Sword Dance

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In the courtyard of the Grand Duke of Stag's mansion, a sword dance was underway. Miscella and the sword dancer, Cecilia, were sparring in the center. Even against the Empire's renowned female swordsman, Miscella held her own. In the quiet courtyard, the red-haired and black-haired figures danced gracefully, sword flashes swirling, and leaves danced in the air.
"You're getting better and better, Miss Miscella," Cecilia said, her eyes filled with delight as she looked at Miscella. Since joining the Blazing Flame Legion, the female swordsman had become Miscella's half-sword instructor; their relationship was that of subordinate and teacher-student. Miscella's strength and skill were far from their peak compared to the woman before her, and Cecilia believed that one day, Miscella would surpass her.
"Thank you, Cecilia. I will take that as my goal," Miscella nodded, showing no modesty, but rather striving diligently towards it. This was the character of the red-clad duchess Miscella—competitive and radiating a fiery passion. But this was also what Cecilia feared. In her eyes, the woman before her was burning herself, and simultaneously scalding those around her.
The female swordsman continued her attack, unleashing all her swordsmanship in a relentless assault on Myrcella. Cecilia's swordsmanship was as graceful as a dance, seemingly soft yet multifaceted, light, and elusive. Countless warriors throughout the empire had fallen to her swordsmanship, elegant yet deadly—this was the swordsmanship of the sword dancer Cecilia.
However, now, Myrcella could parry all of Cecilia's swordsmanship. They displayed their skills freely in the courtyard, their swords flashing, seemingly evenly matched. Myrcella seized an opening in Cecilia's defenses and thrust, but the female swordsman nimbly leaped up, landing on a nearby stone table, and thrust downwards. Miscella sidestepped, deftly dodging Cecilia's triple strike. The two beautiful figures retreated to a leaf-strewn path, resuming their fierce battle. Surrounded by planted gardens, leaves fell continuously as swords danced, creating a scene of graceful swordplay amidst the swirling leaves—a picture of beauty.
However, Cecilia, a master swordswoman, could easily read her opponent's mind. Using Miscella's attack as a springboard, Cecilia flipped backward, then turned and slashed at an overhead branch with her sword, instantly scattering leaves between them and obscuring their view.
"Not good!" By the time Miscella realized it, it was too late. Cecilia, a swordswoman, possessed a precision that could easily slice off a falling leaf. In that brief moment of hesitation, Cecilia's sword had already sliced through the leaves, striking Miscella, who, unable to dodge, fell to the ground.
"One more time!" Myrcella gritted her teeth, having been reading a novel or watching a movie, and stood up, ready to start again. Cecilia shook her head.
"Trying again will yield the same result, Miss Myrcella. What's wrong with you today? You seem distracted," the female swordsman asked.
"I... nothing... I just remembered something." Sure enough, Myrcella wasn't determined to counterattack today; instead, she seemed preoccupied.
"Is it because of the upcoming actions? This isn't like you, Miss. When did you become so hesitant?" Cecilia smiled kindly. "Shouldn't you confidently have everything under control?"
"A premonition of flames, you know, I can read prophecies from flames." Miscella looked at her hand holding the sword. "Although I can't yet control this power, but... I have a bad feeling." "Don't worry, Miss Miscella, trust yourself, and please trust our Blazing Knights, okay?" Cecilia nodded, comforting her. "Compared to what we've encountered before, this is just a small investigation case. What does it matter?"
"Yes, yes, I'm overthinking things. I've had too many worries lately, I'm a bit tired." Misella shook her head. "After all, I can't live like other normal noble girls. By the way, Cecilia, what do you think Princess Lindis of the West is doing now?" "So, that's still what you care about?" Whenever the girl she had never met, who was far away in the Western Alliance, was mentioned, Misella would be particularly concerned. "She should be living a comfortable noble life. According to rumors, Princess Lindis is the kind of flower in a greenhouse, fragile and easily broken, just like those socialites in the capital. Why is such a girl worth your concern?"
"Yes, why should I care so much?" Misella smiled bitterly to herself. She always regarded that girl far away as her enemy, wanting to surpass her in every way. This adversarial mentality was firmly rooted in her heart, cultivated from a very young age. Her father, the Grand Duke in Red, always repeated: "Misella, you are the ruby born from the fire of the empire. No matter what, you must surpass her, you must!"
In reality, neither in terms of personal ability nor personal will could Lindis surpass her, and she never even intended to pose any threat to the distant Ruby. Yet, Misella harbored a persistent inner conflict. Having received rigorous, almost harsh, education from a young age, her childhood was devoid of innocence. She had to see everyone as an opponent, to be stronger than anyone else, to earn the praise of her father and family.

This experience instilled in her a strange resentment and longing for Princess Lindis, who lived a comfortable life like a normal young girl, subconsciously viewing Lindis as her enemy.
What was Lindis doing now? Misella kept thinking…
The capital of the Western Alliance's leading nation—Clarent—was Hilenold.
The Royal Academy of the Allied Nations was a noble school located in the holy city of Hilenold, possibly one of the most famous academies in the Western nations. The Royal Academy of the Allied Nations was renowned not for its rigorous academic style, but for providing a stage for young noble children from all over the Allied Nations to showcase their political talents.
In the Western Allied nations, nobles typically leave their heirs within their own territories, educating them through private tutors. However, for children without inheritance rights or with secondary inheritance rights, they send them to this academy, hoping to pave the way for their future political careers. Lindis is currently studying here.
This is a typical aristocratic school, open only to those of noble birth. Because any student here could potentially be the child of a noble from some region, security is extremely strict. No students are allowed to have attendants or maids; all matters at the school must be handled by the student themselves or by school staff. This is to prevent unequal disputes among noble children caused by differences in nationality and status.
However, since it is an academy existing for political purposes, the complex political relationships between nations and the potential for darkness are naturally present. This academy can be seen as a microcosm of the alliances between nations. Aseria, once a glorious and powerful ancient royal family, is now weakened, having shrunk to a feeble state after centuries of political upheaval. Princess Lindis, the Sapphire Princess, finds herself in a similar predicament.
"Haha, trying to escape again, you puppet princess?" In a secluded corner of the academy, where no one else frequents, the beautiful Sapphire Princess Lindis is intercepted by a group of masked noble youths.
"Please, please let me go this time… I… I need to go to the library, in a few days I need to…" The blonde beauty, clutching her books, was heading to the library when her mouth was covered and she was dragged to this secluded place.
"What a fool, still thinking about exams?" The surrounding students burst into laughter. "You've been hiding from us lately. Do you think we could have found you if the teacher hadn't told us you were going to the library today?" "You knew all along, didn't you? The teacher actually hates you, just like we hate you." The female student tied up the poor girl, books falling to the ground. "Doll, you're so smart and hardworking. Even without anyone teaching you, you've achieved so much through self-study. How can we not hate you?" "Yes, the most dazzling star of the Allied Nations, my little princess~" The masked noble students hurriedly tied the girl up and then to a large tree. "Tomorrow is the All-Nation Banquet. Many princes and nobles will be there. It's a great opportunity for us to shine. But you'll be the center of attention the moment you appear. How can we let you steal our spotlight?"
"I... I can not go there... really, I won't go, I promise." The girl trembled all over, shrinking into herself like a small animal. "I'm just going to study, otherwise, the teacher will scold me again..."
At this moment, the noble students had already tied the most beautiful princess of the West firmly to a tree, face down, legs wide apart, dangling in mid-air. They liked to use this method to humiliate the poor girl. Although nominally the most prestigious princess of the Western Alliance, in reality, Lin was just a helpless girl in the academy.
"You don't need to study, anyway, you won't have a chance to take the exam. Isn't that right, you doll? You often miss exams, right? There are a lot of bad comments about you, I heard it even reached your father." The jealous female student said triumphantly in Lin's ear.
"No, please, I'm going to be scolded again, please don't..." The poor girl struggled constantly, but here, she had no companions. Only another girl stood secretly in the distance, nervously watching everything in front of her.
"Ilya, remember, you're not allowed to tell anyone what you saw, or we'll treat you the same way we treated her. You don't want that, we're still friends, right?" The students threatened the girl, who nodded timidly. Although she cared about Lin in the tree, she dared not resist.
"Alright, that's it." The students quickly tied the girl securely to the tree. Without help, she would have had almost no chance of escape. What terrified the girl even more was that the girls were tearing at her clothes. Soon, the beautiful girl's soft, white body was exposed. The boys exchanged smiles and surrounded her, wantonly fondling her.

"No, please, everyone, let me go! I promise I'll do as you ask, I'll be good, I'll listen to you, please!" Lin watched nervously as what was about to happen, instinctively terrified, tears streaming down her beautiful face. The girl tried to appear strong, but this forced show of strength, coupled with her lack of real strength, only made men more attracted and women more jealous.

The female swordsman believed this, after all, it was the reason she joined the Blazing Knights. She believed that Miscella could definitely change this country. And that was precisely why she couldn't allow the rumors about Miscella to appear in such a despicable light.
In her eyes, and in the eyes of all the members, Miscella, with her long, vibrant red hair, had always been a proud, confident, and noble girl. She valued honor more than anyone else, was smarter than anyone else, and hated such places that defiled women more than anyone else. So, the moment she opened the door, she was stunned.
Before her, in the center of the crowd, a woman dancing seductively, was undoubtedly Miscella. Cecilia swore she wasn't mistaken; Miss Miscella's beauty was among the best in the entire empire, something that ordinary people couldn't imitate.
Moreover, Miscella should be at the Stag Mansion right now, there was no way she could be here.
"Everyone, do you think I danced well?" Xi, a dancer in an almost transparent costume, performed a passionate erotic dance in the center of the crowd, swaying wildly on a pole. Her serpentine waist coiled around it, and she would occasionally spread her legs to flirt with the surrounding audience.
"I love you, Xi! You performed so well! Look at me!" The audience shouted at the beautiful woman on stage, their excitement showing how much they loved her.
"Is this the legendary Xi?" Cecilia was seeing her in person for the first time and couldn't help but wonder if she was seeing things. She couldn't help but approach someone and ask, "Excuse me, could I interrupt for a moment?" "What's the problem? This is the climax right now, don't bother me!" the man refused impatiently. Because at this moment, the girl on stage was performing more and more erotically; she wasn't just dancing on the pole, she even held a dildo, then knelt on the ground, using her breasts to hold the dildo and began to lick and suck it. Her snow-white body was flushed with a blush. The girl held the huge dildo between her full breasts. Her hands were behind her back, and her waist twisted sensually. She was doing a belly dance on one side, while on the other side she slowly lifted the dildo with her breasts and then sucked on it with her hand.
"Please accept this gift." Cecilia had no choice but to put on a beautiful, aristocratic smile, which finally drew the man's attention away temporarily. She handed him a bag of money. "Excuse me, is Xi the dancer's real name?"
"How would I know? Besides, she doesn't just perform at this place. Nobody knows who she is or where she comes from." The man's expression softened slightly at Cecilia's beauty. "But she started performing when she was very young, and she's quite popular with pedophiles. Now she's growing more and more beautiful, and not only men, but women like you also like to take her home for the night. After all, there aren't many like her in the entire empire."
"Not just pedophiles, but women too?" Cecilia blushed.
"Haha, judging from your expression, Madam, you've also taken a liking to her, haven't you? It's alright, you're not the first woman to have her eye on." The man laughed heartily. "But be careful, there's
a rumor that she's actually the daughter of the Grand Duke of Red Deer." "You mean Misella? That's impossible, isn't it?" Cecilia asked deliberately, glancing at the girl on stage. At this moment, Xi changed her position, lying face down on the edge of the stage, bringing her genitals close to the audience. Everyone could clearly see the girl's sexy and alluring vulva, the constantly opening pink opening still exhaling enticing heat, with lustful fluid flowing out, as if waiting for a foreign object to enter. More exciting novels can be found on dedelu.
"What's impossible? She said it herself when we asked her. Actually, the outwardly arrogant princess Misella is a woman more lewd than anyone else. Of course, haha, Misella wouldn't normally say these things." The man laughed heartily, his tone clearly indicating he had slept with this girl before.
Meanwhile, the performance on stage was reaching its climax. Xi, already aroused and flushed, slowly erected the dildo on the ground, then half-squatted on it, beginning to thrust repeatedly using only her hips, occasionally letting out lewd moans.
"Ah, everyone, everyone come and see me. Did you all enjoy Xi's performance today?" The girl moaned as she twisted her sexy, alluring body, dancing like a seductive vixen. The prolonged lewd dance caused sweat to flow down her snow-white flesh, but this only made her appear more alluring.
"If everyone is satisfied, please come and support us! If you like it, I will come back again." The girl's voice grew louder and louder, and her movements became more and more vigorous. Her fiery red hair danced in the air, and her alabaster-white skin shone with a bewitching glow under the lights. She exuded a deadly charm like a succubus from legends, captivating everyone around her.
"Ah, ah~~~ ah~~ Everyone, look closely, Xi, Xi is about to climax!!" As her breathing became more and more intense, the girl's movements also intensified. She half-squatted on the dildo standing on the ground, her vagina rapidly moving up and down on it, then letting out seductive moans. The pleasure of approaching climax made the girl cross her arms over her chest, tilting her head back in ecstasy, letting out moans of pleasure, wave after wave, finally reaching climax amidst everyone's cheers.

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