Son of the Olden Days

Sariya finished her dance with a sharp rotating bloom, her slender neck leaned back sharply, and her slender waist stretched to a thrilling beauty. Unfortunately, there was not much applause or applause in the entire tavern. .

Speaking of "Silver Moonlight", although it is called the Golden Cave among the out-of-town population, it is just a slightly larger pub for the dancers who have lived here for a long time. The difference from other pubs lies in eating and drinking. Not the subject here.

The hall was full of people, but the guests were very busy, some with yellow teeth were busy filling their mouths with ale, and some were busy arching around the chests of the orioles. Except for the black robe man, he mysteriously sat alone at seat number three, looking a little deserted.

Sariya, a guest dressed in this robe, has seen few but not many. He sits on the short seat with his legs folded, and inadvertently reveals a tough figure with his hands resting on the back of his head. When he finished his dance, he smiled and applauded, but the applause was drowned in the noise.

Salia smiled gratefully at him and then bowed and exited, for this dance, and for this smoky day, finally ended.

The tactful homesickness accompaniment just now reminded her of her past, so she used a more focused dance than usual to express her grief. It's a pity that only the black-robed guest in the hall is the only dedicated audience, and the rest of the people's minds are all on the woman.

Salia came to Arlantis at the age of fourteen. Her hometown is just a remote village. At that time, it was widely rumoured that Allantis was the capital of art, and the rumors about how beautiful it was here gradually became Saria’s dream.

Later, she learned that the so-called capital of art was just a joke caused by the lack of knowledge of the common people to recognize the difference. After all, valuable antique paintings in the surrounding towns of the northern border are all transported here to pile up and circulate, and irrelevant art also adds a sense of art.

It seems a little different from what she imagined, but since she came here with hope and difficulty, Salia did not give up her enthusiasm for pursuing art. So after several tossings and turns, Saria went to the Abernall Theatre Academy to study acting and dance seriously.

Young lives are always full of hope and enthusiasm, but in fact, these are often vulnerable in the face of cruel reality.

Soon there was bad news in my hometown. Not only my village, but also the entire territory were said to have fallen because of the monster's attack, and my parents were unfortunately killed. This means that Salia must wipe away her sad tears and will try to feed herself in the future.

There is determination, and there is no fear of hardship, but where is the reality so simple? Except for the experience of farming at home and the performance and dancing skills she learned after coming to Arlantis, Saria found that she could not get much.

Gradually, the tuition fee is no longer strong enough to support and can only drop out, and then the rent is forced, survival began to become unsustainable.

In fact, it's not that there is nowhere to go. The ungirl students of the same period are in the same family background as their own, but the life choices of everyone are different in the bumps of the world. Those who haunt the Golden Grotto quickly worries about food and clothing, but Salia chose a more difficult road.

Lucky flashed occasionally, but it didn't last long. She was kind enough to be taken in by an old couple in a bakery, ready to create a new life with her diligent hands. It's a pity that his excellent appearance was soon coveted by local villains, and he has been harassed ever since.

They almost succeeded once, and he was dragged into a gloomy alley to call for help. Fortunately, the dagger he carried on his body saved him. In the chaos, he didn't know who he stabbed. That time, Salia was terrified and ran back to the tattered residence shivering.

After two days, Salia finally came to the conclusion that she was weak in the face of the ruthless reality, and her dream was long gone.

So she chose a career between ordinary people and wandering warblers, a dancer who sold the "Silver Moonlight" in the Golden Cave.

The significance of the existence of the dancer is similar to that of Liu Ying. The main purpose is to get more guests to drink in the tavern and increase the income of Silver Moonlight. Then, at an appropriate time, sell the body to an appropriate customer at an appropriate price.

After that, to become a new warbler, there will be a period of popularity for a while, and then everyone will be silent.

Salia knew all of them, but at least she was safe and clean until the day she fell into a wandering warbler. At least there are backgrounds and guards in the Golden Cavern, no dirty villains dare to mess around here, because the Golden Cavern is the biggest villain.

Back to the rest area in the background, there are also many dancers gathered here, close to the 20th. Among these people, Salia, with her excellent dancing skills, became the temporary signature dancer of Silver Moonlight. At the same time, she also had a group of peers who saw her displeased.

"Hmm!" Salia, who changed her dancing shoes, suddenly let out a painful cry when she just wanted to stretch her feet into the soft boots and let her feet rest for a while.

"What's the matter with you? Sister Salia." Three sisters who are usually good friends immediately gathered around, and their voice was full of care.

Look down and take a closer look. A slender sewing needle is sticking up from the bottom of the boot. This is obviously malicious from a colleague.

"Everyone ate at the same table, you are too much Viann." Winnie, the better sister, stood up and shouted angrily to the other side.

"Oh~ what's wrong, little Winnie, who danced and screamed there again? Let me see, huh? Why is Salia so careless? She is bleeding, how can she protect her feet as a dancer?" Wei An, the leader of the seven or eight dancers on the opposite side, laughed.

"You..." Winnie and the other two sisters trembled with anger because of the malicious dirty tricks they used.

"Forget Winnie, it's okay." Salia stood up stiffly while leaning on the seat. Although the sewing needle that was upright in the soft boot did not pierce the instep, it did not pierce the instep. Shallow, Salia can feel a faint tingling sensation when she is standing.

In fact, this kind of thing has happened countless times during the two years when I came to Silver Moonlight. The girls on both sides had quarreled, even if they reported the matter to the deacon in charge, this kind of windless and shadowless thing would have to end up in the end.

"Salia, a guest called your name and asked you to drink with him." The door of the resting place was suddenly pushed open by the deacon.

Salia was a little bit resistant in her heart, but she knew that if she could call herself the signature dancer to accompany the wine, the other party must have paid a high price. And she still had a faint expectation in her heart, wondering if it was the mysterious guest who had just enjoyed her dance in the audience.

"...Bitch, there will always be a man who is blinded by a dog will look at her." A foul voice that didn't lower the volume came from behind, and the sisters were caught in a new round of quarrel with the opposite without accident, Saria He stopped for a while, and finally pushed the door away with a slight sigh.

"You seem to be hurt? Did you get your ankle while dancing?" Sol put down the jar, leaned on the soft seat and asked with a smile.

"Hello guests, we dancers often encounter this situation, thank you for your concern, it's just a small problem." Salia sat down on the seat at a distance from Sol, and relaxed a little bit. It really was just now. The black-robed guest watching his own dance.

He still looked relaxed and relaxed, looking lazy and casual, but his eyes were very clean, and there was no evil light.

"Drink two glasses?" Saul picked his chin on the table.

"Sorry, guest, I don't have much alcohol." Salia hesitated for a short while, but in the end she shook her head and refused.

In fact, she had always been wary and disgusted with drinks, such as dizzying drinks, even if she had to drink them, she would only take a sip. This attitude often arouses dissatisfaction with the alcoholic, but it also makes her lucky to be fooled so far.

"It's okay, I'm actually a little bored sitting here, so I want to find someone to chat with." Saul smiled with his arm on his back.

Although this guest spoke lightly, Salia didn't believe it in her heart. The men's purpose here is almost all for pleasure, even if not, he would not be sitting here alone because he could not afford the cost of the wandering warbler, there must be his own reasons.

But the man didn't force himself to drink, but Salia let out a small sigh of relief.

"It's an honor to listen to your story, guest." Salia smiled politely, then sat upright with her legs slanted and made a listening posture, just like she had learned in etiquette class. This man may be upset and want to confide in something.

"In fact, before you arrived, I asked the waiter a little bit about your situation." Sol said.

"...Well, thank you guest for listening to my humble story." Salia blinked, and she didn't understand what he meant. My past is not a secret among the sisters, it's just that the past is plain and sad, and there is nothing worthy of attention.

"Well, it's you." Saul murmured suddenly and stood up.

What... Is it me? Salia was a little stunned for a moment, and then she saw the mysterious male guest opposite, and she suddenly walked right in front of her, bent over her legs and neck, and hugged herself in his arms. in.

"What...what are you doing?" This came down a bit suddenly. The other party obviously wanted to hug herself into the empty room around her. After two steps, Salia reacted and began to struggle violently and frantically. It's very tight, there is no way to break free.

Many beautiful dancers are suddenly robbed of their virginity by arrogant guests. In fact, things like this always happen in Pinjin Cave. This may be related to the guest's background or strength, etc., but as a dancer, there is not much room for resistance.

Salia knew that if she continued to mix in the silver moonlight, she would have this ending one day. But she didn't want it to be today or now. The slight favors accumulated for this male guest disappeared in an instant, leaving only shame and contempt.

In a panic, Salia could only look desperately at the surrounding waiters. As a silver moonlight head dancer, she must be more valued and protected by the Golden Cave than other ordinary dancers. At this critical moment, she can only hope for the guarding power of the silver moonlight.

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