My Magic Has No Upper Limit

Chapter 291: Chapter 284: I Don’t Object

"Anyway..."

Gray brushed the sand off his knees. "That’s more or less the process."

"After you get down on one knee and extend your hand, the partner you’ve invited will blush slightly, give you a gentle smile, and say, ’I’d love to.’"

"And then... you dance."

Gray motioned for Zelir to stand up, and the two of them stood facing each other in the training grounds.

Zelir was about the same height as Gray, their eyes meeting on the same level.

"First step is the frame."

Gray said as he took Zelir’s right arm.

"Lift your right hand and place it on the small of your partner’s back... A little higher. Don’t go grabbing her butt."

"Oh..."

Zelir obediently placed his right hand on Gray’s waist.

"Then raise your left hand and extend it to the side."

Gray extended his own right hand, meeting Zelir’s left in the air.

"Palms together, clasp them gently... Use a little pressure with your fingers to give her a sense of security, but don’t squeeze so hard it hurts. Like this..."

And so, Zelir and Gray’s hands were truly clasped together.

’This is so weird...’

Zelir fought the urge to immediately let go and walk away.

"That’s because you’re facing me. If it were Bev, you wouldn’t think it’s weird."

Gray shot Zelir a sideways glance.

"Besides, you think I like holding a man in my arms? Now, focus and learn."

Once they were in position, Gray continued to impart his wisdom.

"Generally speaking, the music at a ball is usually a slow, melodious tune. You won’t find any fast-paced dance tracks."

"So, we only need to learn the most basic box step... Just imagine your feet drawing a square box on the floor."

"On the first beat, take a big step forward with your right foot. Step into the range of her dress with a bit of assertiveness, but don’t cross all the way in..."

"On the second beat, move your left foot sideways to the other side."

"On the third beat, take a step back with your right foot, retreating slightly."

"Finally, bring your left foot back to the starting point, along with your whole body... and that’s one complete box."

Zelir watched Gray’s demonstration of the dance steps and nodded slightly.

His movements were precise and methodical, just as you’d expect from someone trained by an etiquette teacher.

"When you’re dancing, stay relaxed and gentle. Don’t be too rigid. The most important thing is to adapt to the situation."

Gray continued, "Because really, you just need to play the role of the guide... The demands on the woman’s footwork are much stricter than the man’s."

"On the dance floor, the man is the frame, and the woman is the painting."

"All you have to do is be steady. Use your arms to support her as she spins, to showcase her elegant posture and beauty."

"Understood," Zelir said, nodding seriously.

"One more important thing... don’t cry out in pain," Gray added.

"Huh?"

Zelir was a little confused. "Why would I cry out in pain?"

"In ballroom dancing, it’s inevitable that your coordination will be off sometimes, and this will be your first time partnering with Bev."

"You have to understand, to go with their ball gowns, the young ladies of the Nobility usually wear stilettos... which are very sharp."

"If she happens to accidentally step on you... don’t shout. Just give a graceful smile and act like nothing happened."

"Oh..." Zelir nodded seriously again.

’Gray knows so much.’

"Come on, let’s give it a try."

So, the two of them got back into their ballroom dance stance.

Gray actually started humming a slow, melodious dance tune.

To the rhythm of the humming, Zelir gently placed his right hand on Gray’s waist, his left hand clasped with Gray’s.

The distance between them closed in an instant.

’This is really weird...’

"Alright, just like I taught you. Step... now!"

Zelir took the first step a bit awkwardly, his right foot forward...

Then his left foot to the side, and his right foot back...

Gray was very cooperative, following Zelir’s rhythm and stepping along with him.

He kept humming the melodious tune, occasionally speaking up to correct Zelir’s movements.

"Don’t just keep going forward. Turn at the right moments... Not so fast, a little slower."

"Right... just like that. One, two, one... Step forward, then turn."

Their footsteps left a messy trail in the sand.

Thanks to his superhuman 117-point Agility Attribute, Zelir didn’t show the lack of coordination most people have when first learning to dance.

He could control his body almost perfectly, and his footwork transitions and rhythmic variations were all pretty good.

"Very good... I’m surprised. You actually have a talent for dancing."

Gray nodded in approval.

"But there’s one more thing. When you’re dancing, don’t just stare at your partner. That would be awkward."

"But don’t look away the whole time, either. You have to maintain a proper amount of eye contact."

"Don’t just dance for the sake of dancing. Remember, this is a social dance."

"Socializing comes first. Even if both of your steps are clumsy, as long as you’re both enjoying yourselves, that’s enough."

"Okay..."

Still, Zelir couldn’t help but ask.

"Gray... why are your movements so graceful?"

"Duh, because I’m dancing the woman’s part," Gray said irritably.

In the training grounds, the two of them continued to spin.

Even though he had memorized the key points, Zelir still couldn’t quite let loose.

It couldn’t be helped. After all, he was facing Gray.

’It just feels a little weird...’

Several minutes later, Zelir finally stopped his first dance practice session.

"How’s it feel? Getting used to the rhythm?" Gray asked.

"It’s okay, I guess..." Zelir said.

"This stuff isn’t that hard. You’ll get it with a bit more practice."

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