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In the midst of the fierce melee, Edric finally found a relatively quiet corner. He stumbled towards an overturned table and managed to climb on top. Standing on the table, he drunkenly surveyed the chaotic scene below. The entire bar had become unrecognizable, with overturned bottles, shattered glass, and splattered food everywhere. People were shoving, fighting, and roaring incomprehensible curses at each other.
This Chao'X seemed to ease Edric's mood, and as he looked at everything before him, he felt a strange excitement and relief. A mischievous smile suddenly appeared on his face, his lips curling upwards as he began to chuckle. His laughter sounded particularly unusual in the noisy bar, but he didn't care; he felt a relaxation unlike anything he had ever experienced.
Edric suddenly raised his hands, like a conductor of an orchestra, and began to sway his arms to the rhythm in his heart. It seemed as if he could see every movement, every impact playing a symphony that only he could hear. His movements grew more expansive, and his laughter more unrestrained. He felt a complete liberation in this moment, as if all the pressure, dissatisfaction, and disappointment were being released at once.
As he conducted, the Chao'X in the bar seemed to take on a rhythmic quality, with every impact and every shout becoming a part of the symphony in his mind. A hint of madness flashed in his eyes as he felt himself elevated to another dimension, far away from the oppression and adversity of reality.
In a corner of the bar, Edric stood on top of an overturned table, completely enveloped in his own world, seemingly unaffected by the Chao'X around him. His arms waved in the air, humming some off-key melodies, with a self-indulgent smile on his face. His figure appeared somewhat absurd in the dim light, yet carried a hint of wild freedom. His movements were erratic, causing the table to sway with each step, seemingly on the verge of collapse, but he paid no attention.
Under the table, the peasant who had first provoked him struggled to push through the crowd, finally reaching the edge of the table. His eyes were filled with anger and confusion, unable to comprehend why the nobleman before him would behave in such a manner. He angrily exclaimed, "You madman! What on earth are you doing?"
Edric seemed to hear the angry shouts of the farmer, slowly turning to face him. A smirk slowly formed at the corner of his mouth, revealing a mocking smile. He paid no attention to the farmer's anger, instead pointing to himself, then to the farmer, and then to the table, clearly indicating for the farmer to come up to the table and face him. His actions were extremely exaggerated, as if openly provoking, completely disregarding the farmer's rage.
The farmer's anger reached its peak, no longer caring about the surrounding crowd, he violently pulled a nearby chair and fiercely smashed it towards Edric. However, Edric agilely dodged the fatal blow at the last moment. He continued to move around the table, provocatively making various strange expressions and gestures towards the farmer. His eyes seemed to carry a kind of madness, completely unconcerned about his own image and identity. His actions became increasingly exaggerated, as if trying to release the pent-up frustration and dissatisfaction within himself in this way.
In the moment when the angry farmers were struggling to climb onto the table, the already precarious table seemed to sense the sparks of anger from the two above, and began to shake more violently. Bottles and food on the table rolled and fell to the ground with the shaking, creating a scene of extreme Chao'X and absurdity amidst the noise of the bar. Each time a bottle shattered, it seemed to punctuate the melee with another exclamation mark.
Both men were already quite drunk, standing on the wobbling table, their figures appearing particularly ridiculous and absurd in the light. They confronted each other, assuming boxing stances, but clearly their movements were not very coordinated and somewhat unsteady. The farmer seemed to have had enough, he shouted loudly, full of anger and dissatisfaction, and threw a punch, hitting Edric hard in the face.
Edric's head was violently shaken, and blood immediately seeped from the corner of his mouth. However, he did not feel any pain. Instead, he revealed a crazy and free smile. His laughter echoed in the chaotic bar, sounding unusually harsh and provocative. Wiping the blood from his mouth, he retaliated with a punch, hitting the farmer squarely in the face. This punch seemed to ignite the farmer's anger.
The farmer was pushed back several steps by the sudden punch, struggling to maintain his balance, while Edric continued to laugh heartily on the table. This scene seemed to bring him a long-lost excitement and indulgence. Although his status and position should not have allowed him to participate in such low-level street fighting, at this moment, he seemed to have found a certain truth and thrill in life. His laughter seemed to mock the absurdity of the world and his own destiny.
He laughed wildly at the table, even beginning to dance with his body. His movements made the table shake more violently, but he clearly didn't care. In his eyes, there was only the wild release of pressure and restraint. The farmer clenched his fists again, glaring at him with gritted teeth. This moment of Edric was no longer the knight who guarded the honor of the family, but a madman who had released all restraints. In this melee, Edric seemed to find a brief release in his heart, but the deep pain and struggle still followed him like a shadow.
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