Chapter 52: The Maiden in the Palace
"Who is he?"
"That's Ajef, the head of the Keville Empire's delegation. I greeted him at the city gates—I rember him clearly."
"Ah? The one who refused to sing?"
"That's him!"
"How dare he defy the Goddess's rules!"
"Defy? More like he simply can't sing!"
The approaching maids whispered among themselves as they watched Yu Sheng'an, his deanor wild and his words seemingly deranged. When they learned his true identity, their eyes widened in disbelief, and their gazes turned furious!
To enter the city without singing, to flout the rules set by the Goddess—that was bad enough! But now, to cause a scene right before the palace? What insolence!
Bailier, the head maid, her loyalty to her mistress burning fiercely, gritted her teeth and strode forward, determined to put an end to this man's audacity.
Yet, just then, a hoarse, low voice suddenly erged from this detestable man.
The mont the first line reached her ears, Bailier froze, her steps halting instinctively.
"Beneath the warm sun, I greet the fragrance—
Whose maiden stands there?
I stand upon this palace high,
You strum the zither, playing sorrow."
The gentle lody, the raspy voice carrying the mature texture unique to an older man, left Bailier—accustod to grand, majestic compositions—stunned.
The maidservants exchanged startled glances!
As Aphnora's personal attendants, their musical discernnt was naturally refined. Yet even so, they found themselves captivated by this simple folk tune.
What astonished them even more was that the song's opening lines unmistakably depicted the very scene unfolding before them!
Could it be… improvised on the spot?
At this mont, not only the maids but even Aphnora inside the palace lifted her face in surprise, her gaze piercing through the palace walls to settle upon Yu Sheng'an.
Her dismissal of him earlier had less to do with details determining success and more to do with the future he painted being far too tempting.
She feared she might lose hold of her "detached from worldly strife" policy, tempted to join him in vying for the world with song!
Centuries of divine life had shown her endless deceit and treachery.
She knew all too well that the most beautiful fruits often concealed the deadliest poisons.
She needed ti—to observe, test, weigh, and deliberate.
But she never expected that, upon leaving the palace, Yu Sheng'an would take her excuse at face value and actually… sing.
"Graceful and poised, you sit so dignified,
Upon the palace high, you listen as I sing.
I say, maiden in the palace, your fragrance—
I hold you close to heart,
Carved deep within my soul."
Hearing this, Aphnora's eyes widened, her fair cheeks flushing. He—he was singing a love song?
Outside the palace, the maids stared at Yu Sheng'an, mouths agape, faces filled with disbelief.
This man… this man was singing a love song to the Goddess?
This was unprecedented!
In Vias, such a thing was simply unthinkable. Forget daring to harbor sacrilegious thoughts—even genuine admiration would only manifest in hymns like "Praise the Goddess."
Though the maids wanted to be furious, their maiden hearts made it impossible to scold him!
This was the raw, untad romance of a rugged man!
"Maiden in the palace, your sorrow—
I hold you close within my heart,
I won't let you wander alone."
Oh, now he was really getting into it?
"What do you an 'not letting you wander'? Since when has the goddess ever wandered?"
The maidservants were inwardly exasperated, yet the gentle lody was so moving that they couldn’t bear to interrupt.
Inside the hall, Aphnora’s gaze grew distant.
In the eyes of her people, she had always remained in Vias. But who knew that she had been wandering all along, tirelessly searching for undiscovered planes?
Music was so beautiful, and though she avoided worldly conflicts, she knew calamity could strike from the heavens at any mont!
[By the palace under the warm sun]
[Stands a maiden fair]
[With long, snow-white hair]
[And eyes so bright and rare]
"Wow, it matches! It matches!"
The goddess really does have white hair!
At this mont, the maidservants’ hearts raced with excitent, as if this love song were being sung just for them.
Their earlier anger had long since vanished into the clouds. Born and raised in music, devoted to music, they were all the more susceptible to its emotional sway!
But in the end, they were all young won—who among them didn’t harbor dreams of love?
[Maiden, you set my heart aflutter]
[Like a deer in wild stutter]
"Wow!"
So bold! So passionate! So heartfelt!
The maidservants grew even more excited!
Aphnora’s face flushed even redder. This scoundrel! Utterly shaless!
To… to actually sing a love song in her Divine Palace? And with such brazen lyrics? Simply… simply…
Aphnora raised her arm several tis, tempted to cast a spell and silence Yu Sheng’an’s singing.
Yet, as if weighed down by an invisible mountain, she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
Even when Yu Sheng’an later repeated the lody without new lyrics, she still hesitated to interrupt, faintly hoping for more.
At last, the song ca to an end!
The maidservants were left spellbound, their gazes toward Yu Sheng’an completely transford.
It was the look of lovestruck maidens admiring a devoted suitor!
In their minds, they even conjured up a lodramatic tale:
The envoy of the Keville Empire, upon eting the Music Goddess, was instantly struck by her divine beauty. Captivated by her charm, despite having no musical talent, he was so moved that he spontaneously composed this song—one utterly unlike anything from Vias.
They had a hunch that this exquisitely lodic folk tune might very well sweep through this Divine Kingdom on Earth.
Little did they know, Yu Sheng’an himself was inwardly astonished.
He hadn’t expected to perform so well.
Truth be told, the reason he hadn’t sung earlier was twofold: first, out of shyness, and second, because he was tone-deaf.
Only in his earlier fit of anger had his inhibitions lted away.
As for being tone-deaf?
He had no choice but to pick a simple lody—hence this modified version of "The Maiden by the Bridge."
Co to think of it, the only reason he rembered this song was because its lody closely resembled the children’s tune "Good Baby."
If even toddlers could sing it effortlessly, how much easier for him?
Still, his unexpectedly stellar performance was largely thanks to his status as the Master of Language and Script—altering his voice was second nature to him.
"Aphnora, I really didn’t an it! Look, you’ve vented your anger, and I’ve sung my song. Forgive !" Yu Sheng’an called out.
Huh? Forgive you?
The maidservants exchanged glances, their gossipy hearts ablaze. What in the world did you do to incur the wrath of our gentle, rciful goddess?
Could it be… a confession?
"Have you had enough? If so, please leave." A voice neither warm nor cold echoed from the grand hall.
No way?
Yu Sheng'an wore a look of frustration. He had spent considerable ti carefully crafting his pitch to persuade the Music Goddess.
The offer he presented was, in his opinion, exceptionally generous.
After all, he was providing a platform with twenty million users—sothing Aphnora could effortlessly gain. Honestly, if he were in her position, he wouldn’t have been able to refuse.
Could it be that Aphnora had already amassed countless Believers in other planes?
That shouldn’t be the case.
According to historical records, the Azarea Continent was one of the few large planes in this multiverse, with very few others comparable in scale.
And those planes were already claid by other deities—Aphnora couldn’t possibly have gained any advantage there.
Even if she had, she shouldn’t have rejected such a generous gift.
No god would ever complain about having too many Believers.
Was there another reason?
Yu Sheng'an sighed and turned away helplessly, deciding to return and thoroughly investigate before making his next move.
At that mont, the palace maids watched as Yu Sheng'an left, shaking his head and sighing, and a wave of pity and sympathy welled up in their hearts.
A mortal in love with a goddess—such a tale was destined to be tragic. How pitiful that his sincere affections could only be expressed through music!
How sorrowful and lantable!
Unbeknownst to Yu Sheng'an as he stepped out of the palace, his subtle actions had been wildly misinterpreted by the court attendants.
Even less did he know that everything that had transpired here would soon spread throughout the divine kingdom of Vias.
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