A Kind Goblin’s Bird - Chapter 3

The woman looked at the warrior in wonder as she came in, and glanced at the man lying on the bed. She tilted her head.

“Who is the guest?”

The goddess had a voice with a clear resonant sound.

“Of course the one lying down.”. The maid retorted.

Her words to the goddess could not be seen as respect. The goddess only said, “Ah,” as if she was accustomed to such treatment. Then, she walked. Passing by the warrior, the goddess sat between the warrior and the man and looked behind.

“Will you stay here?”

“Exactly.”

The warrior at the front replied. Seeing the warrior’s expressionless face, the goddess nodded her head.

“I would sing all night, would you mind?”

“It’s all right.”

“Once I sing, I can’t stop until dawn. So if you want to go out, just go out. If you have anything you need, just go out and say it.”

“Yes.”

The goddess looked around inside the room. She looked at the warrior one by one. Her gaze, looking closely at them one by one, as if it was impossible to distinguish the men who had no part of their body exposed, except for their eyes. And stopped at the man in the middle.

Their eyes met.

The goddess didn’t say anything and just looked at him. Then the warriors’ gaze too slowly moved to the man in the middle.

The goddess’ eyes flickered slowly. She kept looking at the man as if she was seeing something strange.

[“Your Highness, have you met her before?”]

The escort captain asked in a trilled.

In fact, they were the escorts of the man in the middle. While the middle man was the escort of the lying man.

The middle man’s name is Sa Heon-young. In the Sun Dynasty, he was the only brother of the crown prince and was the head of the inspectorate. It was his job to rectify discipline by strictly dealing on the injustices of the court and the government.

He went to the battlefield at the age of eight, and returned to Yangan at twenty-five and became the master of the inspectorate. Due to the large number of people he had met for thirty years in his lifetime, Sa Heon-young had to search his head for a while.

However, would he not remember if he met a unique person like this goddess?

[“No.”]

There are very few people who know Sa Heon-young’s face, but the goddess is looking straight at him out of the seven warriors. It didn’t have a good feeling. It was when the escort captain’s eyes were slightly frowned.

The goddess began to sing her song.

Sa Heon-young was born in the imperial palace, but it was the first time he ever listened to such a song. A fantastic tune is like a dream playing in harmony with a pure tone. Nevertheless, it enveloped his ears just by listening to it once.

It’s a slow song. A song that felt like it wouldn’t break. Sa Heon-young was drunk on the song for a while and then raised his head. The goddess was still looking at him. As their eyes met, the goddess smiled brightly.

Sa Heon-young looked at the woman.

Is she a woman he knows? No, he can’t remember her face. How could he not remember the woman singing this song? If he’s ever heard of it, it’s an unforgettable tune until the day he dies.

The woman sang. She continued singing without taking her gaze away from Sa Heon-young.

It was like she was speaking. Sometimes she clenched her fist and sometimes she pressed her chest with her palm. She even closed her eyes, but when she opened her eyes, she looked at Sa Heon-young.

Nothing would be visible from, as the seven warriors must have the same appearance as him, but the woman was looking at him as if he was different from him.

[“Your Highness, that woman.”]

Did they notice…… ?

While pretending not to, the six escorts were actually nervous.

Sa Heon-young’s face is of the utmost secrecy. Very few even among the imperial family know it. Even during escorts, only one escort captain knew Sa Heon-young’s face.

But that woman seems to have recognized Sa Heon-young.

The moment everyone’s hands went to the hilt.

[“Listen to the song.”]

Sa Heon-young stopped them.

…… What?

In this situation, the escorts found it absurd to listen to the song and looked at their master, but Sa Heon-young wasn’t giving any attention to the escorts.

He was looking at the goddess. He stared at the face of the singing goddess. A woman who closed her eyes and smiled when their eyes met. The woman who smiled and continued her song seemed to say something. Moving her hand, she was talking passionately, but the lyrics of the song were a language that Sa Heon-young had never heard of. She kept appealing for something to Sa Heon-young as she sang the incomprehensible song.