Surviving as the Heavenly Demon’s Concubine - Chapter 9

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Riser quickly changed her thoughts and recalled another specialty.

“Actually, I’m quite good at making hidden weapons.”

“What would you make here?”

“…That won’t work either. As expected.”

Riser grew increasingly anxious.

Just when even Sangwan Baek, who had recommended her, began to think something was going wrong.

-Y-Young Master Cheonmu Kang has arrived!

The closed door burst open and someone strode in with large steps.

A tall man with a rugged appearance. He had the kind of looks where calling him manly would sound more sincere than calling him handsome.

“I pay my respects to Mahu-nim.”

“…Mukang, what brings you here?”

Mahu clearly didn’t seem pleased with Cheonmu Kang’s appearance.

First Prince Cheonmu Hyeon and First Princess Cheonyang Seol also had stiff expressions, making it clear that the siblings didn’t get along well.

‘Wow! I’m saved!’

Only Riser greatly welcomed Cheonmu Kang’s arrival.

“Didn’t Mujin come?”

Meanwhile, Cheonmu Kang looked around as if searching for someone.

Then Cheonmu Hyeon replied with an unpleasant expression.

“Why are you coming to the wrong place looking for Mujin? That child hasn’t even shown his face here.”

“That’s because that bastard took my liquor…! Tch. Fine. He didn’t come then.”

“You got tricked by Mujin again, didn’t you?”

When Cheonyang Seol giggled and teased him, Cheonmu Kang gritted his teeth.

Being fooled by the troublemaker Third Prince was a frequent occurrence for Cheonmu Kang.

“How long are you and Mujin going to keep playing around like children?”

Ma Hu Munseorhwa pressed her forehead as if she had a headache and let out a long sigh.

“Because you’re all still like this, Gyoju can’t put his mind at ease. At his age, does going into closed-door training even make sense?”

“I apologize, Mother.”

The quick-witted Cheonmu Hyeon swiftly bowed his head.

Cheonmu Kang, who was actually being scolded, was fuming as if he couldn’t accept Mahu’s rebuke.

“How is it our fault that Father likes to practice martial arts?”

“Cheonmu Kang, stop being angry and sit down. Father’s new concubine is about to show her talents, so don’t spoil the mood.”

Cheonyang Seol sternly controlled him before Cheonmu Kang could further upset Mahu.

“Tch. Fine, I get it.”

While Cheonmu Kang often rebelled against his direct competitor Cheonmu Hyeon, he strangely found it difficult to resist a word from his older sister who had long withdrawn from the succession competition.

‘Oh no. Is this continuing?’

As the situation settled, attention began to focus on Riser again.

The conditions were even worse now with one more audience member added who had an expression saying ‘I’m not interested but I’m forced to sit here.’

“What did you say earlier? Musical instruments?”

“Not musical instruments, hidden weapons… I’ll just show you a different talent.”

Whatever happens, happens.

Riser emptied her mind and gave up on all the talents she had learned in this life.

Everything she had learned at the Sichuan Dang Family was utterly useless in this situation.

‘Let me revive my memories.’

Though it had been decades already, her body wouldn’t have forgotten. Probably.

“I will show you a song.”

“Hmm. A song.”

Mahu made an expression as if her interest had somewhat waned.

Since they had already seen dancing and musical instrument performance, having a song come next was too predictable a progression.

“Very well. Let’s hear it.”

Mahu gestured to Riser without much expectation.

Riser politely clasped her hands together and began singing in a clear voice.

“Like the flowers of Cheonryeon Mountain, the beautiful maiden~ Sings with her lovely voice~”

Cheonmu Hyeon still had no expression, but the atmosphere was definitely bad.

Cheonmu Kang had already started snorting, and Cheonyang Seol tilted her head.

But Riser wasn’t worried at all.

‘I’ve never failed when performing this.’

Though she had adapted some lyrics to fit this world, the kick of this song would still be powerful.

“With light steps climbing the mountain~ That maiden always yodel-ay-hee~”

Riser’s ultimate personal skill that had been active from college freshman welcome parties to various company dinners, retreats, and even other department team-building events! Fire forward!

“Hol~la lay-ree-oh lay-yoh-roh roh-ree-oh lay-lay ay-ree-oh oh-roo-oht-dee!”

“…!”

“Yodel-ay-hee-dee! Lay-dee-hee! Yodel-ay~hee-dee-hee!”

Mahu gasped in surprise, covered her mouth, and pressed her back firmly against her chair.

“Wh-what in the world is that…?!”

“Sound technique? No, is it sorcery!”

Cheonmu Hyeon and Cheonmu Kang also exclaimed in amazement at the language they had never heard before and the unfamiliar melody, jumping up from their seats.

“Ha. To think there could be such a level of tongue manipulation.”

In contrast, Cheonyang Seol had an expression that seemed somehow moved.

“The mountain echo rings high and high~ Mount Shiwandai, everyone is joyful~ That maiden always yodel-ay-hee-ay-dee-hee~ Thank you.”

Riser secretly smiled in victory while bowing.

For something done on the spot, the adaptation seemed to have turned out quite well.

“…”

“…”

“…What on earth was that?”

Sangwan Baek looked at Riser with an utterly bewildered expression.

He had gone to the trouble of recommending her and arranging a place to show off her talents, only for her to produce some bizarre melody that shocked the listeners.

‘Huh? Why is the atmosphere like this?’

She hadn’t expected cheers, but she thought they would at least find it interesting and amusing.

Just when Riser was bewildered by the unexpected reaction.

“It must be a folk song from the Sichuan region. Right?”

Cheonyang Seol suddenly came to her defense.

“Huh? Oh, yes! That’s right.”

“I thought so. That frivolous and strange melody must be a representation of the mountain echoes that ring through Sichuan’s rugged mountainous terrain. Truly artistic.”

“Ahh!”

“So that’s what it was.”

“Indeed. Now that I hear it, there are similarities to mountain echoes.”

“To compose human song following the sounds of nature. Would the music of immortals be like this?”

The audience, who had been dumbfounded by the massive culture shock, began to nod and belatedly understand thanks to Cheonyang Seol’s skillful explanation.

‘This is why curators are necessary!’

Even Riser herself hadn’t thought that yodeling was created to imitate echoes.

Considering that the original lyrics featured a ‘Swiss maiden’ instead of a ‘Cheonryeon Mountain maiden,’ it seemed roughly correct.

“You, innovative songstress. What is your name?”

“Innova…? Ah! I’m Dang Ri-seo.”

“Mother. May I give Miss Dang Ri-seo a reward? I’ve greatly broadened my knowledge today, so I’d like to pay the price.”

“Do you like it that much?”

Mahu didn’t think Riser’s song was excellent at all, but she held Cheonyang Seol’s artistic sensibilities in high regard and couldn’t dismiss it outright.

“Yes. I truly like it very much.”

“If you say that much, how could I send her away empty-handed? Give her as much as you wish.”

Riser’s heart began to race.

Cheonyang Seol spoke with a saint-like smile.

“Give Young Lady Dang Ri-seo chests full of gold, silver, and treasures.”

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