"Very good, Your Highness, please continue."
Actually, Zeus was very confused right now. Why would there be such a thing as a violin in this era? And now, Zeus's morning lesson was this very instrument. In truth, she didn't want to learn music at all. Learning magic was much more exciting! One magic missile after another, sending enemies flying—that was the romance of battle.
But there was no other way! She still had to learn! Be elegant, not impatient. Just treat it as a form of self-cultivation. Thinking this, Zeus calmed her impatient mood and began to draw the bow according to the music, with standard movements. The teacher beside her nodded in satisfaction. She used to say that teaching this Highness was a headache, as her temperament wasn't very suitable for musical cultivation. But looking at the now focused Highness, she couldn't help but admire Zeus's beauty, for Zeus was a very beautiful (female) goddess.
"Alright, Your Highness, that's all for today's lessons. See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow, Teacher."
After Zeus finished playing the last note, the music teacher nodded, praised her, and then announced that the lesson was over. Zeus politely bid farewell to the teacher and returned to her room to continue studying the notes.
"Mana Control Orb"
Looking at the fist-sized ball of light in her hand, Zeus couldn't help but feel a tiny sense of accomplishment. After spending a whole day reading Merlin's notes, Zeus instantly understood the method of generating and controlling mana. Mana itself was a part of the world's free-floating natural energy. Zeus's divine body belonged to the race with the strongest affinity for the world. She could instantly perceive and collect this energy, controlling it as freely and smoothly as an arm. Now, because Zeus had sealed the entire world, her divine power was continuously being drained. Learning mana and magic was a good thing for Zeus.
Using her mind, she controlled the mana orb in her hand, making it fly around various corners of the room, like controlling a remote-controlled airplane. It was very fun.
After a while, Zeus, bored with playing, dispersed the mana orb in the air and started to feel restless. After all, there weren't many forms of entertainment in this era. No internet, no computers, no games—it was utterly boring. But for the sake of the child, Zeus could only endure it.
"Nasha, we're going out."
Leaving her room, Zeus spoke to her maid. This maid was not simple; she was personally assigned to Zeus by the Queen. She was an all-rounder with high combat skills and various techniques. Even when Zeus asked her to warm the bed, she... ahem! In short, this reliable maid was entrusted with the responsibility of protecting Zeus's safety.
"Allow me to speak frankly, Your Highness."
"No need to say it. I know my Mother's love and care for her children."
"Come out! You, over there in the corner, go tell the Queen that I'm going out for a stroll."
Interrupting Nasha, Zeus spoke to a hidden figure in a corner, asking her to inform the Queen. The figure, knowing she was exposed, said nothing, bowed to Zeus, and then ran off, presumably to tell the Queen.
"Let's go!"
This time, the maid had no objections. She directly followed Zeus after a slight change of attire, and they walked out of the palace. No one dared to stop them, so it seemed to have been approved.
Meanwhile, in a dirty alley, a small figure lay there. She/he stared blankly at the people coming and going at the alley entrance.
"This melodramatic transmigration, I must be the most miserable transmigrator! Oh my god! I'm practically starving to death!"
Suddenly, a hoarse sigh came from the small figure. She/he... oh no, she was now very dissatisfied with her current situation. She never thought that by complaining online, she would actually get face-to-faced by the group leader offline for being too reckless in the group chat! She was tied up by the group leader in a dark room and beaten up. Limping back home, she gulped down a mouthful of water, choked on it, and died. Then, after losing consciousness, she woke up again in her current state. She was absolutely the most tragic transmigrator in the world. And now, she was unlucky enough to transmigrate into a pitiful little beggar. This little beggar must not have eaten for a long time; she barely had the strength to move anymore.
"If there are gods! I want to tell you three words: 'Motherf***er!'"
With a knot of resentment in her heart, she looked at the clear blue sky, her anger erupting. She angrily raised her middle finger to the heavens and then shouted her words. The strength her body gained from anger disappeared again, and then she looked powerlessly at the alley entrance, her eyes slowly starting to blur. This was the prelude to starving into shock. Falling asleep now would basically be taking a half-step into the gates of death.
But at the very end, she saw a glimmer of hope, a silver-haired goddess descended.
Mommy, I think I saw a goddess! She's smiling at me, but why do I feel a familiar sensation from the goddess? Goddess, did you summon me here? Please let me go home, okay? If I can't go back, please drag that hateful group leader here too, okay? If I can't go back, I actually have a wish, and that is to stay by your side.
Actually, I'm a lesbian. That's right, you're exactly my type. I super love Big Sisters with silver hair and big breasts.
These were her last thoughts before losing consciousness.
The story returns to ten minutes earlier. Zeus was on the street, observing the human customs of this era. Suddenly, she sensed an aura similar to the one she had sensed on Tohsaka Sakura. This spatial aura indicated that a transmigrator had arrived. With the idea of meeting a fellow countryman, Zeus led Nasha through several turns and came to a dark and dirty alley.
"Please, Your Highness, don't go in. It's too filthy inside."
"Saving a life is more important, move aside, Nasha."
Nasha blocked Zeus's path, refusing to let her enter, believing there might be unclean things inside. She couldn't allow the Queen's most beloved little princess to suffer even a tiny bit of harm. Nasha stood firmly in front of Zeus.
Just as Zeus was about to persuade her overly protective maid, a sudden roar from the alley made Zeus freeze. Then, Nasha, whose attention was drawn by the roar, quickly walked in. Seeing the figure on the verge of dying, Zeus couldn't help but feel a little pity, but more than that, she wanted to laugh, yet couldn't quite manage it.
"Nasha, go prepare food and clean water."
Reaching out, Zeus picked up the small figure from the pile of trash, not minding the various smells on her. Zeus instructed her maid, who was standing by. The maid initially wanted to take over, but seeing Zeus's resolute gaze, she decided it was best to firmly execute the order.
"Welcome to this world, fellow countryman."
Zeus looked at the small body in her arms, a gentle smile on her face, and spoke to Tu Caonengliang, who was already unconscious.
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