Tristan was on the verge of losing his wits.
'F*ck! F*ck! WHAT AM I SEEING RIGHT NOW??! S-She…. she's releasing fire… coming from her bare hands!'
The scene unfolding in front of him bounced around his head, first in disbelief, then in shock and finally, in fright.
'What the hell? I am not dreaming, right? Fire coming out of her hand?! F*ck! What kind of creature is she?'
His brain was unable to function from both shock and fright. After a while, Tristan stepped back, trying to get away from Zhen-Zhen as far as possible.
However, moving backward was a great mistake. Tristan didn't notice that he was already approaching the cliff edge behind him.
That's the mont, Zhen-Zhen looked up only to see Tristan walking away from her with his pale complexion.
"Tristan…" she called him.
Upon hearing her voice, Tristan jerked away, frightened. Because of that he accidentally tripped on his ankle. His body slid in the ground towards the cliff edge.
Then he heard Zhen-Zhen's scream, calling his na once again.
"Tristan!"
Everything happened so fast. Before he knew it, he was already falling off the cliff. It's too late for him. He already felt the gravity pulling him down.
'F*ck! Am I going to die just like this? D@mn, you old man! Is this what will make you happy? Well… maybe this is my fate… dying at a very young age. Will Hannah cry for ?'
Tristan smiled bitterly. Even at this mont, he was still thinking about Hannah. He felt really pathetic. Then he closed his eyes, accepting his mischief and misfortune.
'At least… even for the last mont of my life,.I got to et a goddess of beauty.' Tristan thought to himself as Zhen-Zhen's charming smile popped up in his mind.
Then he realized his mistake. It was his fault for being scared of Zhen-Zhen. Thinking back, he ca to realize that she was innocent and harmless.
Between the two of them, he was the one who was more frightening. He tried to take advantage of her.
"I am sorry, Zhen-Zhen," Tristan mumbled to himself.
Tristan was just waiting for his last mont. He already conditioned himself for his death, imagining the pain he would experience once his body hit the ground.
However, before it happened Tristan felt soft warmth wrapping his body. Soone was holding and hugging him.
When he opened his eyes, Zhen-Zhen's beautiful face ca into his view. He was dumbfounded for a mont.
'Did she also jump and follows ? Is she really stupid?'
After a while, Tristan had sensed that they were not falling but rather, they were both floating in the air.
"Oh, holy sh¡T! We are flying!" Tristan exclaid in both surprise and amazent.
In just a brief mont, the two of them were back to their previous spot where the roasted wild boar was lying on the ground.
"Sorry for making you wait, Tristan. I know you are very hungry. Your food is now ready. You can now eat it!" Zhen-Zhen said to him cheerfully as if Tristan didn't experience the life and death situation a while ago.
Tristan: "..."
He lost counts of how many tis he beca speechless today because of this very strange lovely maiden before him.
He had no idea what to do nor what to think anymore. But he was so sure about one thing. Zhen-Zhen was not an ordinary girl… not an ordinary human or rather she was definitely not a human!
He just witnessed how she created fire using her bare hands. Then he saw her flying in the air as she saved him. She even carried a big wild boar on her own.
anwhile, Zhen- Zhen had sensed Tristan's unusual silence. She looked at him worriedly.
"Tristan? Are you okay? Did I do sothing wrong?"
Zhen-Zhen's voice pulled him out of his deep thoughts. He moved his eyes on her face. He decided to confront her.
"Zhen-Zhen… who are you? I an… what are you… a Mountain Goddess, a Waterfall's Nymph, or a Forest Fairy? Where did you get your powers? You can produce fire and you can also fly."
Upon hearing Tristan's question, Zhen- Zhen tried her best to find the answer in her mind. Then she saw a fragnt of her childhood mory in her subconscious.
She found the answer to Tristan's question. But, she was hesitating whether she should tell him or not. She was afraid….afraid that Tristan would also hate her or be scared of her just like the people she rembered in her mory.
However, at that certain mont, Zhen-Zhen recalled the scene where her father told her mother everything about his true self. So she decided to do the sa and be honest with Tristan.
"Tristan… I am a demon god's daughter." Zhen-Zhen said to him truthfully.
He fell silent once again.
'Sh!t! It turned out her answer was none of the above choices! She is not a goddess, not a nymph, and also not a fairy. She is… what?! A demon god's daughter?! She's a demoness!'
Zhen- Zhen felt saddened seeing the reaction of Tristan. Her eyes suddenly beca teary. She lowered her gaze, avoiding his eyes.
"Tristan… A-Are you… scared of now?"
He heard the sadness and hurt in her voice. He couldn't explain but suddenly he felt a tinge of pain deep down his heart. He didn't want to see her sad.
"No! No! Zhen-Zhen, I am not afraid of you." He wanted to console her.
"You just gave quite a shock because of your powers," Tristan added with utmost sincerity in his voice.
After hearing that, Zhen-Zhen's bright smile returned to her face as she glanced at him.
"Really? Are you not afraid of ?" She asked him again with a hopeful look.
Tristan nodded at her with a smile. "Yes, I am not!"
"So… do you still want to be your wife?" She threw him another question.
Tristan:"..."
'D@mn! I forgot about that. If I say no she will think that I am still afraid of her and I am lying to her. But if I say yes then that ans I am making a demon god's daughter beco my wife. What should I do now?'
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