Super God: One Punch and You’re Dead

"Master, have you still decided to leave this place?"

Light shimmered in Enixid’s beautiful eyes, and an inexplicable sorrow rose in her heart.

Whether it was Lin Yan’s character, strength, or the ancient legends passed down through the ages, all of it had deeply shaken Enixid’s soul.

The impact of that shock was immense.

Moreover, Fei Leize had gained peace because of Lin Yan, making Enixid admire him even more.

That admiration made parting all the harder to bear.

The Holy Ailan Empire’s army returned to the empire in a grand procession, while the people of the imperial capital lined the streets to welcome them.

This joyous news spread throughout the nation.

Enixid proclaimed it to the world.

The Flame God had descended.

He had eradicated calamity.

The people throughout the empire found faith anew, and the Flame God became a deity revered by all.

This would become yet another beautiful legend.

The imperial capital was filled with excitement.

Especially within the royal palace.

"Enixid."

Enixid stood with her back to Lin Yan, having removed her suit of armor.

Her beautiful figure was now clad in a magnificent long dress that outlined her graceful curves.

She slowly turned around.

Her face, usually as cold as ice, now carried a touch of feminine softness. There was a hint of reluctance in her beautiful eyes as she slowly approached.

A delicate fragrance drifted through the air.

Enixid wore a long dress that exposed her smooth, rounded shoulders.

"Master."

Her thin lips parted slightly.

Enixid’s voice was as melodious as a singing oriole, soft and pleasant.

A flush rose to her cheeks, and her long curled lashes lowered slightly as she dared not meet his gaze.

"Enixid, did you need something from me?"

Lin Yan was slightly startled before asking.

He already understood. Seeing Enixid’s shy appearance, his voice became gentler than usual.

"The plums have fallen, yet seven remain! Those who seek me, pray do so while the day is auspicious!"

Lin Yan was somewhat surprised.

It was a love poem from the Book of Songs. There were apparently similar poems in Fei Leize’s history as well—subtle and moving.

Enixid used this manner to express the affection in her heart.

It was clear.

Even a Queen standing so high above others had expectations for love, along with the shyness and uncertainty of a young woman.

Lin Yan slowly walked toward her.

Enixid grew even more nervous, her hands tightly clasped together.

"In the end, I still have to return."

He spoke calmly.

Love had come too suddenly. The first to fall in love often gave the most and received the least.

And what Enixid faced would be the pain of parting.

"Master."

"I admire you.

You are the embodiment of justice in my heart. What I care about is not being together with you day and night, but entering your life and becoming one with you."

She gently bit her lower lip.

Enixid recalled every moment from these past days.

Her decision was by no means a passing impulse, but a call of love from the depths of her heart.

Enixid was decisive by nature. She did not want to miss this fated bond.

Nor did she want to regret it in the future.

What Enixid wanted was not Lin Yan’s unwavering devotion in love, but because the faith and admiration in her heart had become impossible to suppress.

"Whether in prosperity or adversity, wealth or poverty, health or sickness, joy or sorrow, I will love you forever, cherish you, and remain faithful to you, until eternity."

Enixid spoke each word distinctly, every one of them incomparably firm.

At that moment.

The two stood close enough to touch.

Lin Yan gazed into Enixid’s beautiful eyes as well. He leaned down slightly and pressed a gentle kiss upon her lips.

"Lin Yan."

Enixid looked up at him.

In her heart, Lin Yan was so perfect and majestic. In him, she saw the most beautiful image of everything she had ever hoped for in love.

This feeling filled her heart.

It was surely the most beautiful moment in all the world.