Chapter 118
"Miru... Wicker?" Under the softly glowing sunset, the landscape of the field blended perfectly with the evening sky, creating a breathtaking view.
However, the atmosphere between the man and woman under this sky was heavy and serious. It was too unbelievable, too inconceivable. Miru Wicker? My daughter with Mir? How could this be possible?
My mind was in utter chaos, unable to understand this development. It felt like it was about to burst with the overload of information.
"Dad... I know it's hard to believe, but I am indeed your blood," Miru said. The truth was hard to accept and even harder to believe, yet her very appearance lent credence to her words.
I thought of the dragon Mir and how different this girl looked. Yet, her resemblance to Mir and even her name sparked doubts that hadn't existed before.
"Wait, wait, wait..." Too many thoughts were rushing through my mind at once, causing a mental overload. If Miru's words were false, how could this girl, who resembled Mir so closely, exist?
But if it was true... I hadn't even married yet. And to say that I have a daughter with Mir?
I had so much to say, so many questions, but I didn't even know where to start. I was at a loss for words.
Then Miru gently took my hand in hers, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions – there was touch, sadness, despair, but also a definite sense of hope.