The Author's POV

Chapter 39

Inside of a large room decorated in pink, with a large king-sized bed in the middle, laid a stunning young girl with short brown hair that scattered all over her pillow. She was currently lying down beneath a set of thin blankets that could not hide the outlines of her body.

Sitting next to her, a tall man with similar colored hair, nervously looked at the young girl who was resting on the bed. Her skin which was flawless was currently pale, and if not for the fact that her breathing was stable someone could've easily mistaken her for a dying patient.

"…Mmm."

At that moment, Emma opened her eyes. Oliver Roshfield, Emma's father and the man that was in the room, noticing Emma's eyes opening immediately shot up and called for a doctor.

"You're up. How are you holding up?"

"…Fine."

Emma sat up on the bed and bitterly smiled at her father's worried expression. Soon a doctor came running in to check her pulse, but Emma pushed him away with a smile.

"It's fine, Dad. Nothing serious happened..."

"Really?"

"Of course. Do I look like someone who would get injured so easily? Plus didn't the doctor already confirm I was fine?"

"I, I did."

Hearing Emma mention him, the Doctor lightly shuddered and hurriedly nodded. Oliver Roshfield was a powerful figure who had many titles to his name. 'Flame overlord Oliver Roshfield' 89th in the hero ranking, Ashton city mayor and Vice-director of the union. Each title more fearsome than the other. The doctor knew that being on this man's bad side would only make his life more difficult.

Looking at his daughter up and down a couple of more times, Oliver eventually relented and gestured for the doctor to leave.

"…She seems fine, so you can go now."

"Yes, sir."

The doctor, without skipping a beat hurriedly ran out of the room. Looking at the closing door, Emma spoke briefly

"…Dad."

"Hm?"

Oliver Roshfield replied with a gentle tone.

"About the Parkers..."

Before Emma could finish speaking, the room's temperature increased dramatically.

"..Dad?"

Noticing the changes happening around her, Emma quickly tried to stop her father.

"Dad, stop!"

Placing her hands on her father's cheeks, Emma tried her best to calm her father down.

Despite being one of the strongest people in the human domain, Oliver Roshfield had one fatal weakness. His daughter.

Ever since his wife's death eight years ago, the only memento he had of his late wife was his daughter, Emma. Even though he was busy with his job he always made sure to find enough time to spend it with his daughter. He doted on her a lot.

Seeing her in this state, rage clouded Oliver's mind as he couldn't help but feel a stinging sensation hit his heart.

It was only after he felt his daughter's warm soft hands that his rage slowly started showing signs of subsiding.

"...Dad please stop"

"huuuu..."

returned

stop him from

Emma smiled in relief and slumped back into

are you

just

please don't

to leave. But just as he was about to leave he felt a

didn't

is more serious than

to

"What do you mean?"

been eyeing our properties and resources

act because of my position, now that they know I will retaliate

his daughter's soft

to the academy once you're fully healed. The academy is the safest place for you

held boundless love for her were seeded with worry. Seeing this warmth filled her

her father's large hand, Emma's

"I understand"

Emma on the cheek and left the

Oliver left the room, his gentle demeanor completely vanished, and what replaced it was

"...Norman"

"Yes master"

who was patiently standing

one billion gathered by the end

"As you wish"

left leaving Oliver standing outside

while, Norman knew exactly what he was planning. Normally, he would've been against it as the consequences of a war

was the Roshfield reverse

left, Oliver sighed and looked

caressing the door to Emma's room, Oliver turned around and silently

deal substantial damage to the Parkers by the end of this, then I shall not be called

voice was quiet, it held

===

down, I

things were going to get difficult

since my near-death experience. In about a week's time, Thobias

dungeon, I increased my training time from five hours a day to nine hours a day. Whenever I had free time on my hands, I would train. It was only after I almost died that I realized that life was as fickle as it

to change. I used to think that all

this babysitter type of

and cover for them if anything that

further I stayed in this world, the more I realized that there was more

was real. This was no longer a novel, and

inside of my own novel was that

place. If I had power, I wouldn't

was stronger, then nothing could stop me from achieving what

then no one

on interfering with the main storyline, my previous ambition of just babysitting the protagonists was no longer there. I need

to go

The feeling of having your life toyed with wasn't

did I want to be chained by someone

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