The Author's POV

"What are you doing over here?"

Emma's voice was laced with a hint of confusion as she looked at me standing at her doorstep.

I knew it was a strange move on my part, showing up unannounced at her house, but I had my reasons. I peeked through the door and pointed towards the interior, hoping she wouldn't turn me away.

"May I come in?"

The strangeness in Emma's expression became more prominent, but after thinking for a while, she stepped to the side, letting me in.

"Well, sure, I guess. It's not like I can stop you anyways."

"Thanks."

I grinned, relieved that things were flowing more smoothly than I had expected.

As I stepped into her living room, I took in the surroundings. The hall was cozy, with warm lighting and a plush sofa. But my eyes were drawn to the tall chandelier hanging from the ceiling, sparkling in the soft light.

For a moment, I thought that I felt something. I was sure of it.

I must have been staring at it for too long because Emma's voice broke through my thoughts.

"So, care to tell me why you're here?"

Clank!

She closed the door behind her and crossed her arms.

"I'm just…" I paused, looking around the place until my eyes fell on the chandelier once again. Sensing something, I smiled. "…you can say that I'm here to meet your father."

"My dad?"

Emma's eyes widened in surprise.

"Do you have an appointment with him or something?"

"Well… You can say so, I guess."

I didn't have an appointment with him, but I had a feeling that he would be willing to meet with me.

Emma's expression was a mix of confusion and curiosity, and she tightened her robe around her waist, a sign that she was becoming more guarded.

"That makes sense."

She muttered, looking around the room as if trying to spot her father.

"I'm not sure where he is now, so I guess you can wa―"

"There's no need for that."

I cut Emma off, and she looked at me with a confused expression.

"Huh?"

Once again, my gaze drifted toward the chandelier, and I smiled.

"There's no need for me to wait. He's already here."

***

"Huaaa..."

Jezebeth's chest heaved up the moment he stepped into the planet. The fresh air of the world filled his lungs, and a smile spread across his features as he took in the vast vegetation that surrounded him.

"Hm?"

His breath caught in his throat as he looked around him, taking in the thousands of elves that were gathered, their bows drawn and exuding an incredible pressure that upset the air around them and caused them to distort.

"Haha."

Jezebeth recognized them immediately.

hadn't gone to earth―with their job to guard

him as

missed

lips curled ever

like you all

remained silent, their gazes

"Demon King."

an ancient voice spread across the world, and the space distorted open. An elderly female figure walked out from the void, followed by

eyes and long silver hair. Surrounding her body was a silver armor

the two instantly took over the previous pressure emitted by the thousands of elves and

was a pity that Jezebeth showed no reaction to

Jezebeth smiled. It had been a long time. He missed

his chest, Jezebeth elegantly

to meet you again, Protector of the Seat of Patience… Protector of the Seat of

grinned, exposing his pearly white teeth,

of you so…

from above. Their gazes

could feel their demeanor slowly shift as a white

elderly elf raised her hand

"Attack."

of their bows, and over

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

to distort the space in front of them,

arrows came to

"Now... now..."

as his hand

isn't that bad of an

white glow similar to the two figures above surfaced within his hand as the arrows that were pointing at him all turned to face

"Now…"

the side. With his eyes on the two protectors, a light breeze

surfacing his body, the faces of the two protectors

all of your forces

Snap―!

was just

was all

spot, and red rained across the

It's been many years since I've felt

hand and letting himself get basked

the smell of blood that lingered over

Cra― Crack!

the world behind him

very air around them seemed to be infused with

emerged, each releasing an

their heads bowed in

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

mind to their words as his gaze continued

bows, and staffs drawn. They formed

is how

drastically above the one from before, and a gradual smile formed on his face

made his blood boil, and as he opened his

that puts resistance. Take in those that

demons eagerly obeyed. With a fierce battle cry, they charged toward the elven army, their demonic power unleashed in a fury of fire and

the next few weeks, I want this

were the last words he said before appearing right before the two Protectors. His gaze fell on the woman wearing the silver armor, and

was someone he'd

not belong to in this universe, was it? ...An

head, a smirk