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.

of the elves―those that hadn't gone to earth―with their job to guard

wash over him as he gazed

had missed

crowd, his lips curled

all caught on to my

silent, their gazes fixed

"Demon King."

An elderly female

with crystal-clear blue eyes and long silver hair. Surrounding her body was a silver armor that shone

the previous pressure emitted by the thousands of

was a pity that Jezebeth showed no reaction to the pressure he

the two, Jezebeth smiled. It had

chest, Jezebeth elegantly

again, Protector of the Seat

his head, he grinned, exposing his pearly white

the two of you

stared at Jezebeth from above. Their gazes were still, and there was no apparent change

could feel their demeanor slowly shift as a white glow started

elf raised her hand

"Attack."

all let go of their bows, and over

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

space in front of them, and it wasn't long before they all appeared before Jezebeth, who

the arrows came to a

"Now... now..."

in the air as his hand gently moved, and the arrows slowly

of an attempt, to

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

"Now…"

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

faces of the two protectors changed, but it was already too

exterminate all of your forces

Snap―!

just a

single snap was all it

the spot, and red rained

I've felt like this… I

his hand and letting himself get basked in the red, Jezebeth took another

of blood that lingered over

Cra― Crack!

his hand, the world behind him

very air around them seemed to be

emerged, each releasing an incredible aura that filled the

Jezebeth, their heads

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

their words as his gaze continued to lock toward

more and more elves appeared from out of the trees, bows, and staffs drawn.

is how it should

wasn't long before he was faced with a number that was drastically above the one from before, and a

after their death made his blood boil, and as he opened his mouth, he directed his voice toward the demons

resistance. Take in those that are

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

next few weeks,

before appearing right before the two Protectors. His gaze fell on the woman wearing the silver armor, and he happily smiled at

was someone he'd

belong to in this universe, was it?

head, a smirk forming on his