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.

last remaining elites of the elves―those that hadn't gone to earth―with their job to guard over the demon world that

him as he gazed at the familiar faces

had missed them

crowd, his lips

like you all caught on to

their gazes fixed on

"Demon King."

open. An elderly female

younger one was rather handsome, with crystal-clear blue eyes and long silver hair. Surrounding her body was a silver armor that shone under the sun

took over the previous pressure emitted by the

that Jezebeth showed no reaction to the pressure

two, Jezebeth smiled. It had been a long time. He

chest, Jezebeth elegantly bowed his

is an honor to meet you again, Protector of the Seat of Patience… Protector of

his head, he grinned, exposing his pearly white teeth, and

the two of you

elves stared at Jezebeth from above.

feel their demeanor slowly shift as a white glow started

her hand and brought

"Attack."

Jezebeth all let go of

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

to distort the space in front of them, and it wasn't long before they all appeared before

his hand, the arrows came to a sudden

"Now... now..."

the two figures in the air as his hand gently

that bad of an

his hand as the arrows that

"Now…"

all the arrows turned, and his head cocked to the side. With his eyes on the two protectors, a light breeze

faces of the two protectors

of your forces

Snap―!

was just a

was

disappeared from the spot, and red rained across the plain, basking Jezebeth underneath

been many years since I've felt like

basked in the red, Jezebeth took another deep

smell of blood that lingered

Cra― Crack!

the world behind him

were black and twisted, and the very air around them seemed to be infused with demonic

behind the portals, several demons emerged, each releasing an incredible aura that filled the air with ominous

before Jezebeth, their heads bowed in

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

mind to their words as his gaze continued to lock toward the Protectors

drawn. They formed a formidable line, determined to protect themselves from

how

faced with a number that was drastically above the one from before, and a gradual smile formed on

his blood boil, and as he opened his mouth, he directed his

puts resistance. Take in those that are willing

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 of fire

the next few weeks, I want this place

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

was someone

it? ...An unwanted Parasite? Their existence is

a smirk forming on