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.

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

wash over him as he gazed

had missed them

crowd, his lips curled ever so

you all caught on to my

silent, their gazes fixed on

"Demon King."

the space distorted open. An elderly female figure

her body was a silver armor that shone

pressure emitted by the thousands

pity that Jezebeth showed no reaction to the pressure

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

hand over his chest,

honor to meet you again, Protector of the Seat

he grinned, exposing his pearly white teeth, and

of you so…

air stilled at his words, and the two elves stared at Jezebeth from

feel their demeanor slowly shift as a white glow started to surface from

her hand

"Attack."

elves surrounding Jezebeth all let go of their bows, and over

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

was strong enough to distort the space in front of them, and it wasn't long

the arrows came to a sudden

"Now... now..."

left the two figures in the air as his hand gently

of an

similar to the two figures above surfaced within his hand as

"Now…"

satisfied smile when all the arrows turned, and his head cocked to the side.

body, the faces of the two protectors changed,

of your forces while all you can do

Snap―!

just

snap was

that moment, the arrows disappeared from the spot, and red rained across the plain,

I've felt like this… I guess I missed

letting himself get basked in the red,

relished the smell of blood

Cra― Crack!

hand, the world behind him

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

an incredible aura

before Jezebeth, their heads bowed in deference to

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

no mind to their words as his

drawn.

how it

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

made his blood boil, and as

resistance. Take in

eagerly obeyed. With a fierce battle cry, they charged toward the elven army, their demonic power

next few weeks, I want this

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

was someone he'd

to in this universe, was it? ...An unwanted Parasite? Their existence is a threat

a smirk forming on