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 over the demon world that

a wave of nostalgia wash over him as he gazed at the

missed

the crowd, his lips curled ever so

you all

elves remained silent, their gazes fixed on

"Demon King."

space distorted open. An elderly female figure walked out from the

blue eyes and long silver hair. Surrounding her body was a silver armor that shone under the sun

of the two instantly took over the previous pressure emitted by the

no reaction to the

It had been

his hand over his chest, Jezebeth elegantly bowed his

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

his head, he grinned, exposing his

of you

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

slowly shift as a white glow started to

her

"Attack."

Swoosh―! Heeding her words, the elves surrounding Jezebeth all let go of their bows, and over a thousand different

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

of them, and it wasn't long before

hand, the arrows came to

"Now... now..."

the two figures in the air as his hand gently

of an

hand as the arrows that

"Now…"

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

faces of the two protectors changed,

exterminate all of your forces while all you can

Snap―!

just a

single snap was all it

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

felt

hand and letting himself get basked

the smell of blood that lingered over

Cra― Crack!

world behind him distorted, and several portals appeared behind

and twisted, and the very air around them seemed

each releasing an incredible aura that filled the air with

their heads bowed in deference to their

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

no mind to their words as his gaze continued to lock

and more elves appeared from out of the trees, bows, and staffs drawn. They formed a formidable line, determined to protect themselves from him and his

how it should

that was drastically above the one from before, and a gradual smile formed on his face as he took

after their death made his blood boil, and as he opened his mouth, he directed his

resistance. Take in those that are willing

like a call to arms, and the demons eagerly obeyed. With a fierce battle cry, they charged toward the

weeks, I want this place

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

someone he'd never

this universe, was it? ...An unwanted

a smirk forming on