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.

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

him as he gazed at the familiar faces

missed

crowd, his lips curled ever

all

their gazes fixed on

"Demon King."

elderly female figure walked out from the void, followed

hair. Surrounding her body was a silver armor that shone under the sun that hung in

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

pity that Jezebeth showed no

had

over his chest, Jezebeth elegantly bowed his

honor to meet you again, Protector of

he grinned, exposing his pearly

two of you so… so

and the two elves stared at Jezebeth from above. Their gazes were still,

spite of that, one could feel their demeanor slowly shift as a white glow started to surface

elderly elf raised her hand and

"Attack."

Heeding her words, the elves surrounding Jezebeth all let go of their bows, and over a thousand different arrows shot in his

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

them, and it wasn't long before they

his hand, the arrows came to a sudden

"Now... now..."

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

of an attempt,

two figures above surfaced within his hand as

"Now…"

head cocked to the side. With his eyes on the two protectors,

the faces of the two protectors changed, but it was

of your forces while all

Snap―!

just

snap was all it

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

felt like

his hand and letting himself get basked in the red,

of blood

Cra― Crack!

behind him distorted, and several portals

and the very air around them seemed to

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

their heads bowed in deference to

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

paid no mind to their words as his

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

this is how it

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

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

in those that are

arms, and the demons eagerly obeyed. With a fierce battle cry, they charged toward the elven army, their

next few weeks, I

before appearing right before the two Protectors. His gaze fell on the woman wearing

someone

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

a smirk forming