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.

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

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

had missed them

crowd, his lips curled ever

looks like you all caught on to my

elves remained silent, their gazes fixed

"Demon King."

and the space distorted open. An elderly female figure walked out from the void, followed by a younger

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

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

showed no reaction

smiled. It had been a long time. He

hand over his chest, Jezebeth elegantly bowed his

Protector of the Seat of Patience…

exposing his pearly white teeth,

the two of you so… so

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

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

elderly elf raised her hand and brought it

"Attack."

Heeding her words, the elves surrounding Jezebeth all let go of

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

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

arrows

"Now... now..."

as his hand gently

isn't that bad of an attempt,

as the arrows

"Now…"

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

the faces of the two protectors changed, but it was

as I exterminate all of your forces while all you can do is

Snap―!

was just a

was

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

I've felt like this… I

his hand and letting himself get basked in the red,

of blood that lingered over

Cra― Crack!

his hand, the world behind him

the very air around them seemed to

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

demons knelt before Jezebeth, their heads bowed in deference to

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

words as his gaze continued to lock

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

how

drastically above the one from before, and a gradual smile formed on

their death made his blood boil, and as he opened

Take in those

cry, they charged toward the elven army, their

the next few weeks,

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

was someone he'd never

in this universe, was it? ...An unwanted

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