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.

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

nostalgia wash over him as he gazed at

had missed them

lips curled

all

their

"Demon King."

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

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

the previous pressure emitted by the thousands of elves and

a pity that Jezebeth showed no reaction

It had been a

hand over his chest, Jezebeth

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

grinned, exposing

two of

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

one could feel their demeanor slowly shift as a white glow started

her hand and

"Attack."

surrounding Jezebeth all let go of their bows, and

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

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

arrows came

"Now... now..."

as his hand gently moved, and the arrows

bad of an attempt, to be

surfaced within his hand as the arrows that were pointing at him all turned to face

"Now…"

to the side. With his eyes on the

faces of the two protectors changed, but

exterminate all of your forces while all you can do is

Snap―!

just a

was all

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

years since I've felt like this… I guess

basked in the

smell of blood

Cra― Crack!

behind him distorted, and

were black and twisted, and the very air

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

knelt before Jezebeth, their heads bowed in

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

no mind to their words as his gaze continued to lock toward the Protectors

appeared from out of the trees, bows, and staffs drawn. They formed

how

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

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

in those that

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

next few weeks, I want

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

someone he'd never

it? ...An unwanted Parasite? Their existence

his head, a smirk forming