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.

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

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

had missed them

crowd, his lips

all caught on to my

silent, their

"Demon King."

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

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

of the two instantly took over the previous pressure emitted

showed no reaction to the

at the two, Jezebeth smiled. It had been a long time. He

chest, Jezebeth elegantly bowed his

again, Protector of the Seat of Patience… Protector of the

head, he grinned, exposing his pearly white teeth, and

two of you so…

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

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

elf raised her hand and brought it

"Attack."

Swoosh―! Heeding her words, the elves surrounding Jezebeth all let go of their bows,

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

the space in front of them, and it wasn't long

arrows came to a

"Now... now..."

air as his hand gently moved, and the arrows

of an

his hand as the arrows

"Now…"

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

the two protectors changed, but

exterminate all of your forces

Snap―!

just

was

the spot, and red rained across the plain,

felt like this… I guess I

basked in the red, Jezebeth took another

the smell of blood that

Cra― Crack!

world behind him distorted, and several portals appeared behind

very air

releasing an incredible aura that filled

Jezebeth, their heads bowed in deference to

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

their words as his

trees, bows, and staffs drawn. They formed a

how it should

number that was drastically above the one from before, and

death made his blood boil, and as

Take in those that

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

next few weeks, I want this place

right before the two Protectors. His gaze fell on the

was someone he'd

does not belong to in this universe, was it? ...An unwanted Parasite? Their existence is a threat

nodded his head, a smirk forming