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.

that hadn't gone to earth―with their job to guard over

him

had missed

crowd, his lips

looks like you all caught

remained silent, their

"Demon King."

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

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

took over the previous pressure emitted by

no reaction to the pressure

at the two, Jezebeth smiled. It had been a

hand over his chest,

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

grinned, exposing

of you

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

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

elf raised her

"Attack."

of their bows, and over a thousand different

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

in front of them, and it wasn't long before they all

his hand, the arrows

"Now... now..."

in the air as his hand gently moved, and the arrows

of an attempt,

hand as the arrows that were pointing at him all turned to face the opposite

"Now…"

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

his body, the faces of the two protectors changed, but it

all of your forces while all you can do is

Snap―!

just

snap was all

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

It's been many years since I've felt like this… I guess I

get basked in

relished the smell of blood that lingered

Cra― Crack!

the world behind him distorted,

air around them seemed to be infused

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

before Jezebeth, 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

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

is how it should

long before he was faced with a number that was drastically above the one from before,

blood boil, and as he opened his mouth, he directed his

Take in

battle cry, they charged toward the elven army, their demonic power unleashed in a

the next few weeks,

His gaze fell on the woman wearing the silver armor, and he happily smiled

was someone

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

nodded his head, a