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

over him as he gazed at the familiar faces before

had missed them

his lips

like you all caught on to

remained silent, their gazes fixed on

"Demon King."

An elderly female figure walked out from the

crystal-clear blue eyes and long silver hair. Surrounding her

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

a pity that Jezebeth showed no

It had been a long time.

his hand over his chest, Jezebeth elegantly

Protector of the Seat

exposing his pearly white teeth, and

the two of you

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

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

elf raised her hand and brought it

"Attack."

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

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

strong enough to distort the space in front of them, and

the arrows came to a sudden

"Now... now..."

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

that bad of an attempt, to be

hand as the arrows that were

"Now…"

turned, and his head cocked to the side. With

the faces of the

I exterminate all of your forces while all you

Snap―!

was just

was all

from the spot, and red rained across the plain,

many years since I've felt like this… I guess

himself get basked in the

blood

Cra― Crack!

behind him distorted, and several portals appeared behind

air around

several demons emerged, each releasing an

their heads

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

no mind to their words as his gaze continued to

trees, bows, and staffs drawn. They formed a formidable

how it should

long before he was faced with a number that was drastically above the one from before, and a gradual smile formed on his face as

and as he opened his mouth, he directed his

resistance. Take in

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

the next few weeks,

last words he said before appearing right before the two Protectors. His gaze fell on the woman wearing the silver armor, and he

someone

belong to in this universe, was it? ...An

a smirk forming on