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.

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

wave of nostalgia wash over him

missed

his lips

all

silent, their

"Demon King."

the space distorted open. An elderly female figure

crystal-clear blue eyes and long silver hair. Surrounding her body was a silver armor that shone under the sun that hung in the

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

that Jezebeth showed no reaction to the pressure

Jezebeth smiled. It had been a long time. He

his chest, Jezebeth elegantly

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

he grinned, exposing

two of

stared at Jezebeth from above. Their gazes were

slowly shift as a white glow started

elf raised her

"Attack."

Heeding her words, the elves surrounding Jezebeth all let go of their bows, and over a thousand different arrows shot in

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

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

his hand, the arrows came

"Now... now..."

the two figures in the air as his hand gently

that bad of

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

"Now…"

arrows turned, and his head cocked to the side. With his eyes on the two protectors, a

surfacing his body, the faces of the two protectors changed, but it was already too

forces while

Snap―!

was just a

single snap was all it

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

felt like this… I guess I

himself get basked in the

relished the smell of blood that

Cra― Crack!

his hand, the world behind him distorted, and several portals

were black and twisted, and the very air around them seemed to be

the portals, several demons emerged, each releasing an

heads bowed in deference

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

to their words as his gaze continued to lock toward the Protectors

trees, bows, and staffs drawn. They formed a formidable line, determined to

how

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

after their death made his blood boil, and as he opened his mouth, he directed his voice toward the demons

in those that are

arms, and the demons eagerly obeyed. With a fierce battle cry, they charged toward

few weeks, I want this place

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

was someone he'd never

it? ...An unwanted Parasite? Their

head, a smirk forming on his