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

a wave of nostalgia wash over him as he gazed

had missed them

the crowd, his lips curled

all caught on to my

elves remained silent, their gazes fixed

"Demon King."

space distorted open. An elderly female figure walked

hair. Surrounding her body was a

of the two instantly took over the previous pressure emitted by the

was a pity that Jezebeth showed no

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

his chest,

again, Protector of the Seat of

he grinned, exposing his

missed the two of you so… so

elves stared at Jezebeth from above. Their gazes were still, and there was no apparent change

demeanor slowly shift as

elderly elf raised her hand and

"Attack."

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

hand, the arrows came to a

"Now... now..."

as his hand gently moved, and the arrows slowly turned

bad of an attempt,

glow similar to the two figures above surfaced within his hand as the

"Now…"

a satisfied smile when all the arrows turned, and his head cocked to the side. With his eyes on the two protectors, a light breeze brushed past him, scattering

the faces of the

exterminate all of your forces

Snap―!

was just

single snap was all it

the arrows disappeared from the spot, and red

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

basked

relished the smell of blood that

Cra― Crack!

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

the very air around them

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

their heads bowed in deference

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

his gaze continued to

more elves appeared from out of the trees, bows, and staffs drawn.

this is how it

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

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

puts resistance. Take in those that are

arms, and the demons eagerly obeyed. With a fierce battle cry, they charged toward the elven army, their demonic power

weeks,

the two Protectors. His

was someone he'd

belong to in this universe, was it? ...An unwanted Parasite? Their existence is a threat to the

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