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.

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

felt a wave of nostalgia wash over him as he gazed

had missed

the crowd, his lips curled ever so

like you all

their gazes fixed on

"Demon King."

world, and the space distorted open. An elderly female figure

was rather handsome, with crystal-clear blue eyes and long silver hair. Surrounding her body

the two instantly took over the previous pressure

pity that Jezebeth showed no reaction to the pressure he was

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

over his chest, Jezebeth elegantly bowed his

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

grinned, exposing his pearly

missed the two of you so… so

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

slowly shift

elf raised her

"Attack."

elves surrounding Jezebeth all let go of their bows, and over a

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

the space in front of them, and it

the arrows

"Now... now..."

never left the two figures in the air as his hand gently moved, and the arrows slowly turned

bad of an attempt, to be

within his hand as the arrows that were pointing at

"Now…"

his head cocked to the side. With

the two protectors changed,

I exterminate all of your forces while all you

Snap―!

just a

was all

moment, the arrows disappeared from the spot, and red rained across the plain, basking Jezebeth

been many years since I've felt like

himself get basked in the red, Jezebeth took another deep

blood

Cra― Crack!

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

very air around them seemed to be

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

heads bowed in deference to their

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

his gaze continued to

staffs drawn. They formed a formidable

is how

number that was drastically above the one from

and as he opened his mouth, he directed his voice toward the

that puts resistance. Take in those that are willing

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

next few weeks,

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

someone he'd never

universe, was it?

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