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

a wave of nostalgia wash over him as he gazed at the

missed them

the crowd, his lips curled ever

like you all caught on to

elves remained silent, their gazes fixed on

"Demon King."

elderly female figure walked out from the void, followed by a

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

of the two instantly took over the previous pressure emitted

was a pity that Jezebeth showed no reaction to the pressure he was

two, Jezebeth smiled. It had been

chest, Jezebeth elegantly

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

he grinned, exposing his pearly

missed the two of you so…

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

their demeanor slowly shift as a white glow started to surface from

raised her

"Attack."

the elves surrounding Jezebeth all let go of their bows, and over a thousand different arrows

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

distort the space in front of them,

arrows came to a

"Now... now..."

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

of

surfaced within his hand as the arrows

"Now…"

his head cocked to the side. With his eyes on the two

faces of the two

your forces while all you

Snap―!

just

was

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

since I've felt like this…

his hand and letting himself get basked in the red, Jezebeth

relished the smell of blood that lingered over

Cra― Crack!

behind him distorted,

and twisted, and the very air around them seemed to

several demons emerged, each releasing an incredible aura

heads bowed

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

his gaze continued to lock toward the

and staffs drawn. They formed a formidable line, determined to protect themselves from

how it

was drastically above the one from before, and a gradual

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

puts resistance. Take in those that

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

the next few weeks, I want this place

last words he said before appearing right before the two Protectors. His gaze fell on the

was someone he'd

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

head, a