The Author's POV

Chapter 770

"What? Really? That fu…"

With what was happening outside at the moment, it wasn't hard to convince Emma that her father had gone out to check on the situation.

"Aih… why did he just leave without telling me anything? He hasn't changed at all…"

She grumbled several times, but in the end, she gave up and accepted the situation.

It was good that she did.

As I listened to her mutter and groan about her father's sudden disappearance, I felt a pang of guilt rise up inside of me.

It wasn't so much from the fact that I... or the other me, had killed Waylan, but rather from the fact that now the two people whom she cared for the most had both passed away.

Her life…

It was really pitiful when one thought about it.

'Should I tell her the truth later, or should I just change her memories?'

I didn't think the second option was feasible.

Whether or not I made an effort to conceal the information from her, she was going to find out about her father's disappearance in one way or another.

'How should I tell her the news?'

That was the biggest problem.

I couldn't just tell her that her father was someone known as the Protector of the Seat of Diligence and was the one responsible for the deaths of millions of humans.

He was also the same person who murdered her mother once he realized she was no longer of any use to him, and the only reason he kept her close to him was because of her talent, which was worth nurturing.

'She always did seem to lag a bit behind the others… I guess he must've slowed down her path forward on purpose.'

"Ugh."

I groaned and ruffled my hair.

The situation was more troublesome than I anticipated.

'If only Kevin was here…'

He was the one who was good at handling these types of matters.

"What are you going to do now?"

Overhearing Emma's voice, I turned to look at her. Her expression seemed to have recovered, and her eyes were on me.

I pursed my lips.

"I think I'll go back. I got what I wanted already."

"Oh, I see."

Emma nodded her head.

"Do you want me to follow you out?"

"No, it's okay."

I shook my head, refusing her offer. To be honest, I'd rather not interact with her at the moment. I found myself struggling to think of how to break the news of her father's passing to her.

In the end, I chose to leave and think of the solution later.

'I'm sure I can think of a way…'

My expectations weren't very high.

"Alright then. I won't see you out."

We parted ways not long after that, Emma and I both. After reappearing right in front of her mansion, I turned around and looked back at it while sighing.

This really was...

Troublesome.

***

"You're back?"

I saw was Amanda. She seemed happy to see me. She had

this

after what I just

"Are you cooking something?"

"Mhm."

give it away, I could tell that she

enough to know how she felt, despite not showing it

That being said…

be surprised by what

"Oh, that?"

Amanda's body paused.

she turned her head, her head cocked

was shocked at first, and I tried to call you several times,

"You did?"

noticed several missed calls. I smiled

This was my bad.

"What happened after that?"

"Nothing much."

a little shrug of her shoulders, Amanda patted her hand on

you were busy since you're

"That's fair."

"hum."

It was not very big, about the size of a football, and it appeared to be piled

lit up at the sight, and I sat down on the

I liked cakes.

on the sofa. Pondering over

doesn't explain why you

far more

at me

noticed that what was happening was harmless and the mana density increased, I

pursed her lips, and her brows

it

resentful at that

"Oh."

head and took a small slice of

taste was rather good. She had come a long way from the times when she would add

It was very sweet…

"You've improv―"

at Amanda's plate, which was filled

This girl...

Amanda brought her spoon to my

"You want some?"

good. I still

"Oh."

at my

enough for

"You don't think?"

comparison to hers, which

turn into such a glutton, and where did all

as ever. Rather, it seemed that she had

'What's going on?'

"Hold up."

"Hm?"

pressed her finger against the side of my lips. She brought her finger, which was now filled with cream, to her mouth after tracing it down

looked at her in complete bewilderment, and as if she could read my

your food. It's rude to look at others while

"Haa… alright."

sigh, I took a bite of the

tasted

***

"Do you resent me?"

abruptly, and I had a

hopped on to visit my family and saw my dad sitting on the sofa with the lights turned off. Apparently, Nola and Mom had gone outside

don't get… what you mean. Resent you? Why would

the sofa and looked directly

despite my best efforts, I couldn't quite make out what he

one of the few people I could never find myself

been trying to work on for quite a long time, and despite my efforts, I still

listened to my father's words. Indeed, he wasn't one to express his emotions often. He was sort

him that I felt

and I don't think there's anything wrong with

for me to understand that he cared for me. His actions spoke louder than

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