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

this brought a nice

what I just

"Are you cooking something?"

"Mhm."

nodded her head. Though her expression didn't give it away, I could tell that she seemed rather

long enough to know how

That being said…

seem to be surprised by what happened

"Oh, that?"

Amanda's body paused.

head, her head cocked a

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

"You did?"

phone and noticed several missed calls. I

This was my bad.

"What happened after that?"

"Nothing much."

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

you were busy

"That's fair."

"hum."

with a large cake in her hands. It was not very big, about the size of a football, and

at the sight, and

I liked cakes.

my hands together, I leaned back on the sofa. Pondering over

you don't

seen far more shocking

looked at me

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

lips, and

almost burned it because of

resentful at

"Oh."

nodded my head and took a small slice

She had come a long way from the times when she

It was very sweet…

"You've improv―"

my sentence. Looking at Amanda's plate, which was filled to the brim with cake, my

This girl...

brought her spoon to

"You want some?"

still

"Oh."

at my plate and

enough

"You don't think?"

call normal. In comparison to hers,

such a glutton, and where did all of

at Amanda, she seemed to be as fit as ever. Rather, it seemed that she

'What's going on?'

"Hold up."

"Hm?"

toward my mouth and 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

in complete bewilderment, and as if

rude to look at others while

"Haa… alright."

a sigh, I took

it tasted

***

"Do you resent me?"

abruptly, and I had a

on to visit my family and saw my dad sitting on the sofa with the lights turned off. Apparently,

Resent

the sofa and looked directly into

efforts, I couldn't

few people I could never find myself able

sure you know this, but I find it very hard to express myself. It's something I've been trying to work on for quite a

he wasn't one to express his emotions often. He was

him that I felt so comfortable around

and I don't think there's anything wrong

express himself for me to understand that he cared for

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