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?"

back home, the first person I saw was Amanda. She seemed happy to see me. She had her hair pulled back into a ponytail and

like this brought a

what I just went

"Are you cooking something?"

"Mhm."

head. Though her expression didn't give it away,

her long enough to know how

That being said…

don't seem to be surprised by

"Oh, that?"

Amanda's body paused.

turned her head, her head

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

"You did?"

noticed several missed calls. I smiled

This was my bad.

"What happened after that?"

"Nothing much."

of her shoulders, Amanda patted her hand on her

you were busy

"That's fair."

"hum."

hands. It was not very big, about the size

eyes lit up at the sight,

I liked cakes.

I leaned back on the sofa. Pondering over something, I turned my

that doesn't explain why you don't seem surprised by

seen far

at me and

was happening was harmless and the mana density increased, I

lips,

almost burned it

resentful at

"Oh."

head and took a small slice of

the times when

It was very sweet…

"You've improv―"

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

This girl...

my gaze, Amanda brought her

"You want some?"

I still have my own

"Oh."

at my plate

enough

"You don't think?"

to hers, which

into such a glutton,

seemed to be as fit as ever. Rather, it seemed

'What's going on?'

"Hold up."

"Hm?"

and pressed her finger against the side of my lips. She brought her

complete bewilderment, and as if she could read my mind, Amanda frowned and reprimanded

It's rude to look at others

"Haa… alright."

out a sigh, I took a bite of the

reason, it tasted

***

"Do you resent me?"

a question that came abruptly, and I had

just 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

get… what you mean. Resent you? Why would I ever

the sofa

despite my best efforts,

few people I could

myself. It's something I've been trying to work on for

one to express his emotions often. He was sort

it was because of him that I

don't think there's anything wrong with

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

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