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 got back home, the first person I saw was Amanda. She seemed happy to see me. She had

this brought a nice

after what I just went

"Are you cooking something?"

"Mhm."

Though her expression didn't give it away, I could tell that

know how she felt, despite not showing it

That being said…

don't seem to be surprised by

"Oh, that?"

Amanda's body paused.

she turned her head, her

tried to call you

"You did?"

phone and noticed several missed calls. I smiled wryly at

This was my bad.

"What happened after that?"

"Nothing much."

of her shoulders, Amanda patted

busy since you're the

"That's fair."

"hum."

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

the sight, and I sat

I liked cakes.

on the sofa. Pondering over something, I turned my

why you don't seem

seen far more

looked at

the mana density increased, I went back to making the

her lips, and

it because of

seemed rather resentful at

"Oh."

my head and took a small slice

had come a long way from the times when she would

It was very sweet…

"You've improv―"

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

This girl...

Amanda brought

"You want some?"

good. I still have my

"Oh."

my plate

enough

"You don't think?"

size was what someone would call normal. In comparison to hers, which practically filled the entire plate, it looked like

turn into such a glutton, and where did

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

'What's going on?'

"Hold up."

"Hm?"

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

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

It's rude to look

"Haa… alright."

out a sigh, I took a

reason, it tasted

***

"Do you resent me?"

and I had a hard

dad sitting on the sofa with the lights turned off. Apparently, Nola

you mean. Resent

myself down on the sofa and looked directly

efforts, I couldn't quite make out what he

the few people I could

I find it very hard to express myself. It's something I've been trying to work

listened to my father's words. Indeed, he wasn't one to express

was because of him that I felt so comfortable

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

to understand that he cared for me. His

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