The Author's POV

Chapter 830

Emma couldn't explain it in words, but the moment her gaze fell on the man that stood behind her, she found herself unable to speak.

It was as if something was stuck at her throat, preventing her from speaking, and the empty feeling that she had been feeling for quite some time suddenly started to resurface once again.

It drained her completely.

"Y..you… Who are you?"

She stumbled several steps back, staring at the smiling figure that seemed all too familiar to her, yet, at the same time, distant.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't recall him at all.

It was just blank.

Her mind was completely blank.

'J..just what is happening? Who is he? Why do I feel this way?!'

Her mind was a total mess, and she could barely think properly.

The more she glanced at the figure, the more her mind became a mess, and she continued to step back.

It wasn't out of fear, but due to the weird feeling that was eating at her chest.

"Ah.. haa…"

Something trickled down the side of her cheeks as she held onto her head with both hands.

"That... who, just...?"

"Emma, calm down. It's me."

"Don't!"

He tried to reach out for her, but he was quickly stopped by Emma, who slapped his hand away from her.

She glared at him fiercely.

"...Don't take a single step toward me; stay where you are!"

At this point, she was at the point where she was practically screaming, and the pain in her head was starting to grow worse.

She didn't know what was going on at that moment, but sudden images started to flash within her mind, and her head started to throb even more fiercely.

Her hand reached for her shirt, and she gripped it tightly.

'J,just what is happening?'

The longer the situation dragged on, the more she found herself wavering.

"No."

Clenching her teeth, Emma gripped her short swords at her hips and, in one swift motion, pointed them toward the man that was standing opposite her.

"You…"

Mana started to flow out of her body as power started to radiate from her. Glancing at the fog that was surrounding her, she had a sudden idea.

"I get it now."

It was the only explanation that she could think of at the moment.

and reaction to the unfamiliar man that she

must be a manifestation of

speak

in hand, she pressed her foot against the ground, and

quick. It took no time for her to arrive before him, and she slashed

Swoosh―!

through

"I knew it!"

swords had passed through the man. Without a

'It's an illusion.'

She reassured herself.

reason, deep down, she felt a little disappointed

swing at me? Let's relax for

such a

"Shut up!"

her other short

he was only a projection, the very fact that he was there

Swoosh!

again, it passed through his

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

kept on swinging. Her attacks would keep passing through his body, and he seemed relatively unharmed by whatever she was doing, but Emma just couldn't stop

and each of her swings started to become progressively

Boom—!

apart, and the fog moved away

"Huh?"

was the fact that the figure remained where it was despite the disappearance of the fog, and her feet came

"Haaa..haaa… haaa.."

sweat trickled down the side of her face, but her gaze never wavered away from

who

could manage to utter. She didn't know what to do at the moment, and all

hopes of him

she

been able to subdue it, but at this very moment, it reemerged more powerfully than it had ever been, and she desired nothing

emptiness, and why did it grow stronger at the sight of

"My name is Kevin."

just a

A simple name.

Yet…

those words, as if something within her snapped, a flood of memories started to

Thud—!

fell to her knees, and a

"W..wha..how… wha?"

words were incomprehensible, and she appeared to have a look on her

Her mind…

wasn't in the right state,

"H..K..evin? How?"

something within her seemed to come close

Swoosh—!

right then that 'Kevin' appeared right behind her. She didn't seem to

"Who would've thought."

his figure started to fade, revealing the features of an elderly demon with a long white

in his right hand and used to assist him in maintaining his

gaze was currently drawn toward Emma, and his

"Who would've thought…"

muttered, his voice as soft as

thought that her body contained traces of the power that his majesty had

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