My legendary class is Husband Of Deathwill Sisters?!

"Father might not like this," Nektor said after Henred disappeared from the den.

He knew how his father wanted to bring Sara and Celia back home. That wasn't just because of Celia's inborn ability or the dullahan king's sword.

He wanted his family back home.

Natalia replied, "Their future is better in Deathwill Castle. I've confirmed it."

Nektor squinted his eyes, "That castle and his kingdom had been Elias Deathwill's burden. If it weren't for that castle and his stubbornness to stay human, he would've achieved more achievements in his life."

Natalia closed her eyes, "His humanity brought him closer to the elder sister. Because of that humanity, he had been able to mate with other races."

Nektor's face contorted uglily.

Then, Henred returned to the den.

He was wounded, but his speed was still top-notch. The effects of Ultimate Skill weren't gone from his body yet, so that power swirled within him all the time.

He faced the Princess with a proper decorum adequate to his status, "I've returned, The Third Princess. I have smoothly delivered that man's item."

Natalia didn't reply. She turned around and moved toward the cave's wall. In her hand, a different token suddenly appeared.

She utilized that item, creating a portal before herself.

Nektor dragged his body and went through it, following his sister. Henred naturally didn't dare to lag behind. Otherwise, he was no better than dead.

But after Henred passed through the portal, he arrived on the other side with a lance piercing through his heart.

"W-Why?" Henred asked while staring at the princess' beautiful face. All he saw were her cold eyes that mesmerized him even in such a peculiar situation.

Natalia replied, "Your image of the royal family has been wrong, Henred. Royal Father's fury would never hurt Sara and her daughter. He's been pissed at you for all those years."

"No… way…" Henred uttered slowly before puking a mouthful of blood.

Natalia took out her lance, "There's still a use for you. You have been loyal to the royal family for all those years.

Royal Father wouldn't and won't kill you. He will make you work harder, instead… That is something I won't tolerate anymore. You shall die here," Natalia turned around, leaving Henred at his death's door.

Nektor glanced at Henred. He waited for this man to die, then picked up his dead body.

After catching up to his big sister, Nektor said, "Tell father that it was my idea. I don't want you to get hurt, big sister."

"No," Natalia replied.

Nektor sighed and pressed further, "Royal Father might love his family deeply despite not showing enough attention, but he still won't be lenient with The Dullahan King's Sword in someone's else hands.

That sword holds the Ultimate Skill Of Lord Julias. He can't really be in Alex's hands… To say nothing of the half-dullahan girl with authority…" Nektor explained.

It was so easy to misunderstand the current dullahan king.

pᴀɴdᴀ In fact, Nektor was the same. He thought that his father never loved him. He believed that he was useless and not worthy of his father's love.

He found those feelings in his sisters, who had been willing to talk to and understand him from time to time.

His love for his sisters, mainly Mia, stemmed from that lack of attention.

And it wasn't like the princesses frequently sacrificed their time for Nektor. They talked a few times a year at most.

It just showed how busy the king was… Everyone from the royal circle had to keep an eye on their surroundings, nurture their people and look after their status. They were busy people.

Sara had been the victim of that too.

Her mother was busy too…

Natalia replied without any reaction, "How could he turn into the dullahan?"

"Because of the authority?" Nektor replied while recalling Celia's powers.

Natalia nodded, "That, and Elias Deathwill's Swordsmanship. These two powers had combined within Alex, allowing him to wield the sword and use the Ultimate Skill.

Elias Deathwill… If he were a different king, he would be able to wield the dullahan king's sword too."

Nektor avoided his big sister's eyes.

"Our Royal Father and Elias Deathwill are similar. They both love their families deeply but tend to get engrossed in… their duties," Natalia sighed.

Elias Deathwill wasn't that good at his royal duties.

She carried on, "Alex gives similar to them aura… And he has received the little girl's authority without any repercussions… Their relationship seems to be of a father and daughter… Suppose he's a man willing to drop all his duties to spend time with his daughter. In that case, his future looks already better than Elias Deathwill and our Royal Father."

Nektor didn't know how to reply. He wasn't paying attention to those things, again getting surprised by his big sister's assessment.

Natalia noticed her little brother's reaction, "He and Sara had connected their souls. I don't know if he had Soul Eyes from the Dullahan Sword since I could tell that his Ultimate Skill was incomplete, but if he could use Sara's skills too, then he's on a good path."

Nektor squinted his eyes, "Big Sister… Did you just blush?"

Natalia didn't reply.

They had finally arrived before the royal hall.

One of the guards confirmed their royal father's absence, "His Majesty is in the Ancestral Grounds. If there's something you've to tell him, I will convey it in your place once he returns."

Natalia shook her head, "I will wait for him."

The guard made a troubled expression, "Princess… That's asinine…"

Their king could be absent even for years. That alone was not bad since the dullahan kingdom had many officials diligently working for the royal family.

It was just too stupid for a princess to wait for him here…

Natalia smiled faintly, her smile charming everyone, including Nektor, "I will take a bath, then return and wait before the doors to the royal hall. It will be my excuse to not participate in a boorish monster hunt."

Leveling up was so slow for the residents!

Natalia was the victim of that turtle-speed leveling up, no longer looking to the future where she would regain her peak strength and go beyond.

She still worked as her royal bloodline urged her for some blood… to say nothing of everyone else around her convincing her to continue that arduous path.

But with that excuse on line, no one really could move the Princess.

She would take a seat before the royal hall, blessing the whole corridor and the guards' lives with her cold beauty.

No one would get bored of looking at the beautiful princesses!