My legendary class is Husband Of Deathwill Sisters?!

While it was true that the capitals were the main stages of the impending war, Alex's goal was the citizens and the hungry demons whose target was the Deathwill Castle. Those people would work throughout the kingdom's lands, not necessarily in the capitals.

Of course, Alex knew that some of them would be here.

After all, he had enough intel, thanks to Schnee.

"It's quite messy in the capitals, so let's take care of the outskirts first. Those lands will be our stage," Alex smiled, looking at his beloveds.

Other than Deathwill Sisters, Remia was also here. She insisted on coming here despite her tribe facing the Underground Dungeon's crisis. Her mother did a splendid job managing it all, so Remia had no guilt or conscience.

She also thought more about herself, not wanting to be behind the Deathwill Wives.

Remia's skills were also suited for their situation. She would be able to connect to nature here, using it to help the citizens. With her skills, Remia could easily locate them all, and with Stella's help, Remia wouldn't miss even one soul.

Alex was greeted with their smiles, so their first serious mission started, a serious mission they would successfully overcome together!

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"We have been waiting for you, janitor," A man in his early thirties came out from the dense red mist, kitted out in a noble suit.

He was one of the hungry demons who had betrayed humanity's trust. He already had blood and human flesh on his hands, his eyes shining red as if he relished the red liquid. His expression was scrunched with excitement as he took the first step toward a greater future.

He wasn't alone.

On his side, the man had two buddies whose status was similar to his. They were former Deathwill Kingdom's subjects, people used by Elias Deathwill. Their hatred toward him was immense, deeply rooted in their bodies.

They itched just from seeing Alex and his wives. It was as if they could see Elias Deathwill in their figures, heightening their hatred and fear.

"Janitor?" Alex whispered as he thought he heard things.

Alas, he heard them right.

The man known as Lochan snickered, "Elias Deathwill's janitor, isn't it?" He lifted his hand, shaking off the flesh.

The bits landed between him and Alex.

He pointed at those pieces with his bloody finger, "Clean it up, janitor. I might consider it a good deed and let you take a reward from your treasury! Haha!"

The other men grinned, "Looking at you gave me a sour taste. Bring me some good wine, and I will also reconsider your quest log."

"Also, bring some good quality women. Not those mix-breeds who reek off the disgusting smell… Just imagining one of them separating her head off her body or turning into a cat makes me livid. Goosebumps just went through me as I said it!

Disgusting! Utterly disgusting! Janitor! If you want that reward, quickly kick them away, and bring me, human girls!" They laughed while looking down on Alex and his wives.

No one of them expected Alex to actually bow down and fulfill their tasks. They said all those words for their content. They felt satisfaction from looking at the twisted expressions of the Deathwill Sisters and Remia.

In fact, those janitor thoughts sprouted in their minds after hearing that Elias Deathwill's successor could get rewards by helping them. They were utterly repulsed by that thought, as helping Elias Deathwill's family grossed them out.

"What are you waiting for? Our break won't last long," Lochan casually whispered while relishing everyone's expression except Alex and Stella.

Stella couldn't care about those people, nor did she have any feelings toward them. They were randoms that couldn't move her lazy heart.

Alex stared at them, then whispered, "I despise Elias Deathwill, too. And I understand your hatred toward him or me, who has taken his class. But you've touched a wrong scale by insulting my wives.

You can expect us to look after you frequently… as you rot your lives in my prison," Alex's eyes widened, his new technique sprouting from his body.

He equipped two unique swords, then four normal ones for his level.

[Alexander Deathwill Lv. 82]

The Dullahan King's Sword let out bone-chilling coldness, which stemmed from Alex's first swordsmanship skills. Elias Deathwill's first prototype sword was in his left hand, not letting out any mana.

But as with other swords, [Alexander Deathwill's Swordsmanship] was applied to it. All swords utilized that skill, polishing and raising proficiency in it.

And then, the surging winds came out from Alex's form.

On his back, Stella had already attached herself. Their passive effects blended, increasing their skills and strength further.

"I will be their main visitor after you throw them into a prison, darling," Schnee uttered in a chilling tone, without any kitty noises. Her sadistic side took over her as her mana circulated, exploding within her body.

Sara and Remia also let their powers run wild.

Lochan and his two buddies stared at such a display of power with trembling eyes. Their hearts grew agitated as the cold sweat tumbled down their backs. No sane person would let these people activate all their powers.

pᴀɴdᴀ However, Alex's presence didn't even allow them to move. His powers weighed a ton, which sounded absurd, yet it was a reality.

The nobles who turned to the evil side couldn't react properly.

But once everyone stated their desires, the pressure disappeared. Now, only their skills and battle experience mattered.

Alex locked his eyes on Lochan, "He's ours."

He spoke for himself and Stella.

His winged girl glanced at Schnee, "Ours."

"I know," Schnee rolled her eyes before taking the other man for a battle.

Sara took the third, while Remia's skills secured the safety of surrounding people, who had been in jeopardy. Many houses crumbled, so people were buried beneath the shattered piles.

She would keep their lives and ensure that her beloveds' powers wouldn't cause any deaths. At the same time, Remia would use her high crowd control skills to help Alex and his wives.

And thus, the strongest team in the outskirts started their first battle.