My legendary class is Husband Of Deathwill Sisters?!

Yasir's demon was oddly similar to him.

They were like two peas in a pod.

A few differences naturally differed them, for the demon had rough, red skin. Many eyes littered his body, for he had them on his neck, back, and hands. He also had natural claws and devilish ears.

Yet, everyone could tell who was the owner of such a demon.

That was not the end, though.

Yasir and his demon smiled, their lips curved up widely.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

From behind them, many red vortexes popped like fireworks. Those mana torrents took form, becoming lesser demons. Yet, their appearance shook Harvey and Lavinia's hearts even more than Yasir's demon.

"You… What kind of a demon is this?!" Lavinia screamed, her eyes on figures that resembled her sisters, Harvey's lovers.

She also saw many players and residents that had fallen in the war against the antagonists, their deaths impactful and sorrowful.

They were like Yasir's demons, yet Lavinia couldn't shake off her imagination of their real selves from their prime.

If she was like that, then what about her husband?

Harvey naturally saw the same images as his wife. Worse, he was also an emotional fellow, his mind overwhelmed by memories from the past.

He reminisced about his first meeting with them, their confessions, and sweet moments as if Yasir's demon induced all of it.

"I led everyone in wars," Yasir softly spoke, his eyes closed as he recalled past events, "Even your wives, families, and friends relied on me, at least once. You, too, have fought by my side, supporting me, Harvey, and Lavinia.

It's only natural of me to rely on their powers in a new world, a different battlefield," Yasir spoke as if he was telling his enemies about common sense.

He found nothing weird in his demon. Of course, he didn't disclose everything, yet his explanation already sounded plausible.

"I will make you regret it for the rest of your life," Harvey whispered softly, yet his voice was sharp enough to slice of hearts of defenseless people.

After calming his emotions, he shifted all memories into his power. He gripped his sword's hilt, ready to hack at Yasir.

His wife's demon came out then. It was a very similar demon to her husband. And while looks were similar, the power was exactly the same.

[Lavinia Mao has cast [Life Demon] on you.]

"Nia…" Harvey whispered in a lovely tone, his voice only audible to his wife. That skill's hidden effect was the damage absorption.

Should Yasir wound Alex or Lavinia, Harvey would be the one to receive the damage, his body drawing the wound.

That was his way of protecting his beloveds.

Lavinia shared the same feelings, however, "I wouldn't be able to see you or Alex die before me. My heart can't take it."

"We won't die. We still have to see Alex's kids. I can't wait to see a little kitty son or daughter," Harvey smiled brightly, momentarily returning to his husband's self.

Lavinia chuckled, her voice sounding a little incredulous, "So you like the kitty wife the most? I can't believe it!"

Harvey replied, his eyes locked on Lavinia's beautiful face, "She always makes me laugh the most. I like your arguments, both the pointless and valuable ones."

"I can't decide who is the best. I like them all," Lavinia turned around, facing the demon army, "But if I had to choose the first wife to give birth to Alex's child, then it would be Stella!

I will ensure we see the beautiful child with Stella's eyes and our son's face!" Lavinia darted in, her sword sparkling with red mana as if stars.

Harvey immediately followed her, plunging into the demon's army, not letting his wife be the first one to clash with demons. He wouldn't let her shoulder the brunt of Yasir's attacks…

His speed gradually increased, slowly outracing Lavinia. And then, Harvey suddenly sped up, changing positions as if using teleport.

BANG!

He thrust his sword in, smashing the first demon's skull. The demon with the shield couldn't even utilize his abilities as Harvey one-shot him.

The old man then made a wide slash, drawing dead lines on the surrounding lesser demons. In the next second, their heads burst out like balloons.

Lavinia was the same, her swordsmanship causing vast terror on the battlefield. She maximized her great mana, forming giant sword techniques. She drew the sword slashes the most, leaving stronger skills at demanding opponents.

When those barred her way, Lavinia thrust her sword in. Her weapon buzzed with mana, forming a bigger reflection on her weapon. That tremendous power slammed lesser demons into smithereens, ending their lives.

"I have a tear in my eye, Harvey, Lavinia!" Yasir shouted, his eyes reflecting the couple's might. He held his hands high as if he were a conductor.

Thus, it meant that the antagonist's leader didn't dally.

From afar, the lesser demons with long-distance skills lifted their weapons, hurling their skills at the couple.

Archers coated their demonic arrows in their unique skills. Mages formed waves of copious mana, coalescing them into various skills.

The bow users littered the dark ceiling with their abilities; those hung in the air for a few seconds before falling like a waterfall.

The mages conjured either crude or spectacular creations. Some just send mighty mana bolts; some called forth mana beasts similar to Roy's nightmares.

Before such a barrage of techniques aimed at them, Lavinia and Harvey stood with their heads high, faces scrunched with confidence and killing intent!

Their swords kissed, forming an ‘X' mark. And then, they both simultaneously swirled their bodies, launching a terrifying sword wave that cut all enemies into pieces.

Alas, there were too many enemies.

After the first front fell, Yasir called more.

And this time, he used one of Harvey's beloveds.

Harvey faced a lady with long hair, sharp facial features, and boxer gloves.

He stopped for a second, then thrust his sword forward!

BANG!

"You are… dead," Harvey spoke, bypassing the lady without looking back.

He knew his priorities.

He knew his heart.

He wouldn't cloud his eyes!

BANG!

Lavinia was the same, always agreeing with her husband on the battlefield.