My legendary class is Husband Of Deathwill Sisters?!

Every player who started late, but had a high-level buddy, could level up fast enough through his help. There were many methods, but the most popular one was simply catching monsters, trapping them in crowd control skills or environment cages, then ensuring the low player's safety — while he would attack the monster with his abilities.

Of course, such a process was quite dull and tiring. Low-level players had weak damage, and if the high-level player scratched some of the monster's health points, he would also take away valuable experience.

For convenience's sake, high-level players attacked one but strongly. They opened wounds, induced bleeding, and more effects to help their low-level players.

Alex felt like that was what Auberon had planned for him and Meiya.

He was wrong, and he would soon know how wrong he was.

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"To be candid with you, Alexander…" Auberon's chilling voice bounced off the dark walls as he guided Meiya and Alex through an underground grim, damp, narrow corridor.

Before entering here, Alex saw that his in-law had unlocked many seals and formations just so that he and his family could enter this unknown and apprehensive corridor.

"I can't get Stella's death out of my head. It riles me up every time I think about it, and those are like obsessive thoughts that have been haunting me ever since. I can't stop them. I can't control them.

I can only feel silent anger within me and slowly deal with it," Auberon didn't hide his emotions, so now that he spoke, Alex and Meiya swore that they had heard the walls cracking a little.

He was seriously wounded by Stella's death, his granddaughter. Even if her death was meaningless, for she didn't lose any equipment, and just a few levels dropped, and Stella also had a break with her beloved, Auberon was enraged.

It was death, no matter what Alex and others said about it.

Besides, that was a power granted by the Goddess. And this very woman had given a chance to the antagonists. She could turn off that power at any moment if she felt like it, and nothing was absolute.

Moreover, since the goddess had promised to bring back people from death, she wielded unquestionable authority over everyone's lives. If Stella somehow died as a player, Auberon would do everything for his family's sake.

And as he knew more than other people since Alexander openly talked about the antagonists and their goals, he would commit many dangerous deeds, probably.

Meiya's heart swelled with pride and warmth. She understood her father, for she would do the same. And just like him, she knew how precarious it was.

"It's my only advantage as a player… That's what I thought. But from now on, I will think more about it and only sacrifice myself, if need be," Alex replied after contemplating Auberon's words, his intent genuine.

But a chilling wind passed through him, and then Alex saw Auberon's cold eyes, "Don't you dare to die, too, Alexander."

"I…" Alex was at a loss of words, looking below like a good kid after his reprimand. He kept smiling, however.

Meiya was the same, her smile of that lovely wife. And as the corridor stretched unbelievingly long and deep, Meiya and Alex talked silently between each other, or so they thought, as nothing could elude Auberon in this place.

The talk mainly centered on Stella, Veronica, and Celia. Alex told his girl that Celia surely would try something funny soon enough. His little girl was always nice and understanding — but as Veronica had the holy aura of kindness, and Celia wanted her to enjoy her life — the dullahan princess surely would take the role of a revolting leader who would bring more fun to her sister's life.

"And you will help her, won't you?" inferred Meiya, whose eyes gleamed brightly in the darkness.

Alex nodded with a smile, "They already looked at me with disappointment and sadness. I can't disappoint them further, so I will give them a hand whenever possible, at least for a while."

"I wonder how Stella's kid will turn out… I mean, her kid, not Veronica," Meiya pondered loudly, thinking of her daughter, who was the best in her eyes. She was in such love that her body let out a lovely aura.

Alex chuckled, replying softly, "We can only think and predict, but reality often breaks expectations. Stella is the best girl, so she will surely surprise us. And… You should think of our kid more."

"Our… kid?" Meiya halted, gazing at Alex with big eyes while ignoring her father, who still kept moving forward but slower, "Really?"

"Huh? You don't want to?" Alex properly faced Meiya, who stood without any hint of boldness and sharpness; instead, she was like a soft girl in need of a hug, for her cheeks reddened, and her eyes gleamed with little tears gathering on the corners.

Alex released a surprised exclamation before taking her into his arms, "Isn't it normal for me to want a kid with the girl I love? You've already found a spot in my heart, and your love dwells within my heart.

I want you to bear my child, Meiya, in due time," Alex smiled faintly, kissing Meiya's forehead as she melted in his arms.

"I thought you wouldn't want it with me… I don't know why now that I want to think about it… I just thought like it," Meiya whispered to his shoulder, her voice stifled yet audible.

Alex patted her back, "Perhaps, because you already have the best girl. Maybe because of the tremendous age gap between us… Anyway, it does not matter if both of us want to have a kid. Don't you agree?"

Meiya nodded, smiling widely.

After a few minutes, the couple returned to their previous mood. But Meiya was smiling much adorably, and it was far from her usual smile akin to a sneer that flaunted and triggered others.

And at the very least, Auberon stopped before the steel doors.

"This is where we keep the prisoners who have offended our family throughout the years. I will have you kill them and level up, so no winged common can even dream of fighting you as equal, so no winged nobility dares to think carelessly threaten you."

Alex and Meiya's hearts jumped in tandem as the vast prison opened before their eyes. They saw many criminals frozen in the clouds, their eyes closed as they hibernated for perhaps eons.