My legendary class is Husband Of Deathwill Sisters?!

Chapter 66: Ambition

Werewolves versus Vampires.

Both feared what was on the horizon. They wanted to join the alliance and reach the highest spot possible to ensure the future for their people. They assessed their clan and kingdom's growths, population, and treasures then looked into each other's bloodlines.

They believed they could step below the five races who were the pillars and leaders of the Darkmana Empire.

Alas, only one could enter the alliance…

And as the Darkmana Empire told them to fight against each other, the werewolves and vampires decided they would enslave each other. For once and for eternity, they would fight and settle down their inborn hatred for each other.

Unfortunately, the two races couldn't draw out all their forces. Because if they lost more than half of their troops and treasures, they would never reach the spots in the Darkmana Empire they had been aiming for from the beginning.

The casualties would bring them down in ranks, bringing their status down, which would make them a slave to those stronger and more influential races.

But if they were just one rank below them, they would be able to choose one race to follow and build a trustful relationship.

Therefore, werewolves and vampires came to an agreement in which their leaders, royalties, and the strongest commanders would fight on the battleground.

That contest turned the armies into spectators. The population of both races nervously awaited the results…

And for years… one race had been getting news of utter defeats…

"Werewolves," Schnee sneered.

Sara narrowed her eyes, glaring at Schnee as if the cat woman had done something wrong. Of course, Sara didn't like how her sister butted in! She lifted her chin, scowled silently, then looked back at Alex with a dazzling smile.

Schnee's eyes became dead, and her expression told tales, 'So this is love-struck dullahan momma. Ah, mother… Your daughter might disappoint you… Or maybe not?'.

The cat focused on her inward monologue, no longer caring about the history she was aware of.

In the meantime, Sara continued her talk, "The royal bloodline of werewolves didn't disappoint. They were equals to the royal vampires… Unfortunately, the same couldn't be said about the commanders. Nearly all of them lost against their enemies, bringing an immense shame to the whole werewolf clan.

Those who died in battles with vampires didn't even get their graves. Worse, the werewolves hate them from the bottom of their hearts. The survivors of those battles had killed themselves a few days afterward. They couldn't bear the shame within their hearts, and the population of werewolves definitely had lent them a hand in their suicides."

Alex sucked a cold air as he listened to the story.

Those at the top had a heavy burden on their hearts. And he would be one of those as he was the master of the Deathwill Castle. His plans would end up with him getting countless lives under his name and care.

Alex needed to listen to the vampire's and werewolves' stories and then learn from their mistakes. It would also help him with his mind as he planned to become closer with the kingdoms from the outer world on the first map that the players had landed in.

They surely had bloody and harsh history behind their name too.

He parted his lips, stopping Sara's vivid talk gently, "If that's the case, then I understand why we should prepare for the Wolfen Demon's full strength."

Sara didn't mind him stopping her. Instead, she stared at him with a proud smile.

Alex carried on, "If Wolfen Demon is of royal descent, then his peak strength is just below the five leaders of the Darkmana Empire. He is slowly getting his power back and probably leveling up too.

We can't let them grow any further under our nose, or they will become a pain in the ass," Alex concluded.

He then tilted his head, "But he said he is the rightful owner of this land before, right? What did they mean by that?"

Sara smiled, "About that…"

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[Wolfen Demon Lv. 31 HP: 5200/5200 MP: 3600/3600]

Wolfen Demon rested his eyes on the system window in his hidden den. His system was of just a few options, looking down on him.

Before the system, the world looked down on him. Everyone and everything had been laughing at him.

He clenched his fists, closed his eyes, starting cultivating silently.

After getting killed by those damned women, Wolfen Demon would respawn in his hidden den. He would then cultivate his energy.

In that highly focused state, he would also confront his enraged heart.

'All of you… who look down on us… Soon…' Wolfen Demon poured his feelings into his cultivation.

While he knew that he was looked down by many, he would never show it outside. He would be himself, instead. No matter how precarious the situation would be, he would laugh, howl, exude confidence, and fight people head-on with his irritating and derisive smile.

So that once he accomplishes his goal, he still would be able to smile.

"Four presences in the forest," Wolfen Demon opened his red eyes.

Those eyes became like that after he had turned into the hungry demon. He never liked that color since it reminded him of the vampires. However, that power was necessary for his ambition!

For that goal, he had to succumb to two influential individuals. One of them ruled the hungry demons while the other was known as The Soul Grave-keeper.

Wolfen Demon stood up. He patted his muscles, brushing off the stiffness from the cultivation. A part of his hidden feelings climbed onto his face, bringing out the irritating smile.

He cracked his bones and stretched his neck from side to side a few times, "I will test on you the fruits of my cultivation…"

Wolfen Demon channeled his Ultimate Skill, then pounced out of his den.

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[A few minutes before Wolfen Demon noticed Alex's party.]

"We don't know where this guy hides. Since I also have a minimap, we can split into two parties and search for him. How about it?" Sara proposed.

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