Chapter 265 - For what price?

At first, it was immensely shameful to say that her own father had plotted against her. But as Sara knew it was an important topic, she bluntly conveyed what Alex and others had learned about them.

And as Harvey heard about Stella reverting to her old self, his eyes narrowed, “You aren’t to blame for your father’s selfishness.”

“I know…” Sara looked down, still wounded by her father’s deed, yet Harvey again helped her, so she felt happier than hurt.

And while Sara collected her thoughts, Harvey used this brief silence to think of his following words. He wasn’t sure about his suspicions about Elias Deathwill’s plan. Still, if he was 100% right, those girls would face disaster or use it for their own power-up.

At last, it was time to continue the talk.

“Different worlds have their own systems, techniques, and people. But some things remain the same. One of those things is feelings. We feel sadness and happiness in the same way regardless of the world.

The same goes for other feelings.

But in a peculiar world, those feelings are the source of strength,” Harvey narrowed his eyes.

And as Sara heard it, she asked, “Is it the same as the hungry demon’s concept?”

“Hmm… There’s a connection between them and that world,” Harvey nodded, agreeing with his daughter-in-law.

He whispered, “The thing is… that I didn’t choose this concept. And the hungry demons you’ve seen during your last battle are the same.

But from what I can see within you, your father has purposely tempered your soul. He has chosen this power on his own.

While it is disturbing that he’s ready to sacrifice his family, there’s something worse. How did he manage to get hands-on it?” Harvey asked, clueless about what had happened during Elias Deathwill’s prime.

And as he couldn’t find an answer, Sara was the same. However, she knew a little more, for she was a resident of the Avander World.

“I’ve been believing in father until Alex read his diary. Now, I am confident that my father has schemed it all. He uses a diary to control Alex’s moves and uses us for his future plan.

The Lost Kingdom is also… something he gladly sacrificed for his selfish desires.”

“The Lost Kingdom?” Harvey asked.

His expression significantly shifted after Sara explained about the kingdom shrouded in the darkness. That element was something no one could study or learn about. Perhaps, the hungry demons would use it for their advantage.

And as Sara imagined this, Harvey nodded, “The hungry demons will find a way to use this power because it is similar to the antagonist concept and you girls.

You’ve already become their targets, so I don’t have to warn you about them… But if your father was willing to temper with your souls, what about his other family members?”

Sara’s mind shook as she recalled Alex’s words.

[He has never loved his wives.]

She started trembling, for Sara had begun to imagine a different scenario. At first, she believed that her mother ran away from the kingdom and her home because of the shame.

But what if she could see through Elias Deathwill’s plan. What if she was in a much worse state than Stella and Schnee?

The same should go for the other two wives!

Harvey scrutinized Sara’s expression, softly adding, “I suggest you move away from the continent with The Lost Kingdom. It seems dormant, but we don’t know what exactly will happen once Elias Deathwill’s plan blooms.

The hungry demons might prematurely awaken the shadow, too,” Harvey conveyed his deepest worry.

He then smiled, reassuring Sara, “Your soul is still young. It’s true that the stronger you become, the better for Elias Deathwill. But if you grow up in strength while looking out for his plan, you will seize its power for yourself.

You have to look out for that peculiar emotion. If Stella is slothful, what about you? Think and always talk about it with Alex.

You are husband and wife, not just in name. There’s a bond connecting you between the worlds.

You are a wife in this world. He’s a husband in the Avander World.

As you keep exploring your bodies and souls in two worlds, you will eventually turn everything into your power.

You will have the last laugh,” Harvey smiled.

Sara whispered, “Thank you, father.”

And then, Alex woke up.

He slowly lifted his upper body, suddenly feeling empty. Of course, he raised his head off Sara’s thighs, naturally feeling like he missed something too soft and valuable.

Sara did her best to control her emotions. She would use all her new knowledge to help guide Alex and her sisters.

She felt terrible for hiding something from Alex, but that was his father’s wish. And as Harvey made it clear that it was for Alex’s sake, Sara complied like a good daughter-in-law…

“What happened?” Alex looked around, seeing his blond wife and father.

Sara smiled, “You’ve fallen asleep out of nowhere. I think you must be too exhausted from the last night.”

And as Sara whispered last night, Alex’s face turned redder, “I guess…” His tongue went numb, and he couldn’t say more, for his father was around.

Harvey laughed, seeing them two in a good mood. He was also thankful that Sara had heard him, for she was the best girl to hold this responsibility.

He didn’t know what future awaited his son. But as he helped significantly with his limits on the line, Harvey believed his son would do the rest with his beloveds by his side.

And if trouble knocked into his life, Harvey was ready to break the limits, for Alex was his second and the last descendant Harvey could ever have.

Ding! Ding!

“Oh? The delivery is already here?” Harvey looked outside the window, finding a truck with virtual capsules.

He smiled, standing up, “Let’s help the delivery men, Alex.”

“Yes,” Alex stood up, following his father like a good son.

And as these two disappeared in the door’s frame, Sara stopped smiling.

She felt the heavy burden on her shoulders, the second only to her worry about her daughter’s future. But now that Celia’s future seemed fine and undisturbed, the burden of her life and her family weighed the most.

Sara also prayed that her mother was safe and not under her father’s control.

It was weird for dullahan to pray, but that was more of Sara’s human side, desperately hoping everything was okay.

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In a unique realm with the red sky and castles scattered across the land, the particular group had their gathering. Only the best of the best had gathered in the main castle that belonged to the owner of this group, Yasir.

And that group was naturally the Antagonists.

“Son of a traitor… I didn’t expect him to have a connection with the traitors!” Erik sat in one of the honored seats, his head arched back as he gazed at the ceiling with conflicted emotions.

But as he spoke, the anger took over him.

“If he has a traitor’s blood, how could he end up with the legendary class?” Erik rubbed his temple, not understanding the phenomenon called Alexander Deathwill.

Erik’s close buddy, Roy, who had also been on the scene against Alexander Deathwill, whispered into his ear, “We often met people whose strength we couldn’t understand. He’s one of those who simply break the system.”

Erik glanced at his friend, who had already relished the wine, “You…” But then, the steps of the most crucial person rang out in the castle.

Yasir had arrived at the scene.

He slowly trod toward his honored seat with many red eyes reflecting his figure. He was a tall man in his early thirties. He had white hair, the most unique red eyes of everyone from the antagonist side, and slightly tanned skin.

He whispered while everyone reared their ears to his presence, “I’ve heard your complaining from my bathroom, Erik.”

“Haha! I am so sorry!” Erik laughed, his eyes filled with reverence as he gazed at Yasir.

In his calm state, Yasir was an easy-going man. Everyone could talk with him and even get the guidance, even though he was the strongest antagonist in the Avander World.

Erik, just like others, knew about his burden and how much he shouldered, be it from their days as players and now as the hungry demons.

Thus, even though Yasir sometimes could go mad, his anger enough to shatter the mountains, people still respected and brightly interacted with him. And when he lost control, they feared him while remaining by his side.

For all knew his burden and how much he had done to their race.

Erik respected his leader so much that he wanted to be like him; his personality was quite shaped after Yasir. He liked to be in charge of his moves, predict the future, and act like everything was in his control.

Yasir took a seat, “Show me the image of Alexander Deathwill.”

“Yes,” Erik fished out Rikka’s tablet. She had taken a picture of Alex and his wives’ last moment before the demon’s energy beam hit them.

Alex’s expression was full of emotions. Those scrunched his face so much that he looked like a man on his last mission, ready to sacrifice and kill everyone for his beloveds.

Yasir’s smile slowly faded. He stared at the tablet while reminiscing about the past and the world he had come from.

The world that he called home…

“He’s as handsome as him, but I can see he takes more after his mother. Because of those two genes, he’s grown into a fine man.

He has your eyes, though, Harvey,” Yasir whispered… “At least your second child happily came out… But for what price? And in what world?”

Everyone listened in silence… Of course, the name Harvey made them perspire quite visible, for everyone gathered had sweat trickling down their temples. But that was not all…

Yasir’s monologue… heralded his impending outburst of anger.

“Ivonne must be jealous of you two, seething in hell as she looks over your little family. She couldn’t give birth to your first child, then she died in your arms just one step before starting a new life in a different world with you…

FOR WHAT PRICE?!” Yasir clenched the tablet, destroying it into small bits.

His breathing became rougher, his eyes nearly popping off his skull. He stared at the table with a trembling body, seemingly unable to control his emotions.

“If you hadn’t given up, we would’ve won! We wouldn’t be here!” Yasir screamed, remembering his former world.

And then, the events from the Purgatory utterly silenced him.

And as those washed over him, his voice became milder, barely audible, yet everyone heard him perfectly, “We would be in a Paradise… Everyone from our world… would still live…”

The Antagonists closed their eyes, recalling their beloveds.

And as they revealed their red hues, their eyes flashed with the resolution, “We will meet them again.”