Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 110

Chapter 110: The Queen’s Orders?
Asura sat watching as Mu Xue returned. There was a subtle difference. He felt she was more attractive, or rather enchanting.

His eyes struggled to leave her swaying hips, enchanted by the devilish movements of her feminine body capturing his attention.

[Hmm? That little girl, so she’s finally going for it?]

He didn’t understand her words, only feeling himself craving her. It caused him to feel strange.

‘What changed so suddenly?’

Mu Xue didn’t speak. Instead, upon seeing his current state, she licked her lips, wetting them like a tempting temptress.

She wanted him and would have him!

When Mu Xue reached the table, Asura remained seated. His head tilted up, noticing the look in her purple eyes. A burning flame contained and suppressed with an incredible force.

‘Is it Mu Xue? She feels so intense.’

The air swirled around him with a chilling aura while a scorching flame burned inside his chest, growing stronger as they interlocked their gazes.

A testament to the energy her seductive eyes wrought upon his soul.

Her breathing quickened, the passion dripping with every inhalation and exhalation. Her thick lips parted, letting him see her tongue and hear her shallow breaths.

Xavida came closer, reaching a hand to grab Mu Xue’s shoulder.

Then, like glass, their moment shattered. Asura watched Mu Xue become gentle, her lovely eyes winking at him.

“Master?”

“Haaa… It’s nothing!” Asura got to his feet, standing at his impressive height.

One thing was for sure. There was a grin of delight on Mu Xue’s face as Xavida remained oblivious to the changes in his body. A desire beyond mere visual stimulation.

Something deep inside him wanted to dominate this new Mu Xue.

To have her to himself… A dark, possessive desire that made him want to punish her cheeky actions.

Yet he was clueless that she was the same… trying to fight off her instinct to freeze everyone in the house and ravish him from behind as he walked towards the large meeting room.

Her eyes were like a huntress watching the movements of his every muscle, enjoying the look of his body in the new clothes given after reaching Rank one.

“Xavida, it seems that there is an important discussion. Let’s see what Asura has to say first.” Mu Xue suggested.

But Xavida caused the dark impulse to fade, and turning towards the dragon, it became jealousy and envy instead of lust and passion.

She wanted to grab her throat and beat her until she realised when to read the atmosphere. Then, she would retake her husband away from the little lizard girl…

“Come on, Xavida, Xue’er. The princess is waiting.”

Asura looked back; his gaze on Xavida was gentle and affectionate, while the moment he looked at his maid, once again, those fierce emotions set ablaze.

He then fiddled with his collar and made a certain sign… The moment Mu Xue saw it, her entire body almost erupted with ice out of pure bliss.

“He wants me to come to his room afterwards~ ah, such a cute young master… does he want my services or ‘service!’ Fufu.”

“Did you say something, Big sister?” Xavida tilted her head and inquired, clearly unaware of her intention.

Mu Xue responded like normal, her head tilting slightly in curiosity. “Nope.”

“Big brother looks distracted,” Xavida spoke and grabbed his hand, moving his head.

Asura’s crimson eyes reflected surprise and blinked when he saw her before shrugging and closing his eyes. Then, taking Xavida into the main meeting room while leaving Mu Xue a few metres behind. Yet her face showed a small smirk, a little strange but not too different to how it usually was.

“Master,” Mu Xue muttered to him alone, using wind magic to project her voice.

“Yeah?” he turned to glance back at her, his eyes on her.

“I can’t wait~ to be alone together.”

“Me too…”

Unlike the maid’s tone, that voice was seductive, warm, and emotion-filled. One who promised she would act like his maid but also much more than him.

Xavida’s attention turned when her ears picked up Mu Xue’s soft voice. Unsure of what she was saying, Xavida pouted and turned around in a huff.

Mu Xue just stuck her tongue out cheekily and walked faster before sitting beside him confidently, where normally she might stand behind him.

Mu Xue’s ice magic stung and stabbed Xavida’s ass when she tried to sit on his lap, which resulted in her being forced to sit on a normal chair.

The poor dragoness looked at Mu Xue with tearful eyes before pouting in the chair.

Instead, she placed her hand on his lap and intertwined their fingers as Princess Vela sat opposite them with an awkward face, looking at the trio.

“What’s the matter then, Vela?” Asura asked.

“It’s about who arranged for us all to be in the same house and what it might mean… for me and you. For u-u-us…!” She swallowed and cleared her throat, pretending she said nothing else.

The last word held another meaning when she looked at the smiling Mu Xue, seeing the darkened purple orbs turning blue as powerful magic radiated off the quiet and timid woman.

Yes, when Vela spoke with a template situation. Mu Xue understood well after serving a noble house for years. So, with a jealous heart, she threatened Vela with her magic.

Only the quiet maid acted like a respectable noble lady in all mannerisms, no matter the circumstances.

“I…It seems my mother intends to match us together…. haha…” Vela looked like a confused fox, stroking her shoulder and leaning forwards awkwardly while forcing a friendly tone of laughter.

‘Her mother? Meaning the Queen!?’ Asura never met her in his past life, and she died soon after the kingdom fell apart. He didn’t know the culprit or situation, as his life was in danger. Someone killed his family members one by one, causing him to flee like a scared rat.

“No matter how one looks at it… a crown princess who will soon receive a kingdom… and the son of her most faithful Earl… marrying each other will naturally cement the foundation, wouldn’t it?” Vela spoke slowly, examining every word’s weight and potential ramifications.

“Naturally?” Asura chuckled, waving his hand. “It seems rather selfish for the Queen to use her daughter. In such a way.”

Vela stared at him blankly, unblinking, thinking of his casual response, knowing he didn’t realise how serious this was. “What about you? Isn’t it bad for you too!”

Asura didn’t even hesitate since he began accepting his past self.

The pathetic no-mag, a genius who united all his thoughts and mind to work faster. The four parallel minds inside didn’t affect each other anymore and worked together.

“Why would it be bad? I get to marry a beautiful woman like you and spend the rest of my life enjoying everything about you.”

She spat her entire cup of wine over the table the next moment.

Her face turned red, and it was hard to determine if the reason was coughing, embarrassment over her mistake, his words, or a strange mixture of all three.

“I-i-i-impossible, haha, that is absurd.” Vela turned and waved her hands while trying to show composure. “No man has shown interest in me before… look, my hands are full of calluses from using the sword… I like to fight.. and…”

As if it was small, she pinched and pointed to her chest, shaking her head, trying to rebuke the idea.

Asura found her adorable. Her eyes darted around, and he saw himself…

A memory of the second year at the academy with her. The actions made him painfully aware this lovely woman wasn’t quite ready to go further than this. But she seemed to hold such thoughts towards him in her mind.

“Nothing wrong with that. All the women I know are fighters. No one’s weak here! How about we live together for now? If you find me repulsive, we will apologise together.” Asura happily waved, explaining, making Vela choke again and remain silent. Her eyes lowered.

“If I don’t…?” A voice like a mouse followed.

“Hmm?” Asura blinked.

‘Since we will be together as promised… let’s explore her character further. I don’t think there’s anything wrong, though.’

“I will gladly marry you and make you one of the happiest women in the world..”

“…But do you like me as I am?” Vela inquired carefully, feeling nervous.

Asura laughed and replied without thinking.

“Even if we aren’t meant to marry, I need time to learn more about you, but… Let’s say I like what I’ve seen so far. Prin-cess~ haha, but understand I will not marry you alone. I will never blame you if that is an instant no for you.”

In truth, it was just a lazy thought for him, thinking he’d make the girl smile and give her peace of mind. He didn’t realise the effect it would have on her in the future or the entire Silvara.

However, he was happy because he was honest.

“The first woman I will marry is Mu Xue, after all.” Asura proclaimed.

Mu Xue’s lips curled slightly, and she spoke casually. “Oh… yes, Master, I want that very badly~ ha…” she purred with sensual undertones.

It was apparent Vela didn’t expect him to say this so clearly that she naturally gave Mu Xue a slight glare and bit the corner of her lip in mild annoyance and guilt. The feeling was subtle but strong, just a whisper and the faintest flash on her pupils.

The next moment, the princess was back to normal. Vela looked as she sighed in defeat and accepted that fate. Even her voice dropped to the point it became too soft to make out.

“To think… You would speak to the princess of your country in this way,” Vela smiled as she joked before looking into Asura’s eyes.

“That’s fine. I know how deeply you love each other—what noble or royal doesn’t have several women? Instead of making a fool of myself and acting jealous or mad. I will accept this information from the start.”

Vela then tapped the table, picking up her wine, as she seemed to throw a challenge.

“But whether she remains the first wife in your heart depends on my skills as a woman and wife, right?”