Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 114

Chapter 114: A Heartrending Fate – Unstoppable Feelings
“Brother! Ah, I mean, brother, you are here?”

Amalia seemed to hide her excitement, not wishing Asura to see how she felt after spending a day training—she was vibrant with energy.

However, her body rushed to his side, betraying her sly thoughts. “You look so tattered! Did Master beat you for being a pervert?”

Asura could only show a wry smile. “How could she? I am a gentleman.”

‘Though she was more of a pervert, if we are honest.’

⁜ Sigurd POV

Sigurd indeed beat him with a ferocious onslaught after they recovered, but there was a change in her attitude and actions towards him. Sometimes, her hands would touch his cheeks, stroke him as he lay half-conscious and whisper she was sorry in a sweet voice while changing his robes and tending to his wounds.

Asura spent over two days training since he arrived because Sigurd wouldn’t allow him to leave, and each time, he felt it was time. She would bring a reason, sometimes a bath, others a meal, and then they would fight again until he collapsed…

“Don’t ask stupid questions, Amalia. Eat your food.” Sigurd said in a low tone. Her eyes watched the twins like a hawk before biting into the barbecued pork and rice.

“Amalia, come on, try this. It’s really good, and your master is the most amazing cook.”

“Hehe~ I know, she’s the best! Brother, don’t eat all the chicken!”

Sigurd would smile each time she heard Asura’s compliments, but then her face would become sullen and dark.

She wanted to speak but knew that Asura didn’t remember clearly—each time they fought. Sigurd forced him into that strange state, pushing his body to endure a manifestation when he wasn’t Stage Four.

But she couldn’t stop herself. His words awakened the feelings from that year, that lifetime.

‘I try to keep them locked away, this joy and pain… Yet even in your sleep, you whisper my name and our past secrets.’

The meal soon ended with Amalia falling asleep on a chair after stuffing herself. Sigurd knew Asura would try to leave soon. Those girls would probably have stormed into her courtyard without the barrier.

So she stood up and placed Amalia in Asura’s arms, waking him from eating the last dumpling before carrying her bridal style.

“Sigurd?”

“Take her to her dorm. Don’t use magic, Asura. That girl is trying hard to match you, so give her this little reward before you leave.”

“…”

Asura looked into her eyes, and Sigurd felt her heart flutter while remembering his sleeping face whispering her name.

“Okay, will you train Amalia tomorrow?”

“No, I will send her back to the Fenix territory. Your father’s fortress is under attack.”

“W-What!? When did that happen? Why didn’t you tell me!?” Asura almost dropped Amalia in panic, but Sigurd grabbed his arm and stroked his face, smiling before shaking her head.

“It just happened, and Garret Fenix is a powerful man. Have more faith in your father. Relax, he will survive.”

“…” Asura felt strange watching Sigurd’s hand on his face and how she spoke so gently when talking to him now. He stroked Amalia’s hair unconsciously before nodding and rushing out, unaware of the flustered Sigurd left behind.

‘Damn, what is wrong with me!? I am not some teenage girl anymore!’

Disappointed in herself, she grasped her sword and entered the training room with one hundred times gravity.

‘Damn Fenix boy, making me weak, let’s beat some strength back into my body!’

⁜ Amalia POV

She woke in her dorm room in Asura’s arms, kissing his face quickly, knowing Asura would punish her master.

“Brother, what’s going on? Did you carry me back?”

“Yeah, Sigurd asked me. She said Dad’s fortress is under attack and believes he will survive. So don’t worry, Amalia.”

‘Master believes dad will survive… she never shows faith in anyone!’

“Brother, let’s go! We need to help, Dad!”

“…” Asura stroked her face while shaking his head, which infuriated Amalia, grabbing his hands and glaring.

“Why!? You are Stage Four now, and we can help him together!”

“Listen, Amalia. Sigurd plans to have you go with her to help them, so don’t worry, okay?”

Amalia calmed down once hearing Sigurd would help her father and nodded, hugging Asura tightly.

“You are almost Stage Four now, brother. So Master won’t hurt you as much, right?”

“Oh, about that. She said she would train me even harder when she returned.”

‘Master rarely uses the sword during training, and it hurts so much, so why is brother grinning like an idiot!? Why is he stroking my hair?’

Asura smiled, kissing his twin sister’s forehead before tucking her into bed. “Sleep well, sister; make sure to treat Mother nice, too.”

“…” Amalia blushed while recalling Ophelia pampering her and forcing Asura to sit on her lap. She didn’t dislike the woman and knew how much she loved them both, so after Asura asked, she would do her best.

‘Brother looks so happy now, and Master is nicer to him… I wonder what changed?’

Soon after a small chat with her brother, Amalia finally felt sleepy from her practice and fell asleep.

The last thing she remembered was her brother gently stroking her hair and comforting her.

⁜ Asura POV

Asura left the huge white pavilion and headed back to his new home, where more people were to thank and greet. However, the thoughts of his father and the upcoming battle made him nervous.

‘Was dad that strong? I’ve never seen him fight.’

He recalled his childhood, where Garret Fenix would easily defeat everyone and be the strongest man Asura knew. The only man who came close was Glade, which made Asura believe they let his dad win, even if he was a hero to him.

‘If Sigurd believes Dad will survive, then he shall. She seems to have a high opinion of his strength. But Amalia is Stage Three. I worry if she will get hurt!’

Yet, he shook his head and recalled Sigurd’s words before heading to his mansion. ‘It seems that the breakthrough of Xavida spurred her jealousy; if she knew about Mu Xue, would she collapse?’

Asura entered his new mansion, where Mu Xue welcomed him, her outfit different from usual. She seemed to wear a shorter maid skirt, and her breasts were more visible from the loose chest wrappings.

‘Such a gorgeous beauty.’

“Welcome back, darling. Have you eaten?”

“Thanks, Mu Xue. I ate with Amalia. Is everyone else home?”

“…” Mu Xue showed a troubled expression, telling Asura something bad occurred.

“Did something happen?”

“It is nothing, darling. Xavida and the Princess seem to have visited the palace to train together. They left a while ago.”

‘Xavida is teaching Princess Vela…? My wife sure knows how to gain influence quickly.’

Asura chuckled before sighing, walking past Mu Xue and entering the living room. However, his nose detected a strange smell.

‘Mu Xue smells incredible!’

Mu Xue smelt like fresh berries as her arm wrapped around his, pulling Asura’s body close, squishing her chest against his elbow with a charming smirk.

“Mu Xue?”

“Come with me, darling. There is something I wish to show you.”

Asura felt enchanted by her beauty and nodded, letting Mu Xue pull him upstairs. ‘Is she taking me to a surprise party or something?’

The pair’s bodies benefited from their anima flowing between each other, with the pure anima of a stage four devil helping Asura improve his ice affinity faster.

Yet, Mu Xue opened the bedroom door, pushing Asura onto the bed, ice wrapping his wrists to the bed as Mu Xue stepped inside, her form changing slightly.

“Xue’er?”

“Darling, I waited patiently for you to complete the assessment. Yet, I couldn’t stop myself from feeling lonely… Xavida spends every night with you. When you return, you rush to your sister and that woman’s place. Darling, I miss you.” Mu Xue straddled Asura, leaning closer, her breasts inches from his face.

“Darling, please forgive Xue’er for being selfish!”

Asura felt his desire rising as Mu Xue began grinding on him, her body heating, steam rising from her mouth while panting.

“Xue’er?”

“Darling, Xavida told Xue’er all about what you did to her in that forest. I tried to be patient and wait like a good wife. Yet, I craved you more and more. Each time I smelled your scent on Xavida. Or thought you might go to her room…

Her eyes fluttered with a tempting radiance, and her skin turned pale blue, again transforming into her devil state. Her horns grew larger and curved, with black ice tattoos appearing along her body.

Her tail swayed behind her with a black tip, and Asura felt Mu Xue’s hands stroking his crotch, unbuttoning his trousers and releasing his bulge.

“Darling, please fill Xue’er like you filled Xavida. Let your wife taste such pleasure!”

Mu Xue licked her lips while gazing at Asura, her extra long purple tongue causing him to gasp as she leaned close to his face.

“This is my manifestation. I want you to take her first time here, right now.”

Mu Xue flicked her fingertips, exposing her devil form to Asura, revealing her naked body to him, her blue nipples erect and the soft blue hair protecting her mound, already wet with anticipation.

Her tail stroked his cheek before wrapping around his arm, pulling it towards her crotch, lifting Asura’s body to kiss her lips.

“Darling, please be rough and fill Xue’er with your love until she can no longer speak.”

Mu Xue kissed Asura, forcing her tongue down his throat while Asura felt her cold body heat, steam rising from her flesh while she moaned in his mouth, her tail guiding his fingers to enter her moist tunnel.

Mu Xue pulled her mouth away, gasping for breath while kissing Asura’s neck. “Darling, I’m so hot; Xue’er wants you to fill her, to breed her like Xavida!”

“Are you jealous of her, Xue’er?” Asura whispered into Mu Xue’s ear while moving his fingers inside her tightening passage, feeling her juices leaking out while she moaned louder.

“Darling, Xue’er doesn’t want to share you… Xavida gets to spend every night with you, yet Xue’er can’t hold your hand!”

Mu Xue cried out, her powerful aura pushing him onto the soft bedding as she leaned over his chest, licking Asura’s abs and kissing his scarred body.

“Xue’er wishes to stay with darling forever—I want to bear your child!”

Mu Xue moved her hips over his bulge, kissing Asura’s lips before positioning her wide hips above him, teasing his bulge.

“Darling, I want you to make me into your shape so that I feel you even after you leave me!”

Asura looked at the beautiful woman above him, her transformation into a devil causing his twin hearts to throb even more. “I don’t think I can let you go at this rate.”

He was also feeling frustrated and aroused after Sigurd’s torment over two days.