Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 133

Chapter 133: Reunion
“Great!”

“See you tomorrow, My Lord!”

“I’ll pay the tab, so take care and get home safe; you are the treasures of my Phoenix Glade; never forget that!”

Asura grasped the hand of Delta; it was like a habit of always being with Mu Xue or Xavida, so he took her hand and left the bar. Oblivious to the way, the old craftsmen watched his back with a befuddled but happy face.

“I can’t believe it, a noble took us seriously, and even the costs we made higher to test him, he knew that although it was over the total cost, he knew sometimes there are errors or issues in construction.”

“Ah, I once heard the lad was a no-mag. Maybe this would make him focus on studying until he reached the right age. His etiquette and knowledge were so wide…”

“Have we found the lord we wish to serve at last? Us old men with our crazy plans and ideas?”

“One more pint to celebrate, boys?”

“Wheeey!!”

***

In the quiet streets, as the last punters from the pubs returned to their homes or the temporary tents, Asura’s steps were slightly unstable as he laughed happily. Delta supported his shoulder with a strange smile, finding it difficult to refuse him after spending hours drinking together.

“Delta, thanks for accompanying me today. I know you’re busy, so I hope you can stay another few days and assist me with Wolfsheim’s improvements.”

“Of course, Lord Asura.”

“It’s a shame you’re not a permanent help. You’re so efficient and talented.” He whispered before they reached the steps leading to the damaged fort; standing on the road in their white and blue dresses were Mu Xue and Princess Vela.

“Asura! Delta!”

“Welcome home, husband!”

Mu Xue rushed forward with a slight frown before hugging Asura and kissing him passionately; Vela stood shyly, her dress fluttering in the wind as she watched Mu Xue act so intimately.

“…. I wish I could.”

“Hmm, what’s the matter, My Lady?” Delta, who noticed the Princesses’ jealousy, asked her as she watched the hands that touched her earlier now wrapped around the Eastern knight’s buttocks.

“Nothing…”

Delta smiled slightly before glancing at Asura; her mind recalled the touch of his hands as she realised she wasn’t the only woman he treated like this, but why did she feel envious of this scene?

Shortly after, they finally guided the drunk Asura to his bedroom, where Mu Xue asked Vela, “Are you joining us tonight? Fufu.” Only for the lovely princess to turn bright red and turn away.

“A princess cannot freely sleep with a man… Even if he is my fiancé… Mother hasn’t made the announcement yet.”

“Haha, alright. Goodnight, Vela.”

“I won’t give up, no matter how hard. I will make him look at me and love me the most!”

Vela closed her eyes and almost shouted as she walked away, with her hands clenched tightly.

She didn’t have that last momentum to push forward. Vela liked Asura from the moment they first met when he beat her and gave her the win. Her times fighting him in the training field, the times she secretly kissed his lips when he dropped to the ground exhausted, filled with sweat, and slept.

For others, it might seem too sweet a love, but to Vela, it was the first time she became interested in something other than magic and her mother.

“I can’t wait, Vela. May the best woman win.”

Mu Xue waved her hand with a giggle. Delta bowed respectfully and left the room after Asura lay on his bed; Mu Xue stripped the drunken lord naked before lying next to him.

“Xu’er… I’m sorry… I drank too much…” Asura muttered as Mu Xue placed her hand on his chest and kissed him gently.

“I don’t mind, now… let me make you feel much better and relaxed. Fufu…” Her voice became more sensual as she spoke, her skin turning blue as she took on her devil form while sneaking under the sheets.

***

The morning birds sang as light seeped through the window; a feeling of déjà vu filled Asura as he woke up naked with Mu Xue resting on top of him. Hard fluids covered their bodies as she slept peacefully with an innocent face despite still being connected to him and the sheets on the floor.

‘Did we really…?..’ Asura remembered drinking yesterday and teasing Delta slightly, but everything else was a blur as he kissed Mu Xue’s forehead.

Her eyes flickered open, showing surprise before she realised Asura had recovered, so she hugged him tightly and kissed him repeatedly on his face, waking up slowly as she enjoyed every moment of trying to roll him around in her arms.

“Xu’er, I have a business to finish today, so why don’t you relax in the room? Take a day off?” Asura whispered as Mu Xue’s eyes widened slightly; she pouted cutely before smiling with a nod.

“Okay, I will rest today… Just come back early so we can eat together?”

“Of course.” Asura kissed Mu Xue one last time before dressing himself in casual, red and white noble attire and shortly left the room for the meeting.

He found that Delta waited for him at the end of the hallway, beside her two other Valkyrie, who gave him a light bow before they headed towards the meeting room where the Frudette Merchant Family and the many old men already waited.

“Oh? You’re all so early, haha.”

“My Lord! We couldn’t be late to discuss this with you, haha…” The old man named Turner, who specialised in stoneworks and masonry, laughed with his brown suitcase filled with parchments rolled up, likely design drawings.

“Well then, let’s start.” Asura sat behind the long table after Delta poured him a glass of water from a jug nearby and placed a light bowl of porridge for him to eat.

The discussion started with a vibrant feeling, with the old men bringing many ideas that Asura’s eyes seemed to shine, as the people noticed him getting so involved that he forgot to eat.

Delta shrugged her shoulders before taking a small chair beside him and spoon-fed Asura, who became engrossed in the conversation.

‘Wow, these old men are amazing! They could probably finish the work that took me twenty years in a few!’

“My Lord, these are the detailed designs of the port upgrades; the pulse cannons require mages to power them, and each one costs ten gold a month, but the damage they cause is worth it.”

“However, here is an automated version that would only require someone with Stage One level of mana to power them, but the monthly cost would increase to Twenty gold a month.”

Delta fed Asura some delicious porridge as he read through the detailed designs; his eyes shone as he imagined the defence Wolfsheim could have, but he frowned slightly as he thought of the costs.

‘Father’s a stingy guy, but if I give him my detailed documentation, after all, there is another threat that can attack from the north…’

Asura glanced at Delta before writing a letter to his father requesting the upgrades and the additional defences, including the pulse cannons.

Although expensive, Wolfsheim earned enough from trade and taxes to cover the costs for a hundred years with no growth or improvements.

He also mentioned lowering the tax overall, which might affect the territory’s total money, but Asura knew that in a short while, war would break out for the kingdom, and he wished to make the people of the Phoenix Glade happy above all else.

‘With my new farming method, the yield and recovery is almost doubled… This should help make more money from exports, and then there are the hidden mines near the Lyndwrym Valley filled with the most sought-after metal in the world.’

After all, he chose not to write about this in the letter. Instead, he would tell his father in person. Asura knew this discovery could shake the world and cause wars among the nations if anyone discovered it. ‘We must develop our army and defences before it gets revealed.’

After finishing the letter, he sealed it before handing it to Delta, who left to deliver it immediately to the fastest mage courier; however, as she was leaving, her eyes noticed a new carriage approaching, with many following carriages in the caravan filled with supplies…

However, the flag was not Fenix but the flag of Drakkur.

***

The meeting ended with the deal for four cannons to be created, while Turner would use a special mixture to create a defensive wall that could resist up to a Stage Six level of dragon breath or cannon barrage. Asura promised to keep his doors open; if they wanted to discuss, then make an appointment, and he would happily discuss more.

Thankfully, the Frudette family and Darnius’s master of agriculture agreed to test his new idea; they signed a copyright using this method, which would last ten years.

Then Asura suggested to Fredette that he would give them a unique method almost as effective as a sign of good faith for the ten years, which they could sell to other families or nobles, with the Fenix Family gaining half the earnings.

It seemed steep, but that was how valuable it was for the people involved; they used the highest tier of contract and NDA pacts that would kill the family of the ones that broke it. Only Asura signed one that would cause his death, rather than his family.

“Phew…” As the last guests left, Asura sighed in the quiet room before one maid entered, bowing.

“My Lord, Verana, Heir to the Duchess of Drakkur, has arrived, bearing supplies and gifts to help you recover in this trying time.”

The next moment, before Asura could react or deny it… the huge black doors opened, and she finally reappeared in his life… A year early, unexpectedly…

Asura watched as her eyes, as red as blood, opened, that beautifully alluring sharp face, the silky crimson hair draped down her shoulders and chest, and her black and red dress, with the emblem of Drakkur swaying with the movement of her enormous, firm and flawless breasts.

“Lord Asura Fenix, I have heard you suffered terrible injuries protecting Wolfsheim against such overwhelming odds.” Her voice was enchanting; she held a soft smile as she approached. Her steps were elegant but held a slight arrogance.

‘Should I kill her?’ Asura thought darkly as he felt Helia appear behind him. She shook her head slightly before disappearing again… ‘Why? What should I do? I…’

[Calm down, take a deep breath and make sure you see everything clearly]

‘…’ Shaking his head, he realised making Drakkur an enemy now would be foolish. Instead, he heard her out…

Verana stopped a few metres from Asura before curtsying deeply and gracefully. Each movement was perfect, as her body swayed as if to amplify her eroticism.

“I am Verana Drakkur, heir to Duchess Helliana Drakkur. Please allow us to offer these supplies and gifts to help Wolfsheim following our engagement.”

‘What engagement!’

Asura nodded politely before accepting the gift with a bitter face… Delta appeared silently with two maids carrying boxes of goods. They examined it before opening the letters Verana handed over.

“Lord Asura Fenix, I have heard much of your achievements.”

Verana… You haven’t changed that arrogant look…

He noticed her looking at the table and seeing the agriculture documents. He hid most of the important things, but he knew that light… the shine in her eyes.

It reminded him of that dream and his memories…

“I also know of the talented Lady Verana; her shadow skills are unmatched.”

“Fufu, they might be good. However, I am here in the flesh today.”

‘Who would believe that?’

Delta handed him a letter… Asura’s eyes narrowed slightly as he saw Verana bow, her chest leaning forward, showing her deep cleavage; this woman was trying to seduce him already. The vile vixen’s stomach churned with disgust.

His body tensed as he gripped the letter tightly…

‘Helia, what happens if I kill her now?’

[She will die. This is her actual body.]

‘What!? Why? Verana never used her actual body to travel!’

And so, the most disturbing and disgusting reunion happened when Asura was completely unprepared.