Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 338

Chapter 338: After The Battle – Ruins of Westrin
Two hours after Abaddon’s defeat, the enemy troops became like a house of cards. They fell to the organised attack of the orcs under Grom and Valkyrie under Ignis.

Meanwhile, Maria’s figure vanished into the city. She heard from Grom during their travel, where they kept Alan captive and thus rushed to find him. Nobody would complain, especially when Asura let her go.

Asura left the battlefield and headed to the emergency tents. He found a large tent that seemed more private than the others and sensed Verana, Amalia and Xavida from the open door.

“Verana, Xavida, are you both alright?” Asura stood beside the pair after coming inside. He noticed their damage seemed more extensive than he thought.

Both girls looked at him with wet eyes, their skin burned and flesh wounds covering their bodies. Maybe they thought Asura would become disgusted or something.

“Husband… don’t look, okay? I will get pretty again. I promise!” Verana’s voice sounded fragile, and he noticed Xavida couldn’t even speak. She looked at him with wet eyes.

However, he grasped the ointment and a cloth before sitting at the end of their beds—starting with their feet and legs. He tended to their wounds.

“Don’t speak with that sad voice or look like you might cry. It hurts me here.” Asura pointed to his chest, disposing of one cloth, switching to another as he gently wiped their burns and cuts. His eyes focused on them, causing both women’s hearts to race.

‘These girls are so stupid, how could they think or feel I would find them disgusting because of battle wounds.’

Asura felt conflicted at the moment. His gentle smile and delicate touch helped the girls until he finished their legs after a long hour, massaging their muscles and unhurt places to avoid cramps or any other issues.

Thankfully, his Animus flowed into their bodies and sped up the healing process. He couldn’t help but look away when the girls let out sexy sighs and pant from his touch despite being in a poor state.

“Does it feel better now, girls?”

“Nn~ I feel better, thank you, darling.” Xavida’s eyes still contained some shame after having Asura clean and treat her entire body like that.

“Husband, I need more. My lips need your kiss to heal them.” While Verana returned to her confident self, though a vampire healed rapidly alone, the corrosive venom of Abaddon seemed to affect the magic of others.

Asura obliged since they needed care after his mistake, leaning closer and giving each girl a warm, passionate kiss. Both of them remained tired, so they did not pursue further than they would like, only keeping it at a romantic, emotional level.

“Now, make sure you both get some rest. The battle is over, and we don’t need to fight anymore.” Asura moved a comfortable chair between them so he could remain with both women after cleaning himself up a bit and switching his clothing.

However, before he could relax, a half-naked Lucia appeared from his shoulders and held a jar of ointment and antivenom. Her beautiful black eyes gazed at him like a lost puppy. “Asura, help me, please?”

Asura couldn’t help but reach to hold the thin and sexy figure of this lovely shade, and thus, he would treat her until the sky turned dark; the trio constantly became needy to compete against each other, while Asura just smiled and completed whatever they desired of him.

***

Three hours later, Asura stood outside the tent and saw Maria and a rather handsome male walking towards him while holding hands. ‘This must be the illustrious Alan.’ He thought while stepping forward to meet them in the light area.

“Maria, is this the man you desired to save?” Asura smiled at them, and the pair looked at him in shock. They did not expect the leader of the armies to ask about such a trivial thing. Especially Maria, she thought Asura would become more demanding now he helped achieve her wishes.

“Yes, this is Alan Nelphim, the man I love,” Maria said without hesitation. Though the two had only a short amount of time to talk, they agreed during their interaction.

“I understand, does. Does he know the situation and our relationship? Though I will not force him, he must accept, or I will be forced to rethink my plans.”

“It’s fine. I have no intentions of separating from Maria.” Alan bravely spoke, his expression firm as he stepped forward to bow with both knees. He knew someone like Asura would not choose an ordinary woman and looked at this powerful figure before him. “Thank you for saving Maria. I am forever indebted to you. Since she has chosen to follow you, I will believe in her judgement and offer my services.”

“Mmm, it’s fine. I told her to live freely, and as long as she doesn’t betray me, I don’t mind if you live with her. Since Maria cares for you, you can take the place of one of her trusted retainers. Until you become man and wife, of course,” Asura looked at Alan, then back at Maria.

“Maria, this place is in ruins and needs to be restored. The people need food, a place to live and hope for the future. I will give you all the money and manpower here. Can you and Alan restore Westrin to a functioning city within a month?”

Maria’s eyes sparkled in surprise as she stared at Asura, her jaw dropping upon hearing this question. However, Alan just kneeled on the floor, showing a determined expression.

“The people have no supplies or support, but if you are to offer it. I will give my life and soul to restore my beloved Westrin to its previous state–No! I will make it greater, able to fight off the same threats in the future!” Alan’s eyes contained a powerful force, a force that interested and impressed Asura.

“I see.”

Asura turned around and put his hand inside his item space. The junk he had collected over the past few months was worth a small fortune. He then turned back with a handful of different sacks.

“I want you to use this sack full of evergreen seeds—for every tree you chop, I want you to plant three in another location. Do this every day until the population of trees creates a new forest unlike any seen before in this land. Here are some different flora seeds—if you manage this, I will trust you with much more important tasks in the future.”

Asura then handed the seeds and other items needed for creating a massive forest to them, before taking another sack with a golden colour and a sweet scent.

Alan and Maria could only nod, mesmerised by how prepared Asura seemed for everything.

“This sack filled with peaches and assorted fruits should be used as a reward for anyone working on the rebuilding effort. There are ninety kilograms there, enough for everyone to taste them while the bag will keep them fresh.” Before he finally took a large box, the black and gold features were both elegant and secure. “The money is three million gold, use it to restore Westrin and upgrade Utgard to a livable city and unbreakable citadel and make it an advanced one.”

The two people looked stunned, their eyes open wide and mouths agape. Asura shocked them far beyond what they imagined. The money alone could help them reform Westrin in a few weeks, thanks to most of the die-hard people and skilled workers remaining faithful until the end.

“Understood, my lord.”

“Yes, my lord!”

The pair answered enthusiastically, while in the distance, Helliana and Amalia stood watching Asura with curious gazes.

“Lastly, these potions will help with the wounded soldiers. Keep them safe and use them only for those seriously injured.” Asura handed them a box containing fifty regeneration potions. They would fix anything outside of death, bringing them back to a perfect state. “You have two months to produce results—after that, I might lose hope; it was a pleasure, Alan Nelphim. I hope to speak to you more in the future, but now I am a little busy.”

Asura then turned and left them alone. They couldn’t understand what had happened. At first, Maria thought she might be scolded for leaving her unit to search for Alan, her hand clutching his squeezed hand as they looked at each other.

“Alan, we might have underestimated our lord. My chest feels so warm, and I don’t know how to explain it, but everything seems to have been thought of and makes me feel strange—what do you think?”

Maria asked, but the pair gazed at each other in silence, wondering if the day had been a dream or if they had woken up in paradise.

She thought Asura might be a cruel and controlling man, but seeing his concern for his wives and the troops, even when he headed towards the two beautiful women waiting for him, he still spoke to various injured orcs and handed them small potions of pure red. “Pure red potions are the most expensive type… How generous.”

“What a great lord, although I kept my honour and pride. It feels dwarfed by Lord Asura; we have to work hard, Marie; though I lack confidence, I want to reach his eyes at least and earn his respect.”

“Me too, but it seems true that no woman can beat our lord—I only feel his kindness.” Maria gripped the three sacks, the weight and items within already giving her many ideas of how to proceed.

“Our kingdom’s regeneration is only just beginning, Maria! Let us do our best to create a place our children can happily live!”

“Nn! Of course, Alan… if you would have this defiled body of mine.”

“I have wanted nothing more since the moment I met you. Let us go. I want to take you to meet my parents.” With that Alan and Maria took the items and headed towards the graveyard, untouched by the orcs and cultists.

The place where Alan’s family rested.

****

“My Love, you look exhausted,” Helliana whispered as she stepped forward and hugged Asura’s body, holding his shoulders up. She felt his physical fatigue and was the only one to notice him forcing himself.

“I’m fine. I’ve just been busy today, you know?” Asura laughed weakly while taking control of his body and making sure he did not fall asleep in her arms.

“Verana and Xavida were worried about you. Why didn’t you rest more and leave so quickly?”

Asura lifted his head and found a smiling Amalia by his side. This girl fought harder than most of his troops, yet she still helped clean the camp and perform guard duties. He felt a sense of pride and reached out, stroking her cheek. “You performed exceedingly well, Valkyrie Amalia.”

“Thanks to you, my lord.”

Amalia blushed as she kissed his hand. The trio then went towards the mansion that was being repaired by a mix of dwarves from Utgard and Orcs, who carried the heavy debris and stones to the yard outside. The lord’s rooms were the only ones open for Asura to rest. But he made sure there were small inns in the city still able to take in the people for the night.

Amalia stood outside the doors as his guard, while Ignis would rest until six in the morning.

“Now, it’s time to check the damage on you, my love,” Helliana whispered as she pushed him down onto the stool and removed his upper clothing.

“Please, be gentle, Helliana.”