Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 374

Chapter 374: Nostalgic Feelings – The Watching Maiden

Asura stood from his bed, the three women sleeping quietly. Verana charged inside after Xavida didn’t return, and she found Mu Xue’s room empty. That led to a long and endless battle, which he barely won.

‘These girls are like endless barrels of energy…’ He thought, looking back at them sleeping while the sun started rising.

Today, they would be finally attending class once again, and many topics and details would be included that all of them hadn’t studied because of being so busy. However, Asura had the advantage of his first life completing all these boring things.

‘However, I don’t remember a lot of it; there should be enough.’ He thought, taking a change of clothes for everyone and waking them up.

Verana yawned, slowly putting a black pair of alluring panties on, shaking her ass for him. However, she always chose the string type that made Asura want to take them off instantly.

“Mmmmn….Is it time already? Verana’s croaky voice sounded as she hugged Asura from behind. Her soft lips kissed the back of his neck as her fangs slipped into his flesh, drinking a mouthful of fresh blood before letting go with an enchanting smile.

“Yes, we’ll have to go in an hour,” Asura replied, trying his best not to lose to his lust while enjoying the half-naked beauty who hugged and kissed his exposed muscles. Her clinginess forced him to walk with her in his arms to the dressing table with all his clothes.

“Uwaaaaaaw….” She whined like an unwilling baby, hugging a pillow to sleep. “Let’s just have sex all day, okay? Who needs to study that dumb stuff? Just pound me, and then we can go back to Drakkur and rule it together~ okay?” Verana proposed while the other beauties yawned, waking up.

Mu Xue’s delicate voice sounded before she climbed out of the quilt. Her soft, fair skin looked radiant as she slipped into Asura’s arms, her hands wrapped around his waist as she kicked Verana off.

“We don’t have time for your childish actions, get dressed before making stupid thoughts about taking my husband to Drakkur! He’s going back home to the Glade with me, and we’ll have lots of children. Huhuhu~ right Asura?” Mu Xue let Verana fall to the floor, the blue-haired beauty laughing in the background.

“Stop being noisy! It’s time for class. Get dressed, and don’t sexually harass my darling!” The soft voice of Xavida echoed as she stood in her full uniform, her tail swaying while her two white horns flickered with purple lightning.

What shocked the trip was that the most lustful and lazy Xavida was already getting ready and rushed out the door, shouting what breakfast she wanted to eat!

The looks of Mu Xue and Verana interlocked. Their eyes seemed to become dull as they both spoke to each other. “Did we lose to Xavida?”

Mu Xue turned around and dropped to the floor, using the comb to comb her lustrous azure hair before Verana gave Asura one last hug from behind. Then rushed to the opposite side of the bedroom to grab her bag, which seemed to contain all her clothes and makeup.

‘These girls are so unpredictable!’

Asura took this change to wear his nostalgic uniform, black and red, with a soft sensation while he rushed downstairs to find the table filled with all his and Xavida’s favourite dishes. What made him even more impressed was the maids sitting at eating at the table while talking to Xavida.

‘She looks so happy speaking to them, but why is her thought process so confusing?’

His head throbbed after hearing her internal turmoil, and he sighed.

“Darling! Your food is getting cold; are you going to wait until Mu Xue and Verana argue, dressed like hookers trying to seduce you again?” Xavida pulled his hand down onto the seat while the maids looked a little shocked and awkward, not sure whether to laugh or cry at the remark as no one didn’t hear their antics from the night before.

‘Though the loudest of the trio and prime criminal is Xavida herself.’ They thought while stuffing their mouths.

“Hey! What’s with this tone? Asura loves us equally; otherwise, he wouldn’t have spent the night dealing with all three of us,” Verana replied while Mu Xue remained calm. The two of them seemed to have rushed down the stairs, signs of scratches on each other’s arms hidden slightly by the uniform sleeves, though she didn’t speak and instead nodded before grabbing Asura and sitting beside him with a triumphant smile.

Asura scratched his cheeks as the maids smiled sweetly; however, he couldn’t favour only one of his brides. “Well, it would be wrong of me not to give Verana and Xavida love too…after I woke up with you on top of me.”

“I knew it! Mu Xue is a pervert!” Xavida shouted while the maids felt like their stomachs were hurting from holding their laughter and resisting imagining what happened behind the doors of their masters. Their cheeks were bright pink, and their eyes were tearing up.

At the same time, Asura ignored the drama and fed both a spoon of stew.

“Well, let’s finish this delicious meal and head to the academy. It’s been a while, but remember not to have some strange superiority complex. We’re just students, alright?” Asura remembered the feeling of being put down in the past life and hated when people who did missions came back and acted like they were special.

Everyone was equal to students.

They finished their meal and started heading to the academy on foot. Asura couldn’t help but hold on to Mu Xue and Verana in public, though he did nothing more than hold their hands and waists. He didn’t like to go too far to public places. It was a matter of respect. Instead, he remembered this street, the path he walked with Mu Xue on their first day.

“Mu Xue, do you remember walking down here months ago? You loved looking at the Silvara sword like a cute maiden.” Asura pinched her soft cheek, smiling gently.

Mu Xue tilted her face slightly to the left to escape the attack, nodding, “But, Verana seems even more infatuated with that sword than me,” she replied while Verana didn’t care about the jests and pointed at Verana who looked at the new sword… because the statue holding the sword was non-other than Asura!

“Hmm?” He gazed over at the shattered sword, only for his eyes to widen and his feet to stop. “What the hell is that!?”

Mu Xue followed, gazing towards his shock before gasping…

Where his old statue stood, Asura could see himself cast with a white marble stone while holding the Silvara sword steady… not only that, but the colour of the aura changed. No longer the beautiful blue aura, but now a black and white aura of flames that seemed to match his flames.

‘Who made this!? Why?’ Thought Asura.

***

Meanwhile, a beautiful woman with long silver hair stood on the balcony of the most expensive hotel in the capital of Silvara; her tall frame stood wearing nothing but a light nightgown as she licked her lips, looking at the marble figure of Asura holding the shattered Silvara sword.

“Fufu, it was worth threatening the queen and those dwarves to think he would actually succeed in the south… Ah, my lovely Asura, you are growing faster than I expected. Will you challenge me before the time comes? I cannot wait… those bastards above won’t have you. Even if I have to shatter the gate to the other world myself!”

Freyja leaned back and grasped a cup of red wine. The date seemed to be Asura’s birth date, and the flavours matched his favourites. “Asura, you don’t know how much mother adores you… I hope you look at this statue and know, just who loves you the most.”

The soft breeze blew some of the White Myst Petals into her wine as she drank. Each tasted heavenly as she sat on a recliner while closing her eyes.

‘I wonder, what should I do next to make him come to me sooner?’

She seemed to reach into the void, her hand vanishing in a swirl of strange blue light, before Freyja pulled out a small booklet, flicking it open. There were various things crossed off.

– Destroy the Cult’s strongest warriors X

– Shatter the Silvara Sword X

– Force the Queen to make a statue of Asura X

– Crush the monster kingdoms so the Emerald fools try to fight Silvara again!

– Give information on the defensive routes of Silvara to the Demon Empire.

– Sneak into Asura’s room at night and ravish him (Important!)

“Well, the last one would be best if his bones wouldn’t shatter when I ride him… Though it’s my first real time what if he says I am worse than those young girls? Should I use magic to make him forget everything, then take his ‘virginity’ and enjoy his naive and cute reactions?”
Freyja wondered, closing the booklet before throwing it back through the blue wisp of energy as it vanished from the world.
Her eyes gazed over to the magical academy, her lips curling into a delighted smile as she saw Asura walking down the road; though he was with three women, Freyja didn’t care; watching Asura was her secret hobby.

“Fufu, it gets exhausting removing the obstacles that would be too difficult for him to endure. If he knew my true feelings and true motives, would he forgive me? I hope he can… I don’t want to fight him. That boy has gone through so much already.”

Freyja remembered the suffering from the many timelines and loops that dragged her tired soul across space and time, though Freyja wasn’t the cause; she remembered everything and all the moments the lovely man in her eyes suffered.

“You cannot escape forever, though, Asura.”