Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 392

Chapter 392: Date with a spider – Showing the culture!
The discussion and planning continued for several hours, with the maids preparing tea and small snacks during the conversations. Mostly for Yufa and Xavida, who seemed to enjoy eating them.

Finally, after everything was written down and a solid plan formed, Vela clapped her hands together and smiled towards Asura and the others.

“Darling, I’m sorry for making you stay here for so long while we made our plans… I will take Yufa to visit my mother and make our case, though I don’t know if mother will help or not.”

“Mm, It’s fine. I will start on the things I need to do and send a communication to Romantica to talk with Alan and Gaius.” Asura nodded, standing up and stretching while his lovers surrounded him, giving him a gentle hug and some of them yawning from the long discussion.

However, from this, Asura realised that many of his women started to improve and excel at the things he struggled with, their different personalities and thoughts slowly meshing together to cover for each other’s weaknesses.

He admired Vela and Lorem’s quick minds and ability to think and predict things, as well as thinking regarding the people and improving their military and economic knowledge.

Valerie, Verana and Mu Xue were more skilled with Lord issues and smaller-scale problems regarding cities and villages and how they need better technology and support to grow more efficiently.

“Understood, Honey, I will go with Vela to visit the Queen and Mu Xue. Would you join me? I think that having you would help in some things to convince her or at least help the conversation along.” Valerie smiled while wrapping an arm around Mu Xue, who looked a little troubled, gazing at Asura, who nodded; she finally gave in and accepted.

“Alright, let me change first, Duchess Valerie.” Mu Xue bowed lightly and left the study, followed by most of his other women, leaving Asura and Rasha on their own, with Lucia kicking her legs, forming shadowy afterimages as she moved.

Rasha gazed at Asura’s eyes as if analysing him, causing him to chuckle and flick her forehead, “What’s wrong? Do I have something on my face?”

“Hmph, no. I’m just deciding if you are worthy enough to help us or not.”

“Well, I might not have been if I didn’t have all my wonderful women and a lovely wife who is so understanding. Since they are all helping, then I feel a little useless and have nothing to do.”

“Asura, don’t say that; you have helped us more than you realise. If we didn’t meet you, then none of this would be possible, and some of us might already have died.” Lucia’s serious voice shocked Asura because she normally spent her time joking or being flirtatious with him.

“True, without you, we Arachne would never have been able to speak with the princess or have such a wide variety of women giving opinions and ideas to help us retake our kingdom and save our people. Che… I can’t believe I am complimenting the perverted man who tainted my purity.”

Since Yufa left the room, it seemed that Rasha regained her confidence, but the truth about her webbing and the reason for it becoming sweet-scented hadn’t been forgotten, so Asura just let it go. He assumed it was her being shy and embarassed about her feelings being so obvious because of her racial differences.

‘Well, it’s only like a normal guy getting erect or excited when he speaks with the girl he likes…’ Asura thought to himself while sitting next to Lucia and leaning back, taking a deep breath. The discussion today also helped him to learn a lot and deepen his understanding of how small things can risk triggering an all-out war between the various kingdoms.

‘Imagine if this wasn’t just a singular fragmented continent, how many nations and empires would we have to face if things went wrong?’ Asura shuddered at the idea; he didn’t want to live in a world full of war, where a single mistake would result in millions dying.

He wanted a peaceful world where people could live their lives as they pleased. No, that wasn’t completely true because, in a peaceful world, he would become bored… Asura loved to fight and become stronger; thus, his thoughts became fragmented and stopped meshing together when he considered this type of future.

“So, why are you sitting there? What are you going to do while everyone is busy, Asura?”

Suddenly, Asura noticed Lucia’s figure vanished; the figure that spoke to them was one of her shadow clones, and now Rasha and him sat alone in the empty study with boards filled with technical words and projected numbers if they took various actions. “Mm, well, there’s not really much for me to do. I might go train or something.”

“You are really just a meathead who knows how to fight and seduce women, huh!”

Asura coughed, unsure if he should complain about being insulted or accept it because it was somewhat accurate. However, the meathead part hurt a little.

“Well, what else can I do?”

“Hmph… how about, you take me around the city, show me what’s so great about your kingdom so I become more inclined to help you and become allies!” Rasha’s small nose lifted upwards, showing her lovely nostrils flaring slightly as she peeked at Asura from the corner of her eyes; she seemed to be a little embarassed asking him with her caramel cheeks turning dark red.

“Alright, Princess, allow this lowly perverted male to escort you through the capital and show you its beauty.”

“Che, not bad, pervert. Maybe you aren’t just a meathead after all.”

Rasha extended her left elbow, and while Asura couldn’t help but sigh, he connected their arms in order to guide her. However, because she was so short, his muscular arm lifted her off the ground, causing her to let out a cute sound.

“Gya, pervert, put me down!”

“Ah, sorry, Princess Rasha.”

Asura placed her down, but it still resulted in her being unable to reach his elbow, forcing him to lean forward and allow her to wrap her slender, smooth arm around his neck while his arm slipped around her waist and held her up. The arachne princess used his forearm like a seat, with a pleased look on her face as they walked towards the mansion exit.

“Don’t move your fingers! Stop touching my ass… Ah… pervert, that’s not the place you can hold!” Rasha complained, but he just ignored her; the soft warmth of her buttocks and the squishy place between her hips were comfortable to hold, and he ignored her complaints.

“Princess, behave and enjoy the ride, or I will have to take you bridal style instead.”

“N-No, this is fine. J-Just take me around the City and show me your kingdom, meathead pervert Asura!”

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Asura didn’t take Rasha too seriously because by the time they reached the shattered sword, her mind changed completely, and she had forgotten about being angry at him. Now immersed in his tour of the capital, she saw the various stalls and market stalls with various food and trinkets.

“Ohh, what’s this strange meat; it smells delicious!” Rasha pointed towards a stall selling kebabs, which were marinated and skewered meat and vegetables.

They were now one of the most popular foods in the Capital since they were easy to eat, and the taste and smell of strange food that seemed to have appeared randomly in the streets of Romantica around five hundred years earlier, along with the spicy curries and various delicacies but no one knew where they came from.

“Ah, these kebabs are one of the capital’s specialities. Would you like one, Princess Rasha?” Asura chuckled, seeing her childish and innocent behaviour as she bounced up and down and pointed at various things, almost forgetting that he was carrying her, or maybe she didn’t and rubbed herself against his arm on purpose.

Asura chose not to think of these things, instead buying two medium kebobs, not wanting to overwhelm himself since Mu Xue promised a large dinner in the evening, so he kept the things they ordered too small or medium at most.

“So, do you like it?” He asked, looking at her lips, a little greasy from the spicy red sauce from the kebob; various cuts of meat made the curry sauce even better than usual.

“Mm, it’s tasty. You sure know good places to eat; the food at home is a little similar to this, but I have never tasted this before!”

“Well, it’s mostly a Romantica thing. In truth, not many know where the recipes and how the herbs and spices began to appear naturally in the continents, as they seemed not to exist before. Maybe people just didn’t know what they were looking for, though.”

“Interesting. Maybe I should ask the old woman, or someone might know since the Arachne have lived for a long time.”

Asura nodded, eating his kebob and walking towards the places he took Mu Xue, Lucia, Verana and Xavida for dates… the fish store, restaurant and Imperium hotel all looked more vibrant and busier than ever before.

The sudden increase in Romantica imports seemed to make Silvara flourish more over the last weeks. Now, it felt on the brink of becoming the centre of culture and entertainment.

The average person became a little wealthier and happier, the economy started growing at a steady pace, and various people migrated from all over the continent because of its growth.

‘It feels like Silvara is becoming the hub of this continent… what will happen in the future? I still have to arrange a meeting with the dwarves to make a ship strong enough to challenge the western sea. To visit my little elf princess legitimately.

‘Though I’m unsure how long that will take.’ Asura thought while guiding Rasha around the capital.

She seemed to be attracted to many of the items and trinkets, almost buying several strange hair clips and a beautiful dress before stopping herself. However, Asura always treated women too kindly and ended up buying the items she liked in secret, planning to gift them to her when they finished.

Two hours later, the pair were sitting on a bench, with Rasha eating a fish-shaped pastry with a sweet paste in the centre.

“Nnnn~ this is a delicacy from my kingdom! I love the red bean paste!” Rasha smiled, her adorable face covered in powdered sugar from the pastry as she ate.

“Really? Is it common in the Arachne territory?”

Asura found it interesting that Romantican food was starting to spread to the various races, but he was unsure whether this was true. ‘What if… The curry, these pastries were not from Romantica but from the Monster kingdoms?’

The countless tribes and different lifestyles… Wouldn’t it make more sense they were the ones who created this wonderful culture?

Asura watched Rasha from the side.

Since she spent the entire day sitting on his arm, it felt a little numb, but the sensation of this girl who didn’t wear underwear was too fresh for him to complain… He gazed at her chewing; many people gazed at her six extra eyes; some looked disgusted, and others commented about how they looked like gemstones…

‘I hope one day no one finds her kind disgusting…’ He didn’t know why, but while thinking about Rasha, he leaned over and wiped the sticky paste from her soft red lips, feeling how warm and squishy they were as her eyes all darted to him as he took the paste and sucked it from his finger.

The action caused the lovely face of Rasha to become a deep red, from cheeks to ears, almost matching her eye colour.