Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 413

Chapter 413: The Happy Saintess and the Jealous Phoenix
Asura awoke after his evening with Sigurd, a pleasant ache filling his entire body. Thanks to the pair finally passing the starting line for their relationship to go further.

He felt almost reborn, the magical power gained from taking Sigurd’s first time enough to boost his body and magic to the limits of their current state.

The lovely woman herself reached the pinnacle of humanity thanks to Asura’s magic flooding her body like a tidal wave of dense Animus that ravished her repeatedly until she reached evolution.

A beautiful melody of various birds sang outside the window: blue, red, silver, and white. The birds that lived in the Phoenix Glade were all said to be distant descendants of the firebird itself and were treated with great respect and fed the best food possible.

“Nn…. it’s already morning?” Sigurd’s hoarse voice sounded as she lay atop Asura’s chest, her soft breasts squished flat while she rubbed her sleepy eyes and smacked her lips. “Honey… I can’t move my legs well—carry me to the toilet~ please?”

Asura looked down at his newest lover with a bitter smile. His hand slid through her messy silver hair while letting out a slight yawn as they only finished their last session two hours ago. He still felt the slight exhaustion in his muscles.

“Oh? I see… One minute, I’m a little stiff.”

Sigurd’s eyes widened for a moment before her right hand reached down, grasping a hard object she could only just wrap around with her mouth opening in shock.

“Hmm? Honey, I love you but… How are you still hard after all that… I… It’s still throbbing from the last time… impossible… I surrender!”

“Ah… not that, my muscles, Sigurd…” Asura corrected her, his hands wrapping around her waist, pulling her off him, and sitting up. He turned his body and put her on his lap. Her slender legs dangled across his thighs and her arms around his neck while she leaned her head on his shoulder.

“You’re going to carry me like this? Fufu, I feel like a princess.”

“Should we change the position?”

“No, I’m fine like this… but… um…”

“It’s okay, you can ask anything you want.”

“T-Then… can you carry me to the toilet, please? I’m… really full, and it’s hard for me to move.”

“Ahaha, sure no problem.”

Sigurd closed her eyes while Asura lifted her and moved like she weighed nothing. Asura looked outside the window, enjoying the view before they reached the large en suite bathroom, where he placed the naked Sigurd on the toilet before moving away with a smirk on his lips. “Just shout for me when you finish, okay?”

“Okay, honey. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Asura opened the window in the bedroom and saw a small bird hopping on the windowsill. It had beautiful bright red feathers, a long sharp beak, and silver claws. He let it hop onto his fingers while returning to his room, closing the door to the bathroom to be greeted by Lucia, who was rolling on his bed, sniffing his pillow.

“Ah~ master’s scent is so thick… Asura~ Asura~~ I love your scent so much.”

‘I had no idea that Lucia was like this when I turned my back…’ Asura thought to himself, the bird in his palm hopping onto his shoulder, staring at Lucia.

“Hey, Lucia, you’re too loud. Are you alright?”

“Oh! M-M-Master?!” Her body, like smoke, vanished, then appeared beside him, fully clothed as if she had never rolled naked in his bed a few seconds ago. “Y-Yes, I’m completely fine.”

“What was that? I’ve never seen you act like that.”

“L-Like what, master?”

“Rolling naked on the bed and sniffing my pillow while moaning my name.”

“Master~ I think you’re imagining things, are you still dreaming?” Lucia replied with a bright red face, yet her tone was ice cold.

“Oh? So, I imagined you saying that you love my scent? A shame, tonight would have been your turn if so.”

“Master… you’re terrible~ don’t say such things.”

Asura could only sigh, the bird on his shoulder hopping back and forth between his shoulder and his hand, looking at Lucia.

“Well, forget it; make sure you wear that cute red nightgown tonight.

“Ah… yes, master~ I will be happy to!”

Lucia’s atmosphere improved with this, and she seemed to become less embarrassed. Instead, her arm wrapped around his, leaning against him as they sat beside the large window facing the bed.

“Lucia, this little fellow is adorable. I wonder why it’s so attached to me…”

“Oh! Master, that is a Feni bird. Its name is Feinur. It’s one that your father started to tame quite a while ago. Don’t you recognise him, you father said are the one that found him in the garden wounded.”

“Eh?! That fat little bird has become this handsome red thing?”

“Yes, master, Feni birds are said to be a distant relative of the legendary Phoenix. It is extremely rare, and your father was very excited when you managed to tame it.”

“How come?”

“When one is tamed, it will naturally attract others of the opposite sex, the females of the phoenix species tend to be the ones that hunt for mates, while males are the ones hunted.”

Asura remembered being younger, like Mu Xue. He found a small red bird in the garden that had broken its leg and seemed injured, so he spent months helping it recover… Then, it refused to leave him and would sleep in the small garden and tree outside his balcony.

“I see… it’s good that Feinur is doing much better. But… why has he become so attached to me?”

“Feni birds mate for life, master. Once a mate is chosen, they are faithful and will be very loyal. The same is true for them choosing a master, it is said that Feni birds will never betray or leave their master or master’s home until they pass on. It’s one of the several tourist attractions to our Glade.”

“Oooh… People come with the hopes of a Feni bird choosing them? I remember now, the huge pond in the centre of town is always filled with hundreds of them!”

“Well that’s true, the pond was recently increased in size because of their population growing rapidly.”

“Haha, I’m glad, you must have been working hard Feinur.”

Suddenly, the sound of Sigurd’s soft voice came from the bathroom. “Honey~ come and help me, I have finished.”

“Coming, hold on a bit, Lucia.”

“Okay, master, I’ll have them prepare plates for you both.”

Asura picked up the small Feni bird and walked to the bathroom, pushing the door open to find Sigurd sitting on the toilet while stretching her legs.

Somehow, Sigurd looked infinitely cute to Asura at this moment as he lifted her off the seat and sat her on the counter. Before reaching for a new toothbrush. “Let’s prepare for breakfast, Sigurd.”

“Nn~ spoil me, fufu.”

“Sure, I’ll spoil you to the point you’re sick of me.”

Sigurd smiled faintly, watching Asura bring the brush to her teeth, before she opened her mouth, and made an ‘ahh’ sound. She looked at her reflection, her eyes becoming slightly misty while a gentle smile formed on her lips. It felt like a dream to enjoy this sort of normal thing that she gave up on countless years ago.

After they finished brushing their teeth, Asura helped Sigurd to wash her face before the pair moved to the bathtub. Asura washed her body gently, the sponge rubbing over her smooth skin as Sigurd could only chuckle while watching his movements.

***

Soon after, the pair arrived downstairs with Sigurd wearing a soft white dress with frills along the bottom and a high neck with no shoulders. Asura wore a black pair of pants and a royal blue tunic with golden buttons and lace.

As they entered the dining hall, Sigurd blushed in embarrassment because Asura still carried her, with all the other women smiling as they knew what happened and why she was like that. While Garrett just put up his thumbs to Asura with a wide grin on his face.

“Good morning, Father.”

“Morning, Asura.”

“Good morning, Mother.”

“Good morning, My handsome son~ another lady has been made into your prisoner?”

“Ahaha, mother, I wouldn’t put it that way… you make me sound like some kind of demon lord.”

“Tsk tsk, such a shy boy.”

“Well, I’ll take it for now, so what’s for breakfast today?”

“Hmm, let’s see.”

Ophelia seemed to have filled the table with plates of fresh bread, eggs, bacon, grilled fish, and fruits. There were also three kinds of juice: orange, apple, and water.

Asura sat beside his father at the head of the table, and Sigurd sat on his lap. Although Asura was the Earl now, he still wanted his dad to remain in that seat until Asura felt he deserved it.

However, while he sat there, he noticed Helliana seemed strange…

“Helliana, are you alright?”

“I’m fine…” She answered with a curt voice and turned away, her eyes more downcast than usual.

“Is everything alright?”

“It’s none of your business…”

Asura frowned and ignored her. He wasn’t sure what was wrong, and he wasn’t about to push her. However, he couldn’t help but notice the look she gave Sigurd and realised that she might be jealous.

‘But until now she never got jealous, even for Lorem or Lucia…’

“Excuse me, I will return to my room for now. Thank you for the wonderful breakfast, Lady Ophelia.”

He wanted to speak to her, but Helliana finished her breakfast and quickly left the table. Helliana’s issue made him feel uneasy because they would depart for Lyndwrym and the east tomorrow.