Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 419

Chapter 419: The Border City – Lyndwrym
Lyndwrym looked far different from the ruins that Asura remembered. The biggest change might have been the orcs sparring with the various knights in the yard. Or the walls that were weathered and grey, now obsidian and equipped with the magic cannons that the dwarves crafted.

Grom’Gaius and his two close supporting captains. The powerful Assault Leader, Grom’Vak and Grom’Tul, a newly promoted shaman, to replace the fallen Gul’Tao.

He stood with a single black axe, smaller than before, yet his strength seemed higher.

Asura sat atop the Lyndwrym walls watching the battles while Helliana, Noir and Sigurd escorted the Valkyrie knights while the men who would serve him in the future all stood behind him watching in awe.

With a mighty thrust, Gaius sent his two opponents floating backwards. Their feet leaving the floor due to his immense power. Yet before they could recover, his body followed them with immense speed, green mana fluttering from his feet.

“So he used wind magic, copying my trick, eh…” Asura mused, while noticing that after ditching his huge dual axes and keeping one decent axe. It gave Gaius more speed and flexibility as he used his left hand to cast enchantments on himself.

“My Prince, this orc is the man you spoke of. His name is Grom’Guyus?”

“Grom’Gaius, say it like you are saying ‘guy uz’ as one word,” Asura responded to his knight, Danos Odon, the fiery redhead who loved to speak about combat and swords all the time.

“I see, thanks Prince.”

Since their journey, the knights would spend the afternoon with Asura and Sigurd practising, although most of the time, Sigurd let Asura do it alone. So he could bond with his future knights and learn their habits and talents.

“Vergil, what do you think? Could you take him in a match?”

The blue-haired knight, a former noble with blue hair and a calm face, suddenly transformed. He grabbed his spear and shield and leapt off the wall while screaming at the top of his voice while Gaius was drinking from his water sack.

“Sir Gaius! I wish to challenge you to a match on behalf of my master. The prince of Silvara! Asura Phoenix!”

Gaius looked up at the wall, and the moment he saw the relaxed and regal appearance of Asura, who leaned against the stone wall with his legs hanging off the edge in a black and red mantle and noble outfit, he burst into laughter.

“MY LORD! I ACCEPT! GYAHAHAHA!”

Asura felt amused. He really didn’t look at the world around him enough in the past. How could he forget and not pay attention to these funny people? From the knights behind him to the amusing knight in Romantica waiting for his call like a lonely lover and this lovable orc warrior.

“Gaius, if you win, I will face you!” Asura’s crimson eyes shone as the orc’s face began to beam with delight.

“Vergil, if you can land a single blow. I will give you an hour-long training session to ask me two questions you wish and learn any skill I have.”

“Ah?! My Prince, really????” Vergil looked like a little puppy as he clenched his fist.

Asura knew Vergil liked these kinds of rewards over money, though he would still increase his pay if he won. That was just how different the Asura of today was compared to his past self before he began to open up to the world.

“No fair… Virgil gets such a good deal.”

“Oh, are you jealous, Belial? Then why not challenge any of the main warriors from the Grom tribe? I’ll make sure to reward you, too.”

***

Meanwhile, from the inner keep’s gate, several women watched this scene and chuckled. The leader, Helliana, watched with a strange smile on her face. “Asura has really changed since half a year ago…”

“I know, even though back then I was just his inspector at the academy. It felt like he looked at the world like some kind of game or rather as if he wasn’t a part of the world, so he stopped paying attention to minor details and acted with a slight disconnection…” Lucia added while Sigurd listened to them with a sullen face.

Although she only met him a slight time later, it wasn’t for a month or two later that she began to see him daily and learned his charm and unique traits.

“Although I met him later, the changes in him since he spent the night with you, Lady Helliana, seemed to have changed him a big deal.”

“Fufu, not just me but also you, Saintess Sigurd. He seems to be changing more than I can keep up, look at that. Asura likely wanted to help his knights make friends with the orcs and Lyndwrym knights quickly. So he arranged this fight.”

“Haha, you’re right. He’s a little more scheming now.” Sigurd nodded, holding a jug of fresh orange fruit juice, her pink lips squishing the edge as she looked to Lucia, who watched Asura’s back with the most adorable look on her face. “Lucia, if you wish to reside in our beloved’s shadow, go and do so. Nobody will be jealous or angry. You are protecting him, after all.”

Lucia’s eyes never left his body. However, her hand lifted, shaking her fingertip towards Sigurd. “It’s not like I don’t want to—in fact, his shadow is filled already with my other clones…”

“Oh?”

“What do you mean?” Helliana asked, tilting her head in confusion.

“Hah… Those girls have a portion of my soul inside them. That’s how they evolved to become so life-like and powerful, sharing my Stage Eight strength, yet because they are part of me. All of them Love Asura!”

“B-But… that means each clone has the same desires you do?”

“That’s why… I cannot go. Like we have a special agreement to share our time with him apart from our special days. I was forced to sign a similar document with those girls. However, they are happy to fuse during sex and dates when protecting our darling. They insist on me being separated from them!”

“Well, if that’s the case. Then stay here. I have no qualms, and neither will anyone else. We’re all his lovers, so there is nothing to be jealous of. The ones with the worst jealousy are probably back in the capital, crying and throwing a fit right now. Fufu.”

Sigurd enjoyed making fun of the girls, who became jealous of the smallest things. Nevertheless, she didn’t realise that she, too, would become one of the most jealous women around Asura. It was just something that would form slowly over time after she lost her virginity to him.

Helliana smirked, knowing Sigurd was trying her best to act maturely in front of her.

The three girls watched Asura, who looked like a prince from a storybook, leaning back with his legs stretched out on the walls. They wanted to know what was going through his mind. Did he feel worried about the future mission, or was he truly relaxed right now?

“By the way, where is Noir?” Helliana added, her eyes looking around with a golden light searching the surrounding forests.

“That girl was running around the castle. I think the maids were helping her choose a room or something,” Sigurd responded while tapping her chin.

She had seen the naughty girl rushing around everywhere, poking her head into every room and closet in the building while asking the maids countless questions.

“She really likes the mansion, huh…”

“Yeah, the maids said she can’t stop jumping into the beds or using the shower to spray out the windows…” Lucia’s lips twitched as she looked through the eyes of the clone in Noir’s shadow.

“She’s an adorable little girl, though. So let’s not mind her. It is her first time seeing a mansion with so many rooms, plus the library.”

“Well, for now, but her figure is not that of an adorable girl but a ridiculously sexy woman. How long do you think before she matures enough to seduce our beloved husband, girls?” Sigurd joined in the conversation with a low chuckle.

“I think Rasha will come before her…” Helliana whispered, her eyes watching the arachne princess crawling ever so slowly towards Asura, even though she didn’t need to sneak.

“Hmmm…” The three women watched as Rasha finally sat beside Asura, their eyes all focused, and their conversation stopped.

***

“What’s the matter, Rasha?” Asura’s bright voice sounded the moment she came close. He then tapped the wall beside him and leaned towards her.

Rasha’s beautiful brown skin and her lovely white hair were illuminated by the mid-evening madder-red sun. Her big red eyes opened and shut, her gaze fixed on the distant forest to the east.

“Umm… I was wondering if I could see our kingdom from this high. Sorry, since we are this close to the monster kingdom. I find myself thinking about Mother and the fact we couldn’t help her.”

“Your mother, eh?” Asura let out a small grin, his eyes lifting.

The next moment, various magical sigils and runes began to form around his iris and across his eyes. Various colours, green, blue, red and silver, formed a beautiful circle with complex lines joined to the centre of his pupils.

To others, it just looked pretty, but for Asura, it enhanced his vision, allowing him to see over a thousand times further than previously; the sheer amount of visual information made him feel slightly nauseous.

However, in the distance, he could see flames, a cloud of smoke… and then a sea of webbings leading to the southeast!

‘There’s an arachne fleeing towards this land? Such a beautiful webbing… I should help them. I can see several humans and monsters chasing her!’

“I’ll be right back, Rasha!”

With a loud bang, before she even noticed his wings spreading, Asura’s figure was already several hundred metres away, heading towards the East.