Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 455

Chapter 455: A Secret Plot

Meanwhile, as Asura was getting closer to his newest fiancée in the royal palace, two men in robes met together, whispering in the darkness. One wore a silver cloak with the church of the fallen sun’s emblem, while the other was the Emerald ambassador.

“I am quite amazed that the empire would work with our kind.” The male, hiding his face with a black cloth and hood, spoke with a low, southern accent. He seemed to be someone from the southern continent past Romantic.

“Hmph! Well, the emperor doesn’t believe we should judge our fellow humans badly. It is only the beasts and monsters that should side and vanish from this earth.” Of course, the Cult of the Fallen Sun used to have many non-humans and monsters in their ranks.

However, after the issue in Romantica, everyone who wasn’t human was killed in a brutal purge after they lost the power struggle. The saintess vanished and replaced the archbishops with a new set completely dedicated to the cause and was keen on revenge.

‘Well, we only want to damage Silvara before our main forces crush those infidels.’ The male hiding his face was a bishop named Arusta. He used to live in a poor city on the coast of the southern continent.

The city of Peruva was a beautiful city where the weak were devoured by the strong.

“Well don’t get too comfortable, this device will activate like this….”

With a sly grin, the bishop Arusta handed over the strange artefact shaped like a mushroom with a sphere around it. Then, with the instructions on how to use it, he quickly faded into the darkness.

“Don’t contact the church again. We will see your king soon enough.”

In the silence of the dark palace, the ambassador held the item before walking towards the small garden between the princess and queen’s private rooms. “Filthy monsters dare to stand against our king. Let this be a lesson to you all!” With a twisted smile, his eyes glowing with a ferocious light, planting the sphere deep into the ground near the water fountain.

***

Inside the royal palace, Asura was now staring at the young woman on his bed. After several rounds of battle, she now surrendered and hid herself with the quilt while hugging Asura’s chest tight. Rasha’s hair was down, covering her shoulders and lower back. Her eyes were closed as she snuggled close to Asura’s warmth.

As for the man himself, he stared out the window, seeing the darkness outside the palace grounds. ‘It is a shame I seem able to sleep less and less the stronger I get.’

“Well…”

Asura noticed the webbing cocoon that Rasha created to keep him on the bed earlier began to dissolve; it seemed she only used temporary silk that was used for combat normally.

Still, in his eyes, he saw the beauty of Rasha’s body clearly, with her two long and smooth legs sticking out from under the quilt. Her eyelashes twitched, with her face buried in his chest, letting out small breaths.

“Hmm?”

At that moment, Asura noticed someone pass the window, a familiar flick of silver hair dancing behind their figure with each step. “Freyja?” He whispered, sitting up and moving off the bed. “Why is she here? She said it would be another six months… well, five before our bet ended.”

With a sigh and gentle movements, he wrapped Rasha in the quilt and laid her head on the pillows. He walked out of the room with his clothes still in a messy state, only able to find the loose black Eastern robe that revealed most of his chest even when tightened by the maids.

As Asura wandered through the dimly lit corridor, he found Freyja sitting outside the royal quarters, her tall figure leaning against a stone pillar while gazing at the stars in the night sky. “Greetings, Asura.” Her seductive and cold voice flowed like a witch’s charming spell dancing through his ears.

“Why have you come?” Without hesitation, Freyja spoke her thoughts while looking at the stars above.

“I have been observing your actions lately, Asura. I didn’t expect you to go so far in such a short time. Honestly, are you that desperate to become my lover?” Her sly gaze peeked at him with her shimmering eyes full of life and a glistening sparkle before curling her lips in an eerie smirk.

“Who would do that?” His eyes were sharp, glaring at her coldly as he walked closer. “You are far too cruel, Freyja. Even when we have made a bet, you want to humiliate me by making me yours if you win? Don’t forget I will make you nothing more than my dog if you lose.”

“Ah~ what is that…” For some strange reason, Asura noticed that Freyja’s smile had changed, distorted into a radiant and natural-looking grin, while her cheeks looked slightly pink under the moonlight. “Aha~ do you want to make me yours too?”

“What are you talking about?” Asura did not know why this woman was suddenly acting weird. His mind was now completely blank as he tried to process what Freyja had just said. “What do you mean by ‘make you mine?'”

Freyja did not answer, her face remaining emotionless as she turned back to the window and leaned forward, resting her elbows on the stone windows, before a small chuckle escaped her lips, “so you slept with the spider today…. hmmm~ interesting.” The next moment, she appeared in front of Asura, her body vanishing in a flicker of silver dust.

“If you’re so desperate for a woman, I can help you….” She whispered into his ear with a sly grin. “I am much better than the spider. You already know that, right?”

Her hand grasped his chin, an overwhelming force lifting his face, at least that’s what he thought, but if anything, he felt it was gentle and weak. “Tell me, am I pretty to you?”

‘Something’s different, what happened to her?’ Asura was surprised. He had never seen Freyja act like this before. However, after meeting her several times over the past two months, he began to notice a few subtle changes in her behaviour. “You’ve always been captivating.”

“And I’ll remain that way until I die. Fufu~ I see, you don’t think I am a monster, even after everything I did?”

Asura’s eyes always used to feel sore gazing at Freyja for too long, yet he realised at this moment that it no longer happened. He could gaze at her normally, also he could feel her power. ‘It’s still terrifyingly huge, but I can sense it… in the past I couldn’t sense anything and it made me horrified.’

“What’s with the intense stare?” Freyja’s beautiful face, her perfectly shaped and sculpted eyes, nose and mouth almost as if designed to make all men become her prisoner, gazed back at Asura, his looks equal if not superior in some places.

‘So many men would kill to be in your place, yet here you are.’ She thought, ‘it seems you are not useless or a failure after all. So why have you been acting so desperate lately?’ Freyja seemed to have thought of something, her eyes squinting slightly as her hand pulled on Asura’s chin.

“What? Do you want a kiss?” Asura mocked her, his eyes narrowing with a hateful look.

“What if I say I do?” Freyja replied coldly, her eyes now burning with a fierce desire that shook the night. “I want to remove that filthy creatures fluids from your mouth, her taste I will overwrite it all.”

“…”

‘Is this another game of hers?’ Asura was not sure how to reply, his body feeling overwhelmed by the power and beauty of the enchanting woman standing in front of him continued to draw closer. “You wouldn’t dare.” He grunted, his tone cold and emotionless.

“Haha~ so amazing, you’ve really started to grow… I can’t stop myself.”

Before he could react, Freyja’s face moved close, pressing her lips against his while her other hand wrapped around his waist, pulling his body closer.

Her mouth opened slightly, allowing her tongue to dart inside and play with his. Her fingers ran through his hair, brushing them back as she pulled his head closer and deepened their kiss.

‘I can’t move?!’

A force like the planet itself was weighing him down and enveloping his every muscle; even his magic and Animus were frozen and refused to move according to his will.

The wet sound of her tongue entering and exploring his mouth echoed and caused him to shudder while she pressed against his chest, her soft breasts squashing against him as she moved forward.

“Mmmm… ah! It was so delicious!”

After a few seconds of struggling, Freyja released her lips from Asura’s, a string of saliva connecting their mouths, glistening in the moonlight as she licked her lips, a gaze different from before, looking at him with a warm feeling.

“The ambassador buried something in the palace. If you don’t find it before tomorrow night the entire city will be destroyed.”

“Huh?! Why are you helping!” Asura felt angry, his hand aiming to slap her face, but like a flock of butterflies, she vanished several metres away, fluttering with silver dust.

“Call it payment for the kiss, mwah~ I’ll see you again in the near future. Don’t forget our duel, Asura.”

Freyja vanished into the moonlight. While Asura sat on the stone leaning against the pillar, his eyes seemed tired and lacked the vibrance from earlier.

“That woman….” With a sigh, he walked towards the queen’s chambers, opening them gently as he saw Rasha’s lovely white hair spread over the bed but still breathing softly.

“So cute.” Asura mumbled; seeing her sleeping in his bed, he felt a sense of peace and happiness.

He leaned down, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead while her eyes fluttered open, revealing eight ruby-red orbs that sparkled under the moonlight. Rasha rubbed her eyes with a little squeak before leaning against Asura’s chest.

“Mmm~ let’s sleep, okay?”

Asura could only nod, rubbing her cheeks as she yawned with a small smile appearing on his face as he lay beside her, their bodies intertwined while she snuggled up to him.

‘It seems I still have much to do.’

However, for now, he would rest and enjoy the warmth of another person beside him. He wanted to fool himself into thinking he could forget the taste and delight his body felt the moment he kissed Freyja, a feeling that felt both blissful and disgusting at the same time.