Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 61

Dear Sister – Are You Well?
Asura was sitting on the edge of his bed after returning last night.

Xavida and Mu Xue got extremely excited and ended up having a sleepover. Now both were sleeping on her bed, completely knocked out as the brilliant sun rose as if to burn away all the doubts and worries within his heart.

‘Because of me… they cancelled my second week of training, and now, ten days before the assessment, there is a feeling of missing out.’

Asura felt she was just using him as an excuse to laze around, but then he remembered how the atmosphere Lorem showed in public differed from her private face—the fact that she built those machines and the lazy shirt and pants.

‘I bet she was more of a science girl than a warrior forced to change and become both.’

However, from today, Lucretia will help with our training alongside Lorem, as they are both free during most of the day. Despite being instructors, they both have special permission because they are royal knights.

‘It still seems strange… Lorem, are you putting personal feelings before your duty?’

‘Why is that old man teaching your class so you can train me, Xavida, Mu Xue and the princess?..’

“Never mind,” Asura whispered to himself.

He changed into the warm black and red academy uniform while watching the two girls sleep before heading towards the training grounds that Lorem had permitted them to use with her pass.

The small pass was a silver and black card with the logo for Silvara on the front with “Class 1” Royal Knight identification added to it.

‘I wonder if she can offer people this card… It reminds me of something.’

‘Even though I could show my potential, there hasn’t been contact with my sister…’

Slowly, he passed through the western corridors close to the sword saintess’s abode, where she taught the most prestigious students who were talented in either magic or the sword, and they were usually exempt from the usual tournaments and assessments.

They seeded those ranked in the top five members. So they would only fight those who ranked in the top ten once.

The academy would give the top ten students two bonuses: a monthly wage of ten gold coins and the second was free access to the training rooms and monster pens where they could fight and gain valuable experience against actual monsters.

‘I was aiming for the second reward, but the top three also gained the ability to leave the academy on weekends, allowing them to register with the adventuring guild, hunt monsters for more income and buy their weapons.’

His pace increased, and he reached the smaller but more clean and exquisite training area from a distance. There was the sound of someone training with their sword and the sound of the automatic dummies powered by magic and strange monster parts.

The loud echoes of the person’s fight were like thunder striking the ground as their blade and fists seemed to collide with the heavy wooden dummies.

“I wonder who is training with such heavy blows and the sound of wind… a deadly hurricane that tears apart anything it touches… A little nostalgic.”

Opening the door, he saw someone that Asura would never have expected to be here…

No, he was the one who shouldn’t be here, and he knew it.

‘That reminds me…’

‘My sister came first in the first year and beat the princess after she fully entered the third stage, using her powerful earth manifestation, but she could still not crush my sister.’

“Amalia…”

Like a dove fluttering her pale wings of wind across the air, she held her blade in one hand, eyes closed, while her petite body sliced the sky as if there was no weight to her weapon.

The moment he blinked, someone cut down over seven dummies.

With each strike, her concentrated magic gale for the blade would slice three times following the first attack.

‘Even now, you are this powerful and working so hard alone? Amalia…. your brother is here to prove he isn’t worthless.’

‘My beautiful and brittle sister.’

‘I will make you look up to me and seek my protection this time… I will be the rock that stops you from breaking.’

“Who’s there?” An ethereal voice, like a fairy of wind speaking from the skies of a mystical forest. My lovely sister’s voice sounded, but her body had already moved to confront the intruder.

“My sister…” Help me show my skills and that I am not useless, Nova.

Like a violent cheetah racing through the savannah to pounce on her prey, my sister’s blade and four wind blades were baring down on my body, while the beautiful blue blade of Nova slipped through my hands as I exploded with the complete power of my devil arts.

‘I could see it. The look in her eyes didn’t see a brother or a human but an enemy that disturbed her training routine.’

‘Let brother teach you to be more accepting of others, to have a more gentle look!’

Asura’s eyes glowed as his body exploded with the aura of a Devil and dragon, causing Amalia to pause momentarily as the pressure made her realise something.

That he was not a mere intruder.

As her second hand grasped the sword, her wind blades increased to seven!

‘Come at me, Amalia! Let me taste the future power of the sword saintess while I show you the strength of my Devil Sword Arts!’

With Nova in his right hand, Asura’s body exploded with the complete power of his Devil arts, allowing him to move forward to greet my sister’s blade!

“Show me your strongest wind blades, Amalia!”

The moment his voice sounded, their blades clashed, one with graceful wind, followed by seven rapid slashing combo hits, the other a blazing blue blade fierce with huge flames and explosive power like a dominating Devil determining this was his world.

The sound of their blades was like a storm raging between heaven and earth. Amalia’s eyes widened as Asura blocked all her attacks and pushed her back.

He felt shame and inferior to her for all those years, able to do nothing.

However, deep in his heart… There was a sense of pride. A useless, no-mag, abandoned, unwanted, betrayed, laughed at, mocked and left in a pit of despair. That no-mag had cut the cheek of the future sword saintess with just his sword!

HE filled his blade with emotions that Nova responded to as the flames grew stronger!

Amalia’s eyes trembled as she realized that Asura’s devil arts were far beyond what a first-year normal student should have. So, she responded not as a sister but as the sword saintess candidate.

“Please… protect your body! Don’t think about breaking this attack with that puny flame.”

Asura felt tremendous tension.

Although his twin sister’s power and density were lower than those of the rock monster from the other day, the amount and density of her magic were beyond Mu Xue, Xavida, and even the princess.

It felt like she piled heavy rocks on his back as he held his blade up high; now, his left arm was black with dragon scales and red runes, while the right arm was white with the devouring sphere…

Unconsciously, his body entered the second stage of his liberacíon skill.

“Brother… you’ve become strong…” A whisper that only her heart could hear.

⟪End Break – Stage I⟫

With a click, her sword began swirling with powerful purple energy, and a reading storm of wind and fire engulfed Amalia’s entire body as she vanished from his sight!

“Wind Step: Storm Ruler!”

Asura felt a terrifying sensation as his instincts screamed for him to dodge!

“Nova, please help me survive this!”

When he said that Nova’s flames exploded with a blue colour, his body moved faster than before! But it wasn’t enough… as the huge energy blade of his sister slammed down.

An explosion of wind and fire erupted, and Asura felt like the heavens were crushing him as his sister’s magic blade exploded with the power of a typhoon!

Asura felt his body being blown back as Nova cracked. The wind blade damaged Nova, causing the flames to grow weaker before she faded and returned to his spirit world. Then his body slammed into the wall, causing it to crack—his body felt like a mountain hit it!

“Now, now, Amalia~,”

A beautiful woman with blue hair stepped out, her hand touching the flames of Amalia, causing them to vanish instantly, and several flashes of light as Amalia’s body flew out, cut six times, blood spurting from her wounds as she dropped to the ground gasping… But she didn’t scream, moan or show her suffering…

“You took a strike from this boy… this is your punishment.”

“Boy… Oh? This handsome face… it looks like her… interesting. I’ve changed my mind.”

Her eyes were like torches, as if able to see through everything.

“I see you are her brother… good work, since you are talented, I will offer you tips on the sword as you seem only able to swing with power and destruction… A lucky family… two talented twins…”

She turned around before vanishing.

“Come back tomorrow at the same time; I will teach you for the next ten days…. weren’t twins meant to be a sign of calamity in a family… strange….”