Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 91

Chapter 91: The Prince And The Predator
⁜ Knight Emma POV

“Please… Slow down. My wounds aren’t healed!”

“Stop being a coward, my dear prince.”

In the deep reaches of the southern wilds, Prince Valos, covered in cuts and bruises, crawled along the ground wearing a filthy outfit.

Thanks to the royal children being hidden from most of the crystals, Knight Emma had an enjoyable assessment using the Prince as her shield.

‘To think this useless man without a working cock would be so useful.’

“Why are you so cruel to your future king? Aga!?”

Emma didn’t like this male, but the fact he could endure her sadistic tendencies left her with a bitter taste inside her mouth as she felt her body heating.

‘Sister. This man ruined your marriage and future and left you at such a stage.’

‘But forgive me, I think he is a man created just to give me pleasure!’

The prince complained, yet after several nights of her abuse, his body started changing.

His face turned red and panting as she pushed his head into the mud, almost suffocating him in the wet mud with her heavy boot.

“Why… ugh…. is this so thrilling… What did you do to me!” Finally, the prince shouted back in a fierce tone. He wanted to assert his dominance. “My father will never let you go once I tell him what you have done!”

Yet Emma didn’t flinch or seem bothered about his family like the others. She stepped forward before placing her sword pommel and grip against his face.

The moment the prince saw the long, thick shaft, his body trembled in terror, his eyes dilating while quivering.

“F-Forgive me…. Knight…. No, Queen Emma… I was wrong… I….”

‘I want to dominate this pathetic man, to crush him, break him, step on him ahhhh~ such a pathetic excuse for a male. His tiny sliced cock spurting dribbles of seed after being violated and crying for his father….’

Emma’s face turned red, her lips trembling as she rubbed her body. “That’s it, good boy. Remember who your master is… those fearful eyes make me so wet…”

However, her eyes opened wide, snapping to a narrow gaze as she quickly twirled around, slamming a fierce creature in mid-air with her steel shield, the muscles on her abdomen and arms thicker than a large branch.

Crack!

The creature bounced off, its bones broken as she drew her sword, spinning it away from the stunned Prince’s face, the monster’s sharp claws an inch from his face.

Emma kicked the wolf-type monster, sending it rolling along the ground with a high-pitched squeal, aiming the tip of her sword towards the wolf.

“You bastard… How dare you sneak attack my pet!”

Her sword glowed bright orange before a powerful layer of sharp rocks covered its tip, tearing a hole in the wolf’s chest and killing it instantly.

Emma sighed before looking over her shoulder. “Prince Valos. Did you fall for me again?”

“Hmph… I am not useless…!”

His left hand flicked out, a beautiful wind blade, delicate and visually appealing compared to the display against Asura, slicing another wolf’s head clean off. He stood firm, straightening his outfit and stepped beside Knight Emma, his eyes peeking at her body as if checking for any injuries.

“Are you alright, Emma?”

Emma ignored his question before stepping over the wolves, kicking them into the hard trees with a crack to ensure they died while walking through the forest.

“We need to keep moving, Prince. Your father will send someone to protect you soon, so I won’t be able to have my fun… So, let’s make camp and have a nice little bath together. OK?”

Valos gulped loudly before following behind Emma, his face turning red.

“Yes… my Queen.”

“Good boy.”

Knight Emma, with Prince Valos, arrived near a river, setting up their tents. It seemed their dynamic changed not only the way Valos spoke to others.

‘This should boost our ranking… Sister, I don’t know what to do… Destroy him or destroy his body.’

He seemed to become more accepting and considerate, washing Emma’s clothes, even the sweaty underclothes, without a complaint. Valos even used expensive soaps from the palace to clean the dirty things while looking like common folk.

Luckily, the south area of the Southern Wilds was the safest zone.

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⁜ Earl Fenix POV

Inside the Fenix mansion, a muscular male with thick red hair sat with his legs crossed, a smile covering his face, while a beautiful blonde lady sat gently beside him, massaging his legs.

Although they were thick, muscular and emanated power… Many scars and small wounds seemed to damage their beauty and performance.

“Ophelia…”

“Yes, my love?”

“Asura, he called you mother in this letter…”

“Eh?”

The beauty with calm blue eyes and features that matched neither Asura nor Amalia looked stunned. Her hand held the warm cloth and dropped it inside the bubbling herb bath with a delicate splash.

“A-Asura did?”

Soft, clear blue tears began streaming from the corner of her eyes.

At first a single stream, before they collected into a torrent of mixed emotions of happiness and sorrow.

“Are you happy, my dear?”

The muscular man’s eyes seemed wet, but he held himself strong and hugged his wife, who began falling to pieces in her emotions. “Here, read his message. I imagine he wrote it for you to see.”

—Dear Father,

First, I am writing to you regarding many things you might have been concerned about.

By the time we meet, I believe I can reach Stage Two and close to the Third Stage at the worst, thanks to the help of Mu Xue and another girl whom I will bring home during the winter festival for you to meet.

Father Amalia is doing amazing. You can take pride in her strength, and I discovered her attitude is not because of hatred or anger but her determination to be strong enough to protect us with her fragile body.

We finally made up and will come home together for the first time in a long time!

Is mother alright?

I hope she isn’t wasting time cleaning your stinky feet or washing your legs. Don’t let our mother’s beautiful hands do such harsh work.

Let her enjoy the warm summer gardens while they last!

When I come home, there are many things I wish to say and put right that a simple letter cannot do justice…

However, I feared leaving the words unsaid might make our family drift further apart. Thank you for everything you have done. When I couldn’t use magic and you protected me from all insults and harm, Mother Ophelia.

I was too immature and young to understand how much you suffered just to keep me safe from the outside’s bitter words and concerns.

Because of your love, I will do my best to become an Earl who surpasses Father in all ways and protects the Fenix territory and you from any harm.

Warm regards and a heart filled with affection.

Asura

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The brown parchment crumpled slightly before two small trinkets dropped into Ophelia’s smooth, fair hands.

People rumoured that a small silver necklace with a charm from the goddess of fertility and a matching bracelet could protect unborn children until they were born into healthy girls or boys.

“!!!”

Ophelia and Asura’s father were stunned.

“Asura!” His father’s face looked red as he shouted his son’s name.

However, Ophelia turned over the letter to find one small bit of PostScript.

—P.S. Dear mother, you have suffered holding back for me and Amalia for nearly two decades.

I hope you can gift me with a lovely little sister in the future, maybe two. So our family can finally become complete.

“It seems my son is a great guy! Hahahaha!”

His father bellowed with a haughty laugh, only for Ophelia’s fist to smash into his stomach, sending the enormous bear of a man into the distance.

“Get in the bedroom, stop speaking, get naked and wait on the bed.”

“Yes… Wife…!”

‘It seems the stone in her heart finally… Asura, thank you. As your father and a man. I am proud of you.’

The couple spent the past decade in limbo, fearing their children would resent them should they take things further. When their mother left, he felt broken…

Their mother’s empty eyes looked at him as if he was nothing but a tool before she flew away, leaving the Earl to suffer alone. ‘I was so lost, wondering what I could have done and what I could do for these two…’

Only to be saved by the mixture of Ophelia’s soft care and harsh attitude to whip him back in shape.

He stepped into the bedroom before a violent impact to the back of his head sent his body flying to the bed. “Too slow!”

The letter from Asura caused a change in the Fenix family, a small ripple like a pebble tossed across a lake, creating endless ripples.

And this was just the first.

Soon, those ripples would spread through the entire earldom, creating changes Asura never imagined.

“Ah… My love, NOT the whip! Let’s be gentle! Gentle!!!”

Moments later, the loud and passionate sounds of the pair resounded through the mansion for the first time in decades after they swore to wait for the twins to grow.

A song of domination and surrender sounded through the mansion.

“It seems the Fenix territory will be filled with joy again!” An old butler celebrated in the main entranceway.

“True… The Young Master’s letter. It seems he has finally matured, and there are rumours from the capital that he can use magic now. A wonderful time!”

“The first since the lady passed away!”

Like this, the maids and servants of the house gossiped, and this soon reached the towns, cities and villages in their lands.

The Fenix Clan were back!

Their Heir wasn’t trash!