Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 95

Chapter 95: The Second Time Is Easier – Husband It Felt Good…
When the group of four spoke out, a strange flicker caused the air to vibrate, causing Asura’s lips to curl into a sneer.

However, these Stage Three Middle and Late second-year students could not feel it because of the difference in power. ‘It seems they made her angry.’ Asura planned to kill them all, especially the garbage that spoke about his lovely dragon like a tool for their pleasure.

“Xavi, there is no smoke this time. The academy can see…”

“…”

Xavida didn’t respond to Asura, her eyes dull while focused on the woman in makeup.

Those fools called her Rona, and she seemed to be oblivious to the dangerous existence she just angered.

Xavi didn’t move, speak or attack, just swaying on the spot with the eeriest feeling, sending chills down everyone’s spines, her tail curling into short shapes and flicking out while she seemed to think.

The four second years wore the same uniform, but instead of red, it was navy blue coloured; two males with short black hair and brown eyes, the ugly woman and her fake-looking makeup with pink hair and the last male was blonde with blue eyes, and a more solid build than the other two.

They all held weapons: two males with swords, a woman with a staff and a blonde man holding a shield and sword.

“Rona, stop fucking around and knock them down so we can have fun.” The blonde-haired man demanded with a disgusting grin.

‘Him first,’ Asura decided, stepping forward, his golden eyes locking onto the blonde student.

“You lot… you better leave now, or I’ll kill you.” Asura’s crisp voice echoed, causing the woman, Rona, to laugh hysterically.

“Hahahaha! Kill us, such arrogance! You’re just Stage Two First Year scum. Who do you think you’re talking to?!” Rona yelled, her pink hair shimmering under the ambient light, causing Asura’s eyes to narrow slightly.

Instantly, a figure flashed beside Rona’s body, a black boot smashing into her face, causing her head to snap back. Xavida appeared behind her, her tail wrapping around Rona’s neck before lifting her into the air. The sharp claws on the tip of her tail pierced into Rona’s flesh.

“…”

“The fuck!?”

“Guha….h….elp…”

Xavida stared at Rona silently, causing her body to stiffen. Asura watched this, feeling amused; however, the blonde man moved first, rushing towards Xavida, his sword stabbing towards her.

Asura didn’t care for other men’s swords approaching his wife. His fingers snapped, causing a wall of molten spikes to appear, shooting at the blonde, with their deadly super-heated tips tearing through the atmosphere, causing the golden sword in his hand to shatter into pieces, flying towards the blonde student.

“Ugh!”

Blood spurted from his shoulder, chest, thighs and arms, his eyes widening in disbelief. However, Asura’s golden eyes locked onto his neck, the molten spikes continuing their path without pause.

A soft scream entered everyone’s ear as the blonde student’s head fell from his body, rolling onto the ground.

“Don’t point your filthy sword at my wife.” Asura stepped forward before stepping on the boy’s skull and crushing it with his armoured boot. A flat look on his face, as if murdering them, meant nothing.

‘This way, those who watched the tournament will not put out feelers or cause me trouble if they believe the heir to the Fenix family to be an unfeeling monster.’ Asura knew his actions would bring repercussions, but he did not care.

Rona screamed in horror at the blonde student’s death, her face pale white.

“N-no… Alber….”

Xavida didn’t give Rona any time to react. Her fist, covered in sharp scales, punched Rona’s stomach, causing a loud cracking sound to echo throughout the forest, her insides rupturing because of the impact before Xavida threw her to the ground.

Rona’s body rolled across the ground, vomiting blood from her mouth, her eyes rolling backwards as she lost consciousness.

The remaining two males trembled in fear, their bodies shaking, sweat pouring down their cheeks.

‘Stage Three Mid-level Second Years… how weak.’ Asura walked slowly towards the two males with swords, his golden eyes staring at them coldly.

“Do you wish to die?”

“N-No..”

“Nonono…” They both pleaded weakly, their faces pale white as they dropped their swords. ‘Did they think I wouldn’t kill them without weapons?’ Asura wondered curiously.

“Leave.”

His crisp voice rang out, causing the two males to nod vigorously, scrambling on the ground and running away like rats. However, Asura remembered the stupidity of letting enemies go out of goodwill.

With a flash of red and black, Lumeris Nova sliced through their bodies. Despite them running away, their upper bodies slid to the ground with a thud, coating Asura’s wicked face in their blood.

“… Xavi?”

Xavida remained silent, standing over Rona’s unconscious body, her tail swaying from side to side. Asura noticed her scales were still pink, her breathing heavy and rapid.

‘Doesn’t seem like it ended…’ Asura knew what Xavida needed at this moment, causing his body to walk forward.

However, unexpectedly, Xavida acted before he could arrive, her tail stabbing into the throat of the girl, awakening her as she struggled to breathe, drowning in her blood, unable to scream, her eyes bulging out.

Xavida’s tail dragged Rona’s dying body along the floor, face first, ruining her face and chest. Rocks, sharp debris and wood, tore her body apart before hanging her in mid-air again.

Rona’s face was now pale white, her vision fading away, her lips blue, and her eyes lifeless.

Xavida’s tail pierced further into her throat, causing Rona’s eyes to regain some life before Xavida’s claws extended, her wings flapping, launching into the air before attacking Rona’s body viciously.

Like a cat tearing apart a mouse once bored with playing, flesh and guts rained down, covering the trees while Xavida slowly flapped her wings and lowered beside Asura, her face a little off.

“Husband, the second time was easier… Let’s go home, okay?”

Asura nodded, picking her up into his arms before leaping into the air, his wings flapping heavily, carrying Xavida, who returned to his Xavida—her lovely eyes watched his face while she clung to his chest with a powerful grip. As if worried the girl might truly have stolen him from her.

‘It’s a shame I wanted to use this as a lesson for others. So we couldn’t devour their cultivation this time.’

⁜ Lucretia POV

“What is the meaning of this Barbatos?” Lucretia’s voice sounded in a small clearing of the southern wilds.

The royal knights began their search for assassins quite some time ago. However, after becoming bored, Lucretia started watching Asura, following him and remembering when she climbed into his bed.

This seemed to have earned her the suspicion of three of the Royal Knights, who assumed she might have something to do with the prince’s sad fate.

“Now, now, lower your hostility, sister.” A female knight answered.

“We just want to know where you went after killing the assassins because you were in the forest when the prince was attacked—how didn’t you sense that many humans at Stage Three were attacking Prince Valos?”

‘How do I answer this question well? “Oh, I was being fingered by a student and climaxed while intoxicated by his kiss.” Haha fuck… then I wouldn’t be able to avoid their scorn for being a dark element type.’

Most knights and mages put great importance on their elements, with the four fundamental elements worshipped like a religion. They treated those with lesser types, like darkness, as inferior offshoots, especially the royal knights.

Lucretia frowned, her lips opening to speak, only to be interrupted. “Didn’t you say you sensed Asura fighting someone? Maybe you didn’t sense the prince being attacked because of Asura drawing your attention?” Another knight said, his deep voice sounding accusing.

‘Damn it, what should I say?’

Lucretia knew she must choose her words carefully, or she might end up in the academy dungeons or need to escape, which meant having no contact with Asura for a long time.

“Well…” Before Lucretia could reply, the female knight cut in again. “Sister, we aren’t blaming you. We just need answers.” She said, her silver armour glimmering under the starlight.

‘Fine, I guess I will tell the truth and let them decide whether I’m telling the truth or not.’

With a snap of her fingers, she sealed off the entire area using something akin to the red balls the assassins used. This discussion became hidden from anyone else who might have been watching to gain a profit.

“I met Asura in the forest after killing the assassins.”

Her crisp voice sounded, causing the female knight to frown while the other two knights gripped their swords tighter. “And why did you not inform us or save the prince?” The deep-voiced knight asked.

“Because he mistook me for his dragon lover, and…” Lucretia paused here, thinking about what happened next.

‘Should I tell them? But they might understand and not blame me. However, if they target Asura, can I kill them all now? I don’t think I can…’

What shocked Lucretia was the maiden in the silver armour. Francesca lifted her hands and turned to the males. “Can you please leave? I think this is a subject for only women… I will vouch for her.”

“Hah? What do you mean, Fran!” Barbatos initially seemed angry, but upon seeing the face, Fran showed him. He looked slightly terrified by the glinting silver armour.

‘Victory?’ Lucretia thought.

When the men vanished, Francesca turned back to Lucretia with a lower level of aggression and asked again. “What happened?”

Lucretia thought about how Asura kissed her and touched her body, causing her Anima to burn brightly, her lips curling into a grin, her feathers flickering with flames as she replied.

“He mistakenly kissed me… then caressed my body while his skilled fingers toyed with me until I climaxed and passed out…”

Fran’s face froze at Lucretia’s blunt explanation. “…”

‘Maybe I shouldn’t have been so blunt? Should I explain that I wanted him to continue touching me and how his fingers penetrated my… Ugh!’

Lucretia bit her lip, stopping herself from saying more embarrassing things, but what surprised her was that Francesca’s face turned bright red as she came closer and whispered.

“Did it feel that good? I’ve seen that boy and the dragon girl doing many lustful acts while watching them for the mission… But she screams, ‘Stop… no please… I’ll die…’ Then after they finish, she is the one who mounts him, and they start going at it again!”

Francesca spoke seriously, as if reporting to Lucretia, causing her eyes to turn round, her mind lost, some strange feeling in her chest as this senior knight admitted to watching her student have sex.

“Yes…” Lucretia answered honestly.

Francesca nodded, her cheeks still flushed red. “Okay, I believe you, sister… but you must control yourself. Don’t get addicted to that boy’s fingers or that weapon he has, or you might regret it later.”

‘Too late for that!’

“Next time, try to be more prudent, sister…” With that, the silver maiden’s figure vanished while Lucretia could still see the image of her red face.