Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix

Seven days after he met with Spica, Asura spent a busy time trying to make up for his time with his many lovers.

In the mornings, he trained with Mu Xue, Xavida, and Lucia before taking time to support Lorem during the afternoon with Verana. After the evening training with Vela, he returned to their shared tent.

Under normal circumstances, a shared tent would be unthinkable.

However, the queen, aware of the unique relationship between the members, made an exception. In return for this, Asura would have to train and work harder than any other student to be worthy of this benefit.

Meanwhile, the basic repairs of the city fort were complete, with the walls only being wooden and many buildings yet to be cemented while the army waited for the escort of tradesmen to arrive. Thus, all students remained on standby to defend the city and prepare for a second invasion.

Asura and Vela were worried because several nobles sought to invade Romantica using the current force.

Despite having their armies that were supposed to aid in the time of war.

They expected the students to fight instead, which caused hostility between the commoners and nobles related to those houses in the army.

So, the tension inside the base became higher than needed.

****

"Phew, that was a good session, Vela."

Two people remained in the darkening training field, their bodies covered in dirt, sweat and a little blood. Vela no longer asked Asura to be gentle with her; instead, she begged him to attack her with his full physical strength.

Asura extended his hand to the princess, who lay on her back, completely exhausted, with her legs spread like a crushed frog.

"Really? But you always look so happy when we fight." Asura replied, while stepping closer, his face calm and lacking the sweat of Vela.

"That's because of the excitement! Who would not be excited if they were fighting such a powerful man?"

"So you have a weird fetish?" Asura asked while leaning down and grasping Vela's waist. He found her current position quite appealing, but they both needed a shower. So he lifted her over his shoulder, enjoying the feeling of her breasts on his back while gripping her thighs.

"Kya, don't carry me like this!? Hey!" Vela pushed her chest forward, trying to use her hands to hide her ass as her skirt slipped up her thighs while her head blushed red from shame.

"Just relax. This position is splendid. It allows me to massage your thighs to remove pain and avoid cramps." Asura replied, running his hands up her thighs and massaging around her ass with a smile.

"How can I relax when you are touching me like this!? Now, who has the bad fetish!" She kept blushing while putting up a struggle, yet in the end, she gave in when she felt the warmth of his magic flowing through her body; the wounds that hurt just moments ago healed faster than a normal healing spell.

"Thank you." Vela's words came out weakly and shyly, like a schoolgirl embarrassed to reveal her affection.

"Anytime. Let's have a nice bath. I think Verana prepared one for us."

"Okay..." She did not continue talking while being carried out on the training grounds, causing some people to give them strange looks before realising she was the princess, and they soon turned away while the girls gave her looks of envy.

Even though her mind told her to escape the shame, her body refused to move.

It was then that Vela suddenly asked a question that surprised Asura because he rarely heard these kinds of questions: "Why haven't you made love to Verana yet? She helps us learn what you like and how you like things, but I have never seen you both do anything together."

After a short while of thought, Asura replied, "I never thought about it. Verana does not want to."

"How can you say that? I'm sure she is just embarrassed, not unwilling."

'I know she is dying to do it. We know each other's bodies too well.'

However, he didn't want to discuss other women's issues behind their backs and instead acted a little dense: "Hmm, I'll ask her next time we are alone."

"You better! I think Verana may be a little too shy," Vela spoke while glancing at Asura. "The fact you've not laid eyes on anyone else, despite the number of women available here, is amazing. Maybe you are reaching your limits?"

With a loud smack, Asura spanked the princess before he started running while carrying her. His movements were so quick that people would only see a blur pass them before Vela's scream echoed through the sky.

"T-t-that hurt! Why did you do that!?"

"Just payback for the way you talked, and let's get cleaned up!"

****

Asura, Vela and Verana stood facing each other outside the makeshift bathhouse that Lorem helped create for them, watching each other with serious expressions.

It was the perfect place for all of them to clean themselves without shame.

Yet, maybe because of the conversation a moment ago, Vela became too shy to undress before Verana, who stood with her beautiful body exposed while leaning against Asura's right arm with a sultry gaze.

"Princess, are you not going to join us?"

Vela blinked and looked down at her feet with a deep blush.

'She looks so sexy standing there... I guess I have no choice!'

Asura leaned over and untied the fabric around her breasts, allowing it to fall to the ground.

The cold air hit her nipples, causing them to rise quickly, making her gasp while Asura leaned closer. His hand slipped inside her skirt and unfastened the binder, his fingertips stroking her silver forest, causing Vela's legs to tremble and her hands to grip his wrist.

"Asura, stop... don't do it here!" Vela's low voice sounded as she peeked at the naked Verana, her exposed black forest and perfect curves a testament to her feminine beauty.

"Why?" He replied while lifting the hook and popping open her waistband, letting it drop to the ground, revealing a black thong made of string that barely hid her private place. "Aren't we all lovers?"

"But..." Vela's eyes rose, her amber orbs filled with doubt while her lips quivered with a sense of embarrassment.

It seemed she felt guilty towards Verana, so Asura could only smile as his right hand wrapped around Verana and pulled them both towards him as they entered the bathing room.

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Vela could only yelp as his skilled fingertips unfastened the string of her underwear, leaving her completely exposed.

He kissed Verana's forehead before grabbing Vela's arm and pulling her into his embrace. Their bodies were warm as the hot water filled the tub.

"Not again, Asura. I'm so sore," Vela pleaded and tried to escape, yet she forgot about Verana's presence and suddenly turned bright red as she revealed that last night she slept with him.

Her eyes peeked towards Verana, but there wasn't any concern on her face. Instead, she lathered some shampoo and started washing Asura's glossy hair.

"..."

"Verana, what news do you have from your information network?"

"You mean my mothers, right?"

The territory of Drakkur trained various monsters and strange races to perform spy activities. Sometimes, humans turned into Vampire hosts completely loyal to the Darkkur family, but that was rare and only in times of emergency.

"Eh?" Vela looked at the two, her future husband leaning comfortably against the breasts of another woman, who smiled and gently washed his hair.

The scene looked so comfortable and relaxed that she realised what Asura meant earlier about Verana.

"The council of Romantica wants to continue the conflict. They sent several of their lords to reinforce the north, especially Lundberg and Lumen."

"So the bastards still want to fight; what is the queen and knight commander's opinion?" Asura's voice grew harsh while Vela looked down at her reflection in the water with a troubled expression.

The fact they spoke of things she, the princess, didn't know seemed to spark something inside her, making her eyes glisten with a sharp light. Her ears listening to each detail, it seemed Vela would soon contact the Valkyrie knights as her mother predicted from this battle. Her mother was using this battle to hone her daughter as the next queen.

Asura and many of the women beside him knew this, and each was taking their role to help her take those steps, while Asura just enjoyed teasing his cute princess wife.

'Those are some good eyes, Vela. I look forward to what actions you take. It's always something I never expect.'

"I think so, but at least the conflict has reduced in other places. There is also word that the orcs from the east have sailed to the western coast, though I might need a few days to confirm this. Something made them stop attacking Lyndwrym and change targets to Westrin."

"That is worrying news, Verana. It seems more complicated than I originally thought."

"You might be right. I have received an invitation from my mother for you to assume command of our Raven knights, the combat division of the Darkkur spy bureau, although that is only temporary. I think she wants to test your calibre; rather, my mother used to join them in battle, so I have a bad feeling..."

"What, you think your mother will come here in that lewd plate armour and tight leather to seduce me again?"

"Don't joke! I swear she'll try to, then I'll kill you!"

"Hehe... how about we have a battle tonight? I'll make you remember how to scream my name."

".... Not in front of others. It's embarrassing!"

"Eh!?"

For the first time, Vela saw Verana, the Raven beauty known for her hard face and dark aura, blush and show the face of a girl in love. "She's just like me, like us?" Vela whispered, watching Asura and Verena playing with each other.

"Princess Vela, it's best you keep Asura close. My mother is not a woman who is easily tied down. Also, since her true love could not marry her, I'm sure she has been lusting for a certain young man ever since."

'Well, I am that true love too...'

However, Asura remained silent in that regard; only he knew about the truth of Verana's past life, which caused his heart to ache whenever he thought about it.

"Asura, let's prepare ourselves for the worst. Either Romantica will push north, or the order to attack them will come knowing of the orcs attacking their eastern coast."

Verana tried to straighten her face, with her legs wrapped around Asura's waist, squeezing him with both arms, holding the edge of the tall stone bath.

"I agree. Both options would make little sense because it will affect both sides. Still, we can't deny the possibility."

"You both are right. There must be more to this story. There were sightings of a gigantic winged serpent in the central plains of Romantica near the capital, but the agents felt the danger of death and couldn't investigate more. What if it's linked to the cult?"

'... It's that woman!'

The two glanced at Asura, who suddenly seemed sullen, while Verana hugged his chest and sat on his lap. "Then, the cult is definitely moving or preparing to make its move..."

Vela could only listen to their conversation. Somehow, she felt they might be speaking now for her benefit, but she couldn't tell for sure.

She knew little about the mysterious group, but she could guess they were Silvara's enemies just from the slight change in Asura's face, his slight grimace and frown despite their recent success in reclaiming the South.

The battle with Romantica might become much worse rather than reaching an ending.