Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix

Her left hand just above her eyes, with a fist distance from her head, the blade pulled back, able to unleash a slashing attack on either side or directly down.

"Here I come, Asura!"

Without a moment passing, the guards and Valkyrie were stunned to see the princess attacking Asura, almost taking action before seeing her smile as the blade passed across his body; she twisted her hips, altering the blade's movement.

"Sneaky, little girl!"

Her attack forced Asura to roll back, his body covered in dirt.

'I did it!' Vela thought as her left hand swirled with rocks and flame before her entire body formed a brilliant armour of molten rocks. 'Show me that wonderful power once again, Asura.'

"Raise your guard higher, princess," Asura said with a feeling of déjà vu and joy.

"Hmph~ make me!"

Asura flicked his wrist before a beautiful blue sword appeared in his hand as if created from pure ice. Nova, the sword almost as long as Vela's nodachi, caused the air to vibrate and gave a light hum each time it moved.

"Who do you think will win, our lord or the princess?"

"The princess, of course!"

"Never, Lord Asura will crush her."

The gallery muttered as the pair stepped around, gauging each other while Vela maintained her stance. Asura didn't have a stance while brushing his hair behind his ears.

'He doesn't even prepare to fight... Arrogant man! Let me see if you can remain calm,' Vela smirked as she rushed forward and slashed downwards. "Sword of Destruction!" A violent flame exploded from the blade that aimed for his chest.

Asura didn't panic; lifting his beautiful sword of ice blocked the attack and flames before Vela followed up with successive slashes, her steps more confident than their first duel.

He smiled and blocked her attacks in a relaxed manner, trying not to injure her, as he moved around the camp like a playful cat. His strikes seemed to aim at her weak points and places. She broke her stance by mistake, never trying to down her but teaching her.

"Come on, Asura!" Vela cried out as her speed increased. The edges of her armour cracked as a single step sent her flying, the ground behind her exploding with magical energy. "This is the true Sword Style of Destruction!"

A dull roar exploded as her slash landed on Asura's sword. Yet he didn't seem to care as he tilted his head slightly, his body tilted. "Stronger, but you're still too weak."

—Soulfire Blade - Infernal Sword Style

"Are you sure you can handle it?" Vela sneered, her eyes flashing with pride and arrogance. Yet her fingers tightened around the handle of the nodachi, and her back straightened, with her head held high. "I hope you haven't forgotten. I am a descendent of the queen!"

Vela's body shimmered as she glowed a deep red and orange colour. Her nodachi pulsed, and Asura sensed the blade resonating with his soul.

"Such a beautiful colour. Let me defeat you again and take my prize."

Asura activated his Soulfire blade, causing Nova to burn with a black flame. The extremely cold flame was deadly; while he finally took a stance, the infernal sword style was a violet and brutal school that focused on harnessing the power of the infernal realm to enhance their swordsmanship and fortify their bodies through continuous practice.

Asura's body was burning as his sword cracked and sent ripples around him, crushing the ground in his range. Vela stepped forward, a bright red aura surrounding her like a flame. "Let's fight! Husband!"

She seemed overly excited, and the title unintentionally escaped her lips. Vela's eyes widened as she said these words, and she seemed embarrassed but used the feelings to increase the potency of her fire.

Vela did not allow Asura to capitalise on her slip and used his surprise to strike, forcing him to defend against her powerful attacks.

Her increasing speed was impressive, as Asura's body matched her, twisting his body. He sidestepped her blade, then countered with a left hook to her body, sending her sliding back, dragging through the dirt as his fist crackled with lightning.

"Princess, you need to stay in your stance, or you'll get hurt." He lectured her, raising his guard for an attack.

Vela coughed out some blood.

She wiped it away and returned to her stance, feeling intense pain in her stomach where he destroyed her molten armour. Vela's eyes narrowed as her hands blazed with infernal flame. "Husband, if you want to take me, then take me!"

'Too bad, he's still too strong,' She lamented in her heart, feeling disappointed at how powerful Asura had become.

In that instant, her words troubled Asura, but he didn't stop as the infernal blade of Nova cut through the air seven times. Her armour could no longer defend against him, as Asura had increased his power to crush her with a single attack.

Each move was a slash, cutting towards her vital areas. The air within a dozen metres felt frozen, the frost forming on Vela's nodachi searing hot.

Her skin froze because of the cold energy in his blade, then burned from the heat that followed while he slowly stepped forward, not giving Vela a chance to counterattack. Asura's stance was neutral. Even though she increased her speed and power, he could still watch her as though she stood still and didn't have enough experience or training.

"Aha... I lost again." Vela finally sighed and dispelled her armour, creating a minor burst of steam as Asura's magic vanished with hers. The fierce fire made people step back in fear. "Now, I will give you my reward, KYAH --"

Before she could speak, Asura lifted her over his shoulder and slapped her buttocks, "What are you talking about, princess? You were the prize. You told me to take you, so now you're mine."

"Ah~ what are you doing? Where are you taking me?" She appeared confused before realising where they were going. Vela didn't resist and leaned Asura's neck in embarrassment.

He took her into the carriage and tossed her onto the sofa before kneeling beside her and covering her burnt arm with his ice magic to ease the pain and swelling. "Stupid girl."

Vela saw him put a cup of water on the table and blushed before lifting herself slightly and kissing his cheek. "Thank you."

"You shouldn't have challenged me again." He warned her seriously, applying cream to her burns. "Next time we fight, there is no magic, only swords."

Vela gulped when she heard his words.

She nodded vigorously. "I promise, no magic."

Asura didn't respond and carried on healing her wounds. He could easily use healing magic, but he enjoyed the smooth feeling of her skin and wanted to enjoy it for longer.

"These sweet moments won't last forever..." a low voice whispered from Asura's shadow, causing him to smile wryly... A woman who should have left for the capital was now using her ability to send a clone back in her stead as she remained beside him.

"Is there anywhere else that hurts, Vela?" He asked as his hand slid down Vela's waist to the small of her back and continued to apply his magic to her burns. "Perhaps here?"

"It's okay. It's not painful," Vela explained in a weak voice, feeling relaxed under his touch and gentle care. "Are you mad at me?"

"No, just make sure you keep your word. I almost scarred you for life. How foolish would that have been to burn my own little wife?" He smirked and finished healing her before pinching her cheek and staring into her eyes. "Get some rest. I will keep you safe. We will leave shortly."

"Okay," she said, a big smile and a sparkle in her eyes when he called her wife. 'When did I agree to marry him? Ah~ I don't mind... no... I... like it.'

Vela wanted to refuse, but her face couldn't stop turning red until she could no longer bear it. and wrapped her arms around Asura's neck in a tight embrace. "Can I sleep beside you today?"

"Alright, but no trying anything."

"I... won't!" Vela choked as her face reddened. "Do you... want to?"

"Me? Maybe in the future, but now you might disturb everyone because you seem loud."

"!!" Vela covered her face as she blushed deeply.

'I will kill him!' Vela secretly promised as he let her lay across his thigh, leaving her red-faced and curled up as Asura gazed out of the window at the passing scenery.

"This journey... I hope it's uneventful," Asura muttered as he closed the curtains.

The sudden tension disappeared when they started moving, causing Asura to take a long breath and relax. He helped Vela into the bed and joined her under the blankets, wrapping his arms around her as she cuddled into his chest, sniffing his scent, only to feel another woman's warmth against his back.

MVLeMpYr-unofficial-text

Lucia chose this after this princess interrupted her service the night before. Now that Vela had a stronger claim to him, Lucia needed to show that she belonged at his side more than the princess, even if her current situation made her the third wheel in this relationship.

"Hmph... can I compete with you?" Vela muttered, her mood darkening, but it seemed to be her sleep talking. "Don't blame me!"

"Wait... what are you doing, Vela?"

At first, Asura thought Vela unfastened his pants, but the hands came from behind him... a second pair made of shadows, nimbly removing his clothes and gripping him with a warmth like actual hands. "Lucia.... stop!"

"..." The shadows continued their work, causing Asura to jump awake as he felt a pair of soft lips kissing the back of his neck as a warm hand slid along his manhood, pressing against the soft body of Vela.

"Tonight, I'm going to make you cum until you beg for me to stop! While that little girl just sleeps unaware, Fufu. This will teach her to interrupt us."

"What are you talking about—Ah!" Asura hissed as Lucia's hand stroked his chest and nibbled on his earlobe. "Stop it!"

"Fufufu. More bodies were nice for me, but simply more hands are the best to tease you, Asura... look how cute you moan when I tease you."

"Lucia..."

Vela only opened her eyes before yawning and turning over with her eyes closed, unaware of what was happening between the two.

Asura shook his head as his fingers touched her breasts, which had grown quite firm and plump. Since Lucia wanted to molest him, he wouldn't take it lying down; this was her true body.

"That's more like it," Lucia moaned as her hips pressed against his buttocks and her lips kissed his earlobe. "Let's enjoy this."

The rocking motion of the carriage had barely woken Vela enough for her to notice that Asura seemed uncomfortable.

Of course, because it was only her shadows that were pleasuring him, Vela only felt the hard iron pressed against her buttocks, constantly throbbing, making it impossible to sleep.