Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix

Chapter 174: Return to the Academy - No Rest for the Profane

Inside the citadel was a beautiful bathroom. Much larger than a normal person's home. A male with raven black hair and a muscular body emerged from the dazzling blue water.

Mystical properties improving rejuvenation, healing and minerals that benefited the skin filled the azure water to the brim.

The water flowed straight from the Drakkur mountain springs, which protected the capital city. This spring is said to be the home of the black dragon flight.

Their ancestors, the twin serpents fabled to have evolved in that pool.

"Phew!"

Asura felt his exhaustion and confusion from losing a month fade. The warm current of water comforting his aching body.

'I feel rejuvenated. However, Verana will join the academy one year earlier than expected.'

He felt a happy change now, but before, it might have caused a disaster. Once again, feeling his fate seemed strange.

'Am I free?'

He asked the steamy bathhouse, empty of other disturbances. Asura listened quietly to the calming sound of water trickling down the serpent statues on the north and south walls.

'Does it mean nothing has happened yet?'

Splash!

He fell backwards into the soothing blue waters of the large bath. His thoughts jumbled, yet he felt recharged. He couldn't make heads or tails of what was happening to him.

'Does it mean nothing has happened yet?'

Asura stretched his arms feeling refreshed and any complicated thoughts faded, leaving Jim at ease.

'Whatever the case, I need to look after this small family of mine.'

Closing his eyes, Asura enjoyed the rhythmic pulsing of his heart. He felt refreshed. The warmth seeped through his skin, replenishing his soul.

Until...

Another person entered, slowly climbing into the bath after cleansing herself.

Her hair is long, silky and blacker than midnight. Her eyes are like two glowing suns, with smooth, flawless skin and a voluptuous body.

"Earl Asura, would you like me to wash your back?"

A familiar female voice broke through Asura's impenetrable shell.

Valerie, his mother-in-law and the lover of his past life. A complicated relationship.

"Hmmm?!"

He sat up, shooting a heated glare at her. He had thought about things. The moonlight shining down upon the water caused their reflections to dance.

'She is beautiful. This woman is someone I married?'

Her movements were too elegant. She slipped behind his back with ease while he sat upon the stone edge, water dripping down his tight back and arms staining the floor as she quietly sat with both legs on either side of his waist.

Valerie reached for a wet towel and began stroking Asura's shoulders, softly squeezing his firm muscles as a sticky substance formed foamy bubbles while scratching his body.

"The scent of vale berries... it's one of my favourites." A sweet and fruity scent filled the room as Valerie gasped at his words. Her fingers slipped as the cloth fell, but her hands continued to massage and smear the sticky bathing syrup.

'Her hands are so soft.'

"That feels good."

"It's good that Verana discovered nothing..." He looked out the window, wearing a blue robe. His crimson eyes watched the night sky, wondering if his women watched the same sights, waiting for his return. His hands extended to the gigantic moon as if to cup it like a woman's cheeks. "I will depart tomorrow, Verana at my side.

Thought Verena and that Eastern prick seems to have already headed to the south."

Outside the citadel, the moon also appeared to watch Asura, almost like a silver starry eye. Its massive size blotting out the northern half of the sky, its face turned to Asura as though it knew everything...

'What awaits me in the capital, Xue'er, Xavi, Vela... Amalia, Lorem... I hope none of you suffered.'

Asura turned around to find beauty; her changes amazed him; when using her strange bloodline, her hair became black, like the void. Yet, using her vampiric bloodline turned her hair dark red. "Verana."

She wore a black nightgown, her beautiful body visible through the material, designed that way on purpose. She crossed her arms, pouting slightly.

"Asura... you spent a long time with my mother in the bath. Was it fun to fuck my mother?"

Her hands twitched slightly, while Asura felt she looked lovely, her perky bosom almost slipping from the thin gown when she moved and acted so violently.

"I won't deny it was fun, Verana."

His wife-to-be, who always seemed like a mature and submissive girl, gritted her teeth when he admitted that so casually, moving towards him with a seductive and fast sway of her hips. "Is my mother... better than me?"

Asura couldn't help but laugh at the absurd question. He stepped forward, extending his hands to grab and squeeze her shoulders.

"Verana... If you must know, you are much, much better. So, let's not rush things. Here, it's cold."

He removed his robe and wrapped it over her shoulders, pulling her into his arms and enjoying her sweet and comforting scent.

"Okay. I understand. I'm happy..."

"Tonight, we shall sleep in the same bed. I trust you can keep your hands on yourself. If you're too noisy, you might awaken your mother. Although an oyakodon is appealing, we can save that for the future."

Verana blinked, the words not making sense. "Oyakodon... what is that?"

The next moment, he leaned forward as they climbed into bed and whispered his answer; the next moment, her face became bright red, pummeling him with soft blows as she bit him on the neck...

"When did you become so obscene!?" Her cute face squeaked as Asura held her hands, stopping her assault, only teasing her with light kisses as she looked confused.

"Hmmm?" Asura's body was powerful and muscular. "I thought sleeping with you both would be hot. There's no point lying to you, right? A vampire can smell the desire and lust from my scent."

Verana inhaled his scent; even the air they breathed smelled like aphrodisiacs. "I can smell my mother's scent on you... Your filthy, dirty body."

"Your mother was very clingy and demanding. Why don't you remove her scent and taste with yours?"

"Damn pervert... where is my cute Asura?!" Verana straddled him and began grinding her body on him while pouting, her black hair rippling as Asura couldn't help but touch her bare thighs and buttocks under her black nightgown.

"He realised just how fun eating meat is."

"Then we need to put you on a diet." Verana's cute, small fangs scraped his neck, nibbling on him before sinking in.

Asura groaned. It wasn't like his memories with Valerie in the bathhouse... more gentle and affectionate.

It felt like a couple's first kiss, filled with love and affection.

Verana drank his blood, gasping, her hands slithering down his back as her body shuddered, almost like she was in a state of nirvana.

"My husband is such a pervert! But he's mine~ haha... finally, after so long of trying to get you." Verana quietly faded. It seemed drinking blood for her caused her to become sleepy, like a drunk.

"Goodnight, I feel the same, my little vampire."

While watching her lovely sleeping face, Asura closed his eyes, thinking of the countless people who meant something to him, from his father to his many lovers.

'Tomorrow, we take the high-speed transport to the capital—then I will have a few days before the academy sends an entire force to the south with the Royal guards.'