Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix

As the raspy voice echoed, he continued giving landing guidance. Verana and Asura exchanged awkward glances. They pressed their bodies together, tossing clothes around the room and feeling hot breath blowing down each other's necks.

"That's a little awkward."

"Are we going to stop?"

"I repeat, the prince and princess are requested at the bridge."

"Look's like we have no choice…" Asura said while looking aggrieved.

"What should I do~ I don't want to let you go."

Verana's legs wrapped around his waist, her feet pressed against his back, which stopped him from pulling out. Though he wanted to keep going, the captain's call repeated once again, prompting Verena's legs to loosen.

"I guess we'll have to finish this later," Verana said in an alluring voice.

She kissed his lips in a warm, slow smooch, then pushed Asura away with her palms and rolled onto the covers. As she lay there, her legs slowly stretched out while her hands worked their way through her hair to sweep it back.

It gave the impression of a goddess emerging from a tide of the sea. Asura gazed at her, completely captivated, before holding his breath and leaving the room with a clenched fist.

'Damn witch, too seductive.'

A moment later, in her usual outfit and messy hair, Verana followed him, with her steps tapping away to catch up to him.

While walking down the ship's corridors, lights and flashing colours dazzled his eyes as the ship finally reached the captain's deck. While the ship docked, the two came across a few crew members who bowed and said nothing, completely avoiding looking at them.

This caused the two to give an awkward expression. They didn't mind not receiving special treatment, but to be avoided was a little uncomfortable.

Asura and Verana stood in front of a giant metal door, which slowly opened with a high-pitched grinding noise.

Inside, Vela, Lorem, and Lucia were already waiting. The three wore official tabards over their pristine armour.

Upon Asura's entrance, they both looked at Asura and Verana, exchanging complicated gazes. Verana's dishevelled appearance was only after she put her hair back to her normal style, but even then, it looked slightly off.

So, the women knew what these two had been doing a few moments prior.

"Good, Prince Asura, you're finally here. We managed to dock at the port. However, it seems we have arrived at quite the difficult timing."

"What do you mean, captain?"

"Just take a look at that."

Asura watched the Captain point out the glass window. The scene was an aurora of lights, with an entire port that extended into the city. However, something was strange. He realised there were no people on the dock, be it workers or merchants; instead, in the distance, smoke billowed from the city fortress.

"This is unusual," Lorem muttered. "It seems the orcs have begun another attack."

"Because of this, our first goal on the to-do list is the capture of Utgard's Palace."

Asura looked towards Verana, who showed a somewhat eager expression. She wanted to rush out to fight. He knew she loved battle but also beautiful castles and places like Utgard. The thought of taking a castle out of a fairy tale book made her heart rate speed up.

"I understand, captain. What is the landing plan?"

"We will land at the docks. Once we've secured the port, you will lead us into the city and assist Utgard's Palace in resisting the orcs."

Asura listened and looked out the window. The sun was high in the sky, and a long amount of daylight remained. He could feel the clash of magic in the distance, the cries of men and orcs in a desperate battle.

'There is another force, in the distance, watching.'

Asura suddenly felt a tingling in the back of his mind as he sensed multiple unknown forces hidden in the surrounding landscape. A faint haze of negative energy. They hid themselves in the hills and woods, their bodies coiled in a crouched position as if they were waiting for their prey to pass by.

They were cultists!

"Captain, there is a trap set in the surrounding area. It seems the orcs are just here to tire the human troops. When the time is right, the cultists will flood down the valley and crush both sides."

The Captain frowned. "Are you sure? We can't take that chance."

"I'm certain. There is a lot of dark energy in the distance."

"Dark energy...but how can we avoid it? The orcs are not going to retreat."

"No need to avoid it. Instead, we'll use this opportunity to wipe out the orcs and cultists. That way, we won't have to deal with them in the future."

The Captain narrowed his eyes, showing a doubtful expression.

"Aren't you scared of casualties?"

"Our soldiers are not afraid of death, captain. This is war, after all. Plus, me and my women will take the brunt of the assault."

Upon hearing his words, the Captain's eyes widened in shock.

"It will take two hours to disembark our entire forces. You should take a small group first, Prince Asura."

He rarely met nobles who had no fear of death, but seeing the Prince's calm and assured manner, he believed in his words. The captain then pressed his communication button that would transmit to the rest of the fleet.

"Attention all units, we will begin preparations for an immediate disembarkment."

At this moment, the other ships also started their engines, the noise echoing throughout the ports as smoke and ash appeared from the back exhaust pipes. Their doors and mechanisms released their magnetic locks and began hovering in the air.

"Let's go, Vela, Lorem, Verana, Lucia."

"Yes, Asura!"

The four answered simultaneously, following Asura with determined gazes.

The ship soon stopped near the docks.

Asura, Verana, Vela, Lorem, and Lucia stepped onto a floating platform, which quickly descended towards the city under assault.

The moment they did, two hundred Valkyrie, led by Ignis and Amalia, flew down and landed behind them, all fully armoured and prepared for combat. Their eyes focused on Asura and Vela awaiting orders.

"Follow me! Ignis, can you contact the other Valkyries?"

Asura ordered and led the advance forward.

In a flash, he rushed across the wooden decking, while behind him, a steady flow of Valkyrie moved through the dust and dirt. They would arrive in the city within a few moments.

'Hmm, why does this seem so familiar?' Asura wondered.

Verana and the others also seemed to have the same thought. However, at this moment, Asura's eyes locked onto a powerful crimson aura shining from the main citadel in Utgard's capital.

"That must be Maria Svesta." He said in a low voice. "Ignis, get all of the Valkyrie to hurry to the walls."

"Yes, my Lord!" Ignis responded with a thrilled expression.

Valkyrie, in their silver armour, instantly gave off a scalding heat as they spread their wings and took flight with incredible speed.

Asura saw this and frowned.

There was a reason he did not want them to follow him to the palace. He sensed the powerful dark energies approaching the city.

'I have to act fast.'

"Ladies, let's go. We need to stop the rats from their little plot."

"Eh!? Are you being perverted... Can't you ride me now?"

Xavida's nerves seemed to act up, but she slowly transformed into her dragon form. Her giant body covered half the port, and she had beautiful white wings and a lovely pink tint.

"I did it." (Draconic)

Asura nodded before grabbing the hands of Vela and Lucia and tossing them onto her back.

"Darling!?" (Draconic)

"Don't worry, Xavi, these two people can't fly."

"You two can fly on your own, right?" Asura asked innocently.

Verana's eyebrow twitched upon hearing him ask this.

"Hmph, what a jerk."

"Asura, I can transform into a phoenix... you can mount me too." Lorem teased with red cheeks.

"I'll mount you tonight; stop being complacent and go; we're heading straight to the main hall of the palace."

Asura hopped onto Xavida, her eyes shining the moment he did. She let out a low growl as her wings flapped, lifting her into the air.

Behind them, Vela and Lucia wrapped their arms around his waist, holding him tightly and firmly in place. The two let out soft sighs with closed eyes, with Lucia's soft breasts pressing against his back as they flew towards the palace.

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