Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix

Thus, when they reached Utgard, they brought as many workers, masons and trained artisans as possible with them.

It felt surreal for those born in Romantica, a kingdom now lost because of greed and corruption. Vela and Asura would choose the fate of this nation. Though the surrounding kingdoms might have issues with SIlvara claiming this place as their own.

Dark skies and the scent of ash and burning flesh filled the air.

"Lord Asura, you want me and Maria to become the new stewards of Romantica!?" Alan gasped, his eyes looking at the man who was their master. He could have them do anything against their will, yet he gave them this gift.

All they needed to do was pay a fee to Silvara each year, which wasn't too expensive and only used the materials that Romantica had in abundance.

While the two nations would share an army, with Silvara being the one in control, it meant the current Romantica, with little to no soldiers, would be safe from any invasions.

"Alan, are you alright?" Asura asked with a concerned face, yet despite standing above in all aspects. He never treated allies arrogantly or offensively.

"My apologies, it's just hard to believe..." Alan rubbed his eyes, brushing away the tears. "We were running, hiding in fear until you and your wife helped our kingdom and people. Yet you only ask for the barrier and a small donation of materials... Even offering to leave hundreds of Valkyrie to help protect the capital and clear monsters from nearby villages!"

"You only need to agree; you have worked so hard for our cause, and Maria's people have built the town. At first, I felt you would be useless. Maybe I might have been stricter if the leader wasn't you. Thank you for helping Grom to save his people and giving them a place in this kingdom. Suppose I could add another order, the northeast area where no human can inhabit well. Gift it to the orcs."

Asura saw the shocked faces of those around him and let out a smile. "I don't think Romantica can develop without other races living here. As I see it, no matter the people or their history, if they are willing to pay the fee and accept the rules, then... The territory is theirs to keep and manage."

"What would the fee be, Prince Asura?" Grom'Gaius also joined this meeting in a small comfy room temporarily used because of the kingdom's capital being in pieces.

The newly voted orc ruler, who wore full fur armour with the symbol of an anvil on its chest, spoke up. "If it is like the previous deal, we will gladly accept the offer."

"Mhm, I don't plan to ask for money from your people, but the unique furs and wolves that you breed. Of course, in turn, we will trade food and manpower to help secure your lands in the early stages." Asura had a calm face.

He spent the night with his wives in an enormous tent, all of them hogging his body and mind. Now, with these two men, it felt like paradise and freedom.

"Then that is fine with me, too." Grom'Gaius had his tusk peek through his mouth. He was quite happy at the moment; the only orc kingdom now had two leaders. It was something he never imagined he would see in his lifetime. The leader was himself, then above him was Asura, the man who defeated him.

However, Asura gladly gave most of the power to Grom and respected their traditions even though he didn't need to do so.

Alan couldn't help but ask Asura, "Your majesty, are you not worried about a future uprising or betrayal?"

"Betrayal? Yes, that could happen." Asura thought about it before speaking, "But my people aren't alone. You guys, dwarves and elves, have accepted us with open arms. Thus, I'm willing to gamble. Even if you somehow betray me, I am confident I could crush you all."

"I see; thank you..." Alan felt both nervous and happy that his words showed almost complete faith in him and Maria. "Do you wish for us to change the name of this place?"

"Hmm... That's an excellent question, and I admit that I thought about it before. But let us not force it. If you choose another name, then so be it. If not, then it doesn't matter." Asura crossed his arms.

"When I chose to come to this nation, it was for the sole purpose of attaining control of your holy barrier, to fuse it with our kingdom's broken statue to protect both lands from the constant onslaught of monsters and demons." He paused and looked at both Grom'Gaius and Alan before continuing.

"In return, you will get protection, a source of income and will be under the banner of my kingdom. Should an enemy threaten Silvara, you will send aid and fight alongside me. However, I do not ask your entire armies, just enough to show your sincerity. Though if you refuse, then we shall part ways; I have no intention of forcing you or your people to swear loyalty to me.

I have gotten what I wanted, and the agreements have been signed already."

"Thank you!" Alan and Grom'Gaius weren't stupid or moronic.

They were intelligent men who could read between the lines. They knew of Asura's character and respect, along with his ability. This was a man who conquered a kingdom in less than a month, killed thousands of enemies and even showed his ability to transform into an ancient holy beast.

"The Grom clan would love nothing more than to fight beside our saviours! Especially the man who killed our nemesis, Prince Asura!" Grom'Gaius waved his hand and brought in a large bottle of beer made from the finest hops farmed by his people, filling the three men's empty cups.

"Haha, in that case, let us celebrate the formation of our new kingdom and alliance!" Asura and the other leaders laughed and clinked their mugs together.

On this day, a new kingdom was born.

One that would last over ten thousand years, never to surrender to corruption again, with the symbol of the phoenix placed upon its crest. The kingdom of Romantica changed forever.

They were no longer bound to a religion that despised other races but opened their arms and accepted those who would accept them. This would take many years and attempts, but eventually, all the original residents of Romantica would welcome the changes.

Some even joined Asura's ranks or created a new home in this kingdom.

That night, as Asura rested in a giant bed surrounded by his wives, Ignis stood at the door with a bright face, her eyes almost staring at him like a god or some superior being. After he transformed into the phoenix, all the Valkyrie began almost worshipping him. It caused Asura to be a little embarrassed about dealing with them.

"Your majesty, the mission was a success! The kingdom of Romantica has joined under your banner, and the holy barrier is in your hands." Vela, who lay on Asura's chest, could only smile as if she had eaten a bowl of honey and sugar. A sweet smile while hugging him tight.

"Ignis, how fast can the ship take the materials to the mainland?"

"Three days, Your Majesty; shall we leave before or after?"

"Have all the workers and troops remain here to help the locals repair the city. I want to have some Silvaran architecture added, and the emblem of my family used for the new royal crest," Asura told the cheerful Valkyrie.

"So you are going to leave me here with the clean-up?" Vela turned her head up and pouted. "You leave me in charge and then run away."

"I plan to stay here for a short time." Asura leaned back, his left hand stroking Verana's hair while his right hand held Mu Xue's hand tightly.

"I want to create a firm foundation here. I want a town to sprout before we return, but before that, I will spend a long time with my lovely wives-to-be, of course."

"With me too, I'm also happy!" Xavida jumped onto Asura's lap, pinning him to the bed and causing Verana and Mu Xue to snort.

"Husband, could you train with me later? I want to become stronger." Lorem added, her eyes filled with vigour.

"Alright, one at a time," Asura replied. The others were not so happy, including Vela, who grumbled, "Leave some for me."

"Why don't we all just join in? I've always wanted to try a beat, darling!" Lucia added while looking at the others with a competitive glance.

"You can all fight it out," Asura laughed but soon found himself unable to make a sound.

The following day, Asura sat on a stone wall. Beside him both Alan and Grom, all three looked a little pale and worn out.

After the battle, the danger had vanished... Their beloved women suddenly felt their desires return overnight.

"I've never seen anyone move their body like that," Grom'Gaius let out a grunt.

"Maria... she knew things I didn't even dream of... I could barely walk this morning!" Alan held his back with a pained face.

"Heh, I'm glad I'm an orc." Grom let out a chuckle. "Don't they say women with experience are the best?"

"Experience!? Grom, are you calling me inexperienced?" Alan snapped back.

"Alan, it's not a bad thing," Asura added, his face a little tired, but his skin looked glossy and beautiful like his hair, while the two men looked at him with a tinge of fear in their eyes.

"How did you manage to make so many women look so delighted in one night... I struggled to make Maria reach climax once..."

"Ah, well. It was only the first night of your union. Once you get used to it, I am sure you'll make her climax easier. You just need to study their bodies." Asura gave the two men an encouraging nod.

"Asura, I understand what you're saying... but look at how happy your wives look... It's obvious all of them had an amazing night... how many times... no, don't tell me I don't want to cry."

"It's okay Alan, even Grom doesn't understand how he lost in stamina to a human..." Grom slapped Alan's back as the trio enjoyed a cool beer while watching the sun rising.

"Hahaha... it's nice to have male friends." Asura whispered, rubbing his sore lower back and having allies who understood his suffering.

"Oh, by the way, Grom, your wives cook the most delicious food. Could you maybe ask them to share recipes with my wives?" Asura added, but then he watched as Mu Xue, Xavida and Verana sat with Grom's wives, giggling and laughing, kneading dough and preparing other food together near his tent.

"Hahahaha! it seems they already started to get along! Look, even Maria is there!"

Is this the feeling of friendship I never experienced in my past life? Asura thought while looking at Grom and Alan who began teasing each other again.

A strange warmth different from the love for his women filling his chest.

"Fight me, Grom! I bet my Maria's cooking isn't bad!"

"Hahaha, she seems the type to burn water! But let's fight! The winner has to pay for the other man's ale!"

The two men began to wrestle each other, dropping and spilling their wooden mugs all over each other, while all the women looked over and began to laugh at them.

It felt so surreal to Asura, yet he felt a sense of fulfilment... Although he valued power, this moment of peace really resonated with his soul.

I don't want to lose this scene.