HPDBC Chapter 295: Preparing for War I - Asura and his army of Valkyrie
Chapter 295: Preparing for War I - Asura and his army of Valkyrie
"I want to help repair the castle..." Asura said while walking along the beautiful corridor. He looked through the window towards the eastern tower, now in ruins—the tower was only metres from the former cathedral where he married Vela only yesterday.
"Eh? Don't you want to go grab a delightful meal with me, darling?" Valerie asked in a sweet voice.
"Nn, that sounds nice, but the kingdom is in shambles while the castle looks like this."
"I will help you, my love." Verana gave a soft smile while winking at Mu Xue, who seemed to become spurred by Verana's interest.
"Me too, Asura. Let me help you." She clung to his arm further and rubbed her bosom against him.
Asura looked around while walking, wondering if he could find the chance to repair it all. His eyes noticed dozens of servants and commoners already using their weak magic to help rebuild and clear the rubble.
'I can help with the rubble. This will save them a lot of time.'
He had a thought.
'...'
The surrounding rubble hovered. Stones tapped the ground while he lifted his arm, drifting it towards the pile. People crushed them and reformed them back into pristine white bricks, merging them with dense magic and metals that absorbed elemental magic.
Thanks to Vela, his earth manipulation became stronger each day.
He didn't want to frighten anyone by suddenly hovering over rubble, so he walked forward, following the rubble, and showed everyone he was performing the magic.
"Hello, sorry. I wish to help you."
"Your Highness!?"
"P-Prince Asura!"
Many of the commoners looked in shock, although the newly crowned prince seemed stunned that he would help them.
"Why are you all so surprised? You're working hard while I have much more magic than you since you work so hard for our kingdom. Let the kingdom work hard for you in return!" He smiled.
Asura approached and began lifting the rubble into the air before crushing the broken bricks into a reusable powder.
After his display, Verana and Mu Xue followed him, with Xue forming a long ice strip, and Verana used hundreds of shadowy hands to grasp the excess rocks and slide them across the frost path formed by Mu Xue.
Despite being rivals, their teamwork was amazing. Vela and Xavida used her dragon's body, loading Xavida's back with the heavier rocks, while Vela used her magic to break down the rocks and form them into objects easier to hold or move.
Through an insignificant gesture, the crowd of several hundred commoners changed from a miserable face, fearing the future and hating this tough job, now helped by Asura, Vela and the other women all helping each other to impress Asura the most.
"Even the princess is helping!"
Vela's first moment as their crown princess, hundreds of commoners, warriors, mages and nobles all knelt as she stood in front of the shining citadel, the radiance causing her to glow in beauty.
"Don't be shy, my lovely wife," Asura whispered, clutching her hand tight. "We can only hope to have a kingdom worthy of our future children. They deserve a kingdom without ruin."
"Husband..."
She trembled at his words and nodded. She stepped forward with Asura, her silver hair gently fluttering in the wind.
"My people, as your princess, I am honoured by the effort you all have given." She waved her hand in a commanding yet elegant movement. "It is a little too soon to crown me queen, but I promise you all. I will give you a future as splendid as this citadel! The dimming light of Silvara, losing our sword. I swear on my name! Vela Silvara to return that light!
My beloved husband will become the sword that cuts through this dark time and protects us all with his warm yet powerful light!"
As if on point, Asura released his unique magic aura and pressure, which fused and reacted to the light of Xavida's breath, creating a radiance that spread far into the horizon. The people became so enthralled by the beautiful sight that some cried after the fear of the day before and the sudden loss of the Silvara Sword.
This moment and act caused a seed to sprout in their hearts.
"Long live the Silvaran kingdom!"
"Long live Queen Vela!"
"Long live, King Asura!"
On the balcony, the queen leaned over, her hair dancing wildly in the evening wind while watching the beautiful radiance that spread throughout the entire capital and gripped the stone railing tight.
"Ah... You two are so adorable, my beloved girl. You are so similar to me, yet so different, and it excites me that your husband supports that radiance you hold, nurturing it. I am happy. Tonight, I shall drink!"
Nobody noticed the radiance that flooded the shards of the broken sword; however, the glow was no longer a bluish purple. The sword seemed to absorb the Animus from Asura, slowly repairing the cracks as the people chanted at the capital's rebirth.
On the edge of the capital walls, a woman with long silver hair, glossy and shimmering like a goddess, with golden eyes, watched this scene. The sword's fragments danced in her hands before slowly forming together, repairing the broken blade as the people of Silvara's capital chanted for their new king and queen.
"...You really are special, my beloved Asura. A little push and look... You became a king."
With a flick of her wrist, she absorbed the magic created by Asura and sent it back into the gigantic sword, her eyes watching Asura without moving while she gave a gentle smile.
"This sword will no longer protect the capital from monsters, but once it awakens with your essence filling it to the brim, it will protect all you love and cherish from even the gods." The sword's colour faded to form a black and white patch, small but slowly growing larger each moment Asura existed.
"I will play the villain as long as I can save you from death. There is no reason to keep repeating this cycle when you're already my ideal man."
Her golden eyes flickered to the sky, turning silver for a moment and shimmering with beautiful light.
"They will detect my magic if I am too involved. This one thing should be alright, I hope."
In the next moment, her body faded like the moon's light when covered by clouds. Only the spell she wove with her hand continued to grow before the sigil buried itself inside the sword, creating an invisible bond between Asura and the broken blade.
The sword of Silvara would rise again.