Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix

Chapter 237: The Transformed Elven Princess

The moment Asura entered the familiar rocky landscape. An image that caused him to doubt himself appeared.

Celine's spear skewered several goblins. Their bodies tried to pull themselves off it before she pushed her left palm towards them. Then, with a brilliant smile on her face.

"Asura! Watch me!" Her excited voice called out as a golden light amassed from the centre of her palm before bursting towards them in a cone of brilliance.

'...'

Asura watched, half stunned by the sheer power of her magic. However, the moment he felt the magic aura, it caused him to feel a sense of pain.

A feeling as if he suffered from the same magic in the past.

"When did the cute Elven princess become such a brutal murderer!?"

He spoke in a comical tone, his eyes loose with risen eyebrows and a wide grin. The princess looked a little sad at first. Her eyes drooped with a small frown until she realised he was playing with her, and she lunged towards him with her spear.

"I practised so hard, and you make fun of me!"

The wind from her new weapon, no longer the glaive but an elven spearhead, shot towards Asura, her physical force and power close to Stage Two.

[Impressive, this plump-ass girl has improved a lot.]

Asura's thoughts flickered, causing the attack of the princess to miss his face.

Celine stumbled, and her face became bright red. Despite being molested verbally, her lips curled upwards before Asura tripped her leg and slammed her onto the rocky floor with a basic sweeping technique.

With a loud thud, she landed ass first with a groan.

Asura sighed and squatted beside her, his hand brushing the dust from her body. "Come on, I didn't hit you that hard."

She pouted before her hand slowly brushed over the rocks on her skirt. Without effort, she used magic to remove the dirt as if second nature.

Her eyes lifted as Asura brushed her butt, and a glimmer of yearning flashed through her pupils, her lips opening and closing several times as she felt him squeezing her a few times but didn't speak. Instead turned away with a melancholy gaze towards the far east.

"Thank you for looking out for me, Asura."

Her voice had changed.

t was still soft, but Asure felt that hidden behind it was the sound of a young woman who lost hope as her brows drooped over her tightly closed eyes with a slight frown on Celine's face.

"It's fine. I have nothing else to do but tease you, anyway. Shall we hunt some more goblins and give you another massage?"

"I-I... would you feel upset if another man touched your future wife's naked body, even if it were to help her become stronger?"

'Hmmm? Is this about her? Let's see. I guess she is a princess, and her mother might have arranged a spouse for her.'

Asura remained silent as he recalled his original life. "Ah, I would probably be furious and call her all the names under the sun."

"So, why did you keep touching me? That was so embarrassing!"

Her voice changed to a high pitch with a series of angry mumbles, and he couldn't understand anything she said. Celine, in the centre of a goblin camp, pulsated with a divine aura—her hands gripped Asura's chest with tears welling in her eyes, looking up towards his face.

However, Asura's eyes became sharp.

He felt the emotions inside him more clearly after accepting Azoth's Devil Shroud and memories. He wanted to make this elf his, to destroy the princess and make her desire nothing but him.

A dirty and primitive feeling, partially out of revenge for Azoth's fate and the other part of Asura's lust towards such a delicate and beautiful creature.

"Because I wanted to defile you and make you mine."

His eyes stared straight into hers, the usual joking tone absent, replaced with the charming yet intimidating aura of a devilish being. Celine's breathing became unsteady. She could feel her heart beating at a rapid pace as he pulled her towards him in an embrace.

"Break free, or I will forever destroy any happy future you might plan. I will come to that little continent to the east and take you by force."

Asura threatened her, his hand lowering from her back as his fingers slid along the supple skin of her ass. Despite the tight skirt and panties blocking his movements, Celine felt every motion as if they were directly rubbing on her buttocks, her body becoming warm as she bit her lip.

"How did I corrupt you? You should blame your weak body for falling to pleasure too easily."

"This is because you were too good and I came before I knew it!"

"Liar!"

"Ahhhh!? Where are you touching me?"

"Let's just get it over and done with, Celine."

"Hya... no! This situation isn't fair, monster, cheapskate, molester."

"Tch, are you calling me a cheapskate after I shared my best technique with you?"

"I'm sorry. Please don't pull spank me anymore! I'll do anything!"

The Elf and Devil spent the rest of their time enjoying the delights of transferring Magic between their bodies. For Asura, he realised that her divine element seemed to improve the quality of his organs and muscles, old wounds and scars repaired slowly with each revolution, and the darkness in his heart seemed to find balance slowly.

[I guess I needed you as much as you needed me.]

"Agh... Nnn!?"

Celine couldn't answer because her body was breaking through to Stage Three, the pain and pleasure colliding in such a way that she could only drool with her eyes wide open, clinging to Asura while naked despite the foul black impurities leaking from her pores.

"Ugh... Disgusting, is this part of it?"

Celine mumbled, her mind suffering from the intense stimulation, causing her eyes to turn red with a feverish glow before her body shivered slightly, her magic power increasing beyond her limits as the golden light destroyed her impurities as if the Magic reacted purely to her embarrassment.

'I feel like I'm developing a strange fetish.'

Asura's thoughts flashed as he watched Celine's beautiful features clean themselves from impurities through purification magic. He stood up with a laugh and carried the elf towards the small pool in the same cave they always met—the water always seemed hot and bubbled slightly.

"Care to bathe with me? Although I'm afraid I won't be able to hold myself back if you fall unconscious while in my arms."

Asura spoke in a voice that forced her to wake up.

"Hmph! Don't here, in a bed at least!"

"Heh. I was joking."

Her stubbornness caused a flash of light to run through Asura's mind before he embraced her naked body and entered the pool. Asura's hands rubbed and touched the soft skin of the princess, causing her to squirm in his arms, her toes kicking the surface of the water while her hands punched his chest with no actual force.

[I wasn't]

Celine's gentle whisper echoed in his mind, making Asura's face solemn. He looked at the elf in his arms and felt conflicted. There were a few reasons for that, but the primary was a part of himself that still hated Elven women after seeing Azoth's memories.

However, he found this feeling a little strange.

Since Azoth himself loved the Elven queen as much as Muru.

"Celine."

"Mm?"

"There is no need to rush. I won't vanish suddenly, but you don't need to force yourself when you aren't ready. Nor will I let you marry someone else. I will come to your kingdom and properly deal with your situation in the future. I promise."

Celine didn't move and remained silent for a few seconds.

"You're a jerk."

She whispered and pinched his thighs underwater.

"Please don't make me wait too long. I want to enjoy this kind of fun and excitement every day."

Her shy confession caused Asura to realise that she was in a difficult position. Despite having grown up in a similar environment, Asura's memories told him that she was a princess with a major position in her society.

'I guess becoming King is the best way to have enough clout to at least give her a chance to become free. There is also working with her elder siblings and stealing her away, but officially taking the elf princess would be best for Silvara.'