Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix

Chapter 297: Preparing for War II - My Sister the Valkyrie

"Asura, I had something to ask you."

"What, do you want more?" His lips curled into a wicked smile that caused Sigurd to nod before realising and shaking it firmly.

"N-No... later! I will ask you, commander of the seventh Valkyrie unit!"

The next moment, she snapped her fingertips, and the gate to the palace opened. A beautiful young woman appeared, her black hair with silver highlights and bright purple iris watching him with the most respectful and affectionate look he might have ever seen.

'Who!?'

Her lovely steps were graceful and filled with danger. He could feel her skill from a glance. She was stronger than Vela, at least, though Asura felt confused.

"Could you please accept my beloved disciple and successor into your Valkyrie unit to train and improve herself on her path to the pinnacle?"

"A-Amalia?"

Asura's eyes widened. This beautiful woman with such a fierce and powerful aura was the little sister he left a month ago.

"I heard about your achievements on the front lines, Prince Asura. Please allow me to learn under your teachings."

Amalia knelt, showing her submission and respect, while Sigurd placed her hand on Amalia's shoulder. "She has discarded almost all her desires and emotions to head along this path. The only remaining desires are to become the strongest and to fulfil her love for you."

"For me?" Asura muttered, looking at the girl who appeared calm, but her hands were trembling slightly.

"Yes, this is also something she yearns for," Sigurd looked at Asura before staring at the woman kneeling below her. However, it meant another woman to share Asura with. She knew of this girl's feelings from the start.

Also, the secret of them sharing no blood never escaped Sigurd's nose.

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Thus, she gave a challenge to Amalia: if she could reach Stage Seven while fighting in the seventh abyss for a month, then Sigurd would connect the pair and give her the chance she desires.

'Amalia, you have become so beautiful.'

"My brother, you have become so handsome. I can barely endure looking at you."

Asura stroked Amalia's hair as she stood up before gazing into her eyes. Then he felt a sudden change in himself—his heart started beating like crazy.

"Asura?" Sigurd watched him, concerned, but his mind felt distorted, focused on Amalia's face and the air surrounding his magic swirling before he lifted his sword once again.

"Fight me, Amalia. Let me see your growth."

"As you wish!"

Her expression blossomed into a smile. Sigurd stepped back as the two struck out and clashed instantly. Asura's mind moved into a strange state where he felt like he was at war with himself. His body flashed behind Amalia, using the void magic again like instinct.

However, Amalia's body also teleported with a golden flash, as if using the opposite element to his void.

The two clashed again and again. Asura used his seven magic types, but the most exciting for him was the strange Void ability. He linked his shadow to his body and effortlessly entered it before manifesting himself where the darkness met the ground or Amalia's body.

"Mmm?"

Amalia's body flickered and moved with the opposite logic, following all sources of light, her divine blade clashing with him on the invisible path he travelled.

"Asura, you have become stronger."

"Amalia, so have you."

"Haa.... haa..." Amalia's breath became haggard. Though she could keep up with the divine step, she used too much magic while her physical body couldn't match Asura, leading to a complete defeat after the two fought for ten minutes straight.

"Gasp, you won," Amalia smiled while raising her hand, but Asura shook his head, helping her stand while staring at Sigurd with an apologetic gaze.

"Amalia, we might be siblings, but we share no blood. What is your genuine desire? Tell me."

Sigurd and Amalia couldn't say anything. The former turned around, brushing her eyes with her palm while shaking her head.

"Asura, my greatest desire is to love you and walk by your side as your wife."

Silence...

A moment of silence felt like an eternity for the young woman, her eyes filling with watery tears; she believed his stern gaze would be one of rejection. However, he lowered his sword and sheathed it.

"Then, from this moment onward. You are Amalia Fenix, a member of my Seventh Valkyrie Unit; no longer will I treat you as my sister."

"Ha.. hahaha..." She couldn't resist breaking down, sobbing while she buried her head in her hands, tears falling all over her cheeks. "I love you..." It seemed like she thought he rejected her from her response, so his hand grasped her cheek, his thumb brushing along her cheek.

"Why are you crying, you little fool?"

"O-Oh!?" Amalia's eyes opened wide as his lips touched hers. The surrounding air shimmered from the amount of magic erupting from the pair.

Sigurd clapped as she turned her body around, unable to bear watching Asura and Amalia kiss. "I am so stupid..."

"Amalia, that is my acceptance of your feelings. Do your best and make me turn around and want to grant your wish. I always await your efforts."

He then pulled away, the light kiss gentle but one of a man and woman, leaving Amalia stunned. Her sword dropped to the floor as a bright smile filled with brilliance appeared on her face.

"I will honour the promise and try to look at you as a woman, a person, but no longer my sister."

"That's all I need. I will see you later, Commander!"

"Very well."

"Goodbye!" She left with a leap into the air, vanishing before the wind could even respond.

'Is this the right thing to do... Will dad not beat my ass black and blue?' Asura thought before closing his eyes, pushing down his thoughts.

"Is she now under you?" Sigurd asked in a cute but pouty voice, looking like a jealous wife.

"Of course," he looked at her with a wide grin while offering his hand.

"Just like you will be soon enough, Sigurd."

"No!" Sigurd pushed her finger against his lips. "This is you, and this is all I ever wanted. Not the past, only you! Asura Phoenix is the man I seek, and never will I stray."

Then he held her body closer. "I will never let you."

They kissed again, and this time, she lost her balance from the sudden surge of passion and desire flowing through Asura's hands. The words he spoke in his mind flowed through the air through his animus, flooding her mind with his gentle yet surging affection.