Chapter 17: I, Your Father! [1]

Chapter 17: I, Your Father! [1]

Mu Xue's cute face looked so beautiful as she leaned over and kissed his face; her soft lips seduced Asura, who enjoyed her sweet scent, like a mixture of the most lovely winter flowers and a sweet dairy dessert.

"I burned the egg a little. Don't be mad, okay?"

Asura didn't look at the information as he focused on Mu Xue's lips, the soft sensation and her beautiful face, using both parts of his mind to focus on each sensation: one his sense of touch and the other sight and smell.

"Even if the egg was charred black, as long as you cooked it... I would eat!"

'Please, save this smile of hers to a part of our memory that never forgets.'

The newly improved mental function was a little strange for him sometimes. He would think to reach for the fork or salt, and his hand already held the shaker due to the second part acting separately while knowing his desires.

He decided to call his new ability - The Devil's Instinct as it worked more like a feeling or instinct than another him thinking independently.

The second part of his mind would perform the actions that he desired or thought.

There weren't any other thoughts that spoke in his mind.

Instead, he would suddenly know some knowledge that he briefly wondered about. Or information on his current state of cultivation that he didn't read or quite understand.

'This is so cool, like I am sleep learning.'

'In combat, it will help greatly with defence and fluid movements.'

With his mind free to focus on the battle like a strategist and tactician, the second part would feed him thoughts faster than the Asura focused on movement and battle, allowing him to block, attack and cast spells using the second section of his mind.

'It seems to drain my Anima faster, though...'

Since he woke up, Asura could feel the exact amount of Anima inside his body, but it was nothing like the knights and other mages spoke of in the past because his Anima was completely fused with his blood.

Rather, blood was an impure and inferior version of life essence so that it could be replaced with the superior fluid.

"The egg is wonderful, Xue'er. Its slight crunch adds a nice texture when mixed with the soft sauce and sausage."

"Eh... are you just saying that?"

He smiled at her doubtful face while eating the last of her cooked eggs, with a devilish smile and taking her legs with his foot.

"It's good. My little wife, cook for me forever."

"Who is your little wife... I am the big wife!"

"Oh? Xue'er, you speak so well now. Come, let your husband spank your naughty rear!"

'If it wasn't for the smouldering rage in my chest and the feeling of hatred that never dies down, would I not be happy just to spend a quiet life with this woman?'

"Let's go?"

Mu Xue wore a similar outfit to Asura but instead had a long skirt while he wore trousers. She also had a small dagger strapped to her waist, hidden under the skirt, while he kept the lance hidden in the strange storage that came with the monoliths.

Asura held Mu Xue's hand tightly as they left the room and headed downstairs, nodding slightly at the dorm lady who smiled at the pair as the two left unaware of the future, only trusting in each other while tightly holding each other's hand.

***

They arrived at class quite early, with only a few currently present. As planned, they split apart and acted differently from when in private.

Mu Xue hated the idea, but Asura knew some people who wanted to usurp and take his father's land would approach Xue'er first.

So he wanted to use this to their advantage; in this life, he would find out immediately and not when it was too late.

'Not after she died trying to stop them alone... in that cold place.'

Asura sat on his desk and wrapped his face in his arms, trying to hide the vicious glint in his eye, unable to control the anger within his heart at that image, the snow gently falling like any other winter day in his father's territory...

However, in the courtyard's centre, countless corpses were torn apart by a blade and a beautiful woman's corpse was frozen in the centre, covered in wounds...

'Maybe this was also the curse I accepted by being reborn?'

'Cursed never to forget, whenever I become content with the present...'

'The images of my loved ones' deaths become like realistic daydreams, haunting nightmares in plain sight.'

'A reminder to me.'

'Never forget.'

The door opened as a beautiful woman entered, her soft white hair swaying as she tied it into a side braid today, showing her lovely pointed ears with pink scales along the tip and a small earring with a bronze dragon.

A symbol of her departed father, Valgoza, the unbreakable bronze dragon.

Her eyes glanced at Asura, feeling a disturbance in his aura and scent, causing her heart to squeeze before increasing in pace. Yet, twitching her nose, she rushed to her desk and turned away, breathing heavier as her cheeks turned slightly pink.

"It wasn't a dream... last night... it was real..."

Xavida's words trembled as she tightened her fist on the desk, almost clawing the surface with her nails while biting her lower lip.

'Strange... this scent is someone cooking a dark berry with vanilla and cream dessert?'

It wasn't just Xavida who felt something from the hidden changes of Asura. The moment he could smell her scent, the rage and fierce pain in his chest began to fade.

As did the image of Mu Xue and his father being killed.

However, he was yet to realise the link between the two; even as his secondary thoughts noticed the scent from her, he didn't link them together.

He did, however, notice one thing.