Chapter 34: Oath Of The Blue Phoenix [1]

'What is this girl doing?'

"Can you please get off my lap Alice?" He said with a quiet but dry voice.

His hands grasped her hips as he lifted her and stood beside him, looking at her with a blank face, unable to understand the extreme changes in this woman.

She didn't seem annoyed or angry, standing beside his seat as Rebecca and Kizuna quietly began to finish their work before leaving quickly, looking at Amon with a strange look.

'It's like I've been caught cheating...'

From the moment they slept together, everything went wrong, he planned to make her his toy, use her and make her entire company bankrupt and kill her father for real this time, yet she slapped a thick document on the table that he couldn't ignore.

- Murdock x Winchester Group joint pharmaceutical proposition.

He ignored Alice, who was leaning against him, before taking the brown packet, opening the string and looking through the documents because he wasn't some professional CEO from the dramas he watched on Thotflix.

'The Murdock group will provide full coverage of advertisement, supply of herbs and raw materials at... Mmm, rather, her mother is offering quite a good deal; what's happening? Is there a hidden trap?'

Amon spent over 2-3 minutes per page, not even realising that Alice was still waiting; he began to fall into a zone of concentration for each word, trying to find any trap, trick or backdoor.

His nights studying business and management were quite useful; thanks to no longer needing sleep, he could rapidly improve due to his almost perfect memory.

'There's no back door if things go badly... Her mother's company will suffer!?'

"Alice, what is this? I can see nothing but demerits for you and your mother."

She didn't reply straight away, causing him to turn to look at her, a strange face as her blue eyes watched him with a sense of regret, anger, fear and affection.

"Alice?"

"Um!? Ah, sorry."

"Why is this deal so good for me? It makes no sense as we're only engaged for the show, and I'm using you for sex."

'The sex is good, though.' He thought.

"The sex is great, though, right?" Her soft voice sounded as she sat on the arm of his chair, as if not caring for his sharp words that contained no kindness.

"Elma is better." He replied, not wanting to lie to her face.

"Eh!? She's so old... Am I not tighter and juicier? She's like nasty old beef left in some random room; I am kept in the best freezer, just waiting for you~ always."

'Why is she so strange!? Tia, can you give some feedback?'

[I am sorry, Amon, this girl... She knows]

'Knows what!?'

Before he could hear the response, her arms wrapped around his body as his chair slid along the marble floor, gliding as it slammed into the stone wall, her body now sitting on his lap again, their noses touching and face-to-face.

He was about to scold her, but as tears streamed down her face, Alice looked down and held him tightly.

Amon wouldn't fall for this; so many scenes in his mind caused him to feel relaxed and cool in his heart and mind while her body began to tremble, tightly hugging him.

"I'm sorry..."

'Tia...'

[She slept with you]

'And!?'

[Whenever the women of the novel sleep with you, develop strong feelings towards you... They will see..]

'See what?' He almost shouted as the weak Alice, something he could only recall in a handful of the horrible lives.

The lives where she chose him, chose to die beside him, causing him to feel conflicted.

Although seeing many lives allowed him to slowly temper his mind and heart against the violent feelings with the [Black Dragons Descent], it also meant the good feelings were also burned into his memory; unforgettable were the sweet moments with the women.

Even that bitch Marina Itsuki had good memories with him.

'Tia...'

[She has seen most of the memories of your shared past lives, from the ones she stabbed you in the heart to the ones where you were about to have a child together.]

'Why is this shit so complicated, showing her the good times? Wouldn't it be easier just to show her the fucked up shit!? Like how I forced her mother into my bed, then killed her secretly after stealing dirt on her father?'

[I cannot do that to you, Amon.]

'Why not!?'

[Because I want you to be happy and have a more vibrant and colourful life this time...]

"Haaa..."

Amon's hand gently slid down her back; slowly, like a metronome, he tapped the back of Alice, whose body shuddered and took a sudden breath from his actions.

'I bet isn't this how I comforted you when your father died? Except in that life, we both knew it was Ethan, and you became a female villain...'

"Don't cry, Alice."

"Things have changed; there is no way we could return to how those lives were."

"But..." She sniffled, her fingers tightly grasping his luxurious suit.

"There is no but, just like you couldn't forgive your father's death when you stabbed me through the same chest you now cry on."

"I cannot forget those horrible memories even if I try now because I cannot forget; things will never return to how they were..."

"But... That was because I had no control!"

"A voice in my head told me how to act, forcing me to do those things... even if I tried to fight it, even if I wanted to stay beside you, love and trust you..."

"I would suddenly wake up, and months had passed... You suddenly became my enemy, and somehow everyone said you made my father die..."

'How troublesome...'

Amon's eyes narrowed, not realising that was how it was for the heroines; for him, it was never so kind and gentle.

He was always aware, always awake, forced to watch as the women he loved in each life slowly betrayed him or died...

Illness, murder, accidents...

All of them would die if they chose to side with him; some were so horrific even though his bolstered mind was not ready to see them.

[Amon...]

"Alice, the things that have happened cannot be changed."

"I am not a good man, neither the me of the past under control nor the one free of control."

"I've slept with your mother, cut her throat with a knife as she called out my name during the climax, stolen your company, and even force you into my bed using blackmail."

"If you remembered these lives, you would not sit on my lap and hold me, crying about a few lives where we were lovers."

Her body exuded an icy chill as he spoke, yet her hands never released him; her whimpering and tears continued to stain his suit.

However, Amon didn't stop her, even though he was affected by the lingering affections and feelings of his past lives, his fingers gently stroking her head, sliding through her messy blue hair, as her ugly face filled with snot, tears, and puffy red eyes looked up to him.

All scrunched up like a pug.

"I'll forgive it... accept it all... You had no choice... even if you enjoyed it... even if you become a bad guy in this life; I will take your side, this time I won't fail... or get sick... I can cultivate... help you..."

'Why is this girl always like this...'

Amon's hands stroked her cheeks, ignoring the mess, as her ocean-blue eyes looked into his violent stars.

"I cannot do that."

"P-please...!!" She whimpered, once again more tears oozing from her face.

"Stop crying... Listen to the end; you damn crying cat!"

He grabbed a handful of thick tissues in his hand and wiped her nasty face; his eyes focused on her pretty face as she became quiet like a good cat being petted by her owner, almost seeming to purr at his touch.

"Alice."

"Mmm? *Sniffle*"

"We cannot return to the past; those lives have been and gone. The love in those lives was as fake as the hatred and reason for us to break apart caused by the supreme beings' whims."

His skilled hands flicked across her nose, cleaning the loss of her snot and tears before his thumb brushed the top of her cheekbone.

"I cannot trust those memories, no matter how intense or how much love we felt in those dream-like lives."

Her little hands were grasping tightly onto his forearm as if seeking some reaction or feeling; not once did his face change, like a noh doll.

"But, we can start again from nothing right now."

"Since you know the truth, both the good and bad, yet still try to help and support me."

"Amon?"

Alice noticed his face changed slightly after the last sentence, a smirk on his lips as he pulled her further onto his lap, the icy chill now more like a cooling breeze, feeling his hands resting on her hips and buttocks.

"Alice, I will not marry you, nor will we date and have a lovely romance."

'At least for now, until I know the extent of the world's correction power...'

"Eh!?"

"You will become my mistress at best and maid at worst. I will not devote all my life to you or stop any plans because you are against them."

"I will kill many people, crush my competitor's businesses and destroy countless innocent people's dreams."

"Now, I am still an upstanding and nice guy, but that is coming to an end; you know the date and know that soon the world will change, right?"

"I know you alone can understand me now.."

"Mmm... The story... three weeks..."

Amon nodded; part of him enjoyed it when she acted cute like this, whether a remnant of memories or just his desire.

He would give her a chance, or this new revelation made him realise why his cultivation technique was so lewd and made the women feel so much pleasure.

'It's like whoever gave me this technique wants me to punish them after they remember, rather than now as they cannot... Interesting... so interesting...'

"So make your choice."

Alice looked up at him, her face no longer the soft and gentle girl from the past but the cold-hearted woman that stabbed his chest and killed him despite being pregnant with their child.

A small detail he didn't know until he saw the entirety of their lives. So her sudden change made his body tense up.

She pressed her face against his chest, her cold affectionate eyes looking up towards him as her soft pink lips whispered in her graceful and nostalgic tone.

"I will become the sword that protects you, a mistress fine! Your maid, that's also fine! Let me stay beside you this time... I don't want you to disappear again."

"No matter what form."

"No matter how the world might view you."

"I will support you."

"Always..."

Amon didn't suddenly trust her; rather, he was more alert than ever as he saw her change, the tingling aura and heavy feeling of her aura.

Yet, the next moment she performed an action that would change his mind completely, which was seen as taboo in the world of martial arts and cultivation as she slowly took out that nostalgic ice sword.

For the first time, Amon felt this life was changing.

It would be completely different...