I found a belt in the Honkai Impact 3rd world.

It's just an arm wrestling match, why get so worked up?

"Snapped."

They clasped hands once again.

"Ha, ha..." Siegfried gasped for breath.

On the honor of Kaslana, this time, we will not fail!

Burn, my inner universe!!!

"Um------"

Siegfried lowered his head, trembling all over, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

This time she wasn't instantly defeated, but her slender, upright arm was like a towering mountain, impossible to budge even with all her might.

"Ha~~~~" Mo Mo yawned.

It should be fine now, since several seconds have already passed.

"!!!"

Siegfried could only watch helplessly as his frozen arm was gradually pressed down, powerless to resist.

"Boom."

In the end, they lost without any suspense.

"I... lost..." Siegfried gritted his teeth, pounding his chest and stamping his feet. "Damn it."

"Don't be sad, Mr. Siegfried, it's not a big deal," Mo Mo quickly comforted him. "Anyway, you've already lost 99 times in a row, losing one more time to reach 100 won't be a big deal, right?"

"..." Siegfried clutched his heart, his body trembled, and he almost fell off the chair.

"By the way, training? Aren't we here to train? Didn't you say you wanted to spar?" Seeing that Siegfried was starting to doubt his life, Mo Mo could only quickly change the subject, "Let's get started."

“Training?” Siegfried’s eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes, although we can hardly match their strength, it's not necessarily the same in actual combat. What good is brute force if you only have strength?

"Cough, you're right, we've wasted quite a bit of time too." After consoling himself, Siegfried rallied. "Let me see your strength."

Kaslana's warriors are not so easily subdued!

Standing on either side of the training room, Siegfried called out, "Hey, what weapon are you using?"

"Double... cough cough, bare hands will do." Mo Mo almost blurted out, then quickly corrected himself.

If Siegfried were to actually reveal his gun-fu technique, even a fool would probably be able to tell.

"Unarmed...?" Seeing that Mo Mo wasn't using any weapons, Siegfried felt embarrassed to show off his dual pistols and got into a fighting stance. "Let's begin!"

It's time to show the real technology!

"I can't ask for it!"

Siegfried and Momo charged at each other at the same time.

"Crack, thud, boom, bang, thud, clang, duangduangduang."

The empty training room was filled with the sounds of bodies colliding.

About ten minutes later, things calmed down.

"Phew." Mo Mo clapped his hands and let out a satisfied sigh. "That was really enjoyable."

I stretched my muscles and felt refreshed.

"Hiss..." Siegfried, who was lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, touched the bruises on his face, gasped, and then burst into tears.

This is no longer a friendly competition; it's like being used as a punching bag, molded and shaped.

It's unbearable to repair!

The immense grief in his heart even prevented Siegfried from noticing how familiar the fighting techniques Momo used were.

"Mr. Siegfried, are you alright?" After stretching out, Mo Mo quickly helped Siegfried up.

"It's nothing, it's nothing..." Siegfried shook his head, refusing Mo Mo's offer, and stood up unsteadily. His swollen cheek made his words sound a little slurred. "It's just a minor injury."

That's right, it must be because he hasn't eaten yet. He's too hungry to unleash the full power of the Kaslana bloodline.

That's definitely it!

"I'm a bit hungry after all this activity," Siegfried said casually, wanting to leave this place of sorrow. "How about we go get something to eat?"

"Eat something? Sure!" Mo Mo's eyes lit up at the mention of food. "I've been dizzy all day and I'm starving."

"..." Siegfried covered his face with one hand.

Gan!

"Let's go." Siegfried waved again, but his back looked much more weathered than before.

When Siegfried fell silent, Mo Mo didn't know how to speak either, so they remained silent the whole way.

Even after sitting down with his fully loaded plate, Siegfried was still not completely recovered.

Everything that happened today feels so unreal.

"Finally, we can have a proper meal! This is wonderful!" Mo Mo sat down next to Siegfried, clasped his hands together, and smiled happily.

“…” Siegfried glanced at Mo Mo’s food, which was three times the size of his own, and looked down with a sad smile.

Can't even match their appetite?

April 2000, 2, sunny.

Today, I tried to show off in front of a beautiful woman, but I got completely humiliated.

A complete and utter defeat.

I'll remember this grudge.

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32. A precious, brief period of peace

"Phew, that feels great..." Mo Mo patted his flat stomach contentedly and slumped back in his seat.

I must add a line to my family's sayings in the future: "Hunger is the best seasoning." — Mo Moyu

My combat strength seems to have almost recovered.

"Mr. Siegfried, what's wrong? You don't look well." Noticing Siegfried's pale face, Mo Mo couldn't help but ask, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Could it be that I hit her too hard just now? That shouldn't be the case. How could a dignified A-rank Valkyrie be so fragile?

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Siegfried glanced at the empty bowls and plates in front of Mo Mo, smiled sadly, and waved his hand wearily. "It's just that I don't have a very good appetite today."

How can someone who has been utterly defeated in every way have any spirit?

Even the food in front of me tasted bland and tasteless.

Siegfried sighed silently. It wasn't even as good as what he cooked himself.

"Hey, look who I've found." Just as Siegfried was lamenting the coldness of the world, a boastful voice rang out behind him.

Siegfried cursed inwardly, knowing he was now in deep embarrassment.

"Didn't expect our infamous playboy Siegfried to be back in action?" A plate slammed down across from Siegfried, and a woman with long red hair pulled out a chair and sat down with a flourish, revealing a set of sharp teeth in her open mouth. "Aren't you afraid that Captain Cecilia will make you kneel on a washboard when she finds out? Or are you already used to it?"

Their gloating faces were on full display.

Although this person had very little screen time, Mo Mo still recognized him as Shub Nicholas, a member of the Snow Wolf Squad, codenamed "Chaos Heir".

However, Mo Mo still felt it was very impolite.

Miss, your abilities are completely unworthy of your name. I, the Sheep Mom, can't bear to see you like this, my dear.

“Nicholas, I advise you to be kind.” Siegfried wasn’t too flustered, after all, a clear conscience fears no accusation. “Don’t believe everything you hear. If things go wrong, you’ll be held responsible, you’ll be in the same boat.”

“If this stupid dog really understood, he wouldn’t have caused so much trouble. Talking to her is useless.” Another woman with short black hair and a flat cap sat down with a cold accent. When she noticed the very noticeable bruises and swelling on Siegfried’s face, she frowned and asked, “Siegfried, what happened to your injuries?”

Salome Jhokanan, a member of the Snow Wolf Squad, is destined for a spectacular demise.

“Exactly, exactly! I was just about to ask that too, but Salome beat me to it.” Shub chimed in, resting her chin on her hand and asking with interest, “What unfortunate thing happened? Tell me quickly so I can have a laugh.”

Siegfried fell silent.

"Mr. Siegfried just now accidentally fell down the stairs, landing face down, which is why he looks like this," Mo Mo quickly interjected to defuse the situation. "I was there just now, it's true."

Siegfried covered his face with one hand.

This explanation didn't seem much better, and he could already predict how the other side would react.

"Hahahaha, he fell down the stairs, face down, hahahaha!" Nicholas laughed exaggeratedly, clutching his stomach, tears welling in his eyes. "Siegfried, are you a child? Our A-rank Valkyrie can't afford to embarrass yourself like that!"

"And then? Who is this young lady? I've never seen her before." Shub Nicholas wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes and then asked, "She looks quite a bit like you, Siegfried. Is she related to you?"

"Relatives my foot, just allies." Siegfried replied irritably, adding in his mind, though it might only be temporary.

“Friendly ally, why are you still wearing a mask?” Shub Nicholas urged excitedly. “Take it off so your sister can see how good-looking you are.”

"Because I'm worried that if I take off my mask, I might accidentally steal too many hearts," Mo Mo replied with a forced smile. "So let's skip it."

【You're doing it again?】

[What else can I do? I guess only that idiot Siegfried hasn't noticed yet, so let's keep a low profile.]

"I've finished eating. You guys chat, I'm leaving now." Feeling out of place among the three, Mo Mo quickly stood up, carrying her pile of bowls and plates. "Goodbye, everyone."

The remaining three did not try to persuade them to stay, since they were not from the same camp.

"Hey, Siegfried, don't tell me you got all those injuries from that little girl." Shub Nicholas lowered her voice and pointed at Mo Mo's departing figure as she asked.

"Can you say a few less words and save me some face? We understand each other, right?" Siegfried waved his hand with a somber expression.

Life is tough, Fei sighs.jpg

"Really?" Shub Nicholas whistled excitedly. "You didn't let her win because she looked pretty, did you?"

“Am I that kind of person?” Siegfried rolled his eyes. “I’m not making this up, you wouldn’t be much better off. Don’t let her appearance fool you, when she gets into a fight… tsk tsk tsk.”

Siegfried smacked his lips and sighed, the scene of being beaten just now was still vivid in his mind.

She looks like a delicate girl, but she fights with such wildness, yet she doesn't lose her composure.