Valkyrie Flavor Tasting Guide

"I'm just being arrogant because I'm favored!"

"You academic failure!" Lu Mo sighed, rubbing his forehead. Shouldn't Kiana have received intensive tutoring from those two doctors from Anti-Entropy? How could she still make such a basic mistake?

"Hehe," Kiana deliberately stuck out her tongue and gave Lu Mo a playful chuckle.

In this world, besides her father, the only person who allows her to be so willful and self-righteous is the captain. That's why she dares to be so presumptuous in front of him.

“Oh, right, Captain,” she suddenly seemed to remember something interesting, her eyes sparkling with excitement, “since I’m a game character in your world, then, can I play with myself, and Mei too?”

Kiana pounced on him like a tiger, snatched the phone from his body, skillfully unlocked the screen saver, and then subconsciously opened a game whose name contained the word "Honkai".

"I hate mihoyo the most!"

"So this is what it feels like to hear my voice."

Although the voice actor is the same, this isn't you, Kiana!

Hey Kiana, you clicked the wrong thing! This isn't the Kiana from the Sea of ​​Trees universe!

Chapter 6 Kiana: So this is what the Captain likes?

"The protagonist of this game is also named Kiana, but... she is not you."

Seeing that Kiana had already enthusiastically opened the interface of "Honkai Impact 2", Lu Mo sighed softly, as if exhaling a wisp of mist soaked in moonlight. He had almost forgotten about this; the intricate setting couldn't be explained in just a few words.

"Not me?" Kiana's fingertip hovered above the screen, a hint of doubt reflected in her cobalt blue eyes, like ripples on a clear lake.

“That’s right… if we’re really going to talk about it,” Lu Mo said softly, as if afraid of disturbing something, “she is your real older sister.”

He fell silent after speaking. A night breeze slipped in through the half-open window, stirring the gauze curtains and casting flickering shadows on the walls. He wondered if revealing all these complex events, enough to form an epic tale, was the right choice.

After all, some problems will go unnoticed if they are not brought to the forefront; once they are investigated, they may end up in an awkward situation where everyone is unhappy.

“The real…older sister?” Kiana murmured the word, her tone carrying a complex emotion that was hard to describe.

"Well... let's put it this way, without her, there would be no you... although it sounds like your relationship is more like that of a mother and daughter."

Lu Mo scratched his head, feeling that his analogy was somewhat inappropriate. He still chose to "snatch" the phone from Kiana's hand and skillfully pulled up a classic video on a video website, the picture quality of which was slightly rough, but it carried countless memories.

"You take a look at this first."

"This is……?"

The scene in the video is one that many veteran players are very familiar with.

Himeko's life, like a broken greatsword, vanished silently in the hands of the Herrscher of the End.

The oath of Judah has become Theresa's cold tombstone.

Seele, who rushed forward recklessly, was casually obliterated by the mysterious Herrscher and reduced to nothingness.

Bronya and her heavily armored bunny lost their last breath in the destructive light.

Finally, Mei, who had fully unleashed her power, died tragically at the hands of the person she loved most.

"These... happened in the previous era, no, in some past era?" Kiana's voice trembled slightly.

The unfamiliar Herrscher resembled the Herrscher of the Void, but her overwhelming aura of destruction was more like that of the legendary Herrscher of the End who had destroyed the previous era. And the person who died at her hands was none other than her allies, whom she knew intimately.

The only one who didn't appear was "Kiana".

So, who else could this Lawbringer of the End be?

"Not the Law Maker of the End, but the Law Maker of the End," Lu Mo corrected. This was merely a habitual distinction, used to differentiate between different universes.

"In this story, Kiana Kaslana learns from Cocolia that Siegfried's disappearance six years ago was actually caused by his real biological daughter going berserk and killing him. This truth caused the Honkai energy within her to completely go out of control, and she was eventually corrupted by Honkai, and so... this is what you see—she transformed into the Herrscher of the End and destroyed all of humanity."

"Dad's disappearance six years ago? Wait, wait... one, two, three, four, five, six, that year was clearly..." Kiana was afraid that her memory was wrong, so she subconsciously checked it again in her mind.

This so-called destruction of the world by the Herrscher of the End should have happened two years before the Moon Throne incident. But wait, why do I feel like... it's around that time again?

Fortunately, this "insect" was still the same "insect." She didn't dwell on the issue for too long.

"In other words, can I interpret this as... a story about an older sister who didn't become like this in another world without me?"

"Absolutely correct!" Lu Mo breathed a sigh of relief, finally managing to get away with the problem.

As for the more convoluted and bizarre plot twists that follow Honkai Impact 2, we'll fill those in for her later. Many of those developments are enough to terrify this "insect."

"Ta-da—it's my turn to collect the money!"

"Being a maid isn't enough for me. I'm going to learn the skills from this shop and then surprise Mei."

Kiana took the phone back from Lu Mo and immediately switched back to the Honkai Impact 2 interface. With a casual swipe of her finger, she landed on one of the few Kiana character profiles with voice acting.

The signboard of Honkai Impact 2 is arguably one of the biggest monetization points in the game. The character illustrations are exquisite, but there is very little voice acting.

"Maid (ov)"

Kiana opened her clear, big eyes and pretended not to understand anything as she looked at Lu Mo, but a cunning glint flashed in her eyes.

"So, Captain, you like this kind of thing?"

Honestly, isn't it normal to collect things from billboards? Lu Mo wanted to righteously refute her and tell her that he wasn't that kind of person, but his body's instincts told him that it would be more interesting to continue along the lines of her deliberately mischievous words.

"Well, guess?" He raised an eyebrow mysteriously. Kiana was too inexperienced to think she could handle him.

"I won't guess, but... it really is beautiful." Kiana tapped "sister" on the screen a few more times, continuing to listen to that voice that was so different from her own.

"Distinguished guest, I shall attend to you."

"Who says Kaslana's food is inedible? Eat more!"

I doubt Kiana would actually go and cook just because she heard that... probably not. While she's somewhat confident in her current culinary skills, it's common knowledge that cooking is all about impulsive ideas. And Kiana happens to be exactly that kind of person who's prone to sudden inspiration.

It's best to handle something as important as cooking yourself.

“So, Captain,” she suddenly leaned closer, her warm breath brushing against his ear, “do you like seeing maid outfits or not?”

Kiana blinked, and her hands began to move naturally in the air, her fingertips seemingly drawing invisible threads, weaving something in the air.

"Is this... knitting?"

Kiana is completely clueless about knitting and sewing in the strict sense. But that doesn't prevent her, as the Herrscher of the End, from possessing the legendary "Power of My Thoughts".

She actually designed a maid outfit for herself out of thin air right there on the spot.

Regardless of her drawing skills, her aesthetic sense is always on point. Even if she's a complete novice when it comes to conceiving a picture, the clothes she ultimately creates will never be bad.

"That's it!" Kiana finally completed her desired design, and with a crisp snap of her fingers, a soft light enveloped her.

She tiptoed out of the light, her white stockings embroidered with strawberries tucked into them. Her puffy sleeves fluttered as she raised her arms, like scooping up two wisps of sunset clouds sneaking into the room. A crooked black silk bow tie slid down her delicate skin, and her neck, adorned with snow-white lace, exuded a sweet fragrance under the lamplight. The stardust clinging to her hair shimmered with her movements, like countless diamonds falling into the Milky Way.

"How is it, Captain?" She lifted her skirt and twirled in front of him, her voice tinged with anticipation and playfulness, "Is Kiana cute like this?"

To be honest, she's very cute. But this outfit doesn't quite suit her right now... If she were still in her St. Freya days, this maid outfit would be a perfect match. But now, it just feels a bit... out of place. Perhaps when she grows up to be as old as her mother, she'll look even better in it.

Although it has a rather morbidly morbid flavor.

"Hmm... nothing special." Lu Mo covered his nose, constantly adjusting his breathing, trying to maintain his composure.

My goodness... Although the clothes and she don't quite match, the way she moves is just too adorable. Only she could perfectly combine mature beauty with charming cuteness in a moment like this.

"Is that so? Well then..." Kiana's lips curled into a sly smile. She leaned forward slightly, her eyes shimmering with moisture. "Master, I am your personal maid, Kiana. May I ask if you require my services? Meow."

Without hesitation, she unleashed a devastating ultimate move, powerful enough to destroy any defense.

Chapter 7: The Resolve to Bear the Responsibility of a Valkyrie for a Lifetime!

"Ah~ No, this is too intense!"

Hearing Kiana's deliberately strained voice, Lu Mo could only feel a wave of soreness rising in his toes.

Kiana's sweet voice alone wouldn't be enough to break Lu Mo's defenses, a seasoned anime fan—after all, he'd had his share of ear-scratching before, and compared to a professional voice, Kiana's tightness wasn't very effective.

But the key point is that Kiana's address of "master" was half-true and half-false, mercilessly dropping a sugar-coated bomb into his heart.

The master is fake, but the feelings are real.

Serving is a sham; obedience is the real thing.

Lu Mo could tell that as long as he didn't make any excessive or unreasonable requests, Kiana would be able to fulfill them.

For example, make her reduce the amount of fabric in her maid outfit by 50%, or make Kiana stay in the cleaning position and not move.

Simply put, it's a bent-over posture.

Then Lu Mo began to grope Kiana all over.

"Hehe, how about it, Captain? Can you still be stubborn now?"

Kiana, dressed in a maid outfit, gently lifted her skirt, then lifted her white stockings with her fingers, fully demonstrating the suppleness and elasticity of the stocking material to Lu Mo before releasing her fingers without hesitation, making a crisp sound as the fabric clashed against her skin.

"Kiana, your personal maid, can provide customized services!"

As Kiana approached Lu Mo, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, she exuded the oppressive aura of being the God of Earth, while deliberately controlling her voice to a seductive tone that didn't fit her character.

So close, so close, my mind is going blank, you big idiot, I can't control myself if this keeps up.

Lu Mo vowed that he wanted to share a bed with Kiana tonight and let her hear that sound all night long.

"Ah, Captain~~~" Lu Mo's sudden outburst pinned this woman, who could destroy an asteroid with a flick of her wrist, against the wall.

His eyes were bloodshot, filled with boundless and endless desire for aggression.

"If you keep trying to seduce me like this, I'll make you warm my bed!"

Lu Mo, who was usually so tough, chickened out!

He was so assertive that he treated Kiana like a bed warmer, yet so cowardly that he dared not take it any further—after all, sleeping with Kiana on the very first day would have been a bit too much.

There is no doubt that he currently harbors feelings of love for Kiana.

That's why he calmly controlled himself and didn't lay a hand on Kiana—if he wanted to, Kiana would definitely allow him to do so now.

"Phew~ Should I say now that the captain is such a gentle person?"

Kiana, who completely understood what Lu Mo was thinking, gently leaned close to Lu Mo's ear, her nimble cat tongue inadvertently touching Lu Mo's earlobe, making his brain burn with an even stronger heat.

"you!"

These days, "Asavis" has become an insult.

When you can't find any merits to praise someone, praising them as kind is always the right thing to do.

"I know, Captain. You want our relationship to be more thoughtful, right?"

Kiana chose the word that was closest to her concept.

"After all, the captain is clearly a scumbag who likes all of us, but at a time like this, his first thought is about our life together, right?!"

Kiana knew that neither her feelings for Lu Mo nor Lu Mo's feelings for them would change even after a hundred years.

He loved you a hundred years ago, and she still loves you a hundred years later; a hundred years ago, a hundred years later, through countless tribulations, they will never be apart.

Despite having such strong feelings, Lu Mo lacked confidence in his own emotions.

The feeling of "having liked someone" has a significant impact on a person.

In a sense, it can be enough to change a person's life.

"But Captain, you're a complete idiot, aren't you?!"

Kiana's eyes became even more lively and charming as she reached out and pressed her hand against Lu Mo's heaving chest.

"Don't treat me like your junior just because you've watched me grow up!"

Kiana boldly flicked Lu Mo's forehead.

"What's with that expression on that older man's face, afraid that his May-December romance will ruin the girl's youth?!"

"I'm not a child anymore!"

Honestly, as expected, the captain still can't help but treat me like a little girl who hasn't grown up yet!

"You didn't read too much angst-filled romance novels when you were in school, did you?! You're worried that our relationship will break down, that our friction will lead to something like 'we love each other but aren't together.'" Kiana's tone wasn't exactly angry, but it carried a slight hint of resentment.

It's not that I don't like the other person, nor is there any practical reason; it's simply that we can't be together.

"Don't you know how I feel about you right now?!"

Kiana's aura completely overwhelmed Lu Mo.

It's not a kind of affection that can be built up through battles, but a flower of love born from the foundation of day-to-day companionship, mutual support, encouragement, and tolerance across different times and spaces.

"Even if the captain gets tired of being with me one day and leaves my side, and I feel pain because of it, I will not think it is a mistake."

Kiana knew that Lu Mo had a somewhat pessimistic tendency.