Valkyrie Flavor Tasting Guide

Around him were four stunningly beautiful women who were wholeheartedly serving him in their own unique ways.

Theresa was diligently massaging his legs, which were slightly sore from days of "exhaustion," with her small, chubby hands.

Cheng Lixue knelt beside him and meticulously wiped his back with a soft towel soaked in foam, making sure not to miss any corner.

Shi Yu Qi Luo, like a professional shampoo girl, let his head rest in her sweet and elegant embrace, and gently stroked his scalp with her slender and soft fingers.

As for Beatrice...

She, on the other hand, took care of him in a more direct and thorough way, cleaning up those blind spots on him that others couldn't easily reach.

This made Lu Mo curious about just how close he was to this lover he would create in the "if" storyline.

Lu Mo, with his eyes closed, took in all of this ultimate enjoyment without reservation.

He felt himself, that legendary, decadent tyrant who indulged in debauchery, growing stronger again.

But we have to admit...

This feeling……

It really is……

—It felt so good!

Even in the morning, the water pours down, enveloping the entire bathroom in a hazy mist.

The four beauties no longer had a clear division of labor. Instead, they were like four intertwined mermaids, using their perfectly beautiful bodies, each full of different charms, to tightly wrap and entwine Lu Mo's equally strong body from all directions.

A soft towel, warm hands, a full bust, and... those long, shapely legs...

Together, they used every part of their bodies to meticulously wash every inch of his skin.

The foam, washed by the warm water, grew richer and finer. Lu Mo, meanwhile, was comfortably enjoying this unparalleled service, worthy of being called "emperor level," within this gentle trap woven from beauty and fragrance.

Of course, he didn't just passively accept it.

His hands were also busy, occasionally savoring the flesh washed by the soft water, like a mischievous octopus.

Sometimes, his fingertips would gently brush across Theresa's delicate cheeks, which were slightly flushed with shyness, eliciting soft, ambiguous whimpers from her.

Sometimes, he would quietly slip into Cheng Lixue's beautifully styled hair, gently tug at her roots, and enjoy the privileges of being an elder.

More often than not, however, it is a brief but intense battle for "territory" that unfolds in mid-air with Shigure Kira's equally restless large hands.

But no matter how much he "acted up," his primary focus remained on the holy "saint" who, from beginning to end, guided this "shared bath" with a gentle demeanor radiating maternal warmth.

Especially when Beatrice pressed her perfectly curved back, without an ounce of excess fat, tightly against his chest.

In that instant, Lu Mo felt his heart skip a beat.

Through the thin curtain of water, he could clearly feel the warm and amazing elasticity emanating from her smooth skin, and... the regular and steady, reassuring heartbeat.

His arms, uncontrollably, slipped under her armpits, like the strongest shackles, tightly and seamlessly imprisoning her voluptuous and soft body in his embrace.

"Sister Leah..."

His lips brushed against her earlobe, his voice husky and magnetic with intense excitement and satisfaction, "You're... cheating..."

"Oh?" Beatrice chuckled softly, her voice sounding even more alluring and captivating amidst the rising steam. She didn't turn around, but simply pressed herself closer to his embrace, making her intoxicating softness press even more intimately against his firmness.

"Really?" Her fingers gently covered the back of his hand, which was wrapped around her, her fingertips tracing suggestive, teasing circles on his hand. "But... you seem to really like it."

Her body, in time with her words, began to sway rhythmically and gently in his arms, moving left and right, up and down.

It was a kind of... deadly grinding that could completely drive any man mad.

Chapter 198 St. Freya Service Academy?

"By the way, my dear Master Mo..."

While Beatrice was carefully wiping Lu Mo's firm chest with a soft sponge covered in foam, a strange light, full of excitement and fervor, flashed in her azure eyes as if she had suddenly remembered something interesting.

"I... intend to establish an academy..." Her voice carried a hint of dreaminess, prompting an involuntary, shameful reaction, "...a...perfect harem specifically for training...beautiful girls who can serve you, Master!"

"puff--"

Lu Mo almost choked on his breath and nearly choked on the water in the bathtub.

This script... isn't it a bit too much?!

Although theoretically, Beatrice in this world has been completely hypnotized by herself, knowing that she will take satisfying all her desires as her mission.

But... he really didn't expect her to be this crazy!

Moreover, she is not in a hypnotic state, which means that this thought came to her on her own.

But in an instant, Lu Mo recovered.

Even in an "what if" scenario, her personality wouldn't change much.

The smile at the corner of her mouth was obvious; she was taking advantage of the fact that this wasn't part of the official history to let loose—and even if she genuinely wanted to establish this academy, its importance to her should be ranked after St. Freya.

But no matter what, if his mother-in-law knew that he had tacitly approved of, or even... enjoyed, this kind of "setting", he would probably be physically "purified" by her Black Abyss White Flower!

You absolutely must keep this a secret, or you'll die.

but……

It is undeniable that...

After experiencing this period of decadent and extravagant indulgence, Lu Mo discovered that he... truly had an irrepressible and sinful interest in this kind of development.

He had even begun to uncontrollably conjure up that exquisitely luxurious "picture" in his mind.

Beatrice, as if she could read his mind, showed an even more intense expression of fervor and infatuation on her face.

She dropped the sponge in her hand and, with her equally smooth and delicate hands covered in foam, boldly smeared white foam all over his body, piquing his interest as well.

She began to talk incessantly to him, describing the grand and crazy "blueprint" in her mind.

"I will search the whole world for girls with the most beautiful faces, the most perfect figures, and... the purest souls. I will give them the strictest and most thorough education from the youngest age."

"What they learn is... how to use their bodies and their souls to please you, to serve you, to satisfy all your needs... no matter how absurd or excessive the demands..."

Beatrice paused for a moment, then continued.

"I will teach them the most perfect etiquette, the most exquisite skills, and... the most satisfying posture of service..."

“And you,” she raised her head, her azure eyes no longer showing any of the clarity that belonged to a “saint,” but rather revealing a hint of lucid madness, “simply like a true god, high above, choosing from among them, at will, the sacrifices that satisfy you most…”

After saying that, Beatrice immediately turned her face away, letting her cheeks, which were burning from her boldness, slowly calm down, and then looked at Lu Mo with that same gaze.

Knowing that Beatrice was also in a difficult position after saying those words, Lu Mo turned his head and slowly swept his gaze over the other three equally stunning "Valkyrie" before him with a look full of amusement and scrutiny.

"That sounds like a pretty good idea..."

His voice carried a hint of nonchalance, a languid tone as if he were commenting on some insignificant theatrical script, "However..."

"So, will all three of you... be involved then?"

He half-jokingly threw this wickedly humorous "question" at the three women who had been "listening in" since the beginning.

But what he didn't expect was...

It's unclear whether it was to more quickly integrate into the absurd and ridiculous atmosphere of his harem, or because their already ruined rationality led them to choose complete "self-abandonment."

Apart from Theresa, the other two people, upon hearing his words, not only showed no resistance or shame, but on the contrary...

With a serious expression, he began to consider the "feasibility" of this matter.

Shi Yu Qiluo felt that this was most likely due to her excellent professional skills.

This led her to uncontrollably construct a detailed "educational plan" that was full of systematicity and logic.

“First of all,” she said, her index finger and thumb unconsciously pinching her chin, her deep blue eyes gleaming with reason and contemplation, “the instruction of their ideals is indispensable.”

“We cannot simply and crudely instill the concept of serving you in them. If we do that, we will only be raising a group of soulless, empty puppets.”

"What we really need is for them to genuinely regard pleasing their masters as their sole faith in this life."

“We need to make them understand that their bodies, their souls, their only purpose in this world is to be possessed by him, to be played with by him, and to be favored by him.”

“That was not slavery, but... the sublime salvation they could obtain.”

"That was not depravity, but... the ultimate glory they could reach."

“We need to make them regard serving Lu Mo as the only… truth.”

Meanwhile, Cheng Lixue, though still bearing the faint blush of shyness on her cheeks, had also become serious. Her eyes, which had previously been filled with confusion and panic, now regained their stern and sharp gleam.

“Qiluo is right, but it’s a bit redundant,” she said slowly. Although her voice still trembled slightly, her tone was full of undeniable seriousness and earnestness. “I believe that external behavioral norms, and… actual service skills, are equally indispensable.”

Cheng Lixue opened her mouth in embarrassment and revealed the plan she had just come up with.

She extended a slender finger and gently tapped the edge of the bathtub, which had become slightly slippery from the steam, as if emphasizing her point of view.

"We cannot just give them loyalty; we must also give them the perfect abilities to match that loyalty."

"From the most basic standing, sitting, and walking etiquette to more complex table manners and ballroom dances; from the simplest massage and back patting to more crucial aspects..."

“Each item must undergo the most rigorous training and assessment. Only those who meet the perfect standard are qualified to be presented to their master.”

"We need to set the strictest standards for them."

Cheng Lixue's thoughts started from her experience last night.

The gesture of holding the sword hilt is perfect for practice, so theoretically, all aspects of life, including clothing, food, housing, and transportation, can be incorporated into this practice.

"Any slackness or mistake, however slight, will be subject to the most severe... punishment."

"Only in this way can we ensure that every gift delivered to its owner is the most perfect, flawless... finished product."

Seeing these two Valkyries, who were probably the most serious among the chosen ones, begin to earnestly devise plans for his absurd "harem academy" project, even clearly outlining the "curriculum" and "KPI assessment standards," Lu Mo felt an indescribable, absurd sense of absurdity welling up inside him.

This development is truly harmful.

He suppressed the laughter that was about to burst out, and slowly shifted his gaze from the two women who were gradually becoming "obsessed," turning it to the small "observer" who had remained silent from beginning to end.

"What Qiluo and Lixue said makes a lot of sense."

She first affirmed their points, then changed the subject, saying, "However, it seems you've both overlooked... the most crucial and important point."

"Ok?"

Shi Yu Qiluo and Cheng Lixue's gazes fell on her simultaneously.

Theresa met their bewildered gazes with a helpless expression that said, "I just can't do anything with you guys."

“Think about it,” she said, extending a tiny finger and tapping it lightly in the air, “Master… isn’t the kind of boring man who likes one-on-one relationships.”

"To give him the ultimate, most perfect enjoyment..."

"One person's loyalty and skills alone are far from enough."

"Most importantly, it's about... teamwork."

She looked at the two "juniors" in front of her who were deep in thought because of her words, and a mysterious smile appeared on her face as she continued her "teaching".

“You need to make them understand that they are not independent individuals, but a…indivisible whole.”

"What they need is not competition, but... perfect cooperation."

"How can two people, three people, or even... more people use their bodies to create a formation that will make the master feel most comfortable and satisfied?"

"Their breathing, their heartbeats, their every movement must be perfectly meshed together, like the most precise gears."

“Only in this way,” her voice suddenly became filled with seductive magic, “can it provide the master with extraordinary interest; otherwise, it’s just boring repetition, repetition, and more repetition.”

Chapter 199 Modified Second Collapse, "Purifying" Sirin

"I really didn't expect you to even go after the headmaster. But it's not surprising that you're capable of doing such a thing."

Beatrice discovered the Babylonian laboratory's schemes ahead of time, so in the second Honkai Impact 3rd storyline, Sirin naturally couldn't follow the original script and embark on that tragic, destructive, and lonely path of revenge.

So now, Lu Mo, Beatrice, and the "Second Herrscher" dressed in an adorable magical girl outfit are able to sit relatively peacefully on this snowfield that should have been their destined battlefield, leisurely considering what will happen "afterwards".

The only person whom Beatrice calls "Headmistress" is Sirin, a magical girl from a parallel world filled with magic and fantasy.

"Well..." Xilin mumbled indistinctly while munching on a roasted chicken leg that Lu Mo had conjured up out of nowhere, "According to what they call the 'original world,' it seems that I, in this world, happen to know a few of them?"

On the battlefield of the Second Honkai Impact, the original Second Herrscher created pseudo-Herrschers based on three of her friends, including Bella.

She also recognized those people from the "Cirin" in front of her.

It's just... the relationship is slightly different—it's just that we're elementary school classmates who haven't seen each other for a long time.

Xilin didn't feel guilty about "dragring them down with her".