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Upon hearing this, Beatrice was taken aback at first, and then her azure eyes blazed with a light even more frenzied than ever before.

"is it?"

This means that Lu Mo is about to become the person she will know in the future. It will be more interesting to play with Lu Mo like that.

"In this case……"

"I'm about to... go back to normal."

As those cold and distant words fell, all the emotions that had arisen in Beatrice's eyes because of Yu Duchen vanished completely.

Instead, there is an absolute calm and clarity, like an ancient, frozen landscape.

From the moment she stepped into the Babylonian laboratory until she unknowingly started a "tea party" that dragged everyone else into it...

All the memories that had been distorted and altered by Yu Duchen were suddenly poured back into Beatrice's mind after she was "unbrainwashed".

She recalled how she had been controlled by this "experimental subject" whom she had saved, who had repaid kindness with enmity, using such despicable and shameless means.

She recalled how, through his wicked actions, she had gradually abandoned everything she had ever pursued, and been controlled to become someone she would never become.

She recalled how she had... personally lured her two most trusted and cherished teammates step by step into this terrifying "trap" that he had meticulously woven.

"you……"

Her voice was hoarse from extreme anger and self-reproach. Her once clear, azure eyes were now burning with a raging fire of regret and pain, a fire capable of utterly incinerating the soul.

She suddenly raised her hand and, with an almost self-destructive force, shoved away the "devil" who was pressing down on her, watching her changing expressions with amusement.

"You... filthy... monster...!"

Her body trembled violently due to extreme emotional turmoil. Her eyes, which were originally full of tenderness and love, now looked at Lu Mo with undisguised, deep disgust and hatred.

"Hiss, that really stings a bit." Even though Lu Mo knew it was fake, he still felt a pang of pain in his heart after being looked at like that by Beatrice.

"What...what have you done to us?!"

"What have you done to Qiluo and Lixue... what have you turned them into?!"

She questioned and roared, her voice filled with pain and despair, sounding so jarring in the quiet cabin.

However, faced with her accusations filled with blood and tears, Lu Mo's face showed not a trace of guilt or remorse.

He simply kept that amused expression, as if he were watching a wonderful drama unfold, and slowly got up from the ground, brushing off non-existent dust from his body.

"what did I do?"

His voice remained as understated as ever, yet it possessed an undeniable, breathtaking magic.

"I simply... showed you your truest nature."

"You're talking nonsense...! My true nature... is not like that...!"

Beatrice's voice became shrill due to extreme shame and indignation.

She sat up abruptly in bed, reaching out to stop Lu Mo from uttering those demonic words that would utterly crush her last shred of dignity.

"If you don't believe me, we can prove it with experiments."

Lu Mo suppressed Beatrice's possibility of running away, restricting her movement from his superior position.

Before Beatrice could say anything, her lips felt as if something had touched them—

She realized the problem even without Lu Mo recounting what happened next—

She was just now

"Is that enough proof?"

I've wanted to play this kind of storyline for a long time, especially with a woman like Beatrice.

“I’m not controlling your body or your mind right now, isn’t that enough proof?” It felt so good to say that before Beatrice could even defend herself.

Even though she knew what Lu Mo meant, Beatrice still felt a tremor in her mind.

The impact of those words was indeed quite strong; even though Beatrice had prepared herself mentally, she still felt a strange sense of unease.

"See, I don't even need to give the order; your body just does it on its own."

"Isn't this the best proof that this is your true nature?"

Lu Mo continued to subtly change the subject, while Beatrice gradually began to show signs of wavering.

Her reaction just now was indeed something she did subconsciously; that's an undeniable fact.

yes……

Just now... I...

How could I...

"Why...why is this happening?" she murmured to herself, lost and disoriented, her azure eyes filled with confusion and despair. Was she really that bad?

Lu Mo slowly walked up to her, looking down at the "saintess" he had completely ruined.

On his face appeared a godlike smile, one that sent chills down Beatrice's spine yet captivated her, a smile filled with both pity and cruelty.

"That's all because..."

His voice was as soft as a sigh, yet as heavy as a pronouncement of fate. It was filled with mockery of her.

“You… were destined to… become mine from the very beginning.”

This despair, born from extreme shame and self-loathing, did not last long.

After all, she was the most powerful "saint" in the entire European continent during this era.

Her will had long been tempered into the toughest steel through countless brutal battles.

After only a moment of distraction, she suddenly struggled back out of the abyss of despair that would plunge most girls in this situation into.

"Do not……"

Although her voice still trembled slightly, her once-focused azure eyes had rekindled a furious fire of unyielding determination, enough to burn everything.

"I...I'm not...!"

She knew that her disgusting and despicable reaction just now was not due to any damned "nature".

That was entirely because of this despicable "demon" in front of me, who used those despicable and shameless means to gradually transform my body into the kind of thing that would uncontrollably crave more if I were touched by him even slightly!

all of these……

It's all...his fault!

If she doesn't kill him, even more people will fall victim to her cruelty.

"I'm going to... kill you...!"

Her figure transformed in an instant into a pure white afterimage that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

The next instant, she appeared in front of the "devil" who was looking at her with amusement.

Her delicate hands, so full of purity and beauty, now resembled the most terrifying claws of death, mercilessly and fiercely gripping his seemingly fragile, slender neck.

if only……

If only she used just a tiny bit more strength...

She could mercilessly and thoroughly erase this "demon" who had brought her endless humiliation and pain from this world.

To stop more Valkyries from being ravaged by her.

She still remembers the proposal she made while under hypnosis.

We absolutely cannot let that happen.

This mistake must be stopped.

however……

Just moments before her fingers, taut with extreme anger, were about to utterly rob him of his fragile life.

Her movements, however, abruptly stopped.

However, just before she was about to snap Lu Mo's neck, a sudden, excruciating feeling of weakness, like the most vicious curse, instantly swept over her entire body.

That's because of... the fierce "battle" with "Second Herrscher" Sirin before.

In that battle that could have completely leveled the entire Siberian snowfield, she almost exhausted all the energy in her body.

At this moment, she not only looked extremely disheveled, but her physical condition was actually much more serious than it appeared. She even found it incredibly difficult to maintain the most basic standing posture.

Her hand, which had been gripping Lu Mo's neck, lost all strength in an instant and could only slide down his body helplessly and slowly.

"what happened?"

Lu Mo's face still wore that playful, as if he had everything under control. He stretched out the hands that filled Beatrice with fear at that moment, and gently took the slender hands that belonged to the "Saintess," which were weakly pounding on his chest, back into his own palm without any effort.

"Our...powerful Saintess..."

His voice was filled with undisguised mockery, "Where did that... the aura that was going to tear me apart go?"

"Let...let me go...!"

Beatrice used all her strength to make a sound that made Lu Mo feel incredibly happy.

Her struggles seemed futile and powerless under Lu Mo's seemingly weak yet steel-like grip.

The more she struggled, the more satisfied Lu Mo became.

She watched helplessly as her body, which should have been full of strength, purity, and pride, once again, like the most docile lamb, uncontrollably and willingly submitted to the man who had manipulated her...

—The most humble, submissive, and servant-like act.

Her consciousness was filled with unwilling lamentations and desperate cries.

However, her body seemed to possess an independent will, completely ignoring her resistance and faithfully carrying out all the man's silent "commands."

She could only watch, numbly and desperately, from a third-person perspective, as a helpless "bystander" trapped inside her own body, how she gradually became that man's "plaything" once again.

Looking at the hands that were once used to wield the Holy Lance, she saw how they were undressing him.

Looking at how those feet that were originally meant to trample evil were now offering themselves to him in the most humble way.

And looking at my own mouth, which was meant for prayer, how...

He... completely, in that unspeakable way, without reservation, completely blocked...the opening.

"Isn't that enough?"

As Lu Mo admired the incredibly moving expression of struggle and despair on the face of the "saintess" before him, he sighed inwardly.

Although it was all just a "script," Beatrice's unwavering will was indeed as strong as he had expected—after all, she was the one.

In the previous script, Beatrice was exhausted before he could successfully hypnotize her, but now she came prepared and took the initiative to resist.

But...

This way, it’s more interesting.

"Since that's the case, then... let's make things a little more interesting..."

A crueler, more wicked smile curled at the corners of Lu Mo's lips.

He knew that to completely break down this "saint's" last psychological defenses, physical conquest alone would not be enough.

But Yu Duchen's power is not limited to this level.

Besides simple hypnosis, there are many other ways to develop "consciousness".

Just like it is now.

Lu Mo broke free of the control again, but Beatrice did not have time to kill Lu Mo again before Yu Du Chen was activated once more.

A massive torrent of information, completely incomprehensible to her and filled with ambiguous and taboo images, surged forth like the most turbulent tide, without warning and with devastating force, breaching Beatrice's already crumbling dam of consciousness.

Those were memories she had never experienced before, yet they were incredibly real...

Sunlight streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, casting dazzling patches of light on the floor. The young Valkyries were toiling away, undergoing rigorous training day after day. And she, their most respected "instructor," was surveying the entire training ground with a serious expression.

However, right in everyone's blind spot—in that dimly lit storage room filled with all sorts of training equipment.

She was being pressed against the cold wall in an aggressive manner by a "boy" who was much smaller than her.

She was resisting, struggling, but her body didn't resist as resolutely as it would in reality; instead, it flirted with her, seemingly wanting to refuse but actually accepting.

The enormous Ferris wheel slowly ascended towards the highest point in the sky. Inside the small, enclosed cabin, she sat side by side with the equally mysterious "boy."