Valkyrie Flavor Tasting Guide

"Of course."

Lu Mo did not deny it at all.

That's his favorite thing.

“In that case, Mei,” Lu Mo said with a wicked smile, having already decided on his next task, his beloved wife who had nominally become his “servant,” “—go and seduce Kiana.”

"Lu Mo, you're so naughty!" Upon hearing this, Mei not only showed no embarrassment, but also playfully stuck out her tongue.

"You've been here for so long, but... you haven't really enjoyed me yet! Now let me seduce Kiana..."

"—We should at least...feed them first, before we talk about anything else, right?"

Mei's words carried a strong sense of threat.

If you don't feed me properly, aren't you afraid I'll give it to you later?

Mei makes no attempt to conceal their relationship... She's even using this relationship to force Lu Mo to replenish his mana.

"Then... how about we go together?"

Before Lu Mo could respond, Beatrice had already taken the initiative and extended a forbidden "invitation" to Mei.

"This experience... must be wonderful, right?" A mischievous smile, full of triumph, spread across her face. "This kind of rice bowl is quite rare, isn't it?"

As she spoke, Beatrice naturally lay down on the soft and spacious bed first, and stretched out her pure white arms, full of invitation, towards Mei, who was also looking on expectantly.

Mei, too, understood perfectly. The two of them tacitly held each other's hands... If the other person wasn't the Saintess, this level of understanding would make one wonder if Mei would "pluck out the hair" next.

In short, his body, which displayed a rare "mature temperament" among his companions, was tightly intertwined with the soft, warm body beneath him, which exuded a holy aura, in an extremely erotic pose...

"This... rice bowl..."

Looking at this exquisite "double-layered" painting, composed of two stunning beauties with equally breathtaking looks but vastly different temperaments, one is struck by its beauty.

An absurd and bizarre idea flashed uncontrollably through Lu Mo's mind.

Judging from the complex relationship between the two of them, which is filled with "ambiguity" and "special" implications...

—Is this… considered a “X-wife” rice bowl?

That's quite a rare combination...

This action usually requires twice the amount of content involving cows to trigger.

And she has to be a married woman.

But now... there's absolutely no need to worry about this problem.

"Hmph, looks like you really do have a taste for this."

Beatrice looked at Lu Mo's unusually lecherous expression, his eyes shining and his mouth practically watering.

He couldn't help but chuckle softly, his voice filled with undisguised, teasing amusement.

This level of attraction is indeed rare. After all, it was an unexpected delight.

"I wonder... between me and Kiana, who excites you more in this situation?"

As Mei spoke, she slowly lowered her body further down towards the unknown space below, filled with a sense of holiness and warmth.

She couldn't help but crave this flavor.

She's so charming, no wonder so many veteran Valkyries consider her their ideal woman.

And... Mei really wants to say that the Saintess is a woman who could be her mother.

This made Mei's actions unconsciously full of undisguised implications—her fingers gently stroking her moist lips, as if she was about to bite them off.

"Well... I've fed you, but you can't go back on your word."

Now that this incredibly tempting "double-layered rice bowl" has been practically served to him, how could he possibly just stand by and watch?

"Is this Changkong City?"

Kiana stood on the unfamiliar street, looking around at the bustling scene full of modern urban atmosphere, a perfectly appropriate look of confusion on her face, which was full of the feeling of "newcomer".

"Hmm... According to the plan, next I should go find... Lu Mo... no, I should go find Mei."

As Kiana spoke, she couldn't help but reach out and touch her forehead, revealing a complex expression on her face that she herself was unaware of—a mixture of helplessness and sweetness.

The performance fell apart as soon as it started.

I think I'm actually starting to like my wicked husband more and more.

Even though it was a script she wrote herself, when she actually got into character, the first person she thought of was still him.

Could it be that... Mei is no longer that important to me?

In her mind, she was engaging in a chaotic self-criticism filled with the sentiments of a "teenage girl in love."

She strode slowly toward Chiba Academy, her long, slender, and energetic legs carrying her.

Just as she was about to reach a classic T-junction, a place brimming with fate and coincidence.

A sudden burst of hurried, frantic footsteps rang out from the other end of the corner.

Kiana instinctively tried to dodge to the side. However, the opponent's speed was much faster than she had imagined.

"——Bang!"

A soft, peculiar muffled sound echoed through the silent air.

“Ahh…!”

"it hurts……!"

Two delicate cries, both full of girlish charm and tinged with panic and pain, rang out simultaneously.

Immediately afterwards, Kiana felt her body being bumped by something soft.

"Sorry"

The girl beneath her, who was also dazed from the fall, didn't notice the complex emotions on Kiana's face.

She hurriedly got up from the ground, not even having time to brush off the dust, and like a fugitive fleeing from some terrifying being, she didn't look back and wanted to escape this scene full of "unexpected" events immediately.

"Raiden Mei?"

Kiana was almost not used to being called "Mei" by her first name like that.

Mei is just her mission target right now. They haven't spent any time together in the script, so she can't call her that so affectionately, can she?

"—You've mistaken me for someone else, I'm not!"

Upon hearing that familiar name, Mei's body stiffened abruptly. But she didn't turn around; instead, she quickly denied it in a cold tone filled with wariness and aloofness.

She's pretending to be the same lonely, bullied, bankrupt heiress she always was.

He mistook the mysterious girl who suddenly appeared before him and revealed his identity for a dangerous villain who also harbored ill intentions towards him.

“It really is you,” Kiana said with an “I knew it” expression. “—I’m sorry, I can’t… let you leave.”

Kiana is following the same script that her "older sister" experienced back then.

She came to Changkong City for only one purpose—

—Reclaim the Third Herrscher's original body, which is about to fully awaken here.

"Let me go!" A hint of panic flashed in Mei's eyes, and she instinctively tried to break free.

The two of them, like two entangled young animals, began to tug at each other in this deserted street corner.

Despite their dangerous identities, the two's playful banter held no allure whatsoever.

However, during this struggle, Kiana keenly sensed something was amiss...

—Mei's movements look...unsteady no matter how you look at it.

— Simply put, he walks with a limp.

This familiar, déjà vu instantly stirred up a complex mix of emotions within Kiana—a mixture of understanding and a touch of bitterness.

—This is clearly the result of being intimate with that bastard for a long time, leaving my body feeling sore and weak!

Moreover, as the distance between the two continued to close, Kiana even caught a faint, unfamiliar scent emanating from Mei.

A unique lily fragrance, as crisp and cool as the first snow, yet with a touch of intoxicating gentleness.

It's not... the taste I'm familiar with.

—Mei, just now you and "Lia-neechan" were both... "loved" by that bastard at the same time, right?

Kiana suddenly felt an indescribable and intense sense of grievance.

no……

This...this is too much, Mei!

The person who was getting intimate with that scoundrel alongside "Sister Leah"... shouldn't it be me?!

Why... why you?!

Kiana felt as if her heart had been violently clenched by an invisible hand.

A bitter, resentful feeling, filled with the sense of betrayal, surged uncontrollably from the depths of her heart.

Wait a minute, I think I've seen this scene before with my older sister.

It's in four squares...

She suddenly felt that she had an urge to temporarily cut ties with this wicked woman who had "taken advantage of her vulnerability" for ten minutes.

Both of them were that scoundrel's wives, so... she didn't care who ran away first or who got taken advantage of first.

but……

—But this is a different story!

Mei, what are you getting involved in?

Kiana immediately decided to knock Mei unconscious and take her home first.

Without any further hesitation, she exerted a slight force in her hand, and with a precise and effortless chop, she cleanly and neatly struck Mei's smooth nape.

"Well……"

Mei only managed to let out a short, muffled groan before her eyes rolled back and she collapsed into the arms of her "love rival," who was filled with complex emotions.

Yes, they are rivals in love. These days, whenever Lu Mo is involved, the two of them often forget some things by accident.

……

"Master... is this really alright?"

“Sister Lia,” Lu Mo’s voice suddenly sounded a little helpless, “when they’re around, you shouldn’t call me that anymore.”

Although it was indeed pleasant to be addressed with such a submissive form of address, being called "Beateria" in front of Kiana, the "official wife," was...

—I have a feeling...I'm a little anxious.

“Then… just like before,” Beatrice said with a gentle smile full of understanding and affection. “—I’m calling you, Xiao Mo.”

Chapter 216 I need to figure out a way to trick my wife into my husband's bed.

Beatrice's "past," and... the "truth" of her birth, will only be known when he has gradually "propelled" this complex "script" forward enough to truly "resurrect" his mother-in-law.

Lu Mo was truly filled with curiosity about the past memories of this beautiful "saintess" who possessed perfect charm and allure.

How exactly did she become one of my own?

"Speaking of which... when you said it was okay, you meant..."

Beatrice did not answer Lu Mo's question immediately.

She simply swept her playful gaze back and forth between the two figures staring at each other on the monitor, then nodded at them.

"Xiao Mo, you..." Her voice carried an undisguised, mocking tone, "Aren't you afraid that Kiana might lay a hand on Mei?"

“Under other circumstances, it would be fine,” she said, gently touching her moist lips with her finger. “Kiana… she’s been holding back for a long time, hasn’t she?”

Don't do such cute things unconsciously, I'm not even interested in watching anymore.

"Someone like Xiaomei is an exceptional person from any angle."

"—Can Kiana... really hold back?"

"Don't worry," Lu Mo said with a confident smile that screamed "I've got the plan all figured out," "—Mei's current persona is..."