Valkyrie Flavor Tasting Guide

His face once again wore that innocent smile full of "pampering" and "flattery," and he took the initiative to bring the cup to Kiana's lips.

—If I keep teasing her like this, my jealous "official wife" might really get angry.

Kiana could easily guess the cliché of something being put in the drink without even having to think about it.

But undeniably, for someone like myself who is currently playing the role of an "unaware girl," this is indeed... the simplest, and also the most brutal and effective method.

She did not refuse, but obediently drank the cold liquid in the glass, which was filled with "love" and "calculation," in one gulp, using the man's hand.

"Hmm...this taste..." She smacked her lips, her face displaying a perfectly balanced expression of "confusion" and "innocence," "It feels...a little...strange."

Kiana naturally knew what that so-called "secret" was—they had drunk that stuff countless times already.

However, unlike the other two, she did not immediately display any "unseemly" behavior.

She simply moved her hand slowly to her equally flat and warm lower abdomen.

No one could see that on her smooth skin, a strange pattern, like a "stigmata," was slowly beginning to emit an ambiguous, eerie pink glow as the "special drink" entered her stomach.

In this script, her body has already undergone the most thorough and in-depth "special modification" in order to better "serve" their common "master".

"...This is...Master's...scent?"

Kiana whispered something in a voice that seemed to be audible only to herself, like a dream.

There's no mistake, the only thing that can make your body react is your own owner.

Immediately afterwards, a captivating, intoxicating blush spread across her face.

"Is she... able to get drunk from a beverage?" A hint of confusion, filled with concern and worry, flashed in Mei's eyes.

“I’m afraid…” Beatrice looked at the scene before her that was so familiar, a complex smile of understanding and helplessness on her face, “that she’s drunk on something else.”

Kiana gets drunk from a beverage? Even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe that, let alone Lu Mo.

There's only one possible explanation for this dramatic turn of events—

This must be a "new concept" that Kiana came up with on the spot.

“Although the script is old-fashioned,” Lu Mo looked at the “little drunkard” who was completely “unconscious” and slumped on the table, a wicked smile full of “planning” on his face, “but she… seems to be even more anxious than me.”

"Sister Leah, help me move her inside."

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"Me?" Beatrice smiled at the undisguised mischievous grin on Lu Mo's face, her voice carrying a hint of knowing indulgence, "What mischief are you up to now?"

"I've always had bad intentions, haven't I?" Lu Mo never denied it, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the two equally alluring bodies.

—The long-awaited rice bowl, I'd better try it!

He walked over to Kiana, who was still "asleep," and began to examine her without any hesitation.

"Phew...really, this is the style inside," he exclaimed with delight, as if he had discovered something new. "And what's with Shirakawa? He even tried to steal my things. Heh, now... he's gotten himself involved too."

While maintaining his "scripted" persona, Lu Mo admired Kiana's bold and cunning inner "style".

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That's really daring! It's much more interesting than when we lived together in the real world.

“Sister Leah,” he turned to the “saint” who was also looking at them with curiosity, and gave her an innocent smile full of “request”, “—first put your hands on the headboard, then… kneel on the bed board… yes, just like that.”

This pose undoubtedly has a very strong visual impact on Kiana, who is about to be "placed" beneath it.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Mo slowly moved the unconscious body in his arms directly beneath Beatrice... so that when Kiana opened her eyes, the visual effect would be very strong.

"Alright, now... it's time to enjoy Kiana."

Lu Mo admired the exquisite "painting" before him, which was full of layered beauty, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He didn't immediately begin further "communication," but instead slowly leaned down and took the initiative to press his lips to the lips of the beautiful "Sleeping Beauty," who was still in a "dormant" state.

Kiana is usually too proactive, full of energy and aggression.

Like now, quietly and silently, like a delicate doll, letting herself be taken and asked for without any response, it has... a unique charm.

After a kiss that was full of "one-sided possession," Lu Mo reluctantly straightened up.

Her fingertips gently caressed her skin, which still carried the other person's sweet scent.

"Miss Kiana, sleeping like that... will make you catch a cold. I mean it!"

He uttered false words full of "concern," but his hands showed no sign of stopping.

Lu Mo pretended that he wanted to use some "physical means" to "wake up" the "little guest" who had accidentally "fallen asleep".

His fingertips first gently traced the alluring blush on her cheeks, and then followed the graceful curve of her neck downwards.

As Lu Mo's actions became more and more intense, Kiana's body began to radiate an increasingly eerie and dazzling pink light.

"……Owner……"

A soft, dreamlike whisper suddenly escaped from the lips of that previously unresponsive, soft body.

"Master...sniff..."

The white-haired girl, who had just been in a "sleepy" state, suddenly twitched her nostrils slightly, just like a young animal that had caught the scent of its master.

Upon seeing the man looking at her with curiosity, Kiana's eyes were instantly filled with a pure joy and a passionate, moving light.

Without any further hesitation, she crawled over naturally, approaching Lu Mo with an attitude full of extreme humility and submissiveness.

Her nose gently rubbed against his trouser leg, filled with affection and tenderness.

Its obedient and ingratiating appearance was just like that of a loyal hunting dog that had finally found its long-lost master.

“Master,” her voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement, “Kiana… I’ve finally found you!”

……Owner?"

Lu Mo's voice was filled with just the right amount of surprise.

He looked down at the white-haired girl at his feet, who had suddenly become incredibly "obedient" and seemed so familiar, and a bewildered expression appeared on his face as if he hadn't been able to react for a moment.

“Yes,” Kiana slowly raised her head. In her deep blue eyes, there was no longer any trace of dazedness or intoxication. Instead, there was a fanaticism filled with absolute loyalty and obedience, like the most exquisite doll. “—Student of St. Freya Academy, Class of 14, Valkyrie of Master Lu Mo, code name K.”

"From the moment of its birth, it has been undergoing various... special training in order to better serve its master."

Kiana, with utmost formality and using this completely distorted worldview, solemnly introduced herself.

"I never expected... that this mission would give me the honor of meeting you in person, Master..."

Her voice carried an irrepressible excitement, brimming with "unexpected joy."

"—This is really...so gratifying."

As she spoke, Kiana began to introduce what was so compelling that any "official" version would want to draw their sword and attack... "Modified St. Freya".

"After Saint Beatrice sacrificed herself to protect humanity, Lady Theresa, Lady Shigure Kira, and Lady Cheng Lixue inherited her will and, after many hardships, finally established the St. Freya Academy we know today."

"On the surface, this place is just like any other training base of Schicksal, an ordinary place simply used to train Valkyries to fight against the Honkai."

“But in reality…” Her voice dropped even lower in an instant, taking on a mysterious tone filled with secrecy and pride, “—Lady Theresa will select from each year’s freshmen those girls who are most qualified in terms of both physical fitness and mental resilience, and give them… special, targeted training.”

“These carefully selected ‘excellent samples’,” a morbid smile of fanaticism and obsession spread across her face, “will be instilled with the purest ideals of service. Ultimately… they will become beings existing solely to please you, their master…”

"—A personal plaything."

“And I,” she pointed to herself, her deep blue eyes gleaming with pride and smugness, “was originally the most perfect biological weapon, secretly cultivated by that guy Otto.”

"After developing certain combat abilities, they were sent to St. Freya for re-education, which was called training."

"So... naturally, they became... carefully cultivated by Lady Theresa and others in secret for you, Master..."

"—The most perfect, dedicated Valkyrie."

“Beatencia, you… have a fine junior.” Lu Mo’s words were loaded with meaning, hinting at something.

"You are... Lady Beatrice?!" Before Beatrice could respond, Kiana exclaimed as if she were a fanatical fan seeing her idol.

Excitedly, it swung its non-existent "tail" at her, "I never thought... I would be able to see the legendary Master's number one firearm with my own eyes... I'm really... so happy!"

As she spoke, she naturally knelt down beside Beatrice with the utmost respect for a junior.

"—May I...serve you alongside my master?"

This request, imbued with the meaning of "inheritance" and "handover," brought a saintly smile to Beatrice's face, a smile that was full of "gratification" and "understanding."

She didn't speak, but slowly extended her warm and welcoming, pure arms to the man who had been waiting for her.

……

What followed was a battle filled with themes of "inheritance" and "competition" between "seniors" and "juniors," between "saintesses" and "weapons"...

—A silent, collaborative performance.

The two did not exchange any further words.

They were like two highly sophisticated "dolls" programmed with the same instructions, moving with an air of perfect understanding and harmony.

From both sides, simultaneously, they tightly embraced their shared "master" in the middle.

Their movements sometimes intersected, sometimes overlapped, yet they always maintained a delicate balance full of beauty.

Chapter 219 Modified St. Freya Academy

"So... my genes come from Lady Beatrice?"

After a "senior-junior exchange" filled with the meaning of "teaching" and "passing on," Kiana, completely satisfied, lay lazily in Beatrice's warm embrace, which was full of "maternal" radiance, like the most clingy kitten.

His expression revealed only one emotion: longing.

"No wonder... my master and I get along so well."

While she lingered, gazing with fascination at the softness beneath her, a place brimming with a sense of sanctity and security, she continued to follow the script, uttering sighs of "understanding" and "satisfaction."

Although she knew that the person in front of her wasn't the real "original," she was truly enjoying the moment.

Anyway, she's not the real deal, so what's wrong with her enjoying it a little?

Moreover, because of Beatrice's body, she is always in that "special" state in this script.

Kiana, still savoring the memory, touched her lower abdomen, reminiscing about the sweet and wonderful feeling she had just experienced when she and that scoundrel were lying on either side of her in her arms.

"Speaking of which..."

As if suddenly remembering something, she abruptly sat up again from that intoxicatingly tender state.

A fervent light shone in those deep blue eyes, but unusually, this time he was there to "report on his work."

“Master, Lady Beatrice,” her voice suddenly became incredibly “professional,” filled with undisguised pride and self-satisfaction, “as for us, St. Freya, we are not just… only used as dedicated Valkyries.”

"—To be more precise," Kiana's face revealed a fervent smile full of pride, "the entire Valkyrie roster of St. Freya is actually... the master's private property."

This was a design I had come up with with great difficulty.

I definitely need to show it off.

As she spoke, she began to describe at length the "operating model" of this utopia filled with "love" and "dedication"... and more deeply.

"During the day, everyone attends classes as usual, learning how to become a qualified Valkyrie who protects humanity."

“And at night…” Her voice dropped even lower in an instant, taking on a mysterious and alluring quality, “—besides us, the elite Valkyries carefully selected by our teachers, who will receive even more in-depth and special training…”

"—The school's radio broadcasts would also silently play a special radio wave that could profoundly alter the subconscious."

“As long as… Master, you descend before them,” a wicked smile curled at the corner of her lips, “you can, at your own will, activate… another mode within their bodies anytime, anywhere.”

“So…” Her voice once again became filled with extreme, undisguised flattery and seduction.

"As long as you're willing to think about it, Master..."

"The entire St. Freya Academy can become a place that serves only you..."

"It's your own private paradise."

Kiana's voice was filled with pride, as if she were introducing a perfect work of art.

"And that's not all."

“For example… in the most basic physical training,” she held up a finger and drew lightly in the air, “Lady Theresa would deliberately modify the parameters of the training equipment. So that ordinary students who were doing squats or weightlifting would unconsciously develop… a more perky and more elastic perfect figure.”

"Although they themselves only think that this is to gain stronger explosive power and balance in close combat..." Kiana's face revealed a sly smile, "-but in reality... this is also so that in the future, when they serve you with their bodies, they can make... more lasting and more perfectly fitting movements for you."

“And… in Shigure Kira’s shooting training,” her voice became more excited, “she would require every student, when practicing shooting at moving targets, to… perform dodging movements that are full of high-speed rotation and flexibility, like a dance, while maintaining absolute accuracy in shooting.”

"On the surface, this is to cultivate their survival skills and multi-tasking capabilities in complex battlefield environments..." Kiana said, deliberately mimicking that alluring and seductive "shooting dance" in front of Lu Mo.