Valkyrie Flavor Tasting Guide

Her words were resounding and powerful, as if they were proclaiming some kind of absolute truth.

As she spoke, she gracefully clasped her hands behind her head and slowly performed a perfect squat. This posture accentuated her already voluptuous figure, making her even more breathtaking.

“And looking at the whole of Destiny,” she slowly rose again, performing another perfect squat, “the only male among them is you.”

These suggestive and subtly exclusive words made Kiana, who was standing nearby, whistle.

As expected of Rita...

Even when swearing... he can do it so elegantly.

At this point, Rita might have still shown some loyalty to Otto as a Valkyrie.

But now it's clear that this statement was meant to insult someone.

As for whether Dad was affected by AoE? Dad isn't a person destined for greatness anymore.

“Therefore,” Rita’s gaze burned with unwavering conviction, “we dedicate everything we have to you, without reservation…”

"That is, the only meaning of our existence."

“That makes sense.” Lu Mo nodded, a “I see” expression on his face.

He stood up from the sofa, took a few steps, and slowly walked up to her, extending his hand as usual, preparing to make his move.

However, just as his fingertips were about to touch the center button of the maid outfit, Rita suddenly spoke.

"Your Mightiness."

"Ok?"

"You...have you made a mistake?"

"Serving duties are not some cozy afternoon tea."

Her voice was so serious it made you want to laugh.

"When dealing with burdens, we should... use more forceful and efficient methods to... completely eliminate them."

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Upon hearing Rita's invitation not to pity her, Lu Mo wore a "happy to serve" smile.

"Since you've made this request..."

Without any further hesitation, his hands, like the sharpest eagle claws, mercilessly seized the exquisite maid outfit.

"—Sizzle!"

A crisp sound of fabric tearing rang out in the silent air.

That "disguise," which was originally quite elegant, instantly transformed into countless shattered, black-and-white butterfly fragments.

They scattered and fluttered onto the cold floor.

It revealed the perfect "sacrifice" beneath, which had been waiting for a long time and was offered to Lu Mo, the evil god.

"hum"

Looking at her now incredibly cool and refreshed appearance, Rita showed no embarrassment whatsoever; instead, she let out a satisfied chuckle.

She didn't rush into the next stage of the task.

“So, sir,” her voice carried a perfectly timed question, “—for the next mission, would you like to activate… the codename Piglet, or… the codename Dog program?”

“…Huh?” Upon hearing this, Lu Mo’s face showed a confused expression that seemed to say, “What are you up to now?”

This scene wasn't in the script!

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“I… am confirming the next mission mode with you,” Rita explained to Lu Mo in a serious tone. “Your instructions will directly determine the service agreement for my subordinates.”

“…A dog, I guess.” Although Lu Mo was still completely confused, he subconsciously gave an answer that better suited his aesthetic sense.

After all, this style is most similar to Rita's.

The moment the words fell—

“——Woof!”

A clear, loyal cry rang out directly from Rita's mouth without any sense of incongruity.

She moved even faster than usual, immediately using both hands and feet to crawl at his feet like the most docile hunting dog.

Lu Mo fell silent upon hearing this development.

He felt his brain completely shut down in an instant.

"Wait... let me change it, I choose 'pig'." He blurted out almost subconsciously.

"--snore"

A cry, almost as vivid as the image itself, rang out again.

So, "dog" and "pig" are just substitutes for those two words, right?

“Look,” Rita finished demonstrating, a knowing look on her face that said, “Do you understand?” “This is the first step of the mission.”

“And your choice…” Rita’s words made Lu Mo realize, “will directly determine how I should choose my service route to please you.”

Although, rationally speaking, Lu Mo preferred the "dog" that represented loyalty and obedience, and Rita's potentially elegant yet proud nature.

If Rita were a dog, what breed would she be?

But looking at this beautiful woman in front of me, whose acting skills are undoubtedly capable of portraying completely different characters so vividly.

Uncontrollably, a strange, wicked thought arose in his mind: he wanted to see her become even more "unbearable."

"...Then, let's choose the porridge."

He made his choice before he could figure out the answer himself.

"—Ouch! Ouch!"

A scream that was more unbearable than any before, and even made Lu Mo wonder for the first time if what he was doing was making the other person act too humbly and despicably.

It just gushed out of Rita's mouth.

At this moment, Rita, like a real domestic animal, fell down at his feet without any dignity.

I don’t know if it’s my own imagination.

The moment she "got into character," her body seemed to actually become... plumper and more voluptuous.

Moreover, it had an absurdly succulent quality, bordering on greasy. But thankfully, it was within manageable limits.

Immediately afterward, before Lu Mo could react, she arched her body and began to frantically and haphazardly kiss and lick his body with her pretty face, which had originally been full of elegance and dignity, leaving Lu Mo somewhat overwhelmed.

"Tsk..." Lu Mo's voice was full of amusement and exasperation, "Isn't this pig mode a little too enthusiastic?"

"-- Ouch! This is a necessary part of the mission! Ouch! Ouch!"

Rita continued to make those obscene noises.

That strange and inexplicable sense of satisfaction welled up in Lu Mo's heart, filled with a stark contrast.

Even so, Lu Mo was still not quite used to facing this mode without being prepared.

Even if he had several more wives like this, he wouldn't admit defeat.

"Stop...stop!" Although Lu Mo was used to Rita's initiative, he was indeed a little overwhelmed by Rita's behavior in this mode.

He pressed down on the head that was still wriggling wildly against him and gave a new command, "Switch to dog mode!"

Although this absurd self-deprecation did excite him immensely, it was undeniable that he found this part of the whole process quite exhausting.

"Wang."

Upon hearing the new instruction, Rita immediately stopped moving.

Her eyes, which had been so engrossed in the role that they were filled with "honesty" and "obsession," instantly transformed back into a clear light of "loyalty" and "liveliness."

She slowly climbed off Lu Mo and, with an elegant and submissive posture, knelt down in front of him again.

Then, she extended her tongue and, with a gentle, almost obsequious force, licked the large hand that had just subdued her, a hand that exuded the aura of its "master."

The movements were full of skill.

Like a "pig," it is filled with a chaotic and unruly frenzy.

Like a human being, it carries a hint of deliberate shyness, full of reserve.

It was a perfect balance, somewhere in between...—full of the "pet's" self-aware, humble intimacy.

“…Really,” Lu Mo sighed as he looked at the beautiful “maid” in front of him who had instantly switched roles and become incredibly “obedient,” “Why is there such a big difference?”

“Because…” Rita continued with her task.

He explained slowly, using a tone full of "professional" sophistication and self-assurance.

"The core of the dog model is absolute loyalty and obedience."

"The highest priority is to make the task recipient feel happy."

“So…” A flawless smile, radiating “please give me your orders,” appeared on her face.

"As long as it's what you want..."

"Whatever it is, I will do it for you."

But this smile seemed much more hollow than usual. If Lu Mo saw this smile elsewhere, he would definitely feel heartache.

But now... why do I feel a little good about it?

In short, Lu Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his "pet" finally becoming "obedient".

“Very good,” he leaned back on the sofa and, in a languid tone, issued a new instruction, “Then, continue with your mission.”

"As you command, sir."

Rita's answer remained absolute obedience. She did not immediately begin any actions that implied "service."

Instead, they continued in their official, bureaucratic manner, still going through the "task reporting" process.

"The core objective of this night service is to collect and store your genetic information to the greatest extent possible."

"I need to use my own body as a container until... this place is completely filled with your information."

To put it bluntly, it's just... you know.

“And to achieve this goal,” Rita’s face was full of the classic “I’ll do anything to get it done” expression, “I will do everything I can to please you and make you… able to complete this collection work more efficiently.”

"include……"

From somewhere, she pulled out two small metal clips with silver bells attached to the ends, and... a whole string of pearl necklaces of different sizes, shimmering with a warm luster.

"—Use some necessary auxiliary tools."

……

The two small clips then came onto Rita's body, jingling as she moved.

The string of pearls of varying sizes, like the most perfect "work of art," was hidden somewhere, hanging down slowly, swaying gently with every subtle movement of her body.

"Ring... Ring..."

The crisp, yet ambiguous sound of bells echoed in the silent air.

Rita braced her hands on the cold tabletop, and began her work with an air of utter submissiveness and obsequiousness.

Lu Mo was thoroughly enjoying this top-notch "service" that was a feast for the eyes and ears, and a different kind of light flashed in his dark eyes as he fully enjoyed it all.

“Hey, Rita, you and I are doing this…”

"Your Lady Durandal, won't you... be angry?"

Upon hearing this question, which was clearly intended to sow discord, Rita's body, which was "working diligently," stiffened slightly.

But then she looked up, confused, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"...Angry? Why would she be angry?"

The sheer volume of information hidden in Rita's trembling voice, combined with her words, made her even more "terrifying."

"I just……"

A natural smile appeared on her face.