Valkyrie Flavor Tasting Guide

Kiana and Mei will, today, in this grand and sacred ceremony that brings together all their "sisters," publicly give everything to him, the third party, as the "bride" and "groom."

Soon, two "immortals" with equally stunning looks, yet with completely different auras, walked in through the huge floor-to-ceiling window connecting the bedroom to the terrace.

One of them wore the "Cloud Ink Heart" armor that he knew all too well, one that exuded the classical charm of China. She was Fu Hua, the one who had protected China for five thousand years and had now completely entrusted her heart and soul to him.

The other person was dressed in a smart and handsome white "White Night Butler" suit, exuding elegance and sophistication. He was "Hua," a young man from a distant pre-civilization era.

Neither of them spoke; they simply moved silently behind Lu Mo, like two perfect shadows.

Their expressions all carried a solemnity and seriousness akin to executing a supreme command.

The two people were there to help Lu Mo get dressed.

Fu Hua's movements were as steady and precise as ever. With gentle movements, she slowly slipped the soft silk shirt over Lu Mo's head.

Of course, her fingertips would inevitably brush against the abs he had worked out on her.

At such times, her perpetually indifferent face would reflect this.

Then, an extremely subtle and barely perceptible blush would uncontrollably rise to her cheeks.

This is now Fu Hua's subconscious reaction.

The iron tree can bloom again, which perfectly describes Fu Hua today.

On the other hand, the character "华" appears noticeably clumsy.

When Lu Mo put her arms into her sleeves, a clear look of panic and helplessness appeared on her face.

Even though she's been slept with several times, she still learns very slowly in this area.

She wanted to help, but didn't know where to start.

Those equally slender hands gestured helplessly in mid-air for a long time, and in the end, they could only imitate the way the theoretical "senior"—actually the "junior"—became.

She hurriedly helped him straighten his collar, which Fu Hua had already smoothed out and which was now completely wrinkle-free.

"Yes...I'm sorry!"

Hua is still very inexperienced. Having only recently joined the harem, she is far from being as skilled as she will be in the future.

Looking at the Fu Hua of the past who was completely thrown into disarray by his "teasing," Lu Mo's mischievousness resurfaced uncontrollably.

He slowly turned around, temporarily shifting his gaze from the flustered "Hua," enjoying the pleasure of her escalating emotions.

Then, the light fell on the real "immortal" who was watching the two of them "fooling around" with a helpless expression.

He didn't speak, but simply raised an eyebrow slightly at Fu Hua.

As Lu Mo's wife, whom he adored even without considering her figure, Fu Hua naturally understood the meaning behind Lu Mo's gesture.

—It's your turn.

Come quickly and "serve" me.

Fu Hua instinctively wanted to refuse. But when her gaze met Lu Mo's domineering gaze in mid-air, the words "no" that were on the tip of her tongue just wouldn't come out.

It's always been like this; as long as Lu Mo is assertive, she has no choice.

No matter what others did, they couldn't persuade her, but Lu Mo could.

"Today...is their big day..." Her voice was as soft as a sigh, "They shouldn't...waste too much time and energy on me."

She had no intention of stealing the spotlight in this situation.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Mo's smile deepened.

He reached out and grabbed Fu Hua's wrist with his fingers. The rough action made the two seem less like a married couple and more like Lu Mo, a bully, trying to take advantage of Fu Hua, a respectable woman.

But who can blame them when Fu Hua looks like this and really wants someone to do that?

"Who said...being with you is a waste of energy?"

The moment he finished speaking, he gave her no further chance to continue being stubborn.

"So... you're admitting you wasted time?"

"Hehe, if you want to stall, then maybe it counts."

As Lu Mo spoke, he moved Fu Hua to the bed in his room.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything unnecessary. But how can you not show your appreciation?"

Today's event is supposed to be a wedding, but it's really just a harem activity. Fu Hua can't be so serious.

"And Hua, you come here too."

He won't let either of them get away.

After a brief moment of intimacy with the two, Lu Mo left them to their own devices.

"Remember to wash yourself clean at Taixu Mountain the day after tomorrow."

Outside the door, on the magnificent corridor, which was specially carpeted with expensive carpets today.

Four beautiful yet distinctly different figures, each exuding a heroic spirit, had been waiting there for a long time.

They are, in theory, the "bride's family" in today's wedding—after all, they were all once Kiana's mother Cecilia's most trusted teammates and partners.

—The members of the "Snow Wolf Squad," the most elite unit of the Heavenly Mandate.

Salome the Brusher, Cheng Lixue the Cold Light Swordsman, Patrick Highsmith, and... Shigure Kira, an S-rank Valkyrie from the world of Honkai Impact 2.

"Oh," Lu Mo looked at the four beauties in front of him who were looking at him with serious expressions, and a mocking and malicious smile appeared on his face, "I didn't expect... that the people who came to accompany me to pick up my bride today would be you four 'seniors'."

"Is there a problem?" Shigure Kira lowered her hands, crossed them over her chest, and looked at him with a relaxed expression.

A glint of obvious, smug cunning flashed in those deep blue eyes. "Anyway... today's groom isn't you."

The four women, representing the bride's family, came on behalf of the groom.

"Besides, the four of us, as Kiana's elders, are giving you, this ill-intentioned third party, a little test... isn't that... the most natural thing to do?"

Although none of the four people present had ever truly participated in Kiana's growth—while Shigure Kira was Kiana's mentor, she wasn't the one being married today.

But this doesn't stop them from confidently putting on airs of being "family members" at this moment.

As she spoke, Shi Yu Qi Luo took a step forward with her long, slender, and powerful legs, and slowly walked towards Lu Mo.

"You don't want me to listen to music, do you?"

As we all know, although the title of Herrscher of Death Voice belongs to Kira from Honkai Impact 3, the one who truly deserves this title is Kira from Honkai Impact 2.

The destructive power is a real, earth-shattering, level of vocalization.

"I told you not to be so cheeky!"

Shi Yu Qiluo wasn't going to tolerate Lu Mo. She pinched Lu Mo's fingers and rotated him 180 degrees.

"Let's get back to the main topic. The four of us from your family are here to test you... You'd better show the necessary qualities before you meet them."

"Does this even need to be shown? Don't you four good sisters already know?" Lu Mo called out affectionately.

The other party is not only the husband of that adult counterpart, but also Kiana's lover, and also the temporary partner of the four of them.

These words caused varying degrees of embarrassment among the four of them.

However, the four of them wouldn't back down so easily.

They are all veteran Valkyries who are not young anymore; they have seen all kinds of storms.

"In short, if you want to leave, you'll have to find a way to get past the four of us. Even if you take our things to threaten us, or use any means to force us to beg for mercy and stop blocking you, you can only pass this test if all four of us are satisfied~"

"Alright then... how about four sentences that you all agree on?"

"That won't do. Talking isn't enough; we need to add action as well."

Salome, fearing that Shiyu Qiluo wouldn't be able to win over Lu Mo, also stepped forward to support Shiyu Qiluo.

"But you all said I wouldn't hold back later, you know~"

Lu Mo blew on his hands, preparing to fight the four Valkyries.

"That's hard to say. We're not really confident going it alone, but you know, with your harem, teaming up like this can give us double the effect."

"Really... I'm a little scared. Lixue, why don't you come help your master?"

Lu Mo did not hesitate to use his other identity to intimidate others.

"I'm sorry, I can't use my identity from Taixu Mountain here today." Cheng Lixue shook her head, choosing to stand with her sisters.

Fortunately, although the four of them made things difficult for Lu Mo, they were not too strict with him.

After briefly "testing" Lu Mo's various qualities, he was allowed to pass.

Otherwise, Lu Mo really wanted to make this wedding even more outrageous—not Kiana and Mei's wedding, but Kiana bringing her entire family to hold the wedding.

Once the group felt the atmosphere was just right, Shi Yu Qi Luo breathed a sigh of relief and gave Lu Mo a quick kiss on the cheek.

It fully displays an aura of dominance that is different from that of this world, the second most powerful in the world.

The local Shigure Kira, who was overwhelmed after comparing her own experiences with those of her counterpart, I wonder how long it will take her to recover.

"Good stamina," said the second, Cheng Lixue, who also exuded a cold and aloof aura.

Her comment was as concise and precise as ever: "Remember to visit Mount Taixu more often after you become a master."

Her kiss, however, carried a hint of coolness and shyness, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

On his other cheek, a fleeting touch followed by a separation.

"Your flexibility is excellent." Salome's fingers gently traced the beautifully sculpted physique honed by the training of his harem. "I... am very satisfied."

Salome's evaluation is also very simple.

"Phew... I'll just go through with it." Patrick, who was in the most awkward position, didn't say much and simply kissed someone else, just like the others.

He straightened his clothes, which had been slightly disheveled by the four "seniors," and gave a wry smile filled with helplessness and doting affection.

Fu Hua's carefully styled suit... although there's really nothing wrong with wearing it like that.

Anyway, it makes no difference once you get there.

“Alright,” he said, shrugging at the four “bride’s family members” who still looked “unsatisfied,” “Now… can we set off to ‘fetch the bride’?”

Upon hearing this, the four exchanged a smile, and then, like four most loyal guards protecting their monarch, they flanked their common "lord" from the left and right.

This kind of treatment is something only Lu Mo and that other person could enjoy.

The group of five walked in a grand procession toward the castle gate.

And when that heavy oak door, a symbol of the glory of the Shaniat family, slowly opened again.

Outside the door, the magnificent "wedding car" with a futuristic and magical feel, which had been waiting for a long time, and... the stunningly beautiful "chauffeur" dressed in a pure white knight's uniform, who looked dashing and heroic, suddenly came into view.

"It's you?" Lu Mo looked at Durandal, who was giving him a standard salute as a knight of destiny with a serious expression.

The helpless smile on her face grew even stronger. "It really is... my family has all come."

"It was me. I was put in charge of this part." Durandal's answer, as always, reflected a soldier's resoluteness and straightforwardness.

“I knew it was her…” Upon hearing this, Lu Mo subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead. “That girl… is indeed becoming more and more like that person.”

after all……

"Kiana", like "Kiana".

The Nordic heiress has evolved into the Nordic heiress.

Isn't this something that should be taken for granted?

“Then, Captain,” Durandal put away her knightly salute, a very subtle smile appearing on her face.

A complex expression, tinged with struggle and anticipation, appeared on her face, one she herself was unaware of. "Where...would you like to sit?"

As she spoke, she reached out and pointed to the extremely luxurious "wedding car" made by Vervier, which was being led by her beloved steed "Krishna".

“If you don’t mind, Krishna… you can ride it.”

"And what about you?" A gleam of inspiration flashed in Lu Mo's eyes.

“Me…” Durandal gently scratched the faint blush that had risen on her cheek.

She showed a rare display of shyness and gestured to her location.

"Anyway... Krishna is a mare, you... shouldn't have any objections, right?"