Valkyrie Flavor Tasting Guide

He strode forward, step by step, until he stood before Fu Hua. His dark military uniform gave him an air of regal authority with every step he took.

“My dear granddaughter,” his voice was deep, with a playful yet ancient and unsettling magic, “I am Chi You. I am your… ancestor.”

Fu Hua's body trembled violently. She instinctively slapped his hand away, took a step back, and distanced herself from him.

"—You dare say that!" Her voice was icy, carrying an undeniable resolve. "My ancestor was the Crimson Kite Immortal! How could he possibly be a...ugly monster like you!"

Fu Hua really couldn't bring herself to directly insult Lu Mo.

"A monster?" Upon hearing this, Lu Mo was not angry at all. Instead, he chuckled. "--Then how do you explain that restless blood in your body that you feel so close to...?"

"That...that's the blood of the Crimson Kite calling me!" A hint of panic flashed in Fu Hua's eyes, but she still tried her best to maintain her composure.

She guessed what it was, but couldn't believe the answer.

"Is that so?" A cruel smile appeared on Lu Mo's face. His gaze passed over her and fell on her companions behind her, who were also being "controlled." "—What about them?"

"Why...why do Kiana and the others obey my orders?"

"It was you...! It was you who used Honkai energy to control them!" Fu Hua's tone undoubtedly turned to anger.

“That’s right,” Lu Mo admitted frankly, “I did indeed use Honkai energy to control them.”

He slowly took another step closer to the girl whose body was trembling uncontrollably from guilt.

"But aren't you curious? Why... is it so easy?"

“Your companions are not weaklings. Logically speaking, even I couldn’t have turned them into my puppets in such a short time.”

He reached out and gently touched Fu Hua's brow.

"It's you, my dear granddaughter." His voice was like the gentlest devil, full of seductive enticement. "The pure bloodline in your body is like a lighthouse in the darkness for me, the best amplifier for me in this ruin."

"It was you who brought them to me."

"It is also your bloodline that amplified my power several times over, opening the most convenient path for my control."

"It was you who personally presented them to me."

Regardless of whether the premise is reasonable or not, just keep going with the nonsense.

"No...no..." Fu Hua's voice finally wavered.

"Don't believe me?" Lu Mo's lips curled into an even more wicked smile. "Then let them tell you themselves."

He turned his head and gave new instructions to the four beautiful girls who stood quietly like dolls.

"Go and thank the guides who brought you new life."

The moment the words fell, Kiana, Mei, Himeko, and Bronya, as if they were puppets on strings receiving the highest command, turned around simultaneously with perfect tacit understanding.

Their faces all wore that kind of morbid smile, full of fanaticism and worship, which Fu Hua feared most.

They slowly stepped forward and surrounded the girl, whose face was already deathly pale.

"...Thank you, Fu Hua..."

"...It was you who brought us before our master..."

"...It was you who made us realize that our mission is to serve His existence..."

Last hope was dashed.

"...No..." Fu Hua had to face the fact that the warehouse was there.

A desperate, broken, and devastating cry escaped from the depths of her throat.

Her legs could no longer support her body.

He was like a puppet that had lost its soul, powerless and slumped onto the cold ground.

Just as Fu Hua's will was about to be completely overwhelmed by the overwhelming despair, the "Demon God Chi You," who had just been so confident and incredibly wicked, suddenly let out a painful groan.

"Uh……"

He abruptly released his hand from Fu Hua's brow, then tightly clutched his head with both hands, his face contorted in pain and struggle.

"Shut up!"

He roared angrily and violently at the empty air.

"They...are my women...!" His voice instantly switched back to Lu Mo's own authoritative and domineering tone, "Even if you're using my body, don't even think about touching them!"

"you……!"

"I... I won't hand them over to you...!"

Veins bulged on his handsome face, and his expression shifted constantly, sometimes displaying the primal savagery of "Chi You," and other times the icy coldness of "Lu Mo."

His superb acting skills left everyone present speechless.

"...Captain," Kiana couldn't help but mutter to Mei beside her, "it's such a shame he doesn't go and win an Oscar."

"Shh..." Mei gently gestured for her to be quiet, but her face also held an undisguised smile.

The captain's acting skills have many other uses.

at last……

After a fierce internal struggle, Lu Mo's will finally regained the upper hand.

He slowly recovered from the painful struggle, and the light of reason and control returned to his dark eyes.

“It seems…” a victorious smile spread across his face, “that noisy fellow has finally calmed down.”

“However, he’s right.” His voice carried a hint of schadenfreude, “After all, all of this… started because of you.”

"so……"

Lu Mo stared at Fu Hua with a frenzy.

"As compensation..."

"You should also use your body to comfort me, your 'savior' who just saved you from falling into this trap, shouldn't you?"

Upon hearing Lu Moyu's name, Fu Hua's pale face flushed slightly, revealing an indescribable emotion.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something in protest, but found that she... couldn't find a single word that could effectively refute her.

"...What do you want to do?" After a long silence, Fu Hua could only give this dry answer.

"What are you doing?" Lu Mo chuckled and instead gave orders to the puppets around him.

Although Chi You's consciousness has dissipated, according to the plot, Lu Mo is still able to control them with his remaining power in his current state.

Although it could have been controlled in the first place.

“Go,” his voice was weak, “hold them both down…”

The "they" he was referring to were, of course, Fu Hua, who was also slumped on the ground, looking helpless, and... the blonde beauty who was bound to the spot by that cold iron chain, her face still showing pride and defiance for the time being.

"Yes, Master."

Kiana and Himeko immediately understood. The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, pounced like two of the most agile cheetahs, and pinned Fu Hua, who was still trying to "struggle," to the cold ground.

Meanwhile, Bronya and Mei suppressed their inner elation and prepared themselves to deal a heavy blow to Cocolia.

“That’s wonderful…” Cocolia walked towards the man who was approaching her, her face filled with the heartfelt fervor and joy of “my master has finally returned.” “I knew it… you would never lose to that fake.”

As Fu Hua watched this absurd and humiliating scene unfold before her, her heart was filled with indescribable complex emotions.

They escaped Chi You's fiery pit, but remained in another fiery pit.

Chapter 242 Black Princess Lin Prepares to Join Fu Hua

Lu Mo walked up to Fu Hua, who was at a loss for what to do, and his wicked smile grew even stronger.

"What's wrong, my dear granddaughter?" He squatted down, reached out and pinched her smooth chin, slowly applying pressure. "Are you still worried about what identity you should use to face me?"

“…I,” Fu Hua’s voice trembled, “I don’t understand, who exactly are you?”

As an ordinary girl, isn't it easy for her mind to get confused?

“Who I am is not important,” Lu Mo chuckled. “What is important is… you will soon understand.”

He turned around and gripped the hilt of the Xuanyuan Sword once more.

With a deep hum, an ancient and majestic black energy surged forth like a bursting dam.

It surged from the scabbard and quickly coalesced in mid-air into that familiar yet unfamiliar beautiful figure.

It is Black Kirin.

"Lord Ji... Ji Lin...?!" Fu Hua uttered an incredulous whisper.

Although Hei Ji Lin was once a monarch, she was addressed with the title of Fu Hua in some public occasions.

But that feeling is not quite the same as it is now.

Before Fu Hua could react, Hei Ji Lin walked slowly to Lu Mo and knelt down on one knee in front of him with perfect ease.

“Master.” Her voice was flat and emotionless.

Hei Jilin knew these people were following a script, so she naturally cooperated with them.

As for kneeling as a king, is that right or wrong? If that could ruin one's image, that would be too degrading.

"No! This is impossible!" Fu Hua's voice suddenly rose, her tone resolute. "You are not her! Lord Ji Lin is the guardian deity of Shenzhou, and she would never kneel before anyone!"

Even Fu Hua herself felt a little awkward saying those lines.

Especially since Hei Jilin is still present.

"Oh? Not her?" Lu Mo turned his head, looking at the completely stunned girl, his smile becoming even more cruel. "Then who do you think she is?"

"It was you...it was you who created this illusion using the power of Honkai! It's just an empty shell!" Fu Hua's tone was resolute, trying to find a reasonable explanation for the incomprehensible scene before her.

"A phantom?" Lu Mo chuckled with amusement. He reached out and gently stroked the "phantom's" cheek. "The feel is very realistic, and... well, I'm afraid you'll completely break down after you learn some more interesting history."

Lu Mo's meaning was undoubtedly that he knew some secrets—anyway, what he made up was all true.

He turned his head and gave new instructions to the four beautiful girls who stood quietly like dolls.

Fu Hua instinctively tried to back away, but Kiana and Himeko had already grabbed her from both sides and used their brute force to force her to her knees.

"Let me go!" Her eyes burned with humiliated rage. "Kiana! Himeko-sensei! Wake up! Don't let him control you!"

“They can’t hear you.” Lu Mo revealed a wicked smile. “Thanks to Chi You, they are now… my most loyal puppets. The more you struggle, the harder they will pull.”

He slowly lowered his head and whispered in her ear in an absolutely domineering tone.

"Now, tell me, my dear granddaughter..."

"To whom should you beg for mercy?"

"Dream...dream!"

Looking at Fu Hua's stubborn yet helpless pretty face, Lu Mo's mischievousness grew stronger.

“Still not well-behaved enough.” He shook his head, as if commenting on an imperfect work of art. Then, his gaze turned to the blonde beauty who was also bound by chains.

“Cocolia,” he said in a commanding tone, “come here.”

"Yes, Master!" Cocolia, already in character, immediately revealed a smug smile with a hint of smug satisfaction.

Dragging the chains, she arrogantly crawled to the kneeling black-haired girl.

Well, it's really a bit outrageous that they can be this arrogant.

"It seems that even as a fellow slave of the master, you still haven't learned how to please your master." Cocolia's voice was filled with undisguised superiority. "Then let me teach you properly, senior."

"No," Fu Hua looked at Lu Mo, her voice pleading, "Don't..."

"Shh," Lu Mo gently touched her lips with his fingertip, "Now, it's teaching time."

He gave Cocolia new instructions.

"Lie down on her and calm her down."

"Yes, ma'am," Cocolia said, a pleased expression on her face.

This time it's for real.

A genuine display of pride.

She slowly and completely pressed her weight onto the black-haired girl who had already been completely subdued.

"Well……!"