HI3: I Don't Want to Be a Valkyrie

As Kallen obediently lay prone on the bed, Serenade nodded in satisfaction. Then...

She squeezed the healing ointment onto her palm, spread it evenly, and began gently caressing the maiden's smooth back.

"Ah..."

Kallen unexpectedly emitted a moan, suggestive of fervent desire. Hastily covering her mouth, she sought to prevent any further embarrassing sounds escaping her lips.

The gentle hands on her back and the soothing balm they applied sent occasional tingles through her body.

Could it be because of what I just experienced?

At this thought, Miss Kallen's face flushed with embarrassment.

But it feels... it feels so good!

"Uh..."

Despite herself, she let out another moan, stealing a glance at the earnest-looking girl behind her, who seemed identical to herself. Did she hear me?

She didn't look... malicious.

This sensation is strangely wonderful, as if I'm massaging myself.

Most importantly... she seemed to know exactly where and how to touch, which... it was as if this girl who looked like herself knew Kallen's body intimately, almost as if she were another version of herself.

This was even more thrilling than the saying "Only men can understand each other's pleasure."

Here, it was "Only one's self can know what one desires the most..."

No, this girl, who looked exactly like herself, had to be identified. Kallen had never heard of her or met her, but this mysterious girl seemed to know her intimately.

"What's wrong?" Serenade's hands gently roamed over Kallen's back. No one knew Kallen's body better than her.

As part of Kallen herself, she was acutely aware of where Kallen was most sensitive and which areas required gentle kneading.

"It's nothing," Kallen replied softly while lying on the bed, feeling slightly flustered. It's just some medicine being wiped on me, The sensation felt so good it almost made her moan aloud,I can't possibly mention that to anyone.

"..."

"This is perfect. You're being quite cooperative, aren't you?"

After a while, as Kallen was about to drift off from sheer comfort, Serenade stopped and stood up, looking mockingly at Kallen on the bed with a teasing tone.

The silver-haired maiden Kallen shot her a discontented glare, grumbling, "Isn't it all because someone's actions are too forceful?"

However... now that Serenade had removed her hand, Kallen's body suddenly felt a hint of reluctance. Such sensations had never been experienced before, yet it felt so good...

Hearing Kallen's words, Serenade paid no mind to them, her lips curving slightly upward into a silent smile.

Nevertheless, after this playful interaction, both of them could distinctly feel the distance between them had grown noticeably closer.

"Excuse me, how did I end up here? Who are you exactly? Why do you look just like me?"

At this moment, Kallen could no longer contain her curiosity and asked the Serenade standing before her.

Kallen was overwhelmed with wonder; encountering someone who looked exactly like her felt as if she was dreaming.

"Me? I'm you, dear! Kallen Kaslana!" At these words, Serenade paused for a moment before suddenly breaking into a smile. She slowly leaned her head towards Kallen's, then swiftly pinned her to the bed with unmistakably suggestive undertones.

"What?! How is that possible...?"

Kallen felt slightly uneasy. She tried to push Serenade away but found her body weak and lacking strength, making it impossible to budge.

Even without her injuries, Kallen would not have matched Serenade's strength. After all, Serenade was an SSS-rank Valkyrie—one of the most powerful warriors.

"Who the hell are you? Some bastard child of my father?" Despite the taunt, Kallen's father had long since passed away, so even if Serenade were truly his illegitimate daughter, there was no way to prove it.

In the past, when Kallen's father fell in battle, she was inconsolable with grief, crying for days on end.

Seeing Kallen's unhappiness, young Lord Otto couldn't bear it any longer. In a moment of recklessness, he made a fateful decision.

To ease Kallen's sorrow, Otto entered the Apocalypse family's sanctuary and unlocked the seals of the Void Archives.

The Void Archives could replicate any Divine Key. Otto believed if it mimicked the Black Abyss White Flower, he could revive Kallen's father.

However, the Void Archives demanded Otto's body and life as payment. He would give it his body, and in return, it would bring back Kallen's father.

Without hesitation, Otto agreed to sacrifice himself for Kallen.

As he stepped into the Void Archives's trap (unaware that the Black Abyss White Flower replica couldn't truly revive the dead), Kallen discovered the plan at the eleventh hour. She swiftly intervened, stopping both Otto and the Void Archives just in time.

Both her father and her childhood sweetheart, Otto, were equally dear to Kallen.

"You're mistaken," Serenade said, her gaze locked with Kallen's through those beautiful, expressive eyes, "It's not as you think. I'm not your sister or your younger self—I am you! We are one and the same!"

Kallen struggled to process this revelation. "How can that be...?"

The idea of another version of herself was almost too much to grasp.

"I am your past self," Serenade continued, her weight pressing against Kallen. By now, Kallen had completely relinquished any attempt at resistance, yielding entirely to Serenade's presence on top of her. "Do you remember the Battle of the Kipchak Steppe from many years ago?"

"The Battle of the Kipchak Steppe..." The moment Kallen heard these words, her memory flooded with images of the event Serenade referred to.

"And then?" Kallen looked at Serenade, still grappling with comprehension.

"Very well! I'll give you one more hint... Purple Kite..."

After the Battle of the Kipchak Steppe, everything changed for Kallen Kaslana. The corruption of fate shattered her beliefs.

Priests levied exorbitant taxes, imprisoning commoners to satisfy their own desires, while law enforcement officers turned to lawlessness. The leaders of fate, desperate to compensate for their military defeats, resorted to all manner of frenzied extraction of wealth from the people.

This included what they called "indulgences" — figuratively, "pardons for sins." The Schicksal hierarchy saw these indulgences as a lucrative source of income. Schicksal headquarters declared that once the price of an indulgence rang in its coffers, the purchaser's soul would ascend from hell to heaven.

This was one of the dishonorable means by which fate plundered the wealth of the European nations...

Justice-loving Kallen witnessed this spectacle firsthand. As a defeated knight, she lacked the power to change fate from within, which was already rotting at its core.

Unable to effect change directly, Kallen ultimately chose to become the shadow who resisted the light, striving to save the people she wanted to protect from obscurity.

And thus, Phantom Thief Purple Raven, the "Thief of Purple," became the embodiment of Kallen's rebellious spirit.