In Honkai, I Only Love Valkyries

But while This Bishop was getting beaten by the Kiana of this world, the Kiana I had knocked up was probably sleeping soundly while hugging her Kiana wife.

Otto lay flat on the ground. Seeing his utterly defeated attitude, Kiana's fury rose once more.

Beating someone who could not fight back was boring.

Yet Kiana's anger made it impossible for her to stop.

She did not even know why she was this furious. If she really wanted to kill Otto, she could have pulled out the Greatsword of the Flames. Even her fists hurt from all this punching.

But Kiana just wanted to hit him.

Her anger kept surging, and Kiana could not help thinking that if what happened in that dream was real, if there really was a baby in her belly, then the baby could force her to calm down like in the dream.

Unfortunately, that had only been a dream.

Kiana could not stop at all now.

It was as if something had been suppressed for far too long, erupting like a volcano that had lain dormant for ages.

One minute, ten minutes, one hour, two hours.

The flesh on Otto's face had been beaten to a pulp, exposing horrifying white bone, yet the beating continued.

Three hours later.

Kiana finally stopped her blood-soaked hands. Looking at her own fists, which were also exposing bone, she took a deep breath.

She had beaten him to her heart's content.

It was as if all the dissatisfaction she had accumulated over time had been vented.

She looked calmly at the "barely alive" Otto. She knew the man before her was not as weak as he appeared, while his gaze drifted vaguely, as though his mind had wandered somewhere far away.

"What are you thinking about?"

Now that she was