Only a few Valkyries could survive.
But in a sense, it counted as a temporary test.
"I'll be as quick as I can, Lady Himeko."
Rita gave a slight bow.
She glanced over the remaining ingredients in the kitchen—
It looked as though they had been swept through.
There were not many ingredients left.
This was going to be troublesome.
She opened a refrigerator.
Looking over the ingredients inside, the Valkyrie roughly formed a plan.
She took out a lemon and a bottle of honey.
For a hangover remedy, simple lemon honey water would do.
There was no helping it. For some reason, St. Freya's kitchen had barely any ingredients left.
Going out to buy more was already impossible—
Those little creatures had occupied St. Freya Academy.
Once their numbers grew, Rita could only rely on maneuvering between tall buildings to shake them off.
"Gaha!"
A faint sound drifted in from outside.
Murata Himeko's expression changed.
Those little fellows had caught up.
"Hah!"
Then a stern female voice rang out.
It was Fu Hua's voice.
Murata Himeko immediately recognized it.
"Teacher Himeko, are you in there?"
There came a knock at the kitchen door.
Holding the clingy little child in one arm, the mature Valkyrie opened the door.
She saw Fu Hua, her forehead lightly beaded with sweat, as well as a little fellow on the ground whose eyes had turned into spirals.
"Fu Hua, how many students have survived at St. Freya Academy?"
Murata Himeko asked briskly.
"Not many."
Fu Hua shook her head.
Most of the Valkyries had been knocked down by the little fellows that had suddenly become active.
Only a handful of lucky ones had escaped disaster—
Of course, Valkyries like her had also survived until now through their own strength.
Otherwise, she would have been