Golden light flashed and sparkled continuously in the high sky.
Clad in knight armor, Wayne was held by the blonde big sister as they hurried along, continuously teleporting in flashes of light, attempting to analyze the formula and master this move.
The Valkyrie's teleportation distance was not long, similar to the short-distance portals created by the Undead Warhorse Yuliya, suited for battlefields but not for long-distance raids.
"Wayne, you shouldn't have said those things to Vili,"
the Valkyrie lamented, "She's falling deeper, and it will be hard for her to leave you now."
That's exactly the effect I wanted!
Wayne felt no guilt, using his life to woo girls, advancing the progress bar with his abilities—why should he feel guilty?