Penthesilea: Very good of you to come. You should know why I've called you out here.
Penthesilea: Eat this———!!
Penthesilea: ......how is it?

You: [Choice 1] I thought I was going to die
     [Choice 2] I thought I was going to be killed

Penthesilea: That is fine. If you look at this chocolate and say that it's beautisomething, I'll kill you.
Penthesilea: Well, that's why I gave it this form.
Penthesilea: ......You are not that guy, you will not say beautisomething.
Penthesilea: That means, I recognize you. You are a good master.
Penthesilea: That's why, this is like a materialization of that assessment, like a proof of trust, something like that......
Penthesilea: Ohon. And in addition, it is overly weak to just gift mere food.
Penthesilea: As such this has been made to be even used for training. Something like a Demonic Boar can even be killed———I think! Probably!

You: (That's impossible I think!)

Penthesilea: Training and training in the mountains, toning your abdominal muscles like mine, you can eat that when you get hungry.
Penthesilea: That's all about this gift's explanation. I look forward to you become a strong warrior.
Penthesilea: If you desperately toil starting from now, maybe you might be able to reach the same level as my two arms———?



Thorns grown on chocolate clump:

The Valentine's gift from Penthesilea.

Hard! Painful! Delicious! the three ideals gathered to make the iron ball-type chocolate.

With the Queen's consideration, this was made to respond to all kinds of predicaments from possibly assaulting warriors.

For example, during occasions where there are demonic beasts roaming around an uninhabited island. When one is tossed into an arena of clashing experts from all kinds of times and places. When that hateful Greek Hero suddenly appears before you.

Even if you fall into situations beyond your expectations, the calories and destructive power will surely save you without any shortcomings. Apparently the pink part is strawberry flavored.