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Xing was suppressing her emotions.

Through the gap, Akali couldn't help but gasp at Riven's suppressed expression.

Is Riven acting like this because of the teacher? ...Probably not, right?

Akali thought to herself—in Akali's opinion, her teacher should be a very upright person. After all, her teacher was able to gain the approval of Venerable Karma, be granted the Twin Dragon Seals, and defeat a powerful warrior from an ancient evil spirit in the spiritual realm with his strong willpower.

Even though Akali strongly disapproved of Ionia's traditions, she grew up in a land that revered authority, so it was impossible for her to completely disregard the opinions of her elders. After all, if she truly didn't care, Akali wouldn't have felt so offended and annoyed by certain aspects of the Way of Balance.

Thinking this, Akali carefully got up and left without disturbing Riven—having witnessed Riven's heroic fighting prowess up close during Peiluo's operation, Akali knew very well that this sexually repressed woman actually possessed terrifying combat power. Not to mention, just one casual swing of her Gale Slash during the battle could wipe out a large group of enemies.

Furthermore, it differs from the original timeline. In the original timeline, Riven's Gale Slash was created because Yasuo's master, Elder Soma, assisted Riven in destroying the rune greatsword. When Elder Soma was killed by the fragments of the greatsword, his mastery of wind magic, also known as storm magic, was incorporated into the fragments of the greatsword, which is why Riven was able to unleash Gale Slash.

Now, thanks to Faen's development, Riven's perception of her own abilities has become more acute and intuitive. Although it still looks like she's just sweeping her sword to create a storm, the shockwaves Riven releases now are actually sharpened versions of mental energy, completely different from a true gale—simply put, they are more powerful, have a wider range, and can be released more frequently depending on her fighting spirit and the strength of her willpower.

In other words, Riven is currently in a state of sexual repression and still has faith in the Faen's protection spell, leaving her no time to consider anything else. Otherwise, given Akali's current abilities, it would be almost impossible for her to sneak up on Riven, get close, and quietly leave without alerting her.

The next morning, returning from meditation, Fain let out a long breath and opened his eyes. The lingering mental pressure in his spiritual realm flashed briefly in his dark eyes. Without saying much, Fain simply looked up at Sona in front of him.

Still fast asleep, Sona was almost completely unaware of the allure her beauty held for men. Her clean face rested on Fain's crossed legs, her graceful figure unconsciously lying on her side in her sleep, her two white breasts pressed into soft pancakes, and through her not-so-thick gauze dress, Fain could even see a faint pink blush at the edge of her chest.

Already an old hand, Fain didn't react much to the pink hue. There hadn't been any intimacy yesterday, and the daily morning routine in the House of Commons was even more impressive than usual. Normally, Fain would ask Riven to help him cope with the pressure of this newfound energy, and also to solve Riven's breakfast problem, giving her a boost of energy after a long night of work.

However, considering the pressure he was about to face, Fane simply shook his head, then gently moved Sona's face away from the magnificent evil object, and then woke the sleeping girl.

After a quick breakfast, it was clear that Riven was under a lot of pressure, and she looked at him with resentment. However, Fain didn't seem to care too much, and after finishing his breakfast, he got up and set off with the others.

On the way, Akali glanced at Riven, who was lagging behind on guard, and then spurred her horse to come to Fain's side.

Looking at Sona, who was sitting in her teacher's lap as always, her full buttocks almost completely filling the space between her teacher's legs, Akali felt a little strange, but didn't pay too much attention. She just said softly to Fain, "Teacher, Miss Riven may have something on her mind."

"Riven? Something on your mind?" Upon hearing this, Faen paused slightly, then asked, "What have you discovered?"

Upon hearing Fain's question, Akali didn't answer immediately, but instead looked at Sona in Fain's arms. Seeing this, Fain used melody magic to remind Sona, and then, after Sona nodded to indicate that it was okay, he reached out and covered Sona's ears.

Seeing this, Akali then recounted the unexpected events of the previous night to Fain.

"In short... Miss Riven may have many further thoughts about you, Teacher, and judging from what I saw yesterday, this pressure has been building up for some time. The spiritual realm in the Sunflower Forest area is much wilder, so I think it would be better for you to deal with it in advance."

Upon hearing this, Fain nodded in deep agreement, and then called Riven over separately during the lunch break.

"……what?"

Riven followed Fain into the grove alone, looking at him somewhat awkwardly.

Fain didn't rush to answer, but instead cast a concealment spell. Seeing this, Riven seemed to realize something and involuntarily swallowed. Meeting Riven's gaze, Fain then unzipped his pants and said, "Nothing, just going to the bathroom."

Hearing Fane's words, Riven pursed her lips, swallowing hard as she watched Fane pull out the still-soft member and turn his gaze to her. Riven's mind flashed back to her thoughts from yesterday—no matter what, she had to teach Fane a lesson!

Thinking to herself, Riven let out a soft hum, then squatted down and spread her legs apart, pulling the covering of her panties to one side of her petals, and then used her fingers to pry open her already moist little mouth that was starting to secrete juice.

Then he raised his head and looked at Fan, his eyes full of resentment. He opened his mouth and put his other hand in front of his mouth, pulling the corners of his mouth open as much as possible. He said in a slightly indignant and muffled voice, "You're going to use that as a toilet?"

Seeing Riven's face full of resentment but still taking action, Fain's lips curled into a smile. Then, he slowly grabbed Riven's hair and began to use it roughly.

361. The Terrifying Syndra

Riven's rosy mouth was stretched to its maximum, her not-so-wide throat opened to its limit. During the rough handling, strands of saliva dripped from the warrior's lips, forcefully pounding against her esophagus. The intense sensation of the foreign object made Riven want to vomit repeatedly, but this vomiting reflex caused her esophagus to contract, further agitating the object in her mouth, causing Faen to thrust even more violently, relentlessly.

After a while, Fain finally stopped.

Riven was stunned when she saw Fain pull the essence out of her mouth. She smacked her lips twice to make sure there was no essence in her mouth as expected before looking at Fain with a puzzled expression.

Fain sighed, stroking Riven's hair as he said, "You think I'll leave you for someone else?"

Upon hearing this, Riven pursed her lips, then snorted and said, "Isn't that right? You didn't even give me anything this time."

As she spoke, Riven bit her lip, her eyes revealing deep dissatisfaction.

“You know perfectly well that I’ve already been fucked into your shape… Even if you’re really tired of playing with me, you should at least tell me clearly so I have time and a process to accept it.”

When she said the words "I'm tired of it," Riven's voice trembled slightly. Although you could tell that Riven was trying her best to restrain herself, when she actually said it, she found herself completely unable to suppress the grievances, confusion, and even despair in her heart. It was as if even the meaning and purpose of life had become blurred at that moment.

Riven knew very well that this was abnormal, stemming from a psychological dependence caused by pleasure-seeking factors. But Riven asked herself honestly, could she really go back to the past? Or, did she really want to go back to the past?

Despite having so much to say, Riven found herself ultimately only able to respond with silence.

Feeling Riven enveloped in a layer of damp sadness, Fain ruffled her hair and said, "Mainly... Syndra is under a lot of pressure."

“…Syndra?” Upon hearing Fain’s words, Riven’s eyes showed a hint of confusion, and then she said suspiciously, “She…won’t allow it? Really?”

Riven didn't know Syndra very well, but they had worked together before—when Syndra was first freed from her seal, Riven served Faen alongside Syndra. In Riven's memory, Syndra was definitely not someone difficult to approach.

To be honest, Syndra was indeed the most emotionally intense, assertive, and sexually driven woman Riven had ever seen around Fahn. Even now, Riven still remembered the image of Syndra clinging to Fahn like a mother beast, frantically craving him, her hips swaying violently up and down. It's no exaggeration to say that even without Fahn's response, Syndra's movements alone created waves of erotic undulations. She was equally ardent about Fahn's essence, and seemed particularly concerned about being the first to bear a child for him…

But apart from that...

I don't think they're someone who's difficult to approach.

Riven thought to herself—although Syndra had also expressed her desire to have Fann all to herself, she didn't seem to care much. She even bluntly stated that she knew it was impossible because she knew Fann wouldn't abandon any of the girls around him. Syndra, on the other hand, only wanted to be a part of the Spirit of Ionia, to achieve her revenge while becoming Fann's one and only beloved pet…

In response, Fain said, "Actually, after I returned to the material realm, dealt with the Noxians who were besieging us, and helped you enter a meditative state, I went to the spiritual realm with Syndra."

"Huh?" Riven blinked, wondering why Fain suddenly brought this up. And—was that really true? So Syndra's first time wasn't with her? No wonder she didn't see any blood...

Riven was well aware of Fain's perverse tastes. In Riven's memory, although Fain was very direct, he would record every time he bled, even cutting out the splattered fabric and keeping it along with the video. Even with girls like Zelly and Seraphine, who were taken by Fain before they could record themselves, he painstakingly extracted these images from their memories using his mental abilities and stored them in his mental realm.

To be honest, Riven found it hard to comment on Farn's hobby—especially when the video of herself was playing, with the bloodstained sheets framed in a picture frame next to her. Every time she thought about it, Riven felt a surge of heat and thirst in her body, as if she were just one of Farn's many collections, a toy used to vent her lust.

"Three hours."

Listening to Riven's gaze, Fain remarked with emotion, "Three hours straight without stopping. And this is Syndra's first time in the material realm."

Upon hearing this, Riven's eyes lit up with disbelief: "Three hours? Really? Was she alone?"

“Yes, one person, and he didn’t become limp afterward; he escaped from the greenhouse.” Farn nodded, his expression solemn.

Riven's face also showed deep shock—to be honest, Riven wasn't surprised that Fain could work for three hours straight. Back in Piltover, when the mood struck, Fain would often hold several days of virtual sex parties in the mental realm.

Each girl takes turns. When one of them is completely exhausted, even to the point of being loose down there, she will be temporarily sent to rest. Then, when she needs to work in the morning, she will go out to work with Faen's things in her arms. When she has free time, during lunch break, or after get off work in the evening, when she has absorbed all the life essence in her body and her body has recovered and reached a higher level, she will come back to continue to participate in the silver party so that Faen can have his fill.

This is why using Farn's life essence as food to replenish energy has almost become an instinct and habit for Riven and the other girls.

Eating breakfast normally, like this morning, was actually a bit unusual for Riven... It's only because of the quality of food in Ionia that Riven could tolerate the discomfort caused by this change in habits.

And now...

Syndra, all by herself? She fought for three hours straight?

362. Syndra's Scheme

Her eyes widened in surprise, but Riven quickly followed with a look of suspicion, saying, "Just Syndra by herself? Really? And what does this have to do with what I'm doing right now? Don't try to change the subject!"

“I wasn’t changing the subject, just laying the groundwork.” Upon hearing this, Fain rubbed his temples and said, “And as far as I know, Syndra has also been preparing for something big during this time.”

Hearing this, Riven's curiosity was piqued. Seeing that Fain didn't seem to be lying, and that there seemed to be a real reason behind it, coupled with the inexplicable pressure she'd accumulated from not understanding Fain's attitude, she glanced at Fain's still-erect member and obediently knelt down to serve him. While licking, she looked up at Fain curiously and asked, "What's big?"

Seeing this, Fain also told Riven about the empathy spell between Syndra and Karma.

"Well, you should be able to guess that Syndra is planning to take revenge on the Spirit of Ionia through the Empathy spell, for example, by having more intense intercourse with me, so that Karma will also lose control and fall into depravity."

"I guessed it." Upon hearing this, Riven nodded and said, "Syndra didn't try to hide her thoughts at all..."

As I recall, when Syndra spoke about Ionia, although Fahn had enabled her to control the darkness and no longer let it sway her thoughts, Syndra herself still disliked Ionia, aside from the darkness itself. This aversion stemmed from Syndra's own personality, and Fahn had never been one to impose excessive restrictions on her in this regard.

We're all sisters in the same bed, so when problems arise, we need to address them properly instead of neglecting one for the other. Otherwise, malicious competition during future parties might damage our harmony.

Fain still hopes that Syndra and Karma can put aside their differences and share a baguette and food.

Well, although there is no deep friendship between Karma—or rather, the contemporary Venerable Karma, namely Darha and Fan—Fan does not intend to turn a blind eye because of his unusually strong desire for conquest and possession.

Pluck the flower while it blooms, for lest you break a bare branch. While Darhal inherited the memories of previous Karma rulers, he did not lose himself. He still possesses his own pursuits and hopes to bring new changes to Ionia, enabling it to better cope with the coming era of conflict.

With such lofty ideals, exquisite looks, and dignified demeanor, it would be very difficult for Farn to convince his House of Commons to turn a blind eye to this.

Karma, in particular, has a healthy, dark skin that Fahn currently doesn't have in his harem, which forces Fahn to follow his heart even if it's just for collecting.

As for why, despite both having dark skin, Fahn was interested in Karma but completely indifferent to Piltover Councilman Mel, this is simply a matter of dark skin and racial classification. Cinnamon, with its yellow undertones, is worlds apart from pure black. While Fahn can appreciate different kinds of beauty, aesthetics are fundamentally innate and personal. As for Mel's type, Fahn simply cannot appreciate it.

Thinking it over, Fain explained to Riven:

"The shared feelings brought about by the Empathy Spell are not just simple physical sensations, but also include a spiritual resonance. This is why Karma was willing to perform this ritual, because Karma also hoped to use this ritual to influence Syndra, so that she could understand some of the problems facing Ionia and dissolve the hatred within them."

"..." Upon hearing this, Riven opened her mouth, then said with a helpless expression, "You guys are really... scheming against each other in every sense of the word?"

“It’s not scheming, it’s an open and blatant desire for revenge and to reform her.” Fain shrugged to indicate that it wasn’t like that. Then he said with a sigh, “Syndra has also realized Karma’s thoughts, especially after discovering that simple sex couldn’t corrupt Karma, so she has been plotting something bigger.”

"How big?" Riven asked curiously.

“Simply put…” Farn stroked his chin and said, “Syndra’s life level is capable of giving birth to me.”

Upon hearing Fain's words, although not a direct answer, Riven's face still showed deep surprise and slight shock. She then cautiously asked, "What about Karma...?"

“Kalma will not conceive because of this.”

Shaking his head, Farn calmly said, "For ordinary people, pregnancy may not be something they can perceive immediately. They need to go through many physiological reactions such as missed periods, morning sickness, and changes in their pulse to sense it. But when a certain level of life is reached, such as Syndra and Karma, they can feel the presence of a seed of life in their bodies the moment they conceive."

"And Syndra is preparing to implant herself within me through my life essence. The happiness of our first daughter being conceived in her flower garden will allow her to fulfill her ideals while also taking revenge on Ionia."

As he spoke, seeing Riven's shocked expression, Fain added, "Of course, that's on the premise that conception can be achieved... It all depends on luck. So Syndra is currently suppressing her desire for intercourse, and is even trying to avoid seeing me as much as possible, constantly suppressing and compressing her inner desires. She's preparing to give Karma a big one when she reaches the critical point."

As he spoke, a slightly somber expression appeared on Fain's face, a result of facing challenges and pressure.

"Think about it, Syndra had already waited for thousands of years in the Dream Pool before finally reuniting with me. During that time, she made love with me almost every night, pouring out her joy and love. And now, she is suppressing this love that is so close to her, waiting and holding back... So when it finally explodes, to what extent will this intense emotion and desire reach?"

As he said this, Fain pulled the evil object out of Riven's mouth and, under Riven's slightly shocked gaze, swung it around and slapped her face twice, leaving two red marks full of glistening saliva on the female warrior's delicate face.

"So it's not that I'm tired of playing Riven, but that I need to accumulate experience and refine my skills over time."

363·Goodbye Salafine

Upon hearing Fain's explanation, Riven belatedly nodded, then lowered her head and said, "I misunderstood... I'm sorry."

"It's alright." Seeing Riven readily admit her mistake, Fain nodded in satisfaction.

If you ask Faen what he likes most about the girls around him, it's undoubtedly that these girls don't stubbornly refuse to admit their mistakes even when they know they're wrong, as if they're the little princess who's always right and everyone around them needs to be indulged.

After finishing their conversation, the two returned to their temporary camp.

However, during the meal, Akali's unintentional remark caught Fain's attention.

"Melody magic... This is truly unheard of magic. I wonder when I'll be able to see it."

Akali didn't seem to have any particular thoughts on it; it was just a casual remark. But this seemingly innocuous statement caught Fain's attention—

“Actually, it’s not impossible.” Fane stroked his chin. Ionia was now basically at peace. The reason why they couldn’t go directly to the Three Islands of Quel’Lin was because there were still obvious traces of primitive magic on the islands. And since they were still outside the Three Islands of Quel’Lin, and with Karma’s connection, if Fane wanted to, he could use the mental portal as an intermediary to bring a few people over, which wouldn’t be a big problem.

However, the absence of major problems doesn't mean there aren't any. Considering the unique nature of Ionia's spiritual realm, not everyone is suited to this land—people like Jinx and Vi are a good fit. It's not that they're bad, it's just that the style and environment here don't suit them.

This is arguably a unique characteristic of Runeterra—just as magic itself possesses its own consciousness, each city-state has its own character under the influence of spiritual thought. Strong individuals may be able to leave the land that nurtured them, but the character and soul cultivated by that land are difficult to assimilate into other regions. Of course, besides the influence of the spiritual realm, all aspects of the material realm, such as cultural traditions, are also closely related.

Thinking this, Fain also turned his gaze to Sona beside him.

Upon hearing Fan's words, Sona's eyes lit up. She blinked at Fan like a pitiful kitten begging for food, looking so pitiful that it evoked feelings of pity.

Seeing this, Farn nodded and said, "Then I'll give it a try."

As they spoke, Fain opened a portal to his mental realm and entered. Soon after, he found Seraphine—while others were uncertain, Seraphine was certainly safe. Although both were Zaunites born in Piltover, they both possessed melody magic, and the similarities between Seraphine and Sona went far beyond just their skill sets.

Just like Sona's line, "Demacia is my home, but I'll never forget Ionia," Seraphine is similar—"Piltwolf is my home, but I'll never forget the Zaun ditch."

"Honey!!"

Having just received Fain's summons to enter the spiritual realm, Salafine ran and jumped to Fain's side and threw herself into his arms.

Fain has been quite busy lately. Apart from a small party a few days ago, he's been mostly occupied with his own things. Seraphine, in particular, has been busy with her concert and hasn't seen Fain for quite some time. Now that she's seen Fain again, Seraphine can no longer suppress her longing and hugs him, kissing him passionately.

Seeing this, Farn didn't neglect her. After a brief kiss, his large hands began to roam and explore the girl's delicate body. Feeling Farn's mischievous hands, Salafine showed no shame. His slightly rough hands caressed her tender skin without much force, leaving faint marks on her smooth skin. This subtle stimulation sent goosebumps up Salafine's back. Amidst slight tremors and panting, Salafine actively guided those hands toward her nipples and the budding flower between her thighs.

For Mrs. Piltover, this must be unacceptable, right? The woman who was portrayed by Piltover and Zaun as a symbol of peace between the two cities, a melodic diva, and an innocent and pure girl in the hearts of countless fans, was actually such a despicable bitch who would actively offer kisses to men, and even shamelessly allow them to touch her body, let them pluck and tear at her petals and let her honey flow out.

Thinking about it, Faen couldn't help but tease, "So emotional as soon as you meet? If your fans saw you acting like this, your whole persona and reputation would collapse instantly."

Upon hearing this, Salafine showed no sign of unease, only unable to resist hugging and kissing Fane repeatedly, letting him play with her wet petals below, her eyes filled with a hazy joy as she said, "That kind of thing is okay, I'm just a sex toy for you to relieve your stress~"

As she spoke, Seraphine proactively lifted her skirt, revealing her clean and smooth bud below. Unlike Zelly and Jinx, Seraphine's pubic hair was sparse, easily smoothed and moistened with a little trimming. Now, aroused, her bud had unconsciously opened slightly, opening and closing with the girl's breath, continuously releasing clear nectar.

The bud above the petals was already red and swollen from being touched by Faen's fingers. Every time Faen rubbed it again, the girl's body would tremble slightly, and a spurt of nectar would flow out from the bud as if in a chain reaction. As the girl's eyes became increasingly hazy, Faen continued to pinch her a few more times with pleasure, until the girl trembled slightly and her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand. Only then did Faen lay her down on the sunny shore of the spiritual realm and enter her.

As her desire was finally fulfilled, Salafine couldn't help but burst into a high-pitched song. Her burning love was no longer concealed at that moment. She responded accordingly to her lover's entry and exit from her body. For a moment, the entire beach was filled with the girl's wanton panting and self-deprecating words.

Meanwhile, within Fain's mental realm, Soraka, watching the two engaged in passionate intercourse not far away, tilted her head in confusion. It was clearly humiliation, wasn't it? Why was the girl's mind filled with such ecstasy? Although it did feel good when Fain thrust into her… Soraka couldn't understand where the girl's happiness came from.