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Back in Noxus, they were a team, so having LeBlanc direct and train Riven saved a lot of time and effort in getting them to gel. Because of this, LeBlanc is now able to understand and be aware of some of Riven's thoughts.
“The rules of the spiritual realm are different from those of the material realm. Compared to rigorous physical training, the power of the spiritual realm focuses more on one’s own feelings and instinctive intuition,” LeBlanc said casually. “Your innate magic related to willpower is also part of the spiritual realm. Without a suitable guide, you will only be able to linger at the door for the rest of your life.”
As she said this, LeBlanc said with a smug look on her face, "And the current Seraphine is following her deepest desires. Admittedly, both Seraphine and I have become like Fane, inside and out, unable to refuse any command or request from our master, even willing to endure his humiliation and whipping, and even as happy as a hungry puppy that has been given food... But as for me, I got what I wanted."
LeBlanc raised her hand, and dense magical energy intertwined with spiritual energy, forming an even more complex shape. Even though Riven knew nothing about magic, she could still sense the power within.
“I crave power, I crave revenge, I crave to replace the original and become the real me. Seraphine, on the other hand, craves peace, for everyone to have the life they want, and for those who suffer to have hope to live on. I don’t want to comment too much on other people’s ideals, but without exception, we have all achieved them. And what we paid… I don’t even think it’s a price.”
He beckoned Riven closer, seemingly wanting to confide in her.
After hesitating for a moment, Riven finally decided to step forward and listen to what this girl had to say, meeting LeBlanc's calm gaze.
LeBlanc, however, simply led Riven to see Seraphine's state more closely, and through the Mark of Pleasure, resonated with Seraphine's current feeling of being filled and intensely satisfied, feeling so comfortable that she completely lost her mind.
150. The ingenious use of rabbit ears
Caught off guard by this sudden attack, Riven's expression changed drastically in an instant. Fortunately, besides her formidable combat awareness and experience, Riven's innate magical abilities subtly and greatly enhanced her mental strength. This caused Riven's spirit to tremble violently at the moment it was about to reach its limit, allowing her to forcefully break free from the resonance.
The moment she broke free, Riven dodged away as if electrocuted. She stared in horror at Fain and Seraphine, then fixed her hostile gaze on LeBlanc.
"What did you do to me—damn it, I don't want to become like this!!"
Halfway through her sentence, Riven realized that what she was saying to LeBlanc was pointless. Coming to her senses, Riven shook her head repeatedly at LeBlanc, saying, "Give up, it's impossible!"
"Don't rush~" Hearing Riven's words, LeBlanc pointed at Riven and said dismissively, "Although your willpower is very strong and commendable, your body doesn't seem to be thinking the same thing."
Upon hearing this, Riven also looked down at her own body.
Even before LeBlanc and Riven's bodies resonated, Riven had already witnessed and heard the corresponding physical reactions. Now, after the resonance, although she was still wearing a black, form-fitting uniform, the outlines of her chest and legs were practically indistinguishable from those of a naked woman.
The area between her legs was alright; squeezing it slightly could still barely conceal it, though it just meant more sticky sweat would flow out. The soft flesh, already enlarged due to the uniform's effect of being gathered up, swelled even more dramatically; not only were the nipples prominent, but even the areolas became exceptionally noticeable.
Having been preoccupied with resisting the impact of the resonance on her mind, Riven, now noticing the changes in her body thanks to LeBlanc's reminder, hastily covered her chest with her arms in a slightly flustered manner. However, she quickly realized that her actions were completely futile, as Fain was still working hard on Seraphine, and the only one paying attention to her was LeBlanc in front of her.
So, taking a deep breath, Riven shook her head and said, "I—"
"Don't rush," LeBlanc said. "You can feel that this will bring you many benefits, can't you?"
Upon hearing this, Riven remained silent, for she could sense that LeBlanc was telling the truth. This feeling wasn't merely a simple intuition; rather, it stemmed from the lewd reaction her body was experiencing. Along with shame, Riven also felt the slow but undeniable growth of power.
Seeing this, LeBlanc chuckled and suggested, "Master is not one to force others. If you are unwilling, Master will not force you to do anything."
With that, LeBlanc licked her lips and said, "It's not your fault that you can't accept that deepest connection, but if you need power... perhaps we can try starting with the simplest things?"
Upon hearing this, she remained silent for a moment, her lips twitching slightly before Riven pursed her lips and asked, "How do we try?"
“Yes, of course it’s my duty as a servant~” As he said this, Faen let out a pleasant pant. Along with Faen’s pant, Salafine’s body clung tightly to Faen like an octopus. Her long, beautiful legs were wrapped tightly around Faen’s waist, her passionate expression suggesting she wanted to merge with him, becoming one.
Meanwhile, Fain's waist suddenly accelerated, and in Riven's line of sight, with a powerful impact, the thick penis violently plunged entirely into that tender pink flesh. Then, the sac contracted violently, and through the fluid channel beneath the penis, Riven could clearly see large amounts of fluid being injected into that seemingly innocent but actually fully developed pink bud, shaped like Fain's, as if it were free.
Just watching, Riven couldn't help but swallow, feeling a dryness in her mouth. An uncontrollable desire and impulse slowly rose within her. Even though she instinctively squeezed her legs together, her body still urged her to pounce on it, to snatch it away, and stuff it into her... mouth, or somewhere else, to make this life essence her own nourishment...
But Riven quickly turned her gaze away, forcefully suppressing her inner impulse with her invincible willpower.
LeBlanc, however, didn't seem to care. Instead, she exchanged a glance with Fain. After communicating through their mental connection, Fain nodded in understanding LeBlanc's thoughts. He then pulled his half-softened pestle, which had just finished another round of fighting, from the dazed and ecstatic Seraphine's body. He strode over the girl's exhausted body and forcefully stood in front of Riven.
He reached out and placed his hands on either side of Riven's cheeks, and despite Riven's resistance, she did not raise any hand to stop him, turning her face towards the magnificent thing beneath him.
LeBlanc's face also peeked out from Fain's waist at the right moment, looking at Riven's eyes that were almost locked on the pestle, and LeBlanc also stretched out her soft hands to straighten the half-soft, magnificent thing and point it at Riven.
"Shouldn't the cleanup and sanitation afterwards be the servant's responsibility?"
Upon hearing LeBlanc's words, Riven remained silent for a long time, swallowing repeatedly, but she did not correct the difference in status and duties between the servant LeBlanc mentioned and the 'guard' that Fain had just mentioned.
Because, as LeBlanc said, this was just a simple experiment...
Thinking this, Riven took a deep breath and then opened her mouth with some difficulty. Seeing this, Fain grinned, then without any pity, grabbed the bunny ears from Riven's headband and roughly shoved them in.
The headband looked loose, but it was magically integrated with Riven. Even with Fain's rough pulling, it showed no sign of coming off.
As the penis was fully inserted, the intense feeling of suffocation caused Riven's eyes to roll back involuntarily, her throat to contract repeatedly, and her gag reflex to kick in. This should have caused intense discomfort, but for some reason, Riven felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. Even her rolled-up eyes were filled with tears that involuntarily revealed an indescribable ecstasy. She neither struggled nor spoke, simply letting Fain pull on her rabbit ears as he pleased.
151. Riven's Self-Pity
It was clear that Riven was starting to soften, but she hadn't completely let down her guard. So, while Fain's actions were a bit rough, they were perfectly within Riven's acceptable limits.
Although there was some discomfort, along with this discomfort came a strong sense of joy from the mark of pleasure and spiritual resonance. This subtle difference is like sugar and salt, which seem like completely opposite things, but in fact they can create a wonderful sense of depth and complexity.
"Suck it in." Pulling the rabbit ears, he buried Riven's lips into his dark forest, and looking at the female warrior whose eyes were full of confusion with joy, Fain said gently, "Suck out everything else in the pipe too."
Upon hearing Fain's words, Riven's misty eyes flickered, but she then awkwardly began to try to inhale and swallow.
About half a minute later, sensing Fain's movement, Riven somewhat sluggishly spat out what was in her mouth. If she had been filled with resistance before, now, after licking up some of Seraphine's remaining scraps, her hormone levels, influenced by pleasure factors, began to rise continuously. Sensing something was amiss, Riven managed to suppress her urge to pounce, but her eyes still held a mixture of hesitation and hidden desire as she gazed at the large, swaying object between Fain's legs.
Seeing that Fain was about to pull up his pants and deny everything, Riven shuddered, then her lips twitched as if she wanted to say something.
Seeing this, Farn raised an eyebrow, stopped pulling up his pants, and asked with interest, "What's wrong? Is there anything else you haven't done?"
Hearing this, Minmin lowered her head and pursed her lips. Although she was aware of the urge in her body, Riven still maintained her rationality. However, feeling the desire in her heart, she gave in and looked at Fain's waist, saying, "That place down there... hasn't been cleaned yet."
Hearing Riven's words and sensing the female warrior's inner restraint and struggle, Fain did not rush things. He simply leaned forward again, placed his hand on the girl's silver-gray hair, and said while rubbing it, "Then I'll have to leave it to you."
Hearing this, Riven didn't speak, but simply reached out and picked up the pestle, licking it from the outer wall to the base. Then she buried her face in the wrinkled sac. Feeling the hair brushing against her face, the wrinkled skin, and the rich masculine scent, even through the membrane, she could clearly feel the heavy mass and vitality…
If Riven hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have found it hard to believe that just a few minutes ago, Fain had filled up LeBlanc and Seraphine... There was absolutely no sign of it decreasing!
After licking away the essence and even the grime that had landed on the sac, Riven could feel that her body was still not satisfied. But feeling Fain's smiling gaze, Riven hesitated for a long time before finally taking a deep breath and saying, "Well... my cleaning is finished..."
Although she said that, Riven could feel a strong sense of loss and reluctance washing over her. In fact, during this process, a slight expectation even arose in Riven's heart, such as Fain forcing herself, controlling herself, or pushing herself.
In that case, no matter how unwilling she was, in the end she would probably only be able to lie helplessly on the bed, letting Fane play with her, and finally, like Salafine, have her mouth, intestines, and sac filled at will... After she was done, she would be thrown on the bed and the floor like a rag... Finally, she would be alone, digesting the essence in her body and licking her wounds.
Just as Riven's mind was wandering uncontrollably, she suddenly heard some rustling sounds.
Turning his head, he saw Farn pulling up his pants. The ball bag that had just hit his face and the baguette that had been stuffed down his throat were now hidden by his pulled-up pants. His intense desire and impulse vanished in an instant, replaced by a strong sense of loss.
While Riven was still confused, Fain patted her head and said, "You've worked hard. Remember to digest what you've eaten properly. If you don't understand something, you can ask LeBlanc. This will help you adapt to the power of this mental realm more quickly."
As he said this, Faen stretched his limbs leisurely. Watching Faen turn and leave, Riven simply lowered her head and covered her mouth. After sorting out her thoughts for a moment, she belatedly raised her head, straightened her clothes, glanced at LeBlanc who was smiling at her, and followed Faen's departing figure without saying a word.
Seeing Riven follow, Fain looked puzzled and asked, "Why did you follow? Is something the matter?"
Upon hearing this, Riven took a deep breath and said, "Although I don't think it's necessary, I am your... protector now. Even though I'm no longer a Noxian, the promise still matters to me. I promised you, so I will protect you... well, deal with those who pose no threat to you but are a waste of your time."
After hearing Riven's explanation, Fain nodded thoughtfully and then said, "Not a bad suggestion. Those self-important guys really waste their time."
Hearing Riven's words, LeBlanc smiled and said, "That is indeed the duty of a guard... but don't forget the duties of a servant as well."
Upon hearing LeBlanc's words, Riven's eyes twitched slightly, but she didn't attempt to confront or argue. She simply stood quietly behind Fain, seemingly oblivious.
Seeing Riven's state, LeBlanc wasn't in a hurry. She just said with some emotion, "Master's needs are always so strong. Who knows when she'll need help... If only there were a portable toilet."
Riven could somewhat understand the underlying meaning in LeBlanc's words, but she remained unmoved, seemingly unaffected. However, through the perception of the Mark of Pleasure, she sensed Riven's inner turmoil, her forced composure, and the compromises made beneath that composure, along with her self-pity and attempts to comfort herself. LeBlanc merely gave Fain a smug smile, and after receiving a serious thumbs-up from Fain, Fain then went to deal with the remaining important matters concerning the Twin Cities.
We should prepare in advance for the threats posed by the Darkin, which are entrenched throughout Runeterra.
152. Strong flavor, needs no further explanation.
Fahn was quite concerned about the Darkin. These monsters, who had ruled Runeterra for thousands of years, still left behind countless scourges even now. Leaving aside figures like Aatrox, the Darkin Blademaster, who broke free from his seal but was also tormented by it and driven mad by thoughts of world destruction, the emergence of Zoranny further plunged Runeterra into chaos, bringing it to the brink of destruction and forcing Ryze to actively unleash the power of the World Runes to intervene.
While Stellar wasn't described in much detail, in Fane's view, he could serve as a good medium for Fane to make contact with other Darkin.
With that thought in mind, Farn opened the door to the spiritual realm and stepped inside.
Upon seeing Fain go inside, Riven, though puzzled, did not hesitate or waver at all and immediately followed him.
Having suppressed her discomfort, Riven may not yet have a deep enough understanding of Faen in other aspects, but in terms of the increase in power, it is indeed real.
Following behind Fain, even though it was just simple walking, Riven could clearly feel that the connection between herself and her flesh and blood had become much closer. If before, when Riven concentrated, she could feel the state of every part of her body, such as her arms, legs, and thighs, then now, Riven could even detect the state of each individual muscle.
Moreover, Riven had a feeling that if she could concentrate, she could unleash the full power within her body—not by unleashing 100% of her strength, but by controlling her muscle tissue to unleash 120% of her maximum power.
I am... getting stronger.
Following behind Fain with her head down, Riven unconsciously clenched her fists. While feeling exhilarated by her increased power, Riven also understood why Seraphine and LeBlanc were so eager to be toyed with by Fain.
While it might sound strange, even Riven had to admit that the pleasure derived from Fain's seemingly brutal behavior actually far outweighed the discomfort—not that it far outweighed anything, but rather that even though she could feel the discomfort, sense that something was wrong, and perceive that she was being belittled and humiliated, she still felt a strong sense of pleasure. Moreover, within these uncomfortable acts of humiliation and belittling, a subtle sense of layering emerged.
Just as the best way to increase the brightness of a screen is not to upgrade the hardware, but to reduce the ambient brightness, this kind of contrasting levels is like a beam of light appearing in the darkness, immediately attracting attention and making the pleasure felt more intense.
And... it seems that it's not just that the power is getting stronger.
Riven could feel that, in addition to her increased muscle strength and heightened awareness of her body, her energy and physical fitness had also improved significantly.
Once inside the body, the white life essence releases heat like embers in a furnace. However, compared to the intense heat of embers, the energy transformed from this life essence is much gentler and warmer. It's like a ray of warm sunshine in the dead of winter, or soaking in warm water after a long day, bringing a sense of genuine comfort and relaxation.
That's why Riven didn't refuse when LeBlanc asked her to help Fain with his needs anytime...
"This is because it's your first time taking it."
Noticing Riven's thoughts, Fain offered a brief reminder.
Upon hearing Fain's words, Riven looked at him with a puzzled expression. Seeing this, Fain then said:
"Laughing often can effectively lower blood pressure, relax muscles, and release endorphins, the natural pain relievers in entecavir. Life expectancy is also four years longer than that of people who are often depressed. Happiness is a more comprehensive form of 'laughter.' Although happiness sounds very simple, it can directly affect various bodily functions, including the speed of recovery after injury, the mental state and judgment during combat, all of which are closely related to emotions before, during, and after a battle."
Upon hearing this, Riven seemed to understand, and Farn continued to explain: "And the happiness factor can directly bring people the most primal happiness through the connection in the spiritual realm."
"The reason you feel so wonderful right now is simply because it's your first time experiencing it, and often, the first time is always a wonderful experience... well, even if it's not so wonderful, people's memories will automatically romanticize their first time."
Farn shrugged and said, "Once you take in the pleasure factor a few more times, your body will naturally get used to the feeling. Although it will create a certain dependence, it won't be as noticeable as it is now, so you won't feel the change in your body and thus feel the urge to have some more right away."
Upon hearing Fain's explanation, Riven blinked involuntarily, then asked in confusion, "If that's the case... then why did you tell me?"
Riven asked, "If you want to play with my body, like that Seraphine, making me unable to resist and begging you, wouldn't that be better?"
Riven knew that Fane had feelings for her body. While Riven wasn't ashamed of it, she wouldn't use it to blackmail Fane. Because Riven knew she didn't truly have the right to decide. Because if Fane really wanted it, then no matter how much she resisted or refused, she would be powerless to stop him.
Since that's the case, it's better to be straightforward and clear-cut, which would save us from all the roundabout ways—warriors are often very direct.
Farn seemed quite unconcerned about this: "Those who know me well know that I am a very pure lover."
Riven didn't say anything, she just quietly watched Fain fart.
Farn, however, showed no discomfort whatsoever. Instead, he pointed to his crotch with a smug expression and said to Riven frankly, "And I have full confidence that once you've tasted my stuff, you'll never forget it."
Hearing Fain's confident words, Riven was about to retort, but following the direction Fain was pointing, before she could even speak, she couldn't help but swallow. She quickly turned her head away, muttering something unintelligible, and then continued following behind Fain.
153·The Awakening Flame
Following Fain all the way to the depths of the spiritual realm, even Riven showed a hint of surprise when she saw the small island floating on the sea.
Despite her limited knowledge, Riven knew that the mental realm was Fain's territory, and everything there could be changed at will according to Fain's will.
Based on this, Riven once thought that Fain's mental realm might be more chaotic and decadent than imagined. For example, even his degrading remarks were full of temptations that led to depravity. But what Riven didn't expect was that Fain's mental realm was actually quite... innocent and pure?
"Don't make me sound like some kind of great demon." Farn said speechlessly, "In fact, only a minority of people truly pursue extreme happiness. Most people have long since lost their edge under the tempering of society and time, and their thinking is more inclined towards a contented happiness rather than an extreme pursuit of happiness... Of course, this kind of happiness also needs to be maintained. Because human nature always tends to 'add a little bit,' just like a budget, the more you add, the more it increases. In the end, if you're not careful, the happiness will be layered on and on, turning into a collective disorderly frenzy."
Hearing Fain's words, Riven nodded thoughtfully, then asked suspiciously, "Why are you telling me this? I don't need to know..."
“The physical appearance may be alluring, but the soul is more captivating,” Farn said casually. “Although I have designs on you, it is merely my own selfish desire. Your consciousness, projected into the spiritual realm, has revealed to me that you possess boundless potential, which means you have more possibilities, and your existence will also lead this world in a better direction. Therefore, I will not use these things to coerce you into serving me.”
Upon hearing this, Riven fell silent, unsure how to evaluate Fane's actions. However, judging from Fane's tone, Riven could sense that he didn't intend to exploit her through coercion or deception. This brought a slight sense of relief to Riven, who had just experienced betrayal. However, Fane's subsequent statement that he could make the world a better place...
Riven couldn't help but sneer, not at all targeting Fain, but rather saying with a touch of self-deprecation, "Although I used to be a Noxian... I still have to ask, do you really approve of Noxus's practice of invading other regions? All that talk about making the world a better place..."
"That's hard to say." Upon hearing this, Fain shook his head as well.
"Noxus did cause aggression, but it was like an Ionian fisherman who caught a boatload of sardines and, to prevent them from dying, threw two pike into the school to keep them moving around and breathing. Noxus did cause terrible destruction throughout Runeterra, but similarly, peace and prosperity in many places simply postponed the crisis... Well, that's how it was in my homeland, Ionia."
At this point, Farn couldn't help but curl his lip: "Those old things in the Temple of Eternity are more stubborn and stinking than stinking rocks in a latrine."
Listening to Fain's grumbling, Riven shrugged, indicating that she didn't quite understand.
However, Fain didn't discuss this matter too much. He just glanced at Riven and said, "Being born into the mud doesn't mean you're dirty. Take your time, you'll gradually understand what I'm saying."
Fain wasn't in a hurry to train Riven—achievements in the spiritual realm are often deeply connected to moments of sudden enlightenment. This was true even in Ionia.
Blade Dancer Irelia, Sword Saint Yi, Master of Shadows Zed... they all gained mastery of the power of the spiritual realm, either actively or passively, through breakthroughs in their self-awareness.
Especially Irelia, Fain's nominal junior sister, witnessed the death of her family and instantly mastered the long-lost sword dance. Before the Noxian officer present could even shout "I'm done for!", he was chopped up by Irelia like a chopping vegetable.
As for Riven... her decision to plead with Elder Souma to shatter the Blackrock Greatsword, bestowed upon her by Darkwill and representing all her glory and honor, stems from witnessing the agonizing destruction of Ionia's prosperous lands under the influence of alchemical flames. This reveals that Riven is not a Noxian warrior like Darius; rather, having grown up in Noxus, her personal values have been influenced by Noxus, leading her to lose herself in her past.
“Not all lost souls will find themselves again.” Farn looked at Riven calmly. “But I know, and I can sense, that you will find yourself again.”
Feeling the encouragement and trust in Fain's words, Riven got goosebumps all over and said with a look of disgust, "Easy for you to say, but don't make me eat your filthy stuff again in a little while."
“If you’re honest and say you want to eat it, I won’t mind.” Farn shrugged.