lol: After being blessed by the Happy Demon, I became the harem king

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Thinking it over, Shuona composed herself and continued:

"Although Hilko has a terrible reputation in Zaun, and many people believe that Zaun is in its current state because of Hilko, in fact, Hilko is trustworthy if he is truly in Zaun's best interest. Even in the current situation, Hilko is still doing his best to maintain Zaun's independence. However, compared to the past, Zaun's current situation is beyond repair."

“I think Hilko has realized this too… He’s a man of great intelligence, but too radical,” said Shuona.

"But reality has smoothed out Hilk's radical edges, as evidenced by his attempts to use alchemy plants and Hextech crystal refineries to exchange technology and trade with the Upper City for benefits. Our reform ideas align with the future of Zaun that Hilk hopes to see."

"So I personally think that in this matter, we can give Hilco some trust... but no matter how much trust we give him, the most important power must be in your hands."

Shuona pursed her lips and said, "Violence is the greatest source of power that enables us to push forward this change."

Upon hearing this, Fain nodded in understanding.

This also explains why Shuona was able to raise Zeli safely in such a harsh environment as the ditch—although Shuona didn't explicitly say so, it's clear that during the Zaunite era, Shuona must have been one of the top leaders in the league. Otherwise, Shuona wouldn't have been able to understand some of Hilko's personality traits.

As well, Zeli also showed magical talent at a very young age. Even if the Alchemist Baron didn't know it at first, as Zeli grew up, her magical power became stronger and stronger, and its connection with her emotions made it increasingly uncontrollable. All of this would make it impossible for Zeli's talent to be hidden.

Despite this, Zeli was still able to grow up safely and freely without being subjected to much harsh treatment. This was likely due to Shuona's status and position in the Zaun Alliance in the past—and the same applied to the Gutter neighborhood where Zeli grew up.

Fane had been suspicious even before the flyers spread so quickly throughout Zaun. Now it seems he was right.

Having connections in high places makes things easier, which undoubtedly allows for the faster formation of a new team. After discussing the matter of Hilko, Fain also talked to Shuona about Salafine.

Actually, when Shuona heard that Faen was planning to go to a concert with Zeli, she didn't mind. After all, she had been quite busy recently. Faen and Zeli hadn't had a chance to develop their relationship. Now that they finally had a few days to relax, what was wrong with going to a concert?

But then Shuona thought again, if it was just about attending a concert for fun, then Faen wouldn't have needed to tell her specifically...

After thinking for a moment, Shuona said, "Is this little girl named Salafine... special?"

“Hmm.” Farn nodded: “Although Salafine may seem like just a somewhat naive and kind girl, she represents a significant number of people in Piltover who can be won over—her parents are both Zaunites.”

Upon hearing this, after a moment's thought, Shuona quickly nodded in understanding and then fell into deep thought.

Piltover's exploitation and oppression of Zaun is all-encompassing, especially in its control over talent. Even the Alchemy Institute, jointly founded by the Alchemist Barons, is no match for Piltover University... Even Zaun's own people look up to those Piltover natives who couldn't make it in Piltover and had to slink to Zaun.

The impact of this cannot be simply summarized as social trends or human nature. In fact, according to Fahn's knowledge, there are many Zaunites like Salephine who live in Piltover but want to make their hometown better.

23. Night of Dedication

Zaun, though chaotic, is also a breeding ground for talent. The most famous among them is undoubtedly Viktor. Besides Viktor, many others from Zaun reside in various research institutions in Piltover. However, most of them struggle to advance due to their backgrounds and other issues—while Viktor is famous, he has always lived in the shadow of Jayce's brilliance.

This is a precious opportunity because Zaun hasn't completely broken ties with Piltover yet, and it's the only window of opportunity for Fain to make contact with Zaun's sympathizers in the upper city. Naturally, they should make as much contact as possible now. Even if these sympathizers don't want to return to Zaun to rebuild it, their presence will prevent Zaun from being completely ignorant of Piltover's internal affairs.

We must seize this opportunity. Otherwise, once things turn sour in the future, just wait and see. Those trading families will allow Fain to continue contacting those Zaunites in the upper city, and Fain will eventually turn his name backwards.

However, there's no need to be too nervous, since Fain never intended to take a slow and steady approach from the beginning.

Thinking this through, Farn asked, "Does our organization currently have the capability to quickly take over Zaun?"

Rather than making everyone realize the need for resistance, Fane was more concerned with smoothly taking over all power in Zaun after eliminating those who needed to be eliminated, preventing unnecessary rebellion—Silkor was a prime example. Although he quickly seized power in Zaun after killing Vander based on reputation, Vander's existing prestige in Zaun and the lack of truly steadfast individuals around Silkor forced him to appoint numerous alchemical barons to assist him in managing Zaun.

Among these alchemist barons, some fought alongside Hillkor, while others surrendered and joined after Hillkor's victory. It's obvious that a council composed of such a mixed group to govern Zaun is bound to cause problems. Moreover, the neighboring trading families are constantly monitoring Zaun's developments.

As expected, these alchemical barons soon began to subtly defy Hilcor, eventually leading to the situation we see now...

"No."

In response to Farn's question, Shuona shook her head and said, "Moreover, cooperating with Hilko... to be honest, this will cause a considerable number of our comrades who have joined us to waver."

Upon hearing this, Fain nodded thoughtfully.

"Leave this matter to me. By the way, you can also talk to Hilko and see if there are any changes in him."

"Okay." Shuona nodded, and then everyone dispersed.

Seeing her mother leave, Zeli excitedly came to Faen's side.

"Hooray! We're going to the concert tomorrow! I've been wanting to go up there for ages!"

Upon hearing Zeli's words, Faen smiled and rubbed the fluorescent green head.

It's clear that Zeli has been really bored lately. The long experiments have left the lively girl exhausted. Now that she can finally relax for a while, she's not only having fun, but she's also been exceptionally excited and lively during tonight's raid on the gang spy meeting.

Thinking to himself, and looking at Zeli's lively smile, Faen smiled slightly, then hugged the girl in his arms.

Seemingly guessing what Fan was going to do, Zeli couldn't help but swallow, but she didn't refuse. She just rolled her eyes at Fan and then leaned against him, silently feeling his warm and strong hands playing with her breasts, kneading them into various shapes like clay. A slight pain came, but it was just the right amount of pain, making Zeli's eyes look hazy.

Zeli's breathing became increasingly rapid after she casually rubbed the red beans with her fingers a couple of times.

Ever since the last time she had been holding back for too long and was made to break through another shameful discovery by Faen, and was also given a huge dose of pleasure inhibitors, Zeli's feelings for Faen had become increasingly acute.

Sensing something, Fain's hand moved downwards, a caress that made Zeli's legs go weak. After a moment, he raised his hand again, gazing at the glistening liquid on it. Fain then put his fingers into Zeli's mouth, playing with her tongue as he said, "Zeli's starting to learn water magic too? You've created so much flowing water so quickly?"

Hearing Fain's teasing and joking tone, Zeli instinctively took Fain's finger into her mouth, her soft tongue licking it. Once the alluring sensation subsided and her mind cleared a little, she said somewhat angrily, "Isn't it all because of you? Ever since you did that last time, I feel your body getting warm every time I see you. You said it wouldn't have any effect, but I think it won't have any effect on you."

As she was saying this, Zeli's body suddenly trembled slightly, then she blushed and glanced back at the baguette pressed against her tailbone. Although she was still dressed, under the body modification of the Pleasure Factor, Zeli could already feel that burning heat pressed against her body. A burning sensation came from her lower body, and she became increasingly sensitive. Even the slightest movement of her arm caused her wet body to swell due to the friction of the fabric, and Zeli let out a soft panting.

Looking back at Fain, Zeli gently raised her face, closed her eyes, and offered her pink lips to Fain, seeking his kiss. Seeing this, Fain lowered his head as desired. The brief kiss left a delicate sheen of sweat on Zeli's skin, her slender neck moving rhythmically. It was just a simple pre-dinner dessert, but the increasingly sensitive Zeli was already panting heavily.

After glancing around to make sure no one was around, Zeli pulled Faen back to their room.

After returning to the room with Zeli, Faen curiously patted Zeli's head.

Why do you seem unusually excited today?

It wasn't just a guess—within Faen's line of sight, arcs of electricity were already leaping above Zeli's head. The emerald green sparks emitted a dazzling light as they danced, shimmering between Zeli's eyes and hair, making the girl's already dreamy eyes even more enchanting.

Having spent this time together, Faen had come to understand Zeli's various states. While Zeli could be moved by something like this pre-dinner dessert, it wasn't the first time. Even when she was most emotional, her hair wouldn't be crackling with electricity like this.

Based on what Faen knew about Zeli, it seemed more like Zeli had made some important but shameful decision.

Seemingly noticing Fan's confusion, Zeli took several deep breaths and, after confirming that she wasn't so nervous, she raised her finger to Fan with a spirited expression and said, "Today, Zeli is taking pity on you and has decided to let you off a little! But before that, you can leave now."

Upon hearing this, Fain showed an expectant expression and left the room. After Fain left, Zeli, who was alone in the room, did not seem particularly excited or thrilled. Instead, she nervously swallowed.

Zeli was now fully aware of what she was doing, and also knew that she wasn't affected by the "pleasure factor." Back during the battle, the satisfaction of eliminating evil had been enough to bring Zeli back to her senses. But now, it was precisely this clarity that had plunged Zeli into a brief silence.

Looking at the abs on her stomach and then at the sparse downy hair that Faen had shaved off but had now grown back, Zeli blushed.

"Hmph, I'll make you pay this time." With that, Zeli muttered as she turned off the light and began decorating her room—although Faen rarely mentioned it, Zeli knew very well that after each intimate encounter, Faen was actually only slightly warmed up. After all, compared to Zeli's physical abilities, even Faen before his enhancement was far superior, let alone after.

However, before, because she was busy with many things and was away from home, she could only do things in other places. But now that she has finished everything she needed to do and is home, and even her mother approves of Faen, Zeli feels that she doesn't need to feel nervous or uneasy anymore.

Thinking to herself, Zeli took out some decorative items and ornaments she had secretly prepared beforehand from the wardrobe beside her. There weren't many things; Zeli simply decorated her room and lit two scented candles...

Although she possessed a tomboyish liveliness, energy, and sense of justice, she was still a young girl after all, and Zeli harbored beautiful fantasies about love. Now, having simply arranged everything beautiful she could imagine, Zeli glanced at herself in the mirror. Although it wasn't the first time Zeli had seen the clothes she had secretly bought, the thought of being pinned down by Faen in them made her cheeks flush uncontrollably.

No, no, I can't think about it anymore. Zeli patted her burning red face, then said nonchalantly, "You can come in now."

Upon hearing this, Farn pushed open the door and entered, then involuntarily narrowed his eyes.

The minimalist room remained largely unchanged, except for a few pink silk scarves hanging around the bed. The lights were off, and two scented candles burned warmly on the bedside table.

Zeli sat on the soft bed. Although she was trying her best to calm herself down, her slightly rapid breathing and trembling eyelashes still revealed the tension in the girl's heart.

Although he could sense Zeli's determination, to be honest, Faen still didn't expect Zeli to make such preparations without any warning.

It's important to understand that Zeli isn't currently influenced by the happiness factor; rather, she's acting on her own inner thoughts.

It was clear that Zeli was still very nervous. Her smooth body initially seemed to be lying lazily and elegantly on the soft bed, but after Faen opened the door, the girl's shyness made Zeli subconsciously cover herself with the thin veil.

However, this did not diminish the beauty that Zeli displayed. Rather, it was this slightly naive enthusiasm that made Faen linger on Zeli the most.

A thin veil draped over her body, the delicate lace suspended from two erect nipples rather than secured by knots or wires. This very drape caused her to breathe rapidly, her body flushed, her breasts erect, and the outline of her nipples more pronounced. Soft candlelight spread across her shapely waist, and fine beads of sweat slid down her abdomen with each breath. Her legs were crossed, a semi-transparent black gauze skirt flowing like the night, partially concealing her most alluring features in the dim light.

Zeli had meticulously prepared some opening remarks to guide Fan's resolve and let him know that she was not someone to be trifled with. However, once Fan actually walked in, Zeli found herself unable to utter any encouraging words. Just thinking about what Fan was about to do to her made her feel weak and powerless all over, and her embarrassingly soft flesh writhed unbearably with itching, leaving Zeli groaning for a long time without being able to utter a complete sentence.

Seeing this, Farn didn't rush, but slowly walked to the bedside and came to Zeli's side.

They looked at each other, and feeling the gentleness and slight surprise in Fain's gaze, Zeli could clearly feel her inner tension and agitation rapidly subsiding. Even the soft flesh that had been constantly squeezing out viscous fluid moved more slowly and gently, as if its initial impatient waiting had turned into a gentle anticipation.

Honestly, doesn't this make it sound like I'm actually trying to serve Fane?

Lost in a hazy, infatuated state, Zeli's eyes were filled with pleading and longing as she looked at Fain. Before Fain could even open his mouth, she unconsciously spread her legs, her slender fingers brushing across the surface of the valley, the flowing spring water wetting her fingertips. But this level of stimulation not only failed to soothe her long-suppressed body, but also further ignited the desire she had been desperately holding back.

Almost instinctively, Zeli's eyes welled up with tears of intense love. She opened her small mouth and stuck out half of her tongue towards Faen, like a baby bird eagerly awaiting its mother's feeding.

Looking at the thirsty birds, Farn calmly took out the already steaming baguette and handed it to them.

Upon seeing the food, the hungry birds immediately and obediently began to eat it.

"Are you ready?"

After feeding the birds for a while, Farn looked at Zeli's flushed face and body as he fed the birds: "If you're ready, it's time to begin."

As he spoke, Farn pulled the baguette from the bird's beak and offered it to the even more eager little mouth.

Feeling the heat pressed against her private parts, Zeli nodded nervously but expectantly.

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As the title says, it will be available tomorrow.

Actually, there wasn't much to say; I was just going to update a lot. But then, just before the book was going to be published, I had to go to the hospital for surgery. As for anal fistulas, it seems like many authors have them to some extent, because they're mainly caused by low immunity, irregular sleep patterns, staying up late, prolonged sitting, and drinking alcohol. Luckily, mine is low-lying, so I don't have to go through the ordeal of changing dressings like with high-lying fistulas.

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Tomorrow I'll guarantee at least 2 words for an update, then 8 words per day until I have 36 chapters saved up, and then at least 6 words per day thereafter.

24. Zeli's Growth

Although she had prepared herself mentally, when the day actually arrived, Zeli still found that all her mental preparations seemed to be useless.

In Faen's arms, Zeli felt like a lone boat in a storm, like a red-hot iron, the rough, uneven, scorching hard rod scraping against her soft flesh, going straight for the heart of the matter. No matter how much Zeli tried to endure, the intense pleasure, accompanied by the ultimate sensation, easily overwhelmed her sensitive nerves like a tsunami.

The moment it was pulled out, a few strands of pink flesh were pulled out of the purplish-red glans. Those eyes, which were always full of vitality and sunshine, widened as Zeli stared at Fain's chest so close to hers, and she felt her mind being swallowed by ecstasy.

Raising her head slightly, Fane's Adam's apple, chin, and face came into view. Meeting Fane's gaze, Zeli's eyes were filled with indescribable ecstasy and bliss. She had barely opened her mouth when she couldn't help but let out a series of melodious chirps, like birds in flight.

Although she had initially planned to teach Faen a lesson, to ride on him and show him she wasn't someone to be trifled with, after only a brief taste of the carnal pleasure, all Zeli could do was hold Faen tightly in front of her, her lower body gushing forth, her pink labia outlined in countless strands of saliva, sparks flying from the overflowing spray, her trembling limbs gripping tightly, afraid that a moment's inattention would send her flying and chill her warm womb again.

Sensing that Zeli was gradually getting used to the situation, Faen gently kissed the girl in his arms, and then began tonight's main course under the girl's questioning gaze.

Almost instantly, Zeli realized the difference between the pre-meal dessert and the main course.

It was like cramming a ship completely into a train tunnel in a valley; the intense feeling of fullness made Zeli feel as if her entire body was instantly filled. A slight pain shot through her nerves, but along with the transformation of pleasure factors, it formed a purer kind of joy and pleasure.

The intense stimulation surged into her brain, and Zeli couldn't help but let out a cry. Her body trembled, and her breasts swayed wildly. In just an instant, a large amount of nectar gushed out from the crevice between her legs.

The intense sensations had clearly exceeded Zeli's current limits. Not only her hair and eyebrows, but even her beautiful body covered in a layer of fine sweat was now shrouded in a faint, intermittent electric light.

This faint electric current gave Faen a pleasant surprise, but it did nothing to excite him further or make him act more violently. On the contrary, Zeli's blood flow accelerated again due to the electric arc, her body temperature rose, her muscles became tighter, and her skin became more sensitive.

With one burst of energy, the thick, hard rod pounded into her flower core. This caused the girl to gasp softly. In her dazed state, Zeli felt like a boneless sex doll in Faen's arms, destined to be toyed with amidst endless waves of pleasure. At that very moment, the rod suddenly grew even thicker and harder, violently slamming into the girl's flower garden.

Immediately following, a large amount of essence was poured into it. A strong feeling of fullness came from a completely new place, causing Zeli's body to tremble and spasm uncontrollably like a leaf.

Upon arriving in this world, he experienced his first perfect release, and even Faen couldn't help but feel relaxed and at ease from the inside out at that moment.

Unfortunately, before Zeli could reply, Faen once again became aroused. With his hard rod extended, Zeli, already completely submissive to Faen, had no thought of resistance. She immediately lay prone on the bed, her buttocks raised high, her long legs spread wide, and her alluring mouth opened and closed with each breath, releasing warm streams from her valley.

Seeing the beauty's interest, Farn abandoned his usual gentle demeanor, a broad smile spreading across his lips. His engorged member plunged in fiercely, his rough hand gripping her full, pert buttocks with a sudden slap. Startled, Zeli let out a soft moan, her body trembling violently. Her toes curled inward, her buttocks tightened, her vaginal canal clenched, and juices splattered from her vulva.

Seeing that Zeli's lower mouth was sucking even tighter, Faen reached out and slapped her repeatedly, leaving shallow handprints on her snow-white buttocks. Sensing the girl's ecstatic descent into pleasure, Faen lifted Zeli's legs and brought her to the full-length mirror, thrusting between her M-shaped legs. With each thrust, a large amount of white, stringy fluid oozed from her joined vulva.

Looking up at herself in the mirror, Zeli could no longer recognize whether the person in the mirror was herself or not.

Snow-white fruits fluttered up and down, sparks flew on the engorged red beans, and clear juice dripped from them. Her delicate body trembled, and each time her lover penetrated her, a clearly visible bulge appeared on her flat stomach.

Between her legs, the pink clitoris had become red, swollen, and hard from the continuous friction, and the everted lower lip was covered with the black pubic hair at the base of the stick, forming hundreds of silvery threads.

Joy permeated her entire being. Her soul, both inside and out, was filled with pleasure. Zeli felt as if the past few years had been wasted. The jubilation of her soul resonated with her body; her face, out of control, revealed a decadent, dazed expression, her adorable tongue lolling out of her mouth, drool dripping. At that moment, Faen pressed her down on the bed, straddling her and gripping her breasts tightly. The abundant, white flesh overflowed from his fingertips, and the girl's mind was instantly filled only with the desire to sway her hips in pleasure. Her already overflowing flower garden, disregarding everything else, descended upon her body's instincts.

Almost the instant it re-entered, the little mouth below spat out countless crystal-clear liquids, splashing them all over the bed.

But Farn ignored her and continued his thrusts in response to the girl's decision. As if adding insult to injury, the already exhausted girl's body convulsed, her limbs spasming. Lewd words streamed from her mouth, her eyes were forced into hearts, and her flushed body sprayed with fluid. Only now did she realize how utterly tasteless the pleasure she had felt a few days ago truly was.

Another thrust penetrated, and the pleasurable factor reduced the swelling and pain, but Zeli's crotch was still red and swollen from the continuous, forceful thrusts and high-frequency friction. Her slender, jade-like legs were congested with blood, and she couldn't even straighten them while lying on the bed. Instead, they were spread open to the sides like a female dog, letting the nectar flow from her little mouth.

Still not satisfied, Farn went to the bedside, made Zeli lie on the bed with her head hanging low, her pert chin and snow-white neck straight and deep. He raised his hard rod and then thrust wildly into her. Her eyes were glazed, and the girl instinctively swallowed, which aroused Farn's bestiality. His two fleshy balls, like ping-pong balls, pounded on her delicate and beautiful face. The shame of being used as a tool and the overwhelming masculine scent made the girl spit out a few more streams of fluid.

Having been pent up for so long, and now in the throes of passion, Fain grabbed one of her breasts and gently pulled at them. Even though her consciousness was already lost in ecstasy, Zeli still couldn't help but grip the sheets tightly. After a moment of penetration, seeing the girl's seemingly broken and lost smile, Fain climbed back onto the bed and began to pound his hard rod against her still-untouched back door…

In contrast, on the other side—

Having overheard Jinx and Fain's conversation, Hilk fell into a brief silence. After a long while, Hilk opened her eyes and looked at Jinx.

He didn't rush to ask about Fane's thoughts or the Prophet's identity. Because in Hilko's view, these things couldn't be confirmed based on Jinx's word alone... or rather, even if Jinx confirmed them, given the implications for the entire Zaun, Hilko would have to verify them personally.

After a moment of silence, Hilko asked, "So... he thinks I'm just on the wrong path, not a traitor... that's how he sees me?"

“Yes.” Jinx leaned back on the sofa, her expression casual.