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Sitting in her small tent, with no one around, after a moment of silence, Sona gently pulled up her gauze dress.
Between her legs, what came into view was a full, white mound, glistening with moisture. The prolonged pressure of Farn's heat had stretched the originally closed labia slightly outwards, revealing the tender pink flesh and slightly wrinkled petals inside. And at the very front, the pink bud was swollen and engorged with blood from the prolonged pressure and friction.
According to Seraphine, this was love. Although she didn't quite understand why Mr. Fane's love was expressed in this way, Seraphine said that she liked being penetrated by Fane in this way the most, so Sona didn't think about it any further.
With curiosity, Sona reached out and touched the engorged bud. But the intense sensation immediately caused Sona's body to tremble violently. After a while, even the already moist petals began to flow with a trickle of fluid, before Sona returned to normal.
Because she was born without the ability to foresee the future, and because of her inner timidity and difficulty in expressing herself, Sona is exceptionally sensitive, both physically and mentally. Even the slightest touch, as she is doing now, produces a strong stimulus for her.
Luckily, Mr. Fain was separated from her by trousers and a tulle skirt, otherwise she would definitely have disappointed him...
Thinking this, a hint of sadness appeared between Sona's brows.
After all, without the barrier of trousers and a tulle skirt, Mr. Farn might accidentally urinate himself with just a slight touch... This would undoubtedly wet his trousers and the horse, making everything extremely troublesome.
Just as Sona was still thinking, a cheerful voice came from outside the tent behind her.
"Sona, Sona! Our husbands are getting ready for a baby! Let's go see!"
368·Opportunities for Success
Little baby?
Upon hearing Seraphine's words, Sona's face was filled with shock and disbelief. However, despite the shock and disbelief, Sona's face didn't actually show much emotion; her mouth was slightly open, her eyes glazed over, as if her soul had left her body and her consciousness was elsewhere.
Mr. Farn isn't married yet, so why... are we starting to have a baby already?
Although she didn't know exactly what the process of conceiving a baby entailed, Sona knew that it was a product of love that could only be conceived by two people who were closest and most affectionate to each other. And according to Sona's understanding, Mr. Fain didn't seem to be married yet, did he?
Filled with confusion and doubt, Sona was still standing there in a daze when Seraphine grabbed her hand and ran off, saying, "We've already done it with our darlings, so there's no need to be shy! Let's go! If we don't hurry, we'll miss the start!"
As she spoke, Seraphine proactively contacted the Pleasure Seal engraved on her flower garden, linking her brain, central nervous system, and even soul. Having gained Seraphine's connection, a portal to the spiritual realm quickly opened. Stepping inside, Sona initially felt a surreal, surreal atmosphere. When she regained her senses, she found herself on a golden beach, bathed in warm sunlight and cool sea breezes—a world completely different from the real Ionia world, which was already in the middle of the night.
Shortly after arriving at the beach, Salafine led Sona to a small villa not far from the beach.
Stepping inside, Sona was greeted by a variety of beautiful girls—for Sona, or for most people in the world, suddenly seeing so many beautiful girls of different shapes and sizes, each with their own unique charm, was quite astonishing.
Vibrant, elegant, alluring, well-proportioned, slender... what comes into view is like a collection of unique and colorful flowers gathered together.
And these girls, gathered together, weren't just waiting idly for the main event to begin.
In fact, everyone has their own career. Due to the distance in the material realm, even these girls who are so close in private that they happily eat baguettes and share the essence of life in Faen sometimes have to play good cop and bad cop for the interests of their respective regions. Previously, Faen often held grand silver parties in the spiritual realm.
When the flower-filled, secluded paths become loose and they have to take a break, the girls, in their leisure time, will also chat about their careers.
Unfortunately, due to Farn's recent efforts in energy conservation and emission reduction, the girls haven't seen each other for a while.
Especially since not everyone can attend parties, this time everyone was present, and the girls spontaneously discussed business collaborations before the event officially started.
"With the Night of the Dead approaching in Bilgewater, the fishing has decreased somewhat. Those remaining pirates I suppressed seem to be showing signs of resurgence. Do we have time for a joint enforcement operation?" Sarah, holding a glass of red wine, approached Caitlin, the de facto leader of Piltover, and inquired.
"Or provide a batch of equipment, and once the matter is resolved, I can use this as an excuse to arrange a new shipping route. However, I'll have to receive a share of the profits to replenish my personal coffers."
As the red-haired empress of Piltover, Sarah rose to power with the support of Fane. Although she took over Bilgewater, with Fane's departure, some stubborn remnants of the pirate crew began to plot a rebellion. It wasn't that Sarah couldn't suppress it, but rather that chaos was an integral part of Bilgewater, a reflection of Bilgewater in the spiritual realm.
Just as the consciousness of magic can erode one's mind, even if Bilgewater is peaceful and prosperous, as long as the spiritual realm exists, people will still be affected by it. To completely change and erase this ingrained spiritual remnant requires a long time to change the minds of the natives of Bilgewater and the perceptions of people from other parts of Runeterra towards Bilgewater. And both of these prejudices will require a long time to form.
This conclusion was reached by Fain after observing the spiritual realms of the Twin Cities and Bilgewater for a long time, and after exchanging ideas with Karma on how to change the spiritual realms of Ionia.
This can be considered a unique underlying logic of Runeterra, where the various city-states, with their different cultures, ideologies, and concepts, still manage to coexist in this world in a strange way.
Upon hearing Sarah's words, Caitlin remained silent for a moment before shaking her head regretfully and saying, "While the new routes are tempting, Piltover has already reached its capacity limit. As you know, we are also undertaking a lot of development here, especially since the council recently passed a series of measures to stimulate technological progress."
However, if you need military support, you can talk to Zeli. Zaun currently needs a victory to promote its new weapons and find buyers for its alchemical equipment. As for Hextech gear, if needed, I can talk to Jinx to arrange a large-scale smuggling operation.
"I'm so grateful~" Upon hearing this, Sarah smiled happily and lightly clinked glasses with Caitlin, taking a sip together. After a brief silence, Sarah couldn't help but chuckle softly, then said, "Although I'm currently just a pregnant bitch for Farn's husband, judging from the current situation, both I personally and my career have benefited greatly~"
Upon hearing this, Caitlin nodded understandingly, then said frankly, "Success always involves some opportunities."
“Cheers to our dear master,” Sarah said with a light laugh at her invitation.
While everyone was chatting happily, someone noticed Seraphine's arrival. Zeli excitedly greeted her, "Salaphine! Long time no see! Do you have time to hold a concert in Zaun? The people of Zaun miss you!"
Upon hearing Zeli's words, Salafine smiled warmly and replied cheerfully, "Of course, no problem, but it might take a while! Because I need to be with my darling right now. Oh—let me introduce you to this new sister! Sona!"
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On the train, I'll get home late tonight, and I'll start adding more chapters tomorrow.
369·Doubt
Upon hearing Zeli's words, everyone who was talking turned their attention to the new sister.
After a brief examination, Jinx in the crowd revealed a slightly mocking smile and snorted, "I guess you could say that's just how Fain is? Syndra was going to great lengths to have a baby for him, but he ended up with a pretty girl instead? Tsk tsk, those breasts are really big. I'm so happy for him."
Although it was a slightly sarcastic hum, Jinx didn't actually show much rejection on her face. After all, everyone present was already used to and accepted the fact that a new sister would appear around Fain every now and then.
The only thing that bothered Jinx was that this new girl was way too big... Had she just been sculpted by Fain? Otherwise, how could she be so big and yet so full and firm, without sagging at all?
But upon closer reflection, Jinx felt that this was unlikely. After all, Syndra had been building up her power for so long, and it was said that she had even received a Celestial Blessing. Even Fain would have to be careful, right?
"It really is huge!"
Hearing Jinx's words, Zeli nodded seriously, then came to Sona's side and held her up with both hands in amazement, feeling the heavy weight and the softness that made her sink into it with just a slight touch. Zeli, who was also a member of the Little Throwers League like Jinx, said in shock, "And it's so soft! It doesn't feel like any of the happy hormones are activated at all! How is that possible?!"
Seeing the girls surrounding her, Sona, who was naturally timid and shy, immediately lowered her head, unsure of how to react. The other girls, however, seemed unfazed and made no attempt to be polite. They approached Sona and curiously joined Zeli in touching her nipples. It wasn't until one of the girls curiously poked at the nipples that Sona finally broke down and trembled violently.
Already feeling strangely hot and restless from the stimulation brought by Faen, he was now being pointed at and touched by so many people he had never even met before. If it were just pointing and touching, it wouldn't be so bad, but the problem was that these people didn't seem to have any ill intentions when they were talking about him and touching him.
Especially through her ability of melody magic, Sona could clearly sense that even the blue-haired girl with two braids who initially hummed her own tune did not harbor any malice or jealousy. Instead, she felt a sense of helplessness and subtle curiosity.
This strange combination of goodwill and curious, groping hands had a tremendous impact on Sona's body, which was already at its limit. Sure enough, right before everyone's eyes, Sona first fought, then immediately crouched on the ground, her face flushed with embarrassment. Although she didn't speak, her blushing face and watery eyes were immediately followed by a gush of fluid flowing between her legs.
Seemingly realizing that she had made a fool of herself, Sona immediately lowered her head and dared not look at the crowd.
Seeing Sona's strange reaction, the others raised their eyebrows slightly. After a moment's hesitation, Jinx, looking at her with suspicion, said, "Reaction...is it that strong?"
As they spoke, everyone turned their attention to Seraphine, who had brought Sona. Seraphine explained, "I asked Sona, and she did indeed do it with her beloved… perhaps because he's been trying to have a baby lately? So I don't know the specifics. However, Miss Sona is naturally mute; we communicate through melody magic. So if you have any questions, you can ask her, and I'll relay them!"
Upon hearing Seraphine's words, everyone belatedly nodded in agreement. Caitlin, who was more familiar with Seraphine, then said with some surprise, "The same melody magic as you? Doesn't that mean this young lady also possesses the ability to sing with empathy... Wait, what if she's mute?"
"It's a magic harp!" Seraphine, who had guessed what Caitlyn meant, said excitedly, "Sona has a very powerful magic harp that can easily play melodies that make people stronger."
As she said this, Seraphine's face showed a hint of regret, "It's just a pity... that ancient zither called Aihua can only be used by Sona. Waaah, I really want to try this legendary ancient magical instrument too!"
Noticing the disappointment on Seraphine's face, Sona wanted to say something. Unfortunately, she had already gone through that ordeal, so Sona could only cast a helpless glance and squat on the ground, silently enduring the pain.
Seeing Sona's nervous and flustered appearance, after a moment of silence, Caitlin seemed to remember something and asked, "Speaking of which... Sona probably doesn't talk to people much, right?"
“Mmm,” Seraphine nodded. “Sona used to live in an orphanage. Because she couldn’t speak, she was mostly alone. Later, she met a terrible serial killer…”
Jinx slowly recounted Sona's past. Everything else was fine, but when she heard that Sona killed Jhin, who took pleasure in killing and believed that only death was the most sincere expression of art, in order to save the people in the orphanage and to protect herself, but was ultimately feared and rejected by others, Jinx immediately sneered, leaving aside the others.
"I'd heard from that guy Fain that Ionia was full of stubborn and inflexible idiots. I initially thought he might be deliberately framing me, but now it seems Fain was really simplistic—these idiots should all be blown up!"
With a fierce flick of her middle finger, Jinx, who comes from the streets, never hides her displeasure and disgust for the sake of so-called elegance.
The others nodded in agreement with Jinx's statement.
For most people, killing a criminal, especially a notorious serial killer, to protect others is perfectly normal.
After a moment of silence, Caitlin said hesitantly, "Then... could it be that Sona's concept of love is different from ours?"
370·Huge Potential
Upon hearing Caitlyn's words, everyone present was slightly taken aback, exchanged glances, and then unanimously turned their gazes to Sona standing to the side.
After a moment of silence, Vi, who was standing to the side, said with a strange expression, "Um... Miss Sona, right? What kind of lovemaking did you and that guy Fain do?"
Upon hearing Vi's question and confirming that the girls around her seemed to have no ill intentions towards her, and even seemed quite concerned about her, Sona cautiously raised her head.
Before her eyes, a variety of girls of different appearances stared at her curiously. The one who had spoken up to her was a girl with short pink hair.
Although it's unclear where this place is or what relationship these girls have with Mr. Farn, there's no doubt that almost every one of them possesses a unique beauty, charm, and personality.
For example, Sona's impression of Seraphine was that she was lively, kind, and cheerful. And this girl in front of her… though she didn't know how to accurately describe it, through the 'melody' she exuded, Sona could more or less sense that she was a straightforward and kind person. It's just that her style of dress was noticeably different from the girls around her.
Her posture was upright, and the tight jeans perfectly showcased the contours of her firm, full thighs, especially her rounded buttocks, whose ample strength could be clearly felt even through the pants. She had short pink hair and wore slightly worn goggles; her figure was both strong and beautiful.
It wasn't the delicate beauty favored by the Ionians, but rather a robust, healthy kind of beauty. A touch of heroism hung between her brows, but unlike Miss Riven's indomitable spirit, this pink-haired girl gave the impression of a lively, tomboyish girl with a somewhat boyish demeanor…?
Now, standing there with her arms crossed, watching her curiously, Sona could clearly see Vi's breasts, which appeared quite full as she crossed her arms—crossing arms does visually make breasts appear fuller, especially since Vi's breasts weren't small to begin with. Unfortunately, compared to Sona's cup size, even with her arms clasped, Vi's was still somewhat smaller. What surprised and embarrassed Sona a little was that, in the mental realm, Vi didn't seem very guarded, and neither did the other girls, who were simply wearing T-shirts, short-sleeved shirts, or underwear and bikinis, each with their own style.
Wei was wearing a simple short-sleeved shirt, her beautiful waist and muscle contours clearly visible. Her subtly defined eight-pack abs didn't overly emphasize a professional, bodybuilding look. Instead, with just the right amount of fat, her abs and V-line visually drew attention to her lower body, making one wonder what kind of beauty and voluptuousness was hidden beneath her short underwear.
However, compared to all of that, what really caught the eye was her breasts, which were bulging as she crossed her arms. Through her already thin, form-fitting tank top, Sona could even clearly see the two raised marks imprinted on her breasts.
Of course, if it were just a protrusion, it wouldn't be so bad, since the other girls around her also had similar protrusions. But unlike the others, this pink-haired girl had two smaller protrusions on either side of her protrusion... Although she didn't know what they were, just the thought that such a private, intimate, and shameful place was specially decorated and displayed from the side made Sona, who was used to the traditional and conservative atmosphere of Ionia, feel a little at a loss.
Upon closer inspection, it wasn't just her chest; even her genitals were visible—through the panties, which in Ionia could be considered utterly indecent, with barely enough fabric to cover the central slit and the butterfly wings on the sides, Sona could also see some metal ring-like decorations protruding through the slightly engorged nipples…
So, is it appropriate to decorate such a place for people to see?
Born in the Shiba Inu region, Sona's conservative worldview was greatly impacted!
Seeing Sona's face turn bright red after just one glance at her, Vi scratched her head and looked at the people around her with a puzzled expression.
Meanwhile, Seraphine shrugged helplessly, indicating that Sona hadn't spoken to her through melody magic either.
“While I’m not entirely sure, I agree with Caitlin’s assessment.” Sarah, Miss Fortune, shrugged nonchalantly and said, “This child seems completely naive… Of course, I’m not saying that’s bad, but I just mean that her understanding of the world is clearly insufficient. However, one thing I’m certain of is that such a beautiful girl is definitely already my husband’s prey, and it’s only a matter of time before he’s completely devoured.”
“That’s the only thing no one will doubt.” Caitlin rubbed her temples helplessly.
Meanwhile, after pondering for a moment, Salafine said thoughtfully, "So... it seems that my dear has never actually penetrated me? At least not in front of me."
While thinking, Seraphine also said, "At most... it's only when we're riding horses on our daily journeys that I'll let Miss Sona sit on the whip and use her soft flesh to hold me—because my dear has been preparing for Syndra's sake lately. Although I've served my dear a lot with Riven, even though I've stuffed her whole into the baby room every time, my dear hasn't filled me up as much as before."
Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze to Riven, who was habitually silent.
To this, Riven simply shrugged and said, "That's pretty much it. According to Fain, Sona's smile is so full that it can completely envelop and hold his thing. Under normal circumstances, she would probably be about the same as us by now, but Fain is saving up for Syndra's conception, so Sona hasn't been 'carved' by Fain yet... Well, I don't know whether to say she's lucky or unlucky."
"My God." Upon hearing Riven's explanation, Zeli couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. Then, she stopped in front of Sona, lifted Sona's breasts, and said, "They're already this big and soft before even being fucked by your darling? What will they be like after your darling has fully developed them?"
Hearing Zeli's words, everyone nodded seriously, while Sona felt like she was about to faint—where was she? What was she doing here? Why did she feel so confused?!
371. The Climax of the Ceremony
Just as Sona was still at a loss, a series of bells rang out beside her.
Hearing this voice, everyone knew the ceremony was about to begin. Seeing this, they exchanged glances, unsure how to handle the adorable Sona. In desperation, Caitlyn suggested, "In the mental realm, everything is within Fane's perception, so... why not just be more open about it?"
“I have no objection.” Vi shrugged. “It mainly depends on Sona’s own thoughts.”
Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze to Sona. After a moment of silence, Seraphine said, "Sona says she also wants to know what love is."
Seeing this, everyone stopped hesitating and tacitly left Sona in the center, turning their attention to the door on one side.
As the bells rang one by one, Fain emerged from the doorway wearing a formal suit with distinct Ionian-style patterns, but still primarily in the Piltover style.
Personally, Fain values rituals quite a bit—whether it's when girls are deflowered or during a silver party, Fain tirelessly tries various occasions, even suddenly getting into the mood for all sorts of rituals. For example, back in the Twin Cities, whether it was during breaks in meetings in Zaun or Piltover, or even at major conferences between the two cities, Fain would take advantage of the girls' breaks or when no one was around to roughly use those girls who enjoyed being the center of attention on the stage.
At these times, the girls would become exceptionally sensitive, easily becoming wet at the slightest touch. Even a restrained girl like Caitlin would unconsciously wet herself during her speeches. It wasn't intentional, but rather a passive physical reaction. Unfortunately, being a selfish person, Farn always kept his own enjoyment to himself, with no possibility of sharing.
These girls were already quite used to this kind of flashy celebration. But now, when they saw that Fain was actually wearing a very formal wedding dress, they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"Is this a wedding suit? It's so formal! Fain..." Vi looked at Fain, who had just walked out, with some surprise. Caitlin, however, was unsurprised and said, "After all, that girl named Syndra is going to have Fain's baby, so it's understandable that it's a bit formal."
"Oh, so I can get married if I can have a baby with my darling!" Salafine exclaimed excitedly. Hearing Salafine's words, the other women's eyes revealed different expressions. There was no disgust or rejection, but their bodies, having been fully developed by Faen, had reached their peak desire to bear Faen's bloodline. Unfortunately, Faen's life force growth rate far exceeded the enhancement they received through absorbing pleasure factors, making it difficult for them to keep up with Faen's pace in many situations.
As everyone's thoughts raced, the sharp-eyed LeBlanc noticed a slender silver chain in Fain's hand. Shimmering with silver light, she followed the chain and saw Syndra slowly walking out behind Fain, dressed in a black dress. Each step she took seemed labored.
In everyone's view, Syndra's dress was less of a formal gown and more of a lewd outfit. The thin fabric perfectly showcased her curves, the delicate material accentuating her already beautiful figure. While her nipples and lower body were partially covered, the sparse material served more as embellishment than concealment, only fueling curiosity about what lay beneath.
In Fain's hand, a delicate silver chain also held the collar around Syndra's neck. Unlike before, Syndra now appeared very peaceful, her hands clasped together as she followed behind Fain. Although her endless thirst caused her to lose a lot of water every few steps, the happiness and anticipation in her eyes grew stronger with each step.
As he entered the hall, Fain spotted Sona sitting in the very front row, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief. When she met his gaze, she lowered her head in surprise and fear.
Somewhat surprised that Sona would appear here, Fane quickly realized it was Seraphine's doing. This prompted Fane to shower Seraphine with praise through the Seal of Pleasure. Influenced by the Seal of Pleasure and feeling Fane's praise, Seraphine bit her lip, supporting Sona's shoulder, and with a slight tremor, gently performed a quick act. When the girl looked up again after regaining her senses, Sona saw that this cheerful girl, who possessed the same melody magic as her, was displaying a wanton expression like a bitch.
Although Sona looks incredibly charming right now, making one want to take her immediately, Fain still knows the importance of things—Syndra has been looking forward to this day for a long time, so how could Fain let down the efforts she has made to implant the embryo?
Unfortunately, in the name of the unborn child, Fain initially planned to conduct a proper ceremony—or rather, to wait until the ceremony was complete before proceeding with the public inoculation. However, halfway through the ceremony, Syndra lost control and collapsed on the stage, instinctively turning her gaze to Fain with a pleading and longing expression.
Out of respect for Syndra's wishes, Fain didn't waste any words and, under the expectant gazes of the girls, revealed the hideous thing that had been accumulating over time, even sticking hard to his legs when he walked.
Unlike before, this time Fahn only went in slightly before discovering that Syndra's body was already prepared. Even with only half her head inside, Fahn felt a powerful, suction-like fleshy band tighten around her.
"The desire to conceive has reached its peak; even the greenhouse has completely succumbed and become entangled with it."
Astonished by this incredible thirst, accompanied by the satiated, plaintive cries of the syna and the rushing water, the ceremony skipped the process and went straight to its climax.