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67. Salafine's Decision
Upon hearing Zeli's question, Janna nodded and then said, "Next, all we need to do is connect our thoughts to complete the final blessing ritual."
"Eh?"
Upon hearing this, Zeli paused for a moment, then said with some suspicion, "Then you were just with Faen..."
“You will also have the same feeling.” Janna nodded, expressing Zeli’s conjecture.
This made Zeli's expression look a little strange. Glancing at Fain beside her, Zeli scratched her face and said, "As for me... I'm actually fine. It's mainly Salafine..."
When Seraphine heard Janna approaching, she had already frozen in place, head bowed, almost burying her face in her bulging chest. Now, hearing Janna's words, Seraphine seemed to have turned to stone, a wooden sculpture. Stunned, she was almost completely incapable of reacting.
After a moment, Salafine managed a weak smile and said, "I...I think I can endure this so that the two cities can understand each other again!"
Farn gave a thumbs up.
Reason told Farn that this was wrong, which put Salafine in a difficult position, and that this behavior was immoral, clashing significantly with ethical and moral principles. While not directly contradictory, it had seriously skirted the line. Given the style of pink software and E-starting websites, the next step should be an irrepressible shift from borderline fantasy to a direct, hard-hitting confrontation.
But Xiao Tou doesn't think so.
The Records of the Three Kingdoms states: "My second brother is invincible under heaven."
As someone who admires the past and belittles the present, the smaller head won decisively and taught the larger head a harsh lesson.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't you want to say anything?" Zelic didn't have many thoughts. She nudged Faen's ribs with her elbow and asked with a look of disgust, "What I say is fine, but little Salafine hasn't experienced this much. Now that she's encountered this kind of problem, don't you have to do something?"
“I…I deeply sympathize.” Fane looked at Salafenny apologetically. Before Salafenny could react, Zeli couldn’t help but grab Fane’s erect penis, gritting her teeth in exasperation, “Don’t make it stand up when you’re apologizing for something like this!”
“This is not something I can control; my second brother has his own judgment,” Farn said helplessly.
As Seraphine watched Fann's proud and apologetic gesture, she involuntarily swallowed hard—this was mainly due to the profound impact Zeli's self-inflicted punishment through the window had had on her; even now, Seraphine could still vividly recall the scene, especially when she had taken the "happy factor" and Zeli was right beside her.
As her abilities became more active, Seraphine was even able to sense some of Zeli's feelings through resonance...
Thinking it over, Seraphine pursed her lips and gritted her teeth, saying, "I... I should be able to do it... No problem, I can do it! For Zaun and Piltover!"
Recalling the melodies she had heard in Zaun, Salafenny felt she should do something, not just sit there watching and enjoying the music. She should, like Farn and Zeli, do something tangible for the people of both cities.
Seeing this, Zeli scratched her head and then glared fiercely at Faen.
"You got off easy..." Zeli muttered under her breath as she approached Janna and asked curiously, "So what should I do?"
Upon hearing Zeli's question, Janna nodded and then extended her hand, saying, "It will be quick and simple. Don't resist, just feel it quietly and follow my guidance."
As she spoke, Janna's hand landed on Zeli's head. Moments later, a flood of sensations from Janna began to enter Zeli's mind. This massive influx of information caused Zeli's eyes to widen in shock. The intense mental sensations resonated with the physical pleasure, and a powerful desire surged from the depths of her heart, soon spreading to every corner of her body.
Goosebumps erupted all over her body, accompanied by slight tremors and spasms. Zeli's eyes were clearly glazed over, her teeth were slightly clenched, and a little saliva was instinctively secreted from the corners of her mouth.
"This...this feeling...is a bit strange!" Zeli said with difficulty, panting, "Why, why does it feel different from what I felt before!"
“Because your consciousness is resonating with mine, and your body has already developed a strong craving during the wait… Don’t worry, it’s harmless.” After saying this, Janna paused and added, “If you feel you really can’t hold on any longer, you can ask Fan for help.”
Upon hearing this, Zeli turned her gaze to Faen. Sensing Zeli's gaze, Faen remained silent, simply standing tall and displaying the weaponry.
Seeing this, Zeli felt her saliva continuously secreting, and her throat and vaginal canal contracting and swallowing. Before the actual battle even began, she could already feel her flower garden beginning to descend, preparing to be bombarded…
"Aaaaah! No, I can't take it anymore!" Zeli said, squatting down in front of Faen with a look of utter despair. She ate voraciously while mumbling, "You bastard! I feel like you're doing this on purpose!"
Faen remained silent, focusing solely on unleashing his attacks—he had deliberately relaxed the defenses during the Janna ritual, and although he had exhausted some energy in the end, he had actually built up even more anger because the ritual was interrupted due to Janna's exhaustion.
Now that a new opportunity has presented itself, and with his old rival Zeli, whom he knows well and who knows his strengths and weaknesses, Faen is no longer holding back and immediately begins to unleash his full power.
During this process, Janna came to Fain's side, patting Zeli's head and placing her hand on Fain's broad back, and said calmly, "My ritual is complete. Do you need me to plant the mark?"
"A mark? What mark?" Farn asked as he moved around. "What's it for? How do I make it?"
“It doesn’t have any special function; it’s just a spiritual imprint representing one’s roots and lineage,” Janna said. “It can be used to indicate one’s roots and lineage in the spiritual realm.”
Upon hearing this, Fahn recalled the mark icon formed by Evelynn's W skill, the Demon Tail—Fahn had also found this icon on Lone Wolf. Now it seemed that this should be Evelynn's mark.
Thinking this, Farn, while encircling Janna's pert buttocks and caressing her secret garden, asked with great interest, "Is the mark permanent or...?"
“It’s up to you.” Feeling the large hand playing with her beneath her, Janna didn’t resist. Instead, she shifted into a position that made it easier for Fain to manipulate her, saying, “Ze Li and Seraphine are our chosen ones, but on that basis, in your presence, I am no different from Ze Li. Even with the constraints of the contract, I am still your servant and slave. The relevant mark can be imprinted with just a thought.”
Upon hearing this, Fain nodded, then focused his attention on Janna's smooth, hairless lower abdomen. Soon, a pink mark of pleasure began to appear on Janna's lower abdomen. It resembled a butterfly, or perhaps a scale, corresponding to the human organs beneath the skin.
"You have a perverse sense of humor!" Seeing the mark on Janna's body, Janna probably didn't react much, but Zeli still glared at Fain. Then she pulled out the thick, hard, long, and scorching baguette from the embassy, turned around, and obediently stuck her overflowing, raging Peach Blossom Spring against it. Feeling Fain's gaze, she showed a pitiful, pleading expression.
Seeing this, Farn also spurred his horse, spear in hand, and charged straight for the enemy's lair. Having achieved tangible satisfaction, Zeli's face revealed a deep infatuation and longing.
Standing to the side, watching Faen and Zeli begin their formal exchange of fire, and seeing the corresponding marks gradually appearing on her lower abdomen, Zeli's face filled with a dazed look, her body shaking wildly, juices spurting out, and countless silver threads emerging from her mortar with each thrust, her alluring flesh seemingly devoid of reason, like a living toy, Seraphine couldn't help but tighten her legs together.
In the spiritual realm, Seraphine's perception also became more acute. This allowed her to sense emotional rhythms more clearly than in the material realm. Combined with Janna slowly approaching her, raising her hand to complete the final ritual with her…
Seraphine's face flushed red, and she was panting heavily, not even able to react in time until Janna's hand landed on her head.
Seeing this, Janna tilted her head and then asked calmly, "Are you nervous?"
"I...yes, I'm sorry. I was indeed a little nervous." Sensing the calmness in Janna's voice, Seraphine relaxed slightly, but overall she was still nervous and excited.
In response, Janna said, "If you strongly resist it, then don't perform the ritual. Otherwise, the ritual will fail, and the spiritual energy obtained from hunting demons will be wasted."
Upon hearing this, Salafine pursed her lips. A moment of internal struggle raged within her—seeing this, Zeli, standing beside her, wanted to encourage her sister.
It wasn't that he was encouraging Salafine to be as unrestrained as he was in front of Fain; he simply wanted Salafine to make her own choice. But just as Zeli opened her mouth, Fain thrust into her forcefully. The sudden impact from the greenhouse left Zeli's mind blank, her limbs trembling, and she forgot what she wanted to say.
This is something Salafine herself needs to face—any advice from anyone else may ultimately lead to results that contradict Salafine's own conscience.
68. Arguing
After pondering for a long time, facing everyone's gaze, Seraphine pursed her lips and said firmly, "I...I'm ready!"
Seeing Seraphine's resolute resolve, Janna nodded and began preparing for Seraphine's ritual. Meanwhile, watching Seraphine make her decision, Fain and Zeli applauded enthusiastically.
This made Salafine a little embarrassed, but as soon as she turned her head, she saw that the clapping was not from the clap of hands, so she blushed and looked away.
A moment later, Janna, who was standing to the side, also prepared a new ritual and, amidst Seraphine's slightly uneasy expression, reached out to infuse it into her.
As the torrent of spiritual energy surged in, Salafine's eyes widened instantly, as if she had entered a completely new world.
The sensations originating from Janna washed over Seraphine's mind, and in a chain reaction, Seraphine also felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her body. Driven by an intense desire, Seraphine even felt as if time itself stood still, all the noise in her environment vanished in an instant, leaving only a numb, busy tone—except for the sounds coming from the side.
Looking to the side in the direction of the sound, Seraphine saw none other than Fain, Zeli, and Janna, who was slowly walking towards Fain after completing her own ritual.
In fact, after Salafine officially began, Farn didn't pay much attention anymore. Because the rest was something Salafine had to face herself. Any interference from others, even if well-intentioned, could backfire, such as suddenly thinking, "If only he hadn't advised me like that..."
Fortunately, Faen had been quite busy lately, and he had accumulated a lot of energy. However, before, Faen only had Zeli by his side, and each time it would take quite a while, and at the end, it would take another hour or so to help Zeli return to normal and digest the excess energy.
In the spiritual realm, we can regulate the flow of time in relation to the outside world. Although excessive time can have some negative effects, it's still only a matter of days compared to days. If we extend an hour into several hours, whether it's Fan or Zeli, it would only be a minute or two at most before returning to normal.
Without any unnecessary worries, Fane threw himself into the fun and started having a good time with Zeli. Zeli's reaction was much purer than Janna's. Although she was a little reserved at first because Salafine and Janna were around, as Fane went deeper, Zeli quickly became immersed in her own pleasure and couldn't extricate herself, displaying all sorts of seductive charms.
Although it wasn't the first time Seraphine had seen Zeli with such an expression, this was the first time she had witnessed it in its entirety. Seeing Zeli, who had initially been somewhat reserved, so quickly become engrossed, Seraphine's curiosity stirred a restless energy within her body.
But she had received a good education, or perhaps her personality was more reserved and introverted. Salafine simply pursed her lips, trying hard not to let herself think about it in that direction.
Unfortunately, while Seraphine's rationality was thinking this way, her physical instincts and emotions had already completely betrayed her and defected to the enemy under Janna's perception and resonance with Zere.
Meanwhile, as another peak arrived, Zeli collapsed, completely powerless. Fortunately, Faen supported Zeli's waist and hips, preventing her from falling. Even so, the girl's body hung limply on Faen, as if her bones had been removed.
After placing Faen on the bed beside him, Faen smiled as he looked at the girl, who was completely dazed from being satisfied. He then stepped forward and hugged her tightly, cuddling her gently.
This leisurely tenderness is what Zeli likes—men often fall into silence after finishing their act, entering a state of slumber with a waning interest. While women may also feel tired and melancholy after such a battle, this tenderness brings a stronger and more delicate spiritual satisfaction beyond physical gratification.
Previously, due to the difference in stamina and endurance between the two sides, Zeli often had to go through several rounds of attacks before Faen could enter the so-called "sage time." Once in the sage time, even if Faen wanted to be intimate with Zeli, Zeli would have already fallen into a deep sleep due to the exhaustion from the battle.
But it's different now.
Lying on the beach, the sun is warm but not glaring. A gentle sea breeze blows from afar, bringing a comfortable, yet refreshing coolness.
On the soft, large bed, Zeli clung to Faen like a koala, her brows radiating happiness. Faen, in turn, leaned against the bed, closing his eyes to savor this brief moment of warmth.
Although it sounded like a loving young couple cuddling after a passionate encounter, Janna, with her back to Fain and straddling his waist with her hips heaving up and down, easily shattered this rare moment of peace.
……
In the material realm, Jinx and Caitlyn waited quietly. At first, neither paid any attention to the other. But after a while, leaning against the wall, they didn't have much thought of escaping—mainly because they had witnessed Fain's power firsthand, and his ability to control the wind and rain. Located in the middle levels of Zaun, Caitlyn didn't believe she could escape Fain's clutches in just a few hours.
Thinking this, Caitlin also turned her gaze to Jinx beside her.
According to the original timeline, Caitlyn and Jinx were absolutely mortal enemies—even in the second movie's finale, when they had to join forces to fight against the Noxian fleet commanded by Ambrose, it was only to fight against Ambrose.
The biggest problem with Twin Cities 2 is that the fundamental issues of the two cities themselves weren't resolved. Instead, an external enemy was introduced through a deus ex machina, forcing the two cities to temporarily cooperate against it. This eventuality led to Sevika, who inherited Hilario's political legacy, entering the Piltover Council—but what good did that do?
Because the actual conflicts and contradictions between the two cities have not been resolved at all; there has only been some mutual understanding on the basis of serious antagonism—but the actual conflicts of interest will not disappear just because the other party understands.
When it comes down to Caitlyn and Jinx, Jinx's obsession with Caitlyn stems from Vi's departure, while Caitlyn's hatred for Jinx arises from Jinx's bombardment of the Piltover Council, which led to her mother's death.
Now, although Vi has left Jinx, Caitlyn's mother, Old Cake, is still alive and well. This allows Caitlyn to face Jinx with a relatively calm attitude—at least, Caitlyn knows very well that Jinx's so-called smuggling of Zaun goods to Piltover actually has an inside contact within Piltover. If they really guarded against it strictly, given Zaun's current capabilities and attitude, how could they possibly go against Piltover?
Thinking this, Caitlin coughed a few times.
Upon hearing this voice, Jinx also turned her unfriendly gaze to Caitlyn and said with a sneer, "What? Can't hold it in anymore? Planning to run away? Or are you planning to kill me before you run away?"
“…You’re overthinking it.” Caitlin shook her head, then glanced at the spot where Farn and the others had disappeared and said, “I admit I’m a bit too simplistic in my thinking about some things…but you can trust me, I’m a smart person and I won’t make pointless struggles, especially in a situation where there’s a high probability of failure.”
As she said this, Caitlin gestured with her chin toward Jinx: "Besides, aren't you curious how Vi described you? — It's been so many years."
Upon hearing the news related to Vi, Jinx's eyes flickered almost imperceptibly. After a moment, she couldn't help but chuckle softly, then said with utter boredom:
"No wonder you're the head of the Giramane family. You're definitely more astute than any of the Piltover cops I've ever met—you always manage to find the most vulnerable spots in other people's hearts."
“It’s just a pity, I know Vi’s personality.” Looking at Caitlyn, Jinx said with a numb expression, “That’s why I don’t expect her to change at all… No, that’s not right, she can still change.”
As they were talking, Jinx suddenly remembered what Fain had told her before about resurrecting Vander—Vander was not dead.
Although Fat Craig and Skinny Milo were completely killed in the explosion caused by Boom, giving the impression that they've been reincarnated as Roadhog and Junkrat in Overwatch, in the League of Legends universe, judging by the timeline, these two should have already entered a new cycle under Kindred's guidance.
But for Vi and Bao Bao, Vander is special; he is the one who sheltered them as they grew up and played the role of their father.
Thinking this, a playful smile appeared on Jinx's lips.
Jinx glanced at Caitlyn beside her, raised an eyebrow, and gave a strange smile, saying, "You're so good at reading people's minds, so you should also know how soft and gentle Vi is beneath her strong exterior."
Upon hearing this, Caitlin frowned and retorted, "Then you'll at least need to find a strong enough fulcrum to pry open that seemingly hard shell."
"How do you know I didn't?" Jinx sneered. "You can wait and see, because you won't have to wait long!"
Looking at Jinx, who was standing firmly before her, Caitlyn realized that Jinx's confidence was not just bluffing. Being adaptable, Caitlyn immediately understood that she couldn't continue with brute force, so she simply feigned indifference and said:
"So what? At least Wei is still concerned about my safety."
69. The Ability to Bless
Upon hearing Caitlyn's words, Jinx gave a cold laugh and remained silent.
Caitlin, standing to the side, shook her head as well—Jinx's personality was really a bit twisted. Even though she had already created a personality portrait of Jinx in her mind, this excessive twistedness would still cause Jinx to often do things that were beyond Caitlin's imagination or understanding.
Just like now, Caitlyn has already offered a way out, and Jinx can take the opportunity to ask some questions about Vi—this would not cost Jinx anything, it would just be Caitlyn providing some information on her own.
There may be subjective factors or misleading elements involved in this process, but if even that cannot be discerned, then Jinx could not have become Hilcone's right-hand woman—a simple madwoman cannot lead a group of people to discuss smuggling business with the shrewd Piltover trading family.
But what about Jinx?
No way! You ask me why? I'll just say I don't like you.
This caused Caitlin's prepared appeasement tactic to fail, but Caitlin was not discouraged. She simply changed her communication style from normal to more aggressive. This kind of stubborn person cannot be appeased, so she can only provoke them.
Thinking it over, Caitlin calmly said, "Mr. Farn has granted Vi the right to travel in and out of Zaun to deliver messages. I think my mother will soon have Vi check on my safety. You can take this opportunity to have a good talk with her, or just watch from the sidelines."
"Heh." Jinx sneered, without saying a word.
It was during the cold war between them in 2022 that, as a crack opened in the space, Faen, who had completed the ritual, walked out with a look of comfort and melancholy.
During the two hours spent in the mental realm, Faen was able to roughly determine the differences between Zeli and Janna. Just like in the game, Zeli's output was quite high. When she was emotionally agitated and her body was bursting with sparks, her contracting flower pot tightened like a suction cup. If someone happened to enter the flower room during this process, the intense feeling of being enveloped would feel like a vacuum pump with powerful output.
Unfortunately, her physique is just like a glass cannon in the game. She can use her E to enter a crowd and unleash her ultimate, dealing massive damage, but she'll be subdued after taking two punches from a top laner. Faen is skilled at using Zephyr and mastering laning techniques, so he's never afraid to engage. He only needs to tank a couple of hits, and Zephyr will be the first to succumb.
Once Zeli retreated and lost the courage to flash forward and let the whirlwind hit her face, she let Faen knead and mold her as he pleased, displaying all sorts of seductive charms.
Janna and Zeli have one thing in common: their personalities and appearances.
Zeli always gives off a sunny, cheerful, and positive vibe. Similarly, Janna exudes a cool, noble, and aloof aura, like a wind spirit untouched by worldly concerns. And in reality, Janna truly embodies these qualities. However, unlike Zeli, when Zeli experiences pleasure, she becomes completely absorbed in it, enthusiastically exploring more positions and methods.
Although Zeli wouldn't admit it on the surface, the intense stimulation of being pulled by the hair and pressed into a pillow by Faen, and having a baguette shoved down her throat by his hand, would actually cause her to become extremely aroused. Sometimes, this arousal would even put her into overload mode, making her giggle like a toy as Faen did whatever he wanted.
Janna, however, is different. While elegant in appearance and aloof in personality, her body is exceptionally gentle, warm, and soft. Although not as dazzlingly stimulating as Zeli's sparks, it is comfortable and soothing, making one unable to resist delicately caressing and leisurely touching her. The only slight drawback is that she is not good at expressing herself; even when she feels pleasure, she only murmurs softly. Even at the peak of her pleasure, she can only hold onto Fain tightly while trembling violently, as if trying to meld herself into Fain's body.
Although Zeli is fragile, her recovery speed is quite good. Especially because of her Emotional Spark, she is easily influenced by the state of those around her. Combined with Janna's delicate manipulation, and through their coordinated efforts, Zeli and Fain were able to perform simultaneously, a rare occurrence. While Janna only stated that it was for the completeness and consolidation of the ritual, judging from the connection of the Pleasure Seal and her initiative during Fain's first intimate moment with Zeli, it's clear that ensuring the ritual's completion was only part of her objective.
Or rather, it's the icing on the cake.
Now, having returned from her spiritual haven, even though she had specifically set aside half an hour to recover before leaving, Zeli still felt lightheaded and dizzy. She was beaming with pride, a cheerful smile on her face, like a child who had enjoyed a perfect day at an amusement park and eaten the perfect snacks.