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

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As a symbol of Piltover's dream, Jayce's weapon workshop is located in the upper-middle level of Piltover. There are only a few private workshops belonging to various trading families on the same level, and a little above that is Blue Smoked Manor, where land prices are literally exorbitant.

Now, through the telescope, Jess quickly discovered the most chaotic yet most crowded place in Piltover today—the Piltover Trading Center.

The situation at the trading center, particularly regarding the stocks of the relevant companies, was even more chaotic. Not just now, but as Farn broke through the outermost layer of defenses—that is, as the Piltover Guard was rapidly setting up defensive fortifications in the middle plaza to prevent a new wave of riots by the Zaunites—the Piltover stock market began its alarming decline.

Now, with Blue Smoked Manor breached, the alchemist barons of Piltover, who had collectively declared in the name of the council to protect it, have all been publicly executed by Farn.

Leaving aside other factors, Hextech and defense stocks began to plummet at an alarming rate. The financial and trade sectors were also affected to varying degrees. Furthermore, real estate prices in affluent areas have halved—ordinary people primarily consider cost-effectiveness and surrounding amenities and school districts when buying real estate. But for the truly wealthy, security is paramount.

Now even the Blue Smoked Manor, with its highest security level, has been breached, severely impacting its security premium. Even from a distance, looking through a telescope, Jess could feel the panic and despair among the shareholders...

"Luckily, I don't invest in stocks..."

Even Jess was secretly astonished by what he saw and the accident below. However, he didn't pay too much attention to it, because he didn't understand it and therefore never touched such things. The house was simply for living in; he had no intention of speculating on land.

Even so, given Jess's intelligence, it's not hard to guess that the impact of this public execution is only just beginning.

87. Zu'an Incident

"Zu'an is really going to become independent."

In Zaun, at the mid-level plaza, Hilk looked at the broadcast in the sky with a mixture of excitement and complexity in his eyes.

What excited him was that Zaun's independence, which he had longed for, had finally arrived. He had devoted countless efforts to making Zaun truly independent. And now that he could finally guide Zaun according to its own will, he truly witnessed the power of Piltover.

This sudden discovery left Hilko feeling suffocated, and for a long time he couldn't sleep peacefully. Even when he occasionally drifted off, Vander's voice would echo in his ears, and Vander's gaze would appear in his mind. It seemed as if he were being questioned—Is this what you wanted? Is this the Zaun independence you sought?

traitor.

A true, shameful traitor.

One thing after another, one incident after another. These things suffocated Hilcor. As a result, when he first took over Zaun, Hilcor needed to consume large amounts of glimmer of light for a long time to boost his spirits, to stop thinking about those miscellaneous things, and to try his best to bring Zaun, which had already slid into the abyss, back to the state it was in during the Vander's era.

And now, it's a success, a real success. It's no longer the false dream it once was.

"What we sought was achieved so easily..."

Shuona, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but sigh.

Turning her gaze to Hilko beside her, Shuona said with a complicated expression, "The problem Zaun faces is actually quite simple... Whether it's the pollution or the Alchemist Baron's exorbitant taxes, they are essentially too weak to compete with Piltover. And now, when the lords of Blue Smoked Manor also begin to feel uneasy and on the verge of collapse, Zaun will be able to usher in true prosperity and development."

“But they won’t give up so easily.” Nodding, Hilko pondered, “When Piltover can develop rapidly, they can all share the pie peacefully. But now that Zaun is independent, there’s not enough cake on the table.”

As he said this, Hilko sneered, "Come on, let's see how Piltover turns into a dogfight. And when the big shots behind those families really get involved, let's see how they plan to deal with Zaun."

Upon hearing this, Shuona remained silent.

Piltover has given up on dealing with Zaun because they need to focus on internal strife. Once the internal conflict within Piltover ends, Zaun will become their new target.

Ultimately, the two cities are one, in terms of culture, economy, and everything else. They have become an inseparable whole. Even if there are cracks on the surface in the material realm, the two cities remain tightly bound together in the spiritual realm.

But in any case, chaos was inevitable in Piltover.

The authoritative rule of the Piltover Parliament was not directly dismantled by the public execution, but it was also severely impacted. The Parliament itself served Piltover, but how could the interests of the people of Piltover not be harmed in its actual actions?

Previously, the harmonious atmosphere could be maintained through continuous wealth accumulation, but now that Zu'an is truly independent, enduring some humiliation before still allowed for financial gain. Now, enduring humiliation without making money is pointless; why should I put up with this humiliation anymore?

This problem is accompanied by the factional struggles that intensify as the pie on the table shrinks, as well as the risk of interference from external forces as the situation changes.

However, none of this was within Farn's consideration.

Upon returning to Zaun, or even before Fain had truly entered Zaun, having only arrived at the mid-level plaza, Fain felt an intense joy and jubilation emanating from the depths of Zaun.

Ordinary people may not be able to feel the power of this spiritual realm, but Fain can clearly feel the purest joy and hope in the hearts of the Zaun people, which is constantly erupting like a volcano in the spiritual realm.

“Transformed from despair.” From behind Fain, in a realm beyond the sight of mortals, Janna’s voice came like a gentle breeze.

Looking at Zaun before her, Janna said calmly, "The people of Zaun have not given up their resistance; they have simply fallen into despair due to the strength of Piltover and the scarcity of resources. Based on this, whether it is Vander, Hilcor, or any previous ruler, no matter what means they used to become the King of Zaun, as long as they cannot resolve the pressure from Piltover, they cannot truly feel any hope."

"But it is precisely because of this long-term repression that when the long night comes to an end and the first ray of dawn pierces through the darkness, this emotion that has been suppressed for so long into numbness and despair will be transformed into hope with increasing intensity."

“You’re making it sound like I deliberately put them in despair and then give them hope…” Farn was speechless. “I wouldn’t do something so despicable.”

“I’m just talking about a common practice among beings in the spiritual realm.” Upon hearing this, Janna shook her head and said, “Especially for those truly ancient beings in the spiritual realm, they often originate from some kind of purest emotion, so in order to absorb these emotions, they will use any means to cultivate them. Fear, joy, anger, all of these are examples.”

After a pause, Janna continued, "In comparison, the change I represent is too complex, a combination of multiple emotions, and not pure enough."

Upon hearing this, Fain nodded thoughtfully, but didn't pay too much attention. Instead, he stretched his shoulders and walked towards Zaun.

“Then slowly absorb this joy, and take this opportunity to truly understand what the essence of Osiris represents.” After a pause, Farn added, “But be careful about the frequency and amount of absorption. If you exceed your limits, it will place a serious burden on you and may even pollute your essence.”

Hearing Fan's words, Janna nodded, then asked, "Speaking of which, that woman...?"

Although it wasn't explicitly stated, Faen knew that Janna was worried about LeBlanc—this illusionist who had lived for over a thousand years, even if it was just an illusionary clone, was not someone that ordinary people could easily control.

Upon hearing Janna's question, Fain didn't pay much attention, simply saying, "It will be very useful in the future."

"Hmm." Seeing that Fan's decision was not impulsive but rather preordained, Janna didn't press the matter further.

During the conversation, Fain returned to his small apartment, where Zeli and the others had been waiting for a long time.

88. Zeli's reputation

"Long live!!"

Upon seeing that Farn had returned unharmed, Zeli excitedly pounced on him, exclaiming, "You did it! You really did it! I heard from Mom that you won, and Zaun will be better, and the people of Zaun won't have to suffer so much torment and hardship anymore!!"

"Haha, this is just the beginning. If Zaun truly wants to achieve independence and prosperity, it will require the people's own efforts." Feeling Zeli's heartfelt joy, Fain's lips also curled up into a smile.

Although Zeli's views on some matters may seem somewhat naive due to her age and limited experience, her pure desire for people's happiness alone proves how precious her character is.

Thinking this, Faen gently patted Zeli's head. Looking at the girl's cheerful smile, Faen said gently, "So, my dear little Zeli, how are you going to treat me?"

Upon hearing Fan's words, Zeli reacted quickly. However, she showed no displeasure; standing there, Zeli merely gave Fan a reproachful look, then snorted, "Who told you to do so much..."

Upon hearing Zeli's words, Farn chuckled, then reached out and scooped her up amidst the girl's gasp. He then carried Zeli towards the room in front of the other girls. Although they only saw her back as she left, Caitlin and Salafenny, through the blush on Zeli's face and the anticipation in her eyes, had already more or less guessed what was about to happen.

"Ha, that guy is a beast—no, even a beast doesn't have the energy that Farn has."

Compared to Seraphine's shyness and Caitlin's upbringing, Jinx didn't care about any of that. Watching Fane lead Zeli into the house, she said directly, "From the first time I met that guy Fane, in my memory, the thing he liked to do most was flirt with Zeli. Zeli is emotional and easily swayed, not very smart, and every time she came out after they were done, she was completely dizzy."

As she said this, Jinx's face showed a hint of disdain: "Of course, I'm not talking about Zeli's problem, but that guy Fane really just targeted Zeli. For a while, Zeli's eyes were always strange when she saw Fane, as if she was always ready to satisfy Fane's needs... just like now."

Upon hearing this, Caitlin and Seraphine exchanged glances. Caitlin then pursed her lips and said somewhat suspiciously, "If you say something here, Fane could probably hear you, right? Is it really okay to say it to his face like this?"

“It doesn’t matter, that guy is open to anything like this.” Jinx smacked her lips and said, “I already knew this when I was talking to Zeli. As long as you agree, there’s nothing he can insist on. I thought Zeli would be unhappy about it, but when I asked her, I found out that Zeli was actually hoping that more people would come so that she could get some rest.”

"Huh?" Salafine exclaimed from the side.

Although Seraphine witnessed Fane, Zerek, and Janna engaging in sexual intercourse when the contract was signed, limited by her limited knowledge, or perhaps her kind nature, she initially believed that Fane's actions were solely for the sake of better mutual understanding between Zaun and Piltover. However, it now seems…

Recalling the moment when she received the mark in the spiritual realm, the ever-sunny and cheerful Zeli, like a puppy, was willingly pinned down by Faen and forcefully stuffed into his flower room. Even after consecutive climaxes, when her whole body was sore and weak, Faen forcibly lifted her up and used her roughly like a sex toy...

There is also the guardian of the Twin Cities, the goddess Janna, who has been worshipped and offered sacrifices by the people of the Twin Cities since ancient times, and whose faith has only waned but not been extinguished even now.

She was so ethereal, pure, sacred, and clear. Even at the very beginning. Although she was rather indifferent to some things, such as Fane's invasion of her body, Seraphine could sense through the mark that it wasn't that Janna lacked self-respect, but rather that, as a noble being in the spiritual realm, Janna initially didn't understand why Fane was so keen on fooling, playing with, or even abusing her physical form.

However, through the connection of the mark and her innate magic that allows her to read the emotional rhythms of others, Seraphine quickly discovered and understood why Janna had undergone that transformation.

The reason is simple: after Janna formed a pact with Fan and acknowledged him as her master, and after sharing a portion of Osiris's essence, she was influenced by Fan, and her existence in the material realm began to gradually take shape. This sensory shock, similar to that on a neurological level, was also novel and unfamiliar to Janna—which is one of the reasons why many beings in the spiritual realm become evil spirits after entering the material realm.

The sensations and intensified emotions generated through the physical body are far more powerful than the impure or other emotions passively absorbed in the spiritual realm. Naturally, some spirits begin to become addicted to this and continuously create similar emotions.

While Janna did not become an evil spirit, she did begin to instinctively pursue and become addicted to the pleasures of Fain...

Previously, although Salafine was somewhat aware of these things, she was limited by her knowledge and could not accurately perceive them.

Now that she had realized these things, many guesses in her mind suddenly connected, and Salafine couldn't help but cover her mouth.

Inside the room, pressing Zeli's head against the wall, listening to the sound of the wind blowing in, feeling her body trembling, convulsing, and her eyes filled with a mixture of shame and ecstasy, Fain, while viciously thrusting to the deepest point, chuckled and said, "Looks like my beloved little Zeli has become nothing more than a toy in the eyes of your best friends~ Aren't you angry that Jinx, that bad girl, said that about you?"

"No...don't be angry." Pressed against the wall, looking at Fane, whose lower body was thrusting towards her but whose upper body was responding to Janna's demands, Zeli's eyes were filled with descent and obsession.

"I, I am Farn's... Eh~!"

As they were talking, Zeli suddenly started urinating violently while her whole body began to tremble.

89. Amidst the Blazing Fire

Public executions are essentially a form of intimidation, and such intimidation often requires a period of time to develop before reaching the desired state. During this period of development, Fain was basically idle, except for occasionally showing up to make his presence known and deter troublemakers, and spending his time partying with Zeli and Janna.

Living in the room next to Fain and Zeli, Seraphine was blessed by Fain and became one of the chosen ones of joy and change. Although she did not fall into depravity as decisively as Zeli, she was still influenced by the impulses of joy and the influence of Gana.

These two have different functions, but they can occur simultaneously.

The influence of Janna herself is a resonance in the spiritual realm—through the mark, Seraphine can more or less sense the turbulent joy within Janna's heart. If it were merely this level of fantasy, Seraphine would feel ashamed, but having received a good education from a young age, she wouldn't be led astray.

However, Seraphine's abilities are quite unique; the melodies in her mental realm allow her to further enhance the power of resonance. Even without the blessing mark, Seraphine can perceive the other person's thought process through the melody. And with the blessing mark, Seraphine can even empathize with Janna and Zerek's emotional shifts when they were humiliated by Fain.

The feeling was like having a deeply immersive erotic dream. Even though Seraphine could sense that the feeling wasn't real—at least not her own, but rather Zeli and Janna's—this intense impulse still caused Seraphine's mind to drift from time to time, generating a strong sense of curiosity and longing.

Compared to this resonance on a spiritual level, the essence of happiness had a more physical impact on Salafine.

Along with her active mind, Seraphine's body was also constantly revitalizing. Especially after completing the Blessed Contract, it hadn't had much of an impact when Fahn was busy with matters concerning Zaun, Piltover, and the public execution. But now, with Fahn having more free time, he often dragged Zerek and Janna out for parties. This physical sensation, transmitted through the mark, combined with the spiritual resonance, quickly created a wondrous chemical reaction.

Lying in bed, she carefully huddled under the covers. While this physically isolated Salafine from the sounds coming from the other side, it couldn't block out the spiritual resonance she felt.

She huddled inside like a shrimp that had been heated to a high temperature, Salafine breathing heavily. Although she couldn't see it, Salafine could still clearly sense that Zeli was in some kind of intense state. Both her mind and body were severely out of control—just like when she visited Zeli in the middle of the night and accidentally caught her playing with Fain.

Salafenny clearly remembered that Zeli's entire body had completely lost control. Her face, which was always so full of sunshine and vitality, was now flushed and glazed. Her eyes rolled back, and drool dripped from her lips. Her small, snow-white legs, suspended in mid-air with their feet low to the ground, were taut and trembling violently, spurting out a torrent of fluid…

Then, leaning against Fain and holding him close as if he were helping her urinate, Salafine even remembered how those two enormous ping-pong balls collided with Zeli's petals. The huge pestle was forcefully inserted into the narrow honey passage, plunging into the deepest part of the flower chamber to pound out the medicinal paste. With each in and out, the clearly defined abs on Zeli's waist and abdomen were replaced by a raised outline, sliding up and down with Fain's movements.

Back then there was only Zeli, but now... perhaps there will be more Janna?

Thinking this, Seraphine couldn't help but bite her lip. Just as she imagined, as Zeli reached her peak and collapsed, enjoying the feeling of having no strength left in her body, her head seemingly floating in the water as if lacking oxygen, Janna, who had been licking her with her tongue until then, followed closely behind.

While Zeli and Fain were making love, Janna had been silently licking Zeli's body so that Zeli could get into the rhythm faster and it would be her turn. Now, as Zeli rested, Janna's face remained calm and indifferent, but as soon as she stood up, several bright streams of water overflowed from the valley and flowed quickly downstream.

Her facial expression and physical reaction were completely opposite, but Janna didn't feel the slightest bit of shame or embarrassment. She simply stared at Fane for a moment, then lowered her gaze to meet his proud, upright head.

A strong masculine aura rose up, causing Janna to involuntarily swallow a few times. Then, under Fain's gaze, she gently raised one leg and placed it on Fain's shoulder, assuming a comfortable split.

Then, the two petals were pried open, and the honeydew, which had been tightly wrapped, flowed out immediately without the obstruction of the petals. The tiny cardamom buds, soaked in the honey water, were already engorged and erect, and the splashed honeydew made the already delicate flower look even more pink and charming.

He pressed the pestle against the mortar and pestle, but instead of pounding the medicine, he caressed the petals and the honeyed passage back and forth. This caused Janna's tall body to tremble slightly. Even her usually calm and aloof face flushed slightly.

In just a moment, the honey channel, which had previously only occasionally let out a few drops of nectar, began to flow continuously. The flower buds drooped, and the slightly viscous nectar clung to the petals, dripping down to the ground in a silvery stream. She breathed softly, and a hint of passion flickered in her indifferent eyes.

As Fane touched her, Janna turned her head slightly, a hint of confusion on her face.

"You...don't like teasing me?"

“How could I not like it? I like it very much,” Farn said truthfully.

"Then why aren't you coming in? I've been preparing for you." Janna was increasingly puzzled. "It was the same before. If you wanted to come in, you could come in anytime, but each time you seemed to deliberately wait a while? Is there a reason?"

"No, I'm just admiring the noble Wind Goddess's current infatuated state." Looking at Janna's face, which was full of longing and confusion, Fain's face also showed a smile.

However, for a purely spiritual being like Janna, Fane's perverse sense of humor was clearly difficult to comprehend. So she simply nodded, then quietly waited and anticipated Fane's caresses.

When Janna felt an irresistible urge rising within her, she realized the time was right and Fane struck directly at the heart of the matter.

In that instant, Salafine, who had unknowingly placed her hand between her thighs, couldn't help but stir her fingers and let out soft sobs and whimpers under the covers.

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As the title suggests, I'm still busy moving, but I've basically finished moving the major appliances. There are still some small, miscellaneous items and some squabbles with the landlord. I'm taking a day off today and will make up for the missed updates after the move is over.

90. Helpful

The Wind Woman tastes really good.

Although he doesn't have the habit of smoking after sex, after a long time... well, not so long after, he came to the rooftop with a relaxed and satisfied look on his face after a night of pleasure.

The Tower Manor, a spectacle created by alchemical barons to rival Blue Smoked Manor and showcase their 'ambition,' is rarely actually inhabited by alchemical barons. The main reason is that their identities and methods are not clean, and such a building, constructed with the participation of others, cannot provide them with any sense of security.

This resulted in the alchemists, despite successfully creating the product, often remaining secluded in their lairs except for a few important occasions. Ultimately, this prestige project for Zaun benefited Farn.

Just like when Sevika arrived here before, she even needed the water from Farn to guide her. Considering the alchemist barons' fear of death, even with a map in hand, they might still wander into a secret passage on a side road, so they would still need someone to guide them.

Similarly, as a prestige project for the alchemist barons, even though it's located in Zaun, the scenery here is quite beautiful. Looking out at the skyscrapers of the Piltover city cluster, Monument Valley in the distance, Brass Avenue, the Piltover Academy statue of the Great Inventor, the City Gardens, and the distant coastline, Fane, who had worked tirelessly all night, let out a leisurely sigh.

But it was at this moment that he noticed something. Farn looked down and saw that the small radar in front of him had begun to stand tall and proud.

My little radar is trembling! There's a female sorcerer nearby—the girl needs help!

Sensing this, Faen also looked towards the room behind him.