Hearing Riven's explanation, Akali nodded thoughtfully, but then let out a heavy sigh.
"No matter how I think about it, this is all just way too weird."
"It is indeed very weird, but it doesn't really matter." Riven shrugged, planting her greatsword in front of her and resting both hands on the hilt, gazing downward.
The pitch-black blade was covered in mottled marks. Although the runes that originally represented honor and power looked the same as before, their internal structure was actually completely different now.
According to what LeBlanc said, this sword was also one of the true LeBlanc's eyes. Although powerful, it also represented endless surveillance. And once she possessed enough 'qualifications', the true LeBlanc would begin to bring her into the ranks of the Black Rose organization...
In fact, if LeBlanc had just told Riven this directly from the start, Riven would have been very willing to join. Unfortunately, LeBlanc chose to shape Riven's life through deception. If it weren't for a series of accidents that ultimately led Riven to discover the truth behind everything...
Then the current her might still be shouting war cries, charging into enemy lines for Noxus, right?
Thinking this, Riven shook her head and said:
"Compared to my past life, at the very least, my current life is one I chose for myself.
Even if it means becoming Faen's little bitch or his cum-dumpster breeding bag, it doesn't matter. In the end, the only thing I want to see now is revenge—making those who once deceived me pay the price."
"That's not true."
Before Riven could finish, Sona suddenly spoke up from the side: "Riven is clearly very happy."
"I am not!" Hearing Sona expose her true feelings, Riven hurriedly denied it in a fluster.
To this, Sona simply shook her head and continued:
"It is true. Don't forget that Sona commands sonic magic; I can feel Riven's spirit. Mmhmm, although on the surface she looks very resistant and independent, in reality, she just wants to use this method to attract Master's attention so that Master will dote on her and fuck her more often."
"You!"
Hearing Sona bring out matters from the spiritual realm, a look of indignation surfaced on Riven's face, but for a moment, she didn't know how to refute her.
After all, the sonic magic Sona possessed was basically a cheat code when it came to exposing people's deepest secrets. Especially since Sona and Faen's connection in the spiritual realm was even tighter. Under these circumstances, for a girl like Riven—who had also been stamped and claimed by Faen—even if she wasn't an open book in front of Sona, many of her thoughts and emotions had nowhere to hide.
Of course, in the vast majority of cases, girls who spoke their minds plainly like Zeri and Seraphine didn't care at all about Sona reading their thoughts. And truly scheming people like LeBlanc were even more delighted to let Sona read their minds, thereby indirectly expressing that both their bodies and souls belonged entirely to Faen—even if it was actually unnecessary.
The primary reason was that the current LeBlanc's very existence was because Faen had completely remolded her essence through the energy of the spiritual realm. He transformed her from a true clone created by the original LeBlanc containing fragmented memories, into a spiritual realm lifeform based on Faen's own energy, yet possessing the memories of the original LeBlanc.
Up until now, LeBlanc was the only individual whose life and death Faen could control with a single thought, and whose every passing thought he could detect.
Although the other girls wouldn't resist either.
LeBlanc never suppressed her own thoughts, she simply understood her current situation. So whenever she was pushed to the absolute edge, she would silently lay her heart bare, using a method akin to humiliating self-exposure to reinforce her slavish devotion in front of Faen, actively demonstrating that she was a smart person who knew the right choice to make.
Originally wanting to argue back stubbornly for a bit, but with Sona right there, Riven ultimately sighed in defeat and said: "Fine, the truth is, my body and soul were utterly conquered and occupied by that bastard Faen a long time ago..."
Suddenly coming clean, Riven spoke feeling as completely relaxed as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders: "But in the beginning, it was definitely because that guy pried open the switch in my heart, right? Don't let my current state fool you. In the very beginning, I was fully prepared to fight to the death and resist with my life on the line if I was subjected to his sexual humiliation!"
"But that guy wasn't in a hurry at the start... Even though it's weird, Faen really did slowly make me open up my heart bit by bit. It got to the point where I inexplicably agreed to let him use my tight ass to help him relieve his pent-up lust."
Speaking of this, Riven glanced at Akali and Xayah. Shrugging her shoulders, she casually said, "And the same goes for you two, don't be too nervous. With my understanding of Faen, if you're truly unwilling, he won't force the issue. But if you haven't made a final decision in your own hearts... pardon my bluntness, but ending up a horny slut like me is only a matter of time."
As she spoke, Riven simply lifted her battle skirt, exposing the pink heart-shaped sticker below.
Resting on her plump fleshy mound, the sticker made primarily from spiritual realm energy completely sealed over her tempting little slit. Having witnessed the scene of Riven applying it with their own eyes, Akali and Xayah knew very well that the inside was filled to the brim with Faen's thick, creamy cum.
Thinking of this, Akali inexplicably felt her throat grow thirsty. Gulping down her saliva a few times, she looked away shiftily and said, "I... I will consider it carefully."
To this, Xayah only lowered her head without speaking.
As a Vastayan, Xayah's sensory perception was even more sensitive than Akali's.
Or rather, as a practitioner of the Way of the Kinkou, Akali had relatively decent resistance to such spiritual influences.
But Xayah was different; revering the wildness of nature, she rarely suppressed her own instincts. And being constantly exposed to it along the journey, combined with the perceptions of the spiritual realm... while Akali was constantly telling herself to endure it, Xayah had already looped a mental face-swap fantasy in her brain countless times on her own.
That is to say, she fantasized about replacing Sona and Riven's figures with her own, imagining herself being ruthlessly fucked on horseback by Faen while having her tits groped and used.
Thinking this, Xayah couldn't help but purse her lips, a flash of guilty conscience crossing her brow.
Noticing the change in Xayah's expression, Akali's face changed as she said, "Wait, Xayah... what's with that reaction? Hurry up and oppose this with me!"
Although she hadn't said it out loud, Akali had long felt that she and Xayah stood on the same front line. In response, Xayah merely pursed her lips and said:
"I... I already can't hold it in anymore."