Glancing down at her own pants, a touch of embarrassment surfaced on Akali's face.
However, having come this far on the journey, Akali had become much more open than before. After recovering slightly, she shook her head and said, "No need. After all... I don't have anything to store inside me yet."
"It's only a matter of time," Riven shrugged. "I've yet to see anyone targeted by this guy Faen manage to escape their fate... Don't let my current state fool you; I fiercely resisted at the very beginning too."
Feeling the gazes from Akali and the others, Riven said with a bit of helplessness: "But how should I put it? I later found out that the feeling is actually pretty great. The girls here speak sweetly, everyone is exceptionally talented, so you could say joining the harem is a pretty solid investment."
Is this 'investment' of yours even normal?
Thinking this, Akali shook her head and said, "Anyway, let's focus on the business at hand first..."
To this, Faen, who was standing nearby, nodded. He then stepped forward, taking the initiative to open his own spiritual realm to begin connecting with the giant stone monument, the "Quinlon".
The so-called Quinlon is a manifestation of wild nature within the material realm. It serves as an anchor point connecting the material realm with the spiritual realm, and is one of Ionia's most ancient mysteries.
Depending on the region, the forms of the Quinlons vary. But one thing is unquestionable: as long as one gains the recognition of a Quinlon, even a mortal can master the ability to commune with the natural spirits.
In the original lore, the reason humans were able to suppress the Vastayans and advance towards the Qaelin islands and other final Vastayan territories was largely because humans had taken control of the Quinlons. This caused many Ionian Vastayans to lose their connection with natural magic, and humans even used the power of the Quinlons to force natural magic to protect human territories.
With this life-sustaining connection severed, or rather usurped, combined with the fact that natural magic was already constantly waning, it was no wonder that the Vastayans, despite being physically superior to humans in every metric, were steadily losing ground against them.
After briefly sensing it for a moment, Faen turned to Akali and the others with a thoughtful expression and said, "This matter is a bit complex. I need to properly investigate it. Keep your guard up."
Hearing the seriousness in Faen's tone, Akali raised an eyebrow, then nodded and said, "No problem."
Hearing Akali's words, Riven also shrugged and said, "Don't worry, it's not like you don't know my strength. Although I can't compare to a freak like Syndra, I'm more than enough to handle ordinary humans and Vastayans."
"Mm." Nodding, Faen then added, "If you encounter an enemy you can't handle, use the crest to contact Irelia or Syndra. Since they are all within Ionia's spiritual realm, the impact of them directly teleporting here will be much smaller than if Zeri and the others did it."
"Got it."
Hearing Faen go out of his way to give extra instructions, Riven realized more or less that handling this matter might not be that simple. She then nodded and said, "With Syndra and Irelia as backup, even if we run into a troublesome enemy, stalling until you come out won't be a problem."
Well aware of Syndra's and Irelia's strength, Faen nodded in deep agreement. He then closed his eyes to meditate, beginning his connection with the Quinlon.
On the side, watching Faen earnestly connect with the Quinlon, Akali tilted her head. Discovering that Faen's spirit was entirely immersed in the spiritual realm, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. She then said:
"He's actually being serious? I thought that after my Teacher exposed his true colors, he would just spiral completely out of control. Looking at him now, he's still somewhat trustworthy; at the very least, he'll properly finish the tasks entrusted to him."
"That part is definitely trustworthy."
Hearing Akali's words, Riven said with a completely casual look on her face: "Even though this guy Faen sometimes gives off the vibe that all he has in his head is a burning desire to pump women full of cum and turn them into creampies, when shit actually hits the fan, he has never backed down."
Hearing Riven's words, Akali cast a glance at their surroundings.
Located at the heart of Qaelin Island, the vicinity of the Quinlon was protected by natural magic. Ordinary people entering it would feel like they were stepping into a natural labyrinth; even with a map in hand, they would often lose their sense of direction as they walked. Even if the Quinlon was right next to them, obscured by just a patch of bushes, they couldn't easily enter without being acknowledged.
Let alone Akali, even Faen himself was a bit curious about how future Ionians managed to discover the Quinlons.
But thinking carefully about it, it was highly likely due to the Ionian War. After all, the Ionian War arguably directly forced Ionia, which had long distanced itself from outside conflicts, back into the sight of everyone in Runeterra.
Confirming that there were no issues around them, Akali lifted her chin and asked curiously, "Even though you say that, didn't my Teacher ever force himself on you?"
"Uh... there was definitely some of that."
Twitching the corner of her mouth, Riven rubbed her temples and said:
"Although you might not believe it, at the very beginning, I really was properly acting as his bodyguard. Yeah, thinking back on it now, he was probably planning to devour me completely from the very start. It's just that my attitude was quite radical back then, constantly resisting and rejecting him..."
Hearing this, Akali's eyes showed curiosity: "And then he forced himself on you?"
"Well, no... Of course, that wasn't because he was a good person. It was simply because the bastard wanted me to take the initiative to spread my pussy open and offer up my virginity to him, so he could record the scene of my cherry being popped for him and my current sisters to enjoy together."
Shrugging her shoulders, Riven added, "So... the guy decided to fuck my ass instead."
Akali's eyes widened in utter shock.
"You don't mean that back door, do you?"
"It's highly likely exactly the one you're thinking of."
Riven shrugged: "Although I felt incredibly ashamed at first, to be honest, once he shoved it deep inside, I quickly forgot all that displeasure. Even though it's humiliating, getting fucked raw by Faen truly feels blissful... Yeah, that's exactly why so many outstanding girls have been molded into his perfect shape."
"Then have you never thought about leaving?" Akali continued to interview the victim: "Or did Teacher restrict your personal freedom?"
"There are no restrictions in that regard. As for why we don't leave... that matter is indeed a bit complicated."
Hearing this, Riven sighed somewhat helplessly and said:
"How should I put it... After experiencing that massive cock of Faen's, whenever we see other males, we subconsciously compare them in our hearts. Although it's a bit hurtful to say, we genuinely and inexplicably feel that Faen is simply a higher lifeform... Naturally, we just feel that being collectively bred, seeded, and enjoyed by Faen is perfectly acceptable."