Thanks to the magical wards blocking the view, people outside couldn't see what was happening inside the window. Therefore, even while standing right in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, both Faen and Sarah felt completely relaxed.
And right now, truthfully, it was hard for Sarah not to feel proud.
Because the changes in Bilgewater compared to before were nothing short of breathtaking.
Even Faen had to admit this point: Sarah had indeed put in a massive amount of effort, research, and careful thought into governing Bilgewater.
Stroking Sarah's head, Faen looked outside, his eyes carrying a hint of surprise as he said:
"Even with the help of Caitlyn, Zeri, and the others, for small merchants from Zaun and Piltover to actually dare to come to Bilgewater to trade, it seems your overhaul of this place has been incredibly thorough."
This transformation went far beyond what was merely visible to the naked eye.
As an entity of the spiritual realm, Faen could clearly feel that this change, originating from Sarah, was continuously nourishing him, with Sarah acting as the medium.
Bilgewater's situation was somewhat similar to Zaun's—this similarity didn't refer to exploitation, but to their respective states in the spiritual realm.
In the past, Zaun was oppressed by the Chem-Barons. The people living there had no hope to speak of; they could only live a futile, numb existence just for the sake of surviving another day.
But precisely because of this, when they finally felt hope—especially those Zaunite veterans who had lived through both the old Zaun era and the new Zaun era—
Every single day, they continuously provided Faen with massive amounts of emotional power: hope, joy, elation, and more.
In all fairness, if one were to strictly calculate it, this emotional power wasn't nearly as direct or intense as extreme ecstasy, but its advantage lay in its endless, continuous stream—it was the joy of an entire populace.
Compared to the extreme ecstasy provided by perhaps one person out of dozens or even hundreds, this kind of collective joy held a much more substantial and promising future.
At the very least, according to Faen's perception and calculations, although the power provided by this energy of hope was limited in the short term, as long as it could be sustained for over ten years, the overall yield would far surpass that of mere extreme lust.
It was precisely for this reason that, through his perception of emotional power, Faen could clearly feel that the current Bilgewater was brimming with hope for the future.
People no longer worried about dying the next day, they no longer feared taking a bullet to the back during a trade, and they no longer dreaded the dark corners of every night. Even the children could now run and laugh freely in the streets...
"This is all to your credit." Faen patted Sarah's head.
Hearing Faen's words, the corners of Sarah's mouth curled up into a proud arc.
But immediately after, she planted a soft kiss on Faen's throbbing cock and said unhurriedly:
"Is it really all my credit? I'm not an idiot. Without the support of Zaun and Piltover, Bilgewater simply wouldn't have had the resources necessary for such a complete overhaul."
"Although the people of this water-bound city now believe that I conquered the elites of Zaun and Piltover—that is, your two girls—using my social maneuvering and personal charisma. The outsiders might not know, but do you think I don't know the truth myself?"
Sarah kissed the shaft of his meat rod, leaving a trail of light lipstick marks. When she reached the base, she took one of his testicles—which was the size of a ping-pong ball or a small egg—into her mouth, licking and sucking on it. When she popped it out, it was left glistening with thick saliva.
"Whether it's transactions or trade, both require the backing of trust and credit, and that is exactly what Bilgewater lacked the most. For those merchants, such a massive risk was utterly unacceptable."
"But Caitlyn and the others were different... Because of our connection through you, I was able to open my heart and communicate with them honestly, mutually assisting each other."
"Especially Bilgewater's deep-sea fishing industry; it has now become a joint project of deep cooperation between all three regions. And this... would have been absolutely impossible in the past."
Saying this, Sarah looked up at Faen and blinked playfully.
"Of course, I've also put in a massive amount of hard work... Since you've come to my city-state this time, darling, surely you're going to reward me properly, right?"
From the very beginning, when she first knelt on the floor to serve him, Sarah's other hand had been constantly rubbing and caressing her own nether regions.
Sarah wasn't doing this just to bring pleasure to her body. The moment Sarah found out that Faen was about to arrive in Bilgewater, her body had gone into heat long in advance. For several days straight, she even had to wear a sticker just to prevent herself from accidentally leaking a mess while working in her office.
And now, with him so close at hand, just sensing Faen setting foot on Bilgewater's soil was enough for Sarah to feel her pussy petals become blood-engorged and soaked to their absolute limit. Her plump outer labia even sagged slightly from being so swollen.
Just like Sarah's massive, generous breasts, Sarah's pussy was noticeably plumper and meatier than an average girl's. Whenever she wore jeans or yoga pants, an incredibly distinct camel toe would inevitably show through. Because of this, for Sarah, figure-smoothing stickers were practically an absolute necessity.
In order to make her pussy endure it just a little longer, so she wouldn't eagerly and desperately throw herself at Faen the very second he arrived like an impatient slut, Sarah had been constantly fingering and comforting her body ever since Faen showed up.
But having talked for so long now, Sarah felt she was rapidly approaching her absolute breaking point. Before her body completely lost control and started violently shaking her ass and begging to be fucked like a total bitch in heat, Sarah proactively voiced her desires. Lying back onto the office desk beside her, she said:
"I want to get a good, clear look at my darling sliding deep inside my body."
"I can tell, holding it in has been absolute torture for you, hasn't it~"
Seeing this, Faen chuckled lightly, then pinned Sarah against the office desk and began thoroughly using her.
Watching that magnificent, massive cock press against her dripping slit, and seeing her own toned, defined lower belly bulge outward inch by inch into a distinct outline as the rod thrust deep inside her, Sarah felt an incredibly profound satisfaction in both body and soul, unable to stop herself from letting out a seductive, lustful moan.
Panting continuously, Sarah chuckled foolishly and said:
"Speaking of which, when I was tasting it just now, my darling's cock still had the scent and lipstick marks of other girls on it... and they were from girls I haven't met before. It seems my darling hasn't been slacking off in Ionia either, finding us quite a few new sisters~"
"Do you like them?" Faen asked.
"I absolutely love it." Sarah threw her neck back in sheer pleasure, smiling as she said, "To be broken and trained into the Master's sex slave is inherently a form of validation and supreme honor."
"Just like the current Bilgewater and the Twin Cities, Ionia will also become Master's property... However, I still want to ask one thing."
"What is it?"
Pursing her lips, a mischievous, wicked curiosity surfaced in Sarah's eyes: "Are the girls over there as much of a slut as I am?"