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

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As they were talking, LeBlanc's body suddenly stiffened, and her eyes rolled slightly upwards. Beneath LeBlanc, Janna easily saw the bulge in her abdomen with just a slight downward tilt of her head. Judging from the force of the attack and LeBlanc's reaction, it was clear that this time, she had penetrated LeBlanc's flower garden. And indeed, the Pleasure Sign corresponding to the workshop was still flashing continuously.

Feeling her flower garden being completely invaded, LeBlanc began to breathe heavily. She lay on Janna's body like a small animal, her arches slightly stiff, experiencing the deep penetration from her master. But only for a moment. Her hands, which had been tightly gripping the sheets, gradually loosened as her consciousness faded. Her body felt as if the bones had been pulled out, while her flower garden became increasingly wet, constantly overflowing with juices as her nerves relaxed.

Seeing this, Fain also sped up slightly, and then suddenly grabbed LeBlanc's slender waist.

Sensing the strength in Fain's hands, LeBlanc's previously slightly unfocused eyes regained a flicker of clarity. She then hooked her legs around Fain's waist as tightly as possible, or rather, pressed her hips against his penis, grinding her vulva against the heat of his penetration. In no time, LeBlanc felt a surge of pleasure coursing through her body.

Having received a blessing from the Lord of the Familia, LeBlanc no longer needed to tense her body. Instead, she followed her physical and mental instincts, letting her eyes glaze over and her limbs go limp before collapsing onto Janna's soft body.

After a long and intense battle, Farn leaned back on the bed with a look of contentment on his face.

Seeing this, Janna glanced at LeBlanc, shook her head in confusion, and then crawled under Fain, licking the baguette in front of her clean with small bites, using her tongue to roll the mixed bodily fluids and residual essence into her mouth bit by bit.

To be honest, while these essences can replenish the happiness factors Janna needs, their efficiency is far less straightforward and effective than Fane's direct injection. The current method, aside from avoiding waste, primarily satisfies Fane's sense of conquest and possessiveness.

Although she didn't quite understand these things, it didn't do Janna any harm. It's just that there were some things that puzzled her...

While she was cleaning, Janna suddenly felt something was off. Looking down slightly, she saw LeBlanc, who had regained some strength, get out of bed and affectionately place her soft breasts behind Fain's head.

After enjoying the moment, Fain closed his eyes and asked, "What about the surprise you prepared? It seems like it's not over yet?"

Upon hearing Farn's words, LeBlanc smiled and said, "It will never end until Master is satisfied..."

LeBlanc's thoughts were completely transparent to him; even without Fahn's active probing, her preparations were utterly useless. Like now, LeBlanc's inner eagerness couldn't escape Fahn's perception. Especially since this eagerness also contained an impatient desire to perform, it was obvious she had prepared some additional acts.

Now, hearing Fine's words, LeBlanc clapped her hands lightly. Hearing this, Caitlyn, who had been waiting quietly outside the door, nervously pursed her lips. But recalling Camille's appointment, the development of Zaun, the current situation in Piltover, and the pressure on her mother's face…

Exhaling a breath of stale air, Caitlin pushed open the door.

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I stayed up all night last night and I'm planning to tough it out until 10 p.m. tonight. I need to get my sleep schedule back on track all at once.

123. Caitlin's Hesitation

Upon entering Farn's room, even though she had prepared herself mentally, a hint of nervousness and embarrassment still flashed uncontrollably in Caitlin's eyes after seeing the scene.

There's no way around it; Fain, Janna, and LeBlanc are all in such a conspicuous state right now.

Leaning against the soft bed, LeBlanc pressed herself against Fain's back, using her body as a cushion. Her delicate, soft hands rested under Fain's head, and she would occasionally nibble on his earlobe. They were chatting and laughing, but no one knew what they were talking about.

If LeBlanc's behavior was merely obsequious, then Janna exuded utter depravity. Even seeing it with her own eyes, Caitlyn still found it unbelievable that the legendary goddess of wind, worshipped and revered by all the ancient Zaunians since the founding of the Twin Cities, was now so meekly lying beneath Fain, obediently licking him.

Judging from her focused expression, she even merely cast a casual, calm glance at me when I entered, before continuing her concentrated oral service. With her back to me, Caitlin could clearly see the thick, yogurt-like essence of life between the wind goddess's parted legs, eager to flow out. However, the goddess's private parts were also enveloped in a gentle breeze, sealing that thick essence firmly within her flower garden, as if unwilling to waste even a drop.

And that single-minded, devoted licking and service seemed to make even the people of the twin cities who worshipped her unimportant to this goddess; it was as if this was the only thing in the world that was truly precious…

That's right. According to what Fain said before, Piltover and Zaun have forgotten this goddess for thousands of years... Now that this goddess can return in this form, it really is thanks to this guy who seems to be living a life of extravagance, but who is actually trying his best to make people feel more happy...

Thinking this, Caitlin didn't know where her thoughts had wandered off to. Because, putting everything else aside, Caitlin genuinely admired Farn in certain ways—especially his work. In particular, as the head of a large family, Caitlin hadn't forgotten her moral principles after learning about the darkness beneath the Twin Cities.

At least for now, it hasn't turned into an invisible political killing machine like Camille's. It's not just a child's fantasy, but I still hope both cities can have a bright future... And right now, what Farn is doing may harm Piltover in the short term, but in the long run, only in this way can Zaun and Piltover truly achieve equality and move towards their respective destinies.

Unfortunately, the reason we can look at certain things separately is precisely because we can't let them go.

Sure enough, meeting Caitlin's gaze, the pestle, which had been slightly limp from the continuous battle and had been lying on the bed like a python, allowing Janna to manipulate and swallow it, quickly became engorged and stood up again, accompanied by Fain's inner thoughts and 'battle will'.

Gazing at that magnificent behemoth, watching the veins emerge one by one, a strong masculine aura, along with a surge of pleasure, began to spread throughout the room once again.

Meeting Farn's gaze, Caitlin almost instinctively squeezed her legs together, but in the end she only pursed her lips and bowed slightly.

"Greetings to you... Mr. Farn."

Hearing Caitlin's words and observing the policewoman's demeanor, Farn stroked his chin and calmly asked, "So... you've made up your mind?"

Upon hearing this, Caitlin nodded quietly after a moment of silence, then looked up at Farn and said in a calm and clear voice, "Yes, sir."

The policewoman's eyes were a sharp, bluish-green, which, in the past, would have instilled genuine fear in criminals even with just a simple glance. But now, Caitlin only met Fane's gaze for a moment before deliberately lowering her eyes to avoid his gaze, easing her inner unease, anxiety, and pressure, while also expressing her obedience through her actions.

“I am the head of the Giraman family in Blue Smoked Manor. I knew from a very young age that my destiny does not belong to me, but to my family… For someone like me, marriage is never a decision I make, but rather part of an exchange of interests.”

As she spoke, Caitlin recalled everything she had seen at Blue Smoked Manor just a few hours earlier.

At that time, Fain had resealed Stellato, Blue Smoked Manor had changed hands, and Piltover, like Zaun, had a new master. After this, Caitlyn did not immediately go to Piltover to guard the city, but instead returned to the Jiraman family to find her mother.

Not to mention Caitlin's mother, even the other senior members of the family, including the two chief auditors, knew very little about the dinner party at Blue Smoked Manor—they had not received any invitations.

In fact, if Caitlyn hadn't brought back the relevant information, they would still have thought that the Piltover garrison was attacked because of the Zaunites' madness.

The pressure from the family, the mother's shock, and the things Camille and LeBlanc said...

For me, this is the best outcome.

Thinking this, a struggle flickered in Caitlin's eyes. She knew, in truth, that this was indeed the best outcome. Compared to a political marriage for the sake of family interests with some unknown trading noble, Farn met all of Caitlin's requirements in terms of ability, power, status, position, and even his own actions. In fact, she couldn't possibly be her equal.

Reason told Caitlin that there was no need to hesitate; the best choice was to speak up, serve, and become a personal bitch like the Wind Goddess. But just as Caitlin was about to make a decision, a familiar figure involuntarily appeared in her mind—Vi.

Compared to Fain, Vi, while not entirely without merit, is completely incomparable in terms of status, position, and ability. Hailing from Zaun, with a low level of education, she is ruthless, brave, and impulsive, acting out of loyalty and recklessness. But it is precisely this unpretentious straightforwardness that allows her to unhesitatingly stand up for herself when in danger, afterwards even jokingly saying things like, "My physique is much stronger than your little cake..." Although they haven't spent much time together, there's no doubt that, having grown up in an environment rife with power struggles and intrigue, Vi holds a special place in Caitlyn's heart.

She bit her lip lightly, but in the end, reason prevailed over Caitlin, and she looked at Fane and said, "I... am ready."

124. My motto is respect!

Looking at Caitlin, whose eyes were filled with determination and resolve, Farn stroked his chin with a serious expression.

Seeing that Fane seemed hesitant, Caitlin, though unsure why the usually sensual Fane was suddenly acting this way, knew after calming down that since she had made up her mind, she should act immediately, rather than hesitate—even if she still had doubts, she had to make a rational choice right away.

Only in this way can one secure the true and greatest benefit. Otherwise, in the process of hesitating and weighing options, the other party will gradually lose patience—especially when they have held an absolute advantage from the very beginning. One has no room for negotiation, and even this so-called opportunity for a deal was given to them by the other party…

Caitlin knew perfectly well what despicable means those trading noble families would use to win Farn's favor if he so desired. And how many women would they be willing to sacrifice to gain the favor of Piltover's future master?

Thinking this, Caitlin felt contemptuous in her heart, but in action, she slowly but firmly untied the enforcer's uniform.

Seeing this, Farn sighed helplessly, "Don't take it off."

"Hmm?" Caitlin looked up, her eyes revealing a hint of tension and confusion.

In response, Fain said with a look of helplessness in his eyes, "As everyone knows, I am a person who loves purely."

Upon hearing this, not only Caitlyn, but even LeBlanc behind Fain was slightly taken aback, then subtly turned her head. Janna also glanced up at Fain, then lowered her head to continue licking.

Although Janna wasn't very familiar with the rules of the material realm, unfamiliarity didn't equate to ignorance. In fact, Janna was well aware that she was currently nothing more than a plaything in Fain's eyes. However, as a being of the spiritual realm, Janna didn't have much of an opinion on this. Using the analogy of beast packs and their kin, she explained that in the natural world of the material realm, wild beasts could survive outside their packs, and humans could survive outside their communities. It was simply a matter of whether one could adapt to the natural environment and live an individual life.

For the Familias in the spiritual realm, the Familia is not essential to the Familia Master. However, the Familia Master is indispensable to the Familia. Once the Familia Master is lost, even a large group of Familias will either gradually perish if they are lucky, or be directly devoured by demons and evil spirits in the spiritual realm if they are unlucky.

Therefore, for beings in the spiritual realm, following the will of their clan's lord is only natural. This is because they were created—to be willing to follow a particular thought of their clan's lord.

Although Janna was not created by Faen, she possessed the essence of being able to draw the power of change from joy, which, for beings in the spiritual realm, was tantamount to acknowledging a master.

Based on this, although she knew that pure love was not like that, since Fane said so, Gana did the same. This was the natural course of action for beings in the spiritual realm.

Sensing the change in everyone's thoughts, Fain explained with a helpless expression, "Do you all have some wrong idea about me? In fact, I am a person who respects women quite a lot."

Upon hearing this, Caitlin remained silent, for she dared not question it. Knowing through the contract that Farn was not a cruel and tyrannical ruler, nor did she desire mindless, dull sex toys merely for sexual gratification, LeBlanc did not suppress her true nature, but instead offered a gentle yet polite smile.

Seeing this, Fain scratched his head helplessly and placed his hand on Janna's head to signal her to get ready, then bowed slightly and took a deep throat.

Feeling her head being tightly enveloped by her throat, the muscles in Janna's swan-like neck contracted in waves. A spell appeared in Fain's eyes, and even the helplessness between his brows was softened by Janna's gentleness and turned into a slight sense of ease.

Leaning against LeBlanc's soft breast pads, Fain, with his legs spread apart, touched Janna as he spoke:

"Aside from bad women like LeBlanc, I generally respect the opinions of good girls. Although I admit that the happiness factor does intentionally or unintentionally increase other people's liking for me and their acceptance of some of my unruly and outrageous behavior, as a user, you should know that for someone with a strong enough mind, this poses no threat at all."

Upon hearing Fine's words, Caitlin fell silent. Although she wanted to find excuses for her actions, deep down, Caitlin had to admit that what Fine said was true.

Because Jinx had been taking Fain's happiness factor—during her time as a hostage in Zaun, aside from witnessing the changes that occurred in Zaun under Fain's guidance, including improvements in people's living environment and mental state—Caitlyn also discovered some peculiar behavioral habits of Fain's group.

For example, the happiness factor.

Similar ingredients were widely ingested and used by Farn and those around him. According to Caitlin's observations, this intake mainly fell into two categories: unrestricted consumption and slightly restrained consumption.

The one without restrictions is Zeli, because her relationship with Fain is well-known. She was the first person Fain met upon arriving in Zaun, and the first girl to appear by his side. Before the Winds of Change rose to power, Zeli followed Fain and those alchemical barons in a guerrilla war, distributing leaflets in factories. As Fain's well-known woman, even if Zeli took an excessive amount of happy hormones, she would only disappear for a night at most, or a few days at most, before recovering completely.

Based on Caitlin's observation, it's no surprise that Zeli was thoroughly played with those days... Even right after it ended, whenever she saw Farn, she would involuntarily reveal a subtle infatuation, her body naturally preparing for conception.

...Whether it's my imagination or not, Caitlin has noticed these past few days that Salafine's relationship with Farn seems to be progressing rapidly...Although it's not as good as Zeli's yet, there's been a significant change in their behavior, style, and habits.

Then there's Jinx, who, while using it, firmly controls the amount used within a suitable range, allowing her rationality to suppress the negative effects of the pleasure factor, thus using it as a simple, harmless stimulant to enhance her condition.

But now is not the time to think about that—Caitlin shook her head inwardly. She knew that as the eldest daughter and head of the Giraman family, enjoying such glory also meant bearing a certain fate and responsibility.

Thinking it over, Caitlin took a deep breath and continued unbuttoning her clothes, saying, "Human nature is complex, but please believe me, Mr. Farn, this is indeed my choice, no matter how many times it happens."

Upon hearing this, Farn sighed and then said, "Sigh... you'd look better with clothes on."

125. LeBlanc's Guidance

Farn is sincere and honest, and his main principles are honesty, reliability, moderation, and abstinence from women.

But Caitlin was determined.

Upon hearing Fain's words, Caitlin pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and reached under her skirt. After a moment, she removed the disappointing leggings and then the black lace triangle.

With her fingers gripping one corner, Caitlin came to Farn, bowed her head, and showed it to him. Finally, she stood there quietly, waiting for Farn to pronounce her fate.

Seeing Caitlyn's awkwardness, Farn wasn't too surprised. After all, not everyone is as quick and flexible as LeBlanc in adapting their survival strategies to different situations, nor can they be as indifferent to material things... or rather, human ethics as Janna.

Zeli at least had some time together with Fain. Although Salafenny had less time to communicate, she started training Fain and Zeli from the very beginning, after she caught them having sex. She gradually lowered her standards until Fain caught her doing some handiwork, at which point she couldn't hold back anymore and let Fain take her to the bottom and make her a double-city puff.

As for Caitlin… although they spent some time together, the total time they spent together was less than a tenth of what Vi spent. While this was enough for Caitlin to form a basic judgment about Fane's character and behavior, it was undeniable that it wasn't enough for Caitlin to develop any feelings beyond friendship… in fact, it wasn't even friendship. They were more like strangers who shared similar interests in certain areas, colleagues.

But now, she has to take the initiative to cross the distance in between and reach the final step of intimacy...

Remaining silent, and seeing that Farn didn't speak, Caitlin knew that Farn was urging her to make the first move. Without any intention of waiting for a higher offer, Caitlin could only take a deep breath and carefully reach out to the magnificent pillar still covered in Janna's glistening saliva.

Her movements were somewhat clumsy, and as the magnificent pestle drew near, a rich, masculine scent began to assault Caitlin's senses. The intense aroma wasn't merely a sensory sensation, but a mental one, causing Caitlin to almost instinctively focus all her attention on the precious object before her.

Although it was just a simple touch, Caitlin could clearly feel the scalding blood flowing rapidly within it through the skin, the surging blood energy revealing a strong life force. Knowing clearly her choice, her fate, and what awaited her, even Caitlin couldn't help but wonder if her innocent, narrow cave could truly contain such a colossal creature.

As she thought this, Caitlin couldn't help but swallow hard. But all her worries were unnecessary, because Caitlin knew that as the eldest daughter, the responsibilities she bore wouldn't allow her to act as recklessly as a girl from an ordinary family.

Taking a deep breath, Caitlin opened her mouth and took Farn's enormous member into her mouth.

Because of its size, Caitlin had to open her mouth as wide as possible. The touch of her tongue to that heat, the rich flavor, was no longer just a sensory experience; the sensation on her taste buds triggered a greater reaction in Caitlin's body, causing her to unconsciously tense up slightly.

Noticing Caitlin's actions, LeBlanc reminded her with interest, "Be careful not to let your teeth touch, otherwise your master will feel uncomfortable."

Upon hearing this, Caitlyn also turned her gaze to LeBlanc behind Fain. She remembered this woman—during her battle with Fain, the destructive power she displayed was equivalent to a hundred-strong mage legion. Her terrifying destructive power allowed her to easily create a barrage of magical projectiles, seamlessly switching between real and illusionary forms, flashing and even disguising herself into different shapes. According to Caitlyn's own calculations, she alone could easily overwhelm the entire Piltover security.

Blue Mist Manor might not be so easy to breach with its high-ranking mercenaries, but how can one guard against thieves for a thousand days when one is already a thief? If this tactic were used for assassination, the entire Blue Mist Manor would become the enemy's backyard.

And now, such a powerful illusion mage is here, enthusiastically teaching me the art of sweet talk to please a man?

In the silence, Caitlin glanced at Fane out of the corner of her eye. Seeing that Fane didn't seem to mind at all, but rather found it quite amusing, she nodded to herself. Finally, she raised her head and spat out the huge object that filled her entire mouth, and awkwardly licked her saliva clean, imitating Janna. Caitlin said calmly, "Would you mind showing me, sister?"

“No problem.” Hearing this, LeBlanc chuckled, showing no displeasure whatsoever. After receiving Fain’s instruction, he swayed his slender waist and slipped out from behind Fain to stand opposite LeBlanc. Her rounded buttocks were turned to the side, and a few drops of white fluid were faintly visible in the valley, but they did not fall.

LeBlanc glanced at Caitlyn, then gripped the magnificent Pillar of Creation tightly and said, "Perhaps you think this is shameless? Put aside those delusions, my dear sister. We're all here for our own purposes, aren't we? I'm here to live, for revenge. And you're here for the family's interests. Since we both know this, let's put aside those insignificant shames, so we don't waste our energy and have our favor stolen by the sisters who come later."

As she spoke, LeBlanc opened her mouth seductively, sticking out her alluring little tongue and placing it on her lower teeth. Then, she pressed her tongue against the tongue and smoothly swallowed the entire tongue into her throat, moving it up and down slightly.

As it turns out, having experience makes all the difference. Even though she'd only recently climbed into Fain's bed, LeBlanc's skills improved the fastest in her adaptability and survival instincts. More importantly, LeBlanc didn't just rely on oral skills; while providing Fain with pleasure through her throat, she also gently bit his buttocks, infuriating him. He then reached out and, as if to punish her, lightly tugged at his clitoris before probing inside.

And what about LeBlanc? She felt Fane's mischievous large hands, but only gave Fane a charming glance. Then, she swayed her body in rhythm with Fane's digging, making her buttocks ripple like a puppy wagging its tail when it sees its master come home, thus enhancing Fane's visual experience.

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If it turns out that readers are more interested in the speed of the action than the plot, then let's just floor the gas pedal.

126. Caitlin's Regret and Fortune

Before Caitlyn's incredulous gaze, LeBlanc's delicate mouth, padded with her honeyed tongue, swallowed the magnificent root of creation entirely. It certainly wouldn't have been enough to hold it in her mouth alone; even the tip was a struggle to fit. Yet, under Caitlyn's watchful eye, LeBlanc's neck swallowed it whole, her swan-like curves instantly shattered by the massive member, revealing a bulging outline.

It's clear that this wasn't an easy task for LeBlanc either. When she'd swallowed about a third of it, the Illusionist's eyes began to roll upwards, and the muscles in her throat started to contract. Yet, even under these circumstances, LeBlanc managed to swallow it all, almost touching her soft chest cavity.

Farn had no intention of showing any mercy. Instead, he grabbed LeBlanc's hair and, with each breath, his strong waist pumped like a motor. This relentless assault, almost like playing with her and then discarding her, made LeBlanc's eyes roll back, and a silvery, sticky strand of her pink tongue, which was resting on her lower teeth, drooped down.

A twisted pleasure and obsession, accompanied by a slight pain, erupted from the enchantress's body. Tears, saliva, and other more shameful fluids were secreted uncontrollably, wetting her lips, wetting her body hair, and washing away faint stains from her eye makeup.

Seeing LeBlanc's outburst, Fain didn't hold back. He knew that LeBlanc was actively guiding Caitlyn to become more corrupt and like her, with her mind filled with nothing but how to please Huan Yin, in order to gain more favor and more pleasure.

As a generous master, Fain naturally wouldn't let those around him give so much for nothing. Sure enough, he pressed LeBlanc's head down and shoved it into his mouth. Two furry ping-pong balls, along with the ball pouches, slapped against LeBlanc's jaw, while the illusionist's face was deeply embedded in the pouches and fur. With a slight tremor of Fain's body, the ping-pong ball pouches contracted, and a deep joy appeared in LeBlanc's eyes as she continued to swallow.

After about half a minute, Fain slowly withdrew. LeBlanc covered her mouth and lay on the bed, refusing to digest for a moment. Then, she opened her clever mouth, which still had a few stray hairs on the corners of her mouth, and found that she had eaten it all.

Seeing this, Fain patted LeBlanc's head again with satisfaction. LeBlanc affectionately rubbed against Fain's palm, then turned her gaze to Caitlyn, who was still standing there stunned, and smiled as she held up one finger, saying:

"See? That's exactly what you're doing."

Upon hearing this, Caitlin opened her mouth, then remarked—whether in praise or sarcasm—"You truly are a master at pleasing people..."