"Don't delude yourself into thinking you can get any information about my tribe out of my mouth. No matter what it is, I will absolutely never tell you!"
Staring coldly at Faen before her, Xayah's voice was filled with indifference and resolve. Because her connection to nature was much tighter than an ordinary person's, her perception of the withering of natural magic was also much more acute. This wailing originating from Primal Essence allowed Xayah to clearly feel the damage humans inflicted upon the world itself during their process of development. Naturally, that undisguised disgust and rejection were straightforwardly written all over her face.
Sensing Xayah's thoughts, Faen stroked his chin, not minding it much.
"If you don't want to tell me, I won't force you. But I didn't come here just for sightseeing," Faen said peacefully. "According to the observations of the Enlightened One, Karma, although the war ended early, its aftershocks have already spread to the three northeastern islands, including Oovi-Kat. The natural magic here is closely tied to the tranquility of the Spirit Realm. Now that this tranquility has been shattered, natural magic is about to begin a new round of withering... Your perception should be sharper than that of an ordinary Vastaya, so you should know whether what I'm saying is true or not."
Hearing Faen's words, Xayah's eyes blinked almost imperceptibly.
Just as Faen said, because her perception was sharper than that of an ordinary Vastaya, Xayah could sense the changes in magic much more clearly than her kin. This acuteness was the reason Xayah harbored a natural malice toward humans, and also the reason she was much stronger than her ordinary kin. And now, hearing Faen's explanation, although he had a "believe it or not" attitude, the reality was that as early as when Faen said tranquility was shattered and natural magic would begin withering, Xayah had already admitted to these facts in her heart.
And Faen certainly wasn't just talking big—in fact, after completing the insemination of Syndra, Faen's workload had begun to pile up. It wasn't that Syndra needed taking care of or anything. After all, although Syndra looked frail and delicate, her actual physical constitution was absolutely not the squishy build she had in the game.
Although many Champions in the League of Legends universe were influenced by Western fantasy tropes and portrayed as "glass cannons" by various writers, Faen had always advocated for comprehensive development in morality, intelligence, physique, aesthetics, and labor. To make up for his own physical shortcomings, even the technique of using the Joy Factor to stimulate physical growth was fundamentally developed by Faen himself.
Under Faen's influence, Syndra naturally followed suit. Although her physical toughness was far inferior to Faen's, with abundant dark energy for replenishment, even while pregnant, Syndra's physiological toughness reigned supreme over the vast majority of fighters and tanks in Runeterra.
The main reasons for his workload were twofold. One was that a new situation had arisen on the Noxus side. Although Swain was still in Ionia, for the sake of the coastal regions' recovery and development, Karma planned to sell him for a good price. She also planned to send someone to properly investigate Noxus's internal intelligence when returning Swain. At this stage, that person was Faen.
On the other hand, the Harrowing on the Shadow Isles was about to begin again, and Nilah had already arrived in Bilgewater looking for Faen. Whether for Sarah or Nilah, Faen would have to make a trip to Bilgewater soon.
In every sense, each sex party was not only a process for Faen and the girls to exchange feelings and enjoy themselves together, but also a time for the girls to share information with each other, help one another, and report on regional situations to Faen. It was just that, most of the time, these official matters were handled concurrently with Faen's debauched private life.
But it couldn't be helped. Especially with someone like Caitlyn, a seemingly calm, wise, elite career woman. Seeing her completely breathless and losing control while being fucked, yet forcing herself to calmly relay the news of her region and the help she needed—this contrast between public and private, this sense of immorality, was simply fantastic.
To catch up with the impending matters faster, the current Faen also decided to accelerate his "conquest" progress. Of course, this "conquest progress" didn't refer to easily handled matters like resolving the conflict between Ionians and Vastaya, or dealing with the issues of Primal Essence and the withering of natural magic. It meant accelerating the conquest of those female Champions Faen deeply cared about.
Of course, if you were to ask whether this counted as "official business," Faen believed it absolutely did. After all, Soraka herself had said it: Faen would experience massive amounts of joy during his orgies and deflowerings. And as he shared this joy with these girls, the corruption of Ashlesh would noticeably decrease and recede. Therefore, the fact that Faen had to do this was all Ashlesh's fucking fault.
And the method to accelerate the conquest was also very simple: just broadcast the Joy Factor through the air and be done with it.
Case in point, Xayah had been taking in the Joy Factor ever since she launched her attack on Faen. Now, with her breathing accelerated, her intake speed had also increased. As she pondered internally, even Xayah herself hadn't realized that the hostility in her heart toward Faen was dissipating and crumbling at an astonishing speed.
This process didn't directly increase Xayah's affection for Faen. Instead, it vitalized Xayah's perception, actually making her senses toward certain things sharper. Just like now, after Faen explained his reasons, the look of utter disgust and rejection in Xayah's eyes began to rapidly fade. By the end, although she still retained some instinctive guardedness, she no longer looked at him as if he were her mortal enemy like before.
However, long-standing preconceptions still made it difficult for Xayah to easily trust Faen, a foreign human. But considering that what Faen said was exactly what natural magic was currently experiencing, Xayah remained silent for a moment before feigning indifference and saying, "Who knows if what you're saying is true or false? Unless you can provide further proof, don't even think about getting any information out of me!"
"That is truly heartbreaking," Faen shook his head upon hearing Xayah's words. But this so-called "heartbreak" was just lip service. From beginning to end, even while saying he was heartbroken, Faen's face didn't show the slightest trace of minding it. He merely said peacefully, "But it's not incomprehensible. After all, you have nothing left to lose."