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

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Thinking about it, Old Anka said with a sigh, "You have no idea how furious Spindlaw is right now. So much stuff was stolen from him in one go, and the whole ditch is full of their spies and lackeys. But your son-in-law has become famous too, the infamous 'Blue Demon.' But if you ask me, you still need to tell him to be careful. Recently, quite a few people have been eyeing him... and you know, not all the workers are on our side."

“And it’s just a simple looting of the vault…” Old Anka didn’t continue, because he knew that Shuona could understand that this was not a long-term solution and could easily become an excuse for the alchemist baron to deceive.

“That’s exactly what I don’t need to worry about the least.” Shuona raised an eyebrow, then handed the newly photocopied flyer to Old Anka and said, “It’s a gift from the little man Zeli brought back to Zaun. How much do you think it would cost to distribute it?”

"Distributing flyers? I'm good at that." Hearing this, Old Anka said with a grin, "I love doing these kinds of low-risk, stable jobs... Hmm?"

As they were talking, Old Anka glanced at the document, paused for a moment, and then fell silent for more than ten minutes.

After hesitating for a long time, Old Anka looked up in confusion: "Are you sure this was written by Qingmo?"

"It's not Blue Demon, it's called Faen. Besides, who do you think could write Zaun?" Shuona asked back, arms crossed.

Old Anka wasn't angry; instead, he nodded in agreement. After a moment of silence, he grabbed the flyer and said, "Leave this to me, it's free. But we'll have to wait a few days, until Qingmo's story gets going."

"Free? You can give it away for free? Even a miser would pluck feathers?" Shuona asked in surprise.

Old Anka scoffed, "What miser? I'm just risk-averse. Besides... I'm a Zaunite too, who doesn't want Zaun to be better?"

With that, Old Anka took the flyer and turned to leave, seemingly muttering something under his breath, but the volume was so low that only he could probably hear it.

Over the next few days, Shuona and Zeli continued to experiment in their newly established base, experimenting with how to perfectly utilize the energy within the Hextech Crystals using Zaun's technology. Meanwhile, Fain didn't stop his work; instead, he used Shuona and numerous intermediaries to visit factories one by one, discussing issues such as the wages, working conditions, and other matters concerning Zaun's slave laborers.

Gradually, the meaning of 'Azure Demon', which was originally just given because of the blue light generated when controlling water, also changed.

When the Azure Demon arrives, the Azure Sky will be there!

This sparked a united front among the alchemist barons, who began trying various methods to block contact between the workers and intermediaries, and started strict surveillance and censorship in the streets and alleys. In order to convey their pleas for help, after the first successful attempt, the other workers silently chose something that the alchemist barons could never take away—the sky.

As night falls, beams of light are projected from the hidden streets and alleys of Zaun toward the sky. The characters imprinted on the alchemical fumes can be easily pieced together to form the message to be conveyed.

While the alchemist barons were discussing how to smear Farn, on the other side...

"The Blue Demon has attacked three more factories in the past few days: the Wolfitin Robotics Factory, the Petroc Air Processing Center, and the Air Exchange Station."

One of his arms had been blown off by a bomb in an attack on Vanderbilt several years ago, and had been replaced with an alchemical prosthetic. Sevika walked calmly and listlessly into his office, slamming the Zaun Daily onto Hillko's desk.

“That guy is really energetic. He’s only been in Zaun for a week and he’s already turned the whole place upside down,” Savika said. “Now these Piltover Black Gloves are scared and want you, the great King of Zaun, to come up with a solution.”

Upon hearing this, Hilko's expression remained largely unchanged. He merely glanced at Sevika before calmly asking, "How did he attack?"

"It's still the same old trick: a frontal assault, slaughtering all the resistance fighters, opening the vault to distribute food, and finally packing up the rest to take away. But this tactic isn't working as well anymore, because the Alchemist Baron has also started transferring his assets to those private tunnels."

After a pause, Sevika shook her head: "But it's no use, since the transfer of assets also needs to be handled by those slave laborers. Unless they change locations every day, it's only a matter of time before the Blue Demon finds out."

"So they came to you to 'seek justice'."

Upon hearing this statement of upholding justice, Hilko remained silent, his face still calm. Instead, a cold laugh echoed from the rafters nearby.

Looking up, a sky-blue braid hung from the beam. Jinx, pale-skinned and with eyes filled with madness, casually scribbled on her hand with watercolors, saying:

"Upholding justice? Good heavens, they actually came to you to uphold justice! But I remember when they were dogs for the Uptowns, they weren't thinking about us... The rise of Zaun? Sounds good, but they're all just thinking about becoming Uptowns themselves... no, I should say becoming powerful members of the trading families."

Hearing Jinx's words, Hilko and Sevika didn't seem to care much. After all, they had known each other for so many years and were familiar with Jinx's personality.

Sensing their silence, Jinx suddenly sneered: "They are indeed unwilling to give up their assets in Zaun, but they are very willing to sell Zaun in exchange for assets in the upper city."

“Alright, Jinx, that’s enough.” Hilko shook her head and looked at Sevika: “That Blue Demon, how does the Alchemist Baron plan to deal with him?”

"We are prepared to further reduce workers' wages and benefits."

Sevika shrugged and said, "And their reasoning is quite sound, because every attack by the Blue Demons has precisely targeted their vaults. Whether it's effective or not is another matter, but I reckon quite a few fools will believe the Alchemist Baron's claims."

Upon hearing this, Hilko nodded.

Hilco knew that there were a lot of fools in this world—a great many.

Putting aside other matters, consider the workers who followed Qingmo into the vault. Even though Qingmo had told them to take only what they needed, or else it would be a recipe for disaster, a considerable number of impulsive fools still tried to take assets they couldn't possibly control.

Those who took what they carefully hid were the clever ones; the most foolish ones even started spending lavishly on classified information that very night, only to be found by the Alchemist Baron and made an example of. Not only did they die, but they also implicated a large number of others.

In this situation, it's not surprising that these selfish fools would blame their stupidity on the actions of the Azure Demon.

“Let’s make contact with Blue Demon.” After a moment of contemplation, Hilko said, “Let’s see what he’s thinking. If possible… tell him to keep a low profile. The chaos in Zaun isn’t just because of those so-called alchemist barons.”

“You can only call them traitors.” Jinx said with a smile, her legs dangling upside down from the beam. “Just like they only see you as a fool clinging to the past.”

Hilko ignored Jinx. Meanwhile, Sevika, after a moment of silence, said, "The Blue Demon's goal shouldn't be limited to attacking the alchemy factory and the Alchemist Baron's assets."

"Ok?"

Hilco raised an eyebrow—wasn't that right?

It wasn't that Hilcor was naive; rather, the Zaunian trenches were teeming with all sorts of gangs, and individuals or organizations like Fane who attacked alchemy factories were not uncommon. It's just that Fane avoided harming innocent bystanders and shared some of the profits with the workers.

Seeing this, Sevika also took out several flyers and placed them on the table in front of Hilko:

"This was found by my men this morning. It's said to have been written by Qingmo himself, and it also represents his purpose and philosophy."

"……idea?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Hilko's eyes. Although it sounded a bit strange, there were countless serial killers and terrorists in Zaun, but those with a clear ideology... were truly few and far between.

Meeting the surprise in Hilko's eyes, Sevika simply handed one of the portions to Jinx, who was standing nearby, and said coldly:

“I never went to school, but I think he’s right.”

Hilco simply watched without speaking, but his hand on the table clenched tighter and tighter as he read.

15. Excessive happiness

Hilko observed for a long time, much longer than Shuona and the others. This was because Hilko held a different position than Shuona and the others. As the nominal uncrowned king of Zaun, although Hilko had been largely sidelined due to the betrayal of the alchemical barons, the technology related to Glimmer remained firmly in his hands. This naturally placed Hilko in an invincible position—Glimmer was the core energy source for almost all alchemical technologies.

The higher you stand, the farther you can see, and the clearer and more comprehensive your view becomes.

As he was now, Hilko could clearly recognize the immense amount of information contained in the flyer before him.

“This is a methodology, the most suitable for Zaun, and even Piltover.” After a long silence, Hilko said, “The Alchemist Baron’s factories profit immensely by exploiting the blood and sweat of Zaun’s lowest-level laborers. Destroying these factories will only affect the Alchemist Baron’s profits, but it will directly cause the laborers to lose their jobs, forcing them to sign even harsher contracts and reduce their earnings…”

“But if what he said is true…” After a moment of silence, Hilco put down the flyer and shook his head.

"What's wrong? Is it not allowed?" Sevika raised an eyebrow.

“…He didn’t finish writing it.” Hilko said, pursing his lips. “Perhaps it’s because he doesn’t know enough about Zaun, or perhaps it’s because the solutions would be too radical. So he deliberately blurred or omitted many solutions that involved some deep-seated problems. But undeniably, he is a cautious person and did not make hasty conclusions about things he did not understand.”

"..." Hearing this, he fell silent. Then, Sevika sighed, frowned, and said, "I don't understand what you're saying. Just tell me if what he's saying is right or wrong."

“…” Glancing at Sevika, Hilko sighed helplessly, “He’s right, at least he’s the closest to being right among those who want to change Zaun.”

“We need to go help him,” Jinx’s voice came from the side.

Upon hearing Jinx's voice, Sevika and Hilko showed a hint of surprise. Unlike before, when Jinx's voice had carried a touch of madness, this time it was filled with calm, which surprised them.

Following the line of sight, Jinx appeared, having jumped down from the roof beam at some point. Wearing hot pants, her long, snow-white legs were perched on a chair. Her face was pale and sickly, but filled with a kind of decadent beauty, and her thoughts were written all over it.

Her eyes, which had previously been filled with a sickly intensity, were now calm. Looking at the flyer in her hand, Jinx said, biting her nails:

“He needs help. He doesn’t know the situation in Zaun. He doesn’t know he has many potential allies… We have to let him know… Haha~ Look what we’ve found! Sevika, Hilk! We’ve found hope, a faint hope that could be extinguished if we’re not careful! So we have to protect him.”

Jinx spoke while chewing on her nails. Hearing Jinx's words, sometimes sane and sometimes insane, didn't surprise Hilco and Sevika. That's just how Jinx is… she might seem crazy and unapproachable in everyday life, but when it comes to serious matters, especially those concerning Zaun and Piltover, she's always exceptionally reliable.

only……

Although they both wanted Zaun to rise again, the words that truly touched Hilario and Jinx were quite different.

"Make Piltover acknowledge Zaun's contributions to the construction of the Sun Gate, restore Zaun's rightful rights to the Sun Gate, and make due compensation for past mistakes." Watching quietly, Hilk's mind drifted to that chaotic night when he and his comrades stormed the Sun Gate Bridge, desperate to reclaim their rightful rights—a night they had failed.

“But no one will sacrifice in vain.” Hilko stared blankly, feeling the gunpowder smell lingering in his nostrils, his breathing becoming more and more rapid.

It wasn't until Sevika noticed something strange about Sylko's condition and injected a glimmer of light into Sylko's already blinded eye, which had turned a dark purple due to alchemical contamination, that Sylko finally awoke from his hallucinations. This clarity didn't dispel the illusions before Sylko's eyes… He saw many people: his friends, his companions, even his once closest brothers… "I won't be like you… I won't betray Zaun."

Hilko muttered to himself.

In contrast, Jinx didn't see much, nor did she perceive any grand narrative. She simply stared silently at the phrase, "Let Zaun rise, achieve common prosperity, let everyone live with dignity, and let every child grow up in hope and happiness."

Of all the lengthy discussions about Zaun's reforms, it was this most tedious, straightforward statement that resonated with Jinx the most. And what moved her wasn't that Fain was the first to say it, but that even with those methodologies in place, this so-called 'Blue Demon' was still willing to articulate it as the ultimate ideal.

And Safeka...

Well, Sevika's cultural level is limited.

But even with her limited education, Sevika had her own reasons for becoming Hilk's right-hand woman. Looking at Hilk muttering to himself, and then at Jinx whose expression shifted constantly as she stared at the flyer, Sevika shook her head and said, "Alright, tell me what to do next."

“Find him first,” Hilko said. “I need to have a serious talk with him.”

“I’m going to find him too.” Jinx stretched her neck a couple of times, then put her hands in her pockets and turned to walk towards the door.

"I have something I need to ask him about."

In contrast, several days had passed since the flyers were distributed, but Faen and his team were still as busy as ever.

Especially in equipment development.

For Zeli, weapons aren't simply about being functional. To perfectly unleash their full potential, these Hextech crystals need to be customized to Zeli's electric arcs. Furthermore, considering that the intensity of Zeli's arcs varies depending on her emotional state, the development of her equipment requires her to maintain a high emotional state for extended periods, ensuring the Hextech crystals' energy output remains stable and reliable across all her states.

This meant that Zeli had to take excessive amounts of "happy hormones" during this period. Although it didn't lower her immunity or affect her nervous system, the constant secretion of endorphins, dopamine, serotonin, adrenaline, and oxytocin, coupled with the fact that "happy hormones" themselves, as secretions of Faen's mental domain, deepened the user's feelings and attitudes towards Faen, resulted in a very noticeable change in Zeli during this time. Sometimes, even Shuona would marvel at how passionate young people were these days.

Especially today, in order to simulate the energy output of the Hextech Crystal when Zeli is exhausted, Zeli worked under prolonged mental stress after taking the Happy Factor. As the testing time continued to increase, the stress accumulated in Zeli's body also increased, and her desire for happiness became stronger and stronger.

In the end, before the test was even over, her mind was already in such disarray that she couldn't communicate properly. She just stared blankly at Fain and uttered incoherent nonsense that even Zeli's mother, Shuona, found shameful.

So, Faen took Zeli back to their small private room where they would rest that night.

Sitting on the bed in the bedroom, Faen was also rubbing Zeli's little head.

She swallowed the pleasure inhibitor whole; the hard, rough capsule shell triggered an instinctive swallowing reflex in Zeli's throat. Her mouth and esophagus rhythmically contracted and relaxed, constantly squeezing the liquid inside the capsule.

An aggressive, intense aura assaulted Zeli's senses through her nasal cavity and mouth, leaving her with a dazed look in her eyes. One hand kneaded the ping-pong ball that had hit her chin, while the other rubbed her swollen red bean.

As the inhibitor took effect, Zeli's body convulsed violently, accompanied by brief, rhythmic spasms, causing the already flowing soy milk to gush out.

"Waaaah! Ugh!!"

Seeing Zeli's unfocused gaze due to the side effects of the suppressant, Faen calmly took out the suppressant's delivery device. Although she didn't swallow it whole, the liquid had already been injected. Zeli covered her mouth and swallowed several times before letting out a sigh of relief. Then, under Faen's smiling gaze, she hummed twice, obediently raising her head and opening her mouth, showing Faen her clean oral cavity with her little tongue, indicating that she absolutely hadn't hidden the medicine in her mouth and secretly spat it out.

Seeing this, Faen nodded, then smiled and picked up Zeli, who was wearing a sports bra, and comforted her in his arms.

It's called soothing, but it's really just lingering afterward. Men are more concerned with the time they spend in the process and the climax at the very end. After the climax, they often fall into a long period of post-coital relaxation. In contrast, women, after experiencing the same process, will fall into a state of intense sensuality due to the excessive secretion of hormones.

Just like now, with her small body enveloped by Fan's massive frame, Zeli felt a sense of security from the inside out, but also let out a series of rapid breaths because of Fan's large hands that were constantly playing with and caressing her.

If it were just a hand, that would be one thing, but Zeli could also feel a hard, hot source slowly rubbing back and forth between her legs.

Caught between the narrow waterway entrances, with the enhanced perception of pleasure factors, Zeli could even feel the uneven surface of the inhibitor syringe and the surging heat.

The already precarious dam continued to leak liquid of irrational collapse; her breathing quickened, her face flushed, and her vision blurred. A powerful urge made Zeli involuntarily twist her waist, wanting to sit up immediately.

Compared to Zeli's emotional outburst, Fain said gently, "Are you ready?"

Upon hearing Faen's question, Zeli, whose eyes had been glazed over, regained her senses slightly, but then she swayed her hips even more reluctantly.

"But, but I want it now... No, I can't, we're not married yet... But, but we'll be together eventually... But I'm scared..."

Zeli breathed rapidly, sometimes following her desires and impulses, and sometimes straining her rationality to prevent herself from easily succumbing.

Seeing this, Farn also straightened up slightly.

"It's not too late to refuse now." Fan's voice rang in Zeli's ears, causing Zeli to involuntarily swallow and open her mouth several times, but each time she tried to speak, the words just got stuck in her throat and couldn't come out at all.

"Time is running out," Farn gently reminded him.

"Ugh... um..." Feeling Fan's large hand groping her mouth, Zeli struggled internally for a long time, but in the end, she could only say pitifully, "I'm scared..."

Towards the end, Zeli's voice became so faint it was almost inaudible unless you listened very carefully. Her ears, flushed with a blush, and her pretty, alluring face nestled deeply into Fain's arms, responding with her hot breath, but the timidity and worry in her eyes were unmistakable.

Sensing Zeli's lingering hesitation, Fain stepped back slightly with his spear, aiming at another weak point. He then gently pressed down.

"Wait!" Zeli exclaimed in surprise, then swallowed hard and whispered, "It's dirty there!"

"Then let's clean it up first."

As he spoke, Faen then manipulated the water to enter Zeli's body through her mouth. Soon after, amidst Zeli's exclamation, a large amount of metabolic waste was expelled and flew into the bathroom, disappearing without a trace.

"And now?" Farn asked.

"Hmph..." Zeli didn't speak, she just lowered her head and hummed.

He sensed Zeli's meaning—a flash of cold light appeared first, followed by a spear thrust out like a dragon!

Deeper inside, the narrow pipes were driven into thick wood, like forcing a 20mm screw into a 5mm nut. But before this intense pain could arise, it was completely transformed into unimaginable, ultimate pleasure under the influence of pleasure factors.

Even though she kept telling herself to hold back, to persevere, not to let Faen look down on her, and not to let Faen act like before, actively releasing his floodgates to take care of her..., thanks to the excellent matching mechanism, this was the first time that Zeli had experienced such a strong emotional impact.

Her snow-white neck was raised high, looking up at Fain's profile. Zeli's mouth opened and closed repeatedly, as if she were drowning and wanted to say something, but in the end it only turned into sobs and whimpers.

With her strength dwindling, Zeli felt like a lone boat in a storm. In the end, even her thoughts became intermittent due to the pleasurable transformation caused by the pleasure factor. She was held in Faen's arms like a delicate doll, and under the intense sensory impact, she could only rely on instinct to make some uncontrollable responses.