Setting aside how Old Pete's oyster business inexplicably boomed until demand far outstripped supply, on the other side, having heard the rumors about Faen and Nilah, Sarah sat in her office, her eyes sparkling with vibrant amusement as she looked at the two of them.
"Who would've thought, who would've thought." Looking at Faen and Nilah—who was wearing an expression that screamed 'Faen and I are the absolute best match in the world'—Sarah marveled and said:
"Although I guessed early on that it was only a matter of time before Nilah joined our sisterhood and became my darling's exclusive sex slave, I didn't expect it to happen this fast... No, I should say, in just a single night, Miss Nilah has already been completely broken and trained by my darling into this state."
Hearing Sarah's words, Nilah looked completely unbothered. She practically glued herself to Faen's body, hugging him tightly, and said with a face full of blissful smiles:
"Because I was naturally born to be Faen's property, both my mind and my body. The moment my darling plunged inside me, I realized that my nether regions were born purely to be used by Faen~"
As she said this, Nilah couldn't hold back her urges, pressing her face right up against Faen's crotch.
Smelling that incredibly rich, heavy male musk—which, even through his pants, was overwhelmingly potent to Joy Factor recipients like Nilah and Sarah—a look of greedy obsession and deep infatuation surfaced on her face.
Then, completely ignoring Sarah's presence in front of them, she hugged Faen's arm and begged: "Faen, Faen, our baby is hungry again! Hurry, let's pump some more nutrition inside for our baby!"
"Didn't you just eat this morning?"
Saying this, Faen pulled down his pants with a look of feigned helplessness.
Of course, although he voiced his helplessness verbally, in reality, the wicked smirk on Faen's face hadn't faded in the slightest from start to finish.
Watching Nilah kneel on the floor with her face buried between Faen's legs, deep-throating his massive cock all the way to the base with every single bob, a look of surprise flashed through Sarah's eyes. Curious, she walked around to the back of the pair. Scrutinizing Nilah's flat, toned lower belly, she said:
"Pump nutrition inside for the baby... what does that mean?! Don't tell me Nilah is already knocked up with a baby? Wasn't this your first night together? Did you really breed her pregnant on the very first shot?"
"Because... my womb was naturally born... to be Faen's... cum-dumpster."
Hearing Sarah's question, Nilah answered in broken gasps as she continued to swallow and suck his cock:
"So the moment he entered me, I already knew that my body belonged to Faen. And naturally, my body had long been fully prepared to welcome Faen's thick life essence."
"And then, being completely enveloped by Faen's intense love, getting pregnant was only a matter of course~"
Saying this, Nilah spat out Faen's cock. With a face full of maternal love, she stroked her lower belly and said tenderly:
"This cute little girl will definitely grow up surrounded by the doting love of her father, her mother, and her many aunties."
"Mmhmm, and once her body is strong enough, I'll have my darling push his massive cock deep inside to intimately bond with our little baby, feeding her the freshest, warmest cum right from the source since she's little."
"That way, by the time she's born, she can join me in enjoying the ultimate bliss of serving him together!"
Nilah spoke with wild excitement. Her face and her voice were both brimming with profound anticipation for her future life as a mother and sex slave.
Because of the difference in their life forms' hierarchy, her and Faen's child was absolutely destined to stand on a completely different starting line from ordinary humans right from birth. A more mature appearance, a much more powerful body, and far more refined magic were practically a guaranteed certainty.
And exactly because of this, Nilah didn't need to worry about the child's health at all. After all, when it came to nutrition, there was absolutely nothing in all of Runeterra that could compare to the pure, comprehensive, and perfect life essence that Faen produced and pumped deep inside her womb.
"That sounds so wonderful." Hearing this, Sarah rubbed her own flat tummy with a mix of envy and slight regret, saying:
"Even though every time I see him, or even just think about Faen, I get so wet I'm practically dripping a river... but no matter how many massive creampies Faen pumps into my womb, with my current physical constitution, I still don't have the qualifications to bear the Master's bloodline yet."
As she said this, Sarah slid her hand underneath her red dress and began to grope her soaking wet pussy.
Seeing that both girls were completely aroused and in heat, Faen didn't waste any time with words. Completely disregarding the fact that it was still mid-morning, he pinned both of them down on the spot and staged a wild, explicit orgy right there in the office.
By the time all of this was mostly taken care of, night had already fallen. Faen had originally planned to get some proper rest, and then later that night, summon those little sluts from Piltover over to play together and introduce them to Nilah. But just as Faen was preparing to contact them, he sensed a faint, almost imperceptible fluctuation transmitting from the spiritual realm.
As this ripple in the spiritual realm spread outward, Faen noticed that the corresponding area in the material realm produced a similar resonance.
Is that... Bandle City?
Thinking this, a contemplative look surfaced in Faen's eyes. He decided to put tonight's lustful orgy on hold. Instead, tracing the residual fluctuations in the spiritual realm, he stepped into the interstitial space between the spiritual and material realms.
Bandle City belonged neither strictly to the spiritual realm nor the material realm, yet it simultaneously possessed all the properties of both realms.
According to legends, upon arriving in Bandle City, any non-Yordle race would find all their senses highly amplified.
Everything visible within the city was radiantly colorful. The taste of its food and water would leave one intoxicated for years; a single taste was enough to be unforgettable for a lifetime. With warm, melting sunlight and endlessly flowing spring waters, every plant bore abundant fruit. It was the dream destination of all children and explorers across Runeterra.
However, more often than not, even survivors who had accidentally stumbled into Bandle City found it hard to agree with one another's accounts. Because even among those who had visited the city, their descriptions of Bandle City varied wildly and even directly contradicted each other.
The only thing that could be confirmed for certain was that Bandle City and its inhabitants possessed some sort of attribute that transcended time.
Because many humans who accidentally wandered in and luckily managed to walk out would age several years overnight—sometimes even over a dozen or several dozen years.
Let alone those poor souls who went in and never returned.
And right now—
"According to reliable intelligence, Captain Teemo, the Swift Scout of Bandle City's elite forces, has gone missing in action!" Holding her custom-made, commissioned hand-cannon, Tristana's small face was filled with grave seriousness:
"And now, based on my investigations! Squad Leader Teemo has been captured by evil slavers! His life is in imminent danger at any moment!"
"As Bandle City's most elite unit, we must swiftly and safely rescue our comrade!"