Hearing Zeri's inquiry, Janna nodded, then said: "Next, our minds just need to connect to complete the final blessing ritual."
"Eh?"
Hearing this, Zeri froze slightly, then said somewhat suspiciously: "Then just now, you and Faen..."
"You will also produce corresponding feelings." Janna nodded and stated the conjecture in Zeri's heart.
This made Zeri's expression somewhat weird. Glancing at Faen beside her, Zeri scratched her face and said: "For me... it's actually fine. Mainly Seraphine..."
Actually, when hearing Janna walk over, Seraphine had already frozen on the spot, lowering her head, almost stuffing her face into that bulging chest. And now, hearing Janna say this again, Seraphine gave a feeling like she had turned into a stone statue or wood carving. Stunned on the spot, almost losing all ability to react.
Until a moment later, Seraphine barely smiled and said: "I... for me... for the two cities to understand each other again, I think I should be able to endure it!"
Faen gave a thumbs up.
Reason told Faen this was wrong, making Seraphine feel difficult, and this behavior was also immoral, conflicting significantly with ethics and moral concepts. Although not a direct conflict, it was already seriously borderline. According to the style of pink software and websites starting with E, next should be unable to hold back, changing from borderline fantasy to real gun and live ammo frontal hard fuck.
But the little head didn't think so.
Romance of the Three Kingdoms says: "The Second Brother is invincible under heaven."
As a person who revered the ancient and deprecated the present, the little head won completely, and taught the big head a fierce lesson.
"Hey hey hey, don't you want to say something?" Zeri didn't have so many thoughts, poking Faen's ribs with her elbow and asking with a disgusted face: "I'm fine, but Little Seraphine hasn't experienced so much. Encountering this kind of problem now, shouldn't you express something?"
"I... I express deep sympathy." Faen looked at Seraphine apologetically. But before Seraphine could react, Zeri on the side couldn't help grabbing Faen's erect little tent directly, gritting her teeth somewhat helplessly: "Don't stick it up when apologizing for this kind of thing!"
"This is not something I can control; the Second Brother has his own judgment." Faen was helpless.
Looking at Faen apologizing to her with head held high and chest out, Seraphine also swallowed involuntarily—this was mainly because Zeri's behavior of self-execution through the window before produced a very intense impact on Seraphine. Even until now, Seraphine could still clearly recall the scene in her mind. Especially after taking the joy factor, and with Zeri right beside her.
Accompanied by the activation of ability, Seraphine could even feel some of Zeri's feelings through resonance...
Thinking, pursing her lips, Seraphine gritted her teeth and said: "I, I should be able to do it... no problem, I can do it! For Zaun and Piltover!"
Recalling the melody heard in Zaun during this period, Seraphine felt she should do something, instead of watching here and singing songs. Instead, she should do some visible things for the people of the two cities like Faen and Zeri.
Seeing this, Zeri on the side scratched her head, then glared at Faen viciously.
"Cheapened you..." While muttering softly, Zeri came to Janna asking somewhat curiously: "Then what should I do?"
Hearing Zeri's inquiry, Janna nodded, then extended her hand and said: "Very fast, also very simple. Don't resist, feel quietly, just follow my guidance."
While speaking, Janna's palm landed on top of Zeri's head. A moment later, a large amount of feelings from Janna began to submerge into Zeri's mind. This large amount of information flow made Zeri widen her eyes at once. Strong feelings on the spirit resonated with knowing the taste physically. Strong desire surged from the bottom of her heart, spreading to every corner of her body in a short time.
Goosebumps rose all over her body. Accompanied by subtle tremors and spasms, Zeri's eyes showed obvious daze, biting her silver teeth lightly, corners of her mouth already instinctively secreting slight saliva.
"This... this feeling... a bit strange!" Zeri said with difficulty while panting: "Why, why does it feel different from what I felt before!"
"Because your consciousness is resonating with mine, and your body has already produced strong desire in the waiting just now... no need to worry, this is harmless." Saying this, pausing, Janna added: "If you feel you really can't hold on, you can seek help from Faen."
Hearing this, Zeri looked at Faen. Feeling Zeri's gaze, Faen didn't speak, just silently thrust his hips to show the firepower.
Seeing this, Zeri only felt her saliva secreting constantly, throat and flower path also swallowing and contracting for a while. Not even starting the war with real guns and live ammo yet, she could already feel her flower house begin to descend, ready to accept bombing...
"Ahhh! No, I can't stand it!" While speaking, Zeri came to Faen with a face of abandoning herself to despair, squatting down, swallowing in big mouthfuls while saying indistinctly: "You guy! I feel you did it on purpose!"
Faen didn't speak, just outputting blindly—just now with Janna, Faen deliberately relaxed the gate for the ritual. In the end, although releasing a little energy, he accumulated more fire instead because Janna collapsed halfway.
Now having a new opportunity, and it was the old opponent Zeri whose depth he knew and who knew his length, Faen didn't hold back anymore, starting to show firepower right away.
In this process, Janna on the side came to Faen's side, stroking Zeri's head while putting her hand on Faen's broad back saying peacefully: "My ritual is completed, need to plant a mark?"
"Mark? What mark?" Faen said while moving: "Is it useful? How to do it?"
"No special function, just a spirit realm mark representing origin and context." Janna said: "Can be used to indicate one's origin and context in the spirit realm."
Hearing this, Faen remembered the mark icon formed by the demon tail in Evelynn's W skill—Faen also found this icon on The Solitary. Looking at it now, this should be Evelynn's mark.
Thinking this, Faen stroked towards the secret garden with his hand around Janna's perky buttocks, asking with interest: "Is the mark fixed or..."
"Decided by you." Feeling the big hand playing tricks under her, Janna didn't resist, just changing to a posture more convenient for Faen to tease as always and saying:
"Zeri and Seraphine are our God-Chosen, but on this basis, if in front of you, Zeri and I have no difference. Even with contract restrictions, I am still your kin and slave. Related marks also only need a thought to complete engraving."
Hearing this, Faen nodded, then concentrated on Janna's smooth hairless lower abdomen. Not long after, a pink joy mark began to appear on Janna's lower abdomen. Somewhat like a butterfly, somewhat like scales, corresponding to human organs under the body skin membrane.
"Bad taste!" Seeing the mark on Janna, Janna might have no reaction, but Zeri still rolled her eyes at Faen. Then she pulled out that thick, hard, long, hot baguette from the embassy, turned around obediently pouting that Peach Blossom Spring which had long flooded due to dam collapse, sticking it up, looking at Faen with a pitiful pleading expression.
Seeing this, Faen leaped on the horse raising the spear, striking straight at the Yellow Dragon. Getting tangible satisfaction, Zeri's face showed thick infatuation and greed.
Standing aside, watching Faen and Zeri who had started formal crossfire. Watching Zeri whose lower abdomen gradually emerged with a corresponding mark, showing an infatuated look, shaking melons and fruits wildly, juice spraying and water splashing, churning out thousands of silver threads with every in and out, her charming flesh seeming devoid of reason, like a living toy, Seraphine clamped her legs involuntarily.
In the spirit realm, Seraphine's perception also became sharper. This made the emotional melody Seraphine felt clearer than in the material realm. Combined with Janna walking slowly towards her, raising her hand ready to complete the final ritual with her...
Face flushing red, Seraphine panted constantly, until Janna's hand landed on top of her head, she still couldn't react in time.
Seeing this, Janna tilted her head, then asked peacefully: "You are nervous."
"I... yes, sorry. I am indeed a bit nervous." Feeling the peace in Janna's voice, Seraphine relaxed slightly, but overall was still nervous and excited.
To this, Janna said: "If very resistant, then don't perform the ritual. Otherwise it will lead to ritual failure, then the spiritual energy obtained from hunting demons before will be wasted."
Hearing this, Seraphine pursed her lips. Inner struggle instantly—seeing this, Zeri on the side wanted to encourage her sister.
Not encouraging Seraphine to be dissolute in front of Faen like her, just hoping Seraphine made her own choice. But just as Zeri opened her mouth, Faen thrust heavily. The instant impact from the flower house made Zeri's brain blank, limbs tremble, forgetting the words she wanted to say.
This was what Seraphine needed to face herself—any advice from anyone else, the result obtained in the end might contradict Seraphine's original intention.