She's sexually frustrated.
Peeking through the gap and seeing Riven's suppressed state, Akali couldn't help but click her tongue.
Is Riven like this because of Teacher?... Probably not, right?
Akali thought to herself. In Akali's view, her teacher was a very righteous person. After all, her teacher was a powerful warrior who had earned the recognition of the Enlightened One, Karma, was bestowed with the Mark of the Twin Dragons, and used his powerful willpower to defeat ancient evil spirits from the Spirit Realm.
Even though Akali vehemently despised Ionian traditions, having grown up in this land that revered authority, it was absolutely impossible to say she didn't care about the opinions of her elders at all. After all, if she truly didn't care at all, she wouldn't have felt so disgusted and genuinely frustrated by certain things in the Kinkou Way.
With this in mind, Akali carefully got up and left without alerting Riven. Having witnessed Riven's heroic stance in battle up close during the operation in Fae'lor, Akali knew very well that this currently sexually frustrated woman actually possessed terrifying combat power. Setting everything else aside, just the Wind Slash she casually swung out during that battle could wipe out a massive swathe of enemies.
Moreover, it was somewhat different from the lore of the original timeline. In the original timeline, Riven's Wind Slash was the result of Elder Souma—Yasuo's master—assisting Riven in destroying her runic greatsword. When Elder Souma was killed by the shattering fragments, the wind technique he mastered—storm magic—infused into the sword's fragments, allowing Riven to unleash the Wind Slash.
But now, after Faen's "development," Riven's perception of her own abilities had become sharper and more intuitive. Although it looked like she was just swinging her sword to sweep out a storm, in reality, the shockwave Riven unleashed now was sharpness forged from spiritual power. It was fundamentally different from actual, literal wind—simply put, it was more powerful, had a larger area of effect, and could be unleashed frequently depending on her fighting spirit and the strength of her willpower.
It was only because the current Riven was mentally in a state of sexual frustration, and her heart still held trust in Faen's protective spells, leaving her no time to pay attention to anything else. Otherwise, with Akali's current capabilities, sneaking up, getting close, and quietly leaving without alerting Riven would be nearly impossible.
The next morning, returning from meditation, Faen slowly exhaled a breath of cloudy air. He opened his eyes, the lingering mental pressure from the Spirit Realm flashing briefly in those pitch-black irides before vanishing. Without saying much, Faen simply looked up at Sona, who was right in front of him.
Still deep in slumber, Sona possessed almost zero self-awareness of just how seductive her appearance was to men. Her flawless face rested on Faen's crossed legs, her graceful body lying unconsciously on its side in sleep. The two mounds of white softness on her chest were pressed into soft "dough cakes." Through the not-too-thick gauze dress, Faen could even see a faint pink blush around the edges of her cleavage.
As an experienced veteran, Faen wasn't going to have too much of a reaction just from a pink blush. Without having had any sex the previous day, his "lower house's" daily morning wood was even more majestic than usual. Normally, Faen would trouble Riven to help deal with this newly generated morning pressure, simultaneously solving Riven's breakfast problem by injecting fresh essence into her body, which was usually exhausted from being worked hard all night.
But considering the pressure he was about to face, the current Faen just shook his head. He gently moved Sona's face off his magnificent, monstrous meat, then woke the sleeping young girl.
After a simple breakfast, he could clearly feel that Riven's body must have accumulated quite a bit of pressure; her gaze toward him was full of resentment. However, Faen didn't pay it too much mind. After finishing breakfast, he got up and set out on the road with everyone else.
On the way, glancing at Riven, who was keeping watch at the very back, Akali spurred her horse and rode up beside Faen.
Looking at Sona—who was sitting in her teacher's lap as usual, her plump ass almost completely filling the space between his thighs—Akali felt it was a bit strange, but she didn't take it too much to heart. She just whispered to Faen, "Teacher, Miss Riven might have something on her mind."
"Riven? Something on her mind?" Hearing this, Faen paused slightly, then asked, "Did you notice something?"
Hearing Faen's question, Akali didn't answer immediately; she looked at Sona in Faen's arms instead. Seeing this, Faen used melody magic to give Sona a heads-up. After Sona nodded to indicate it was fine, he reached out and covered her ears.
Seeing this, Akali recounted the unexpected scene she had witnessed last night to Faen.
"Anyway... Miss Riven might have a lot of desires to take things a step further with you, Teacher. And judging by what I saw last night, this pressure has probably been building up for a while. The Spirit Realm in Oovi-Kat is even wilder, so I think it would be best if Teacher dealt with it beforehand."
Hearing this, Faen nodded in deep agreement. When they stopped to rest at noon, he called Riven over privately.
"...What is it?"
Following Faen alone into the woods, Riven looked at him somewhat coyly.
To this, Faen didn't rush to answer. He simply reached out and cast a concealment spell. Seeing this, Riven seemed to realize something and swallowed hard involuntarily. Meeting Riven's gaze, Faen then unbuckled his pants and said, "Nothing, just taking a leak."
Hearing Faen's words, Riven couldn't help but purse her lips. Her Adam's apple bobbed as she watched Faen pull out his monstrous meat—still in a semi-flaccid state—and turn his gaze toward her. The thoughts she had yesterday flashed through Riven's mind—No matter what, I absolutely have to teach Faen a lesson!
Thinking this, Riven let out a soft harrumph. She squatted down on the ground, spreading her legs wide to the sides. She pulled her panties to the side of her petals, then used her fingers to pry open her already dripping, lubricated little mouth.
She then looked up at Faen, her eyes full of indignation as she opened her mouth. She brought her other hand to her mouth, pulling the corner of her lips to open her oral cavity as wide as possible. In a slightly aggrieved, muffled voice, she said, "You're going to use that as a toilet?"
Watching Riven carry out the action despite her face full of indignation, a smile appeared on the corner of Faen's mouth. He unhurriedly grabbed Riven by the hair and began using her roughly.