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

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While describing Osilesh's story to Zeli, Fan was actually organizing the information about Osilesh in his mind.

During Zeli's rest, Fane also became more or less aware of what kind of ability Osiris had given him.

Happiness—the more happiness you have, the greater your power.

As he shattered the bounty hunter who called himself the Crusher with a single punch, Fane felt a slight increase in his power, mingling with the joy of victory. However, according to Fane's perception, this kind of happiness wasn't simply useful in itself. Happiness requires comparison, and continuous happiness raises the threshold for its effectiveness. And according to Fane's tests, the most effective way was through happiness generated 'from oneself'.

Either make yourself happier, or make more and more people happy because of you.

Given that under the influence of the Curse of Osiris, Farn can transform almost all emotions into pleasure, it can be said that any stimulus—whether pain or despair—can produce an equivalent pleasure under the influence of Osiris. Based on this, stimulation beyond the senses is also one of Osiris's powers.

Demons are neither good nor evil; they are simply true to their own nature.

With his clear reason, Farn has no intention of trying the path of sensory stimulation... Back then, Osiris was sealed away for thousands of years because he got carried away and tried to reach out to the Immortal Realm. With such a precedent, continuing to try the ultimate stimulation would be just plain crazy.

In other words, to alleviate the mental effects of the Osiris Curse, one must do things that bring joy, and in the process, one can become stronger.

While he was thinking about this, Fane on the other side explained the ancient legends about Osiris, how he met Nera, and how he received Osiris's blessing.

Thanks to his training in Ionia, Fain's oratory skills were quite outstanding. Combined with the body movements of a war dancer, even Zeli, who had not received much cultural education since childhood but grew up in the Zaunian backwater and was also not very knowledgeable, was completely stunned by Fain's vivid storytelling. Her eyes were fixed on Fain's hands as they moved, and the two little buns on her head bounced back and forth.

"Finally, I was swept by the seawater into the sewage pipes of Zaun. I had just climbed out when I met you."

After hearing Faen finish his story, Zeli belatedly nodded, but then a deep sense of doubt appeared in her eyes: "Although your story is great, but... you're not going to ask me for money next, and then say that you'll appoint me as the high priest once the sect is established, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Faen chuckled and said, "Huh? Is Zaun this advanced?"

Upon hearing Faen's words, Zeli looked around, then, clutching her stomach, walked with difficulty to the doormat by the room, touched it, and quickly returned with a flyer, handing it to Faen.

He took the flyer, which boldly proclaimed, 'I am Azir, the last emperor of the Shurima Empire. Xerath betrayed me, but I am not dead; I am merely imprisoned beneath an altar. Mail the essence to the designated account, and when Shurima is restored, I will bestow upon you the title of princess's consort!'

Putting aside the question of whether Azir was actually the one who wrote the flyers, everything else is actually true!

Seeing Fan's enthusiastic expression, and considering that Fan claimed to be a country bumpkin from the isolated Ionia, Zeli also warned, "Don't believe it! These flyers are everywhere along the Sun Gate route of the Upper City. I heard yesterday that someone was scammed out of more than a hundred essences."

Essence is one of the universal trade items in Runeterra, serving as the region's international hard currency, similar to precious metals. However, different regions have their own currencies. Even the pirates of Bilgewater have their own Gold Serpent and Silver Serpent coins.

Setting the flyer aside and meeting Zeli's gaze, Faen continued, "You seem to have something else you want to ask. Ask it all at once so I can answer it all at once."

“Alright.” Hearing Fan’s words, Zeli nodded readily and then said, “How did you know me? I don’t think I’ve seen you before. And you said this is your first time outside of Ionia, so… why did you recognize me at a glance? We don’t know each other, do we?”

“Because I have an innate ability to see fragments of the future,” Farn said. “These fragments of the future are not connected; sometimes they are even things that happened in the past—like Osilesh, whom I just mentioned. And in these fragments, I saw your message.”

"Ze Li, a girl born in Zaun, possesses innate electrical magic that fluctuates with her emotions. However, instead of using this ability for evil, she wants to help the people of her neighborhood fight against the evil tyranny of the alchemical barons—"

As he spoke, Faen gave Zeli a thumbs-up with a grin: "You have a kind heart, I like it very much!"

"Huh? Is that so? Hehe... Actually, it's not that great..." Hearing someone praise what she was secretly doing for the first time, Zeli was a little flattered and scratched her head, showing an embarrassed expression.

But Zeli quickly shook her head and said, "No, no! Compared to that, wouldn't you be like a legendary prophet? Able to know about the past and the future!"

"I guess so, but they are just fragments after all, so I'm not really sure what will happen or when it will happen. On the contrary, because of these things in the future, I've been constantly hesitant and fearful."

As he spoke, Faen stretched his body a couple of times and said, "Now that I'm under the curse of happiness, I actually feel much better mentally. You know, before, when I was relieving myofascial pressure for Irelia... that is, my junior sister, she said I was always gloomy and didn't seem like a warrior who could dance with such life-giving rhythm."

"Is that so?"

Nodding thoughtfully, Zeli looked at Fan and said somewhat embarrassedly, "But...but you know, it still sounds hard to believe you're telling the truth. After all...a prophet, right? I believe you're a good person, but being both a demon and a prophet..."

Seeing Zeli's somewhat embarrassed expression, Faen stroked his chin, then clapped his hands and said, "Well then, I'll make you happy."

"Uh... have some fun?" Upon hearing this, Zeli blinked hesitantly, then cautiously asked, "The fun you're talking about... isn't it something bad, is it?"

"No, it's just a simple feeling of happiness."

Hearing Zeli's concerns, Fain shook his head, then gathered the power of Osiris within his body at his fingertips and said, "Open your mouth."

"Oh, ah." Although she didn't know what Fan was going to do, Zeli opened her mouth. But then, before Zeli could react, Fan put his finger into Zeli's mouth.

"Huh? Waaah!" Sensing something was wrong, Zeli instinctively tried to resist, but before she could make a move, Fan said from the side, "Don't worry, don't be nervous. The power of Osiris resides in the flowing water. My blood can transmit this power. Feel it carefully, and you will soon understand the 'pleasure' I'm talking about."

After hearing Faen's explanation, Zeli still had doubts, but considering that Faen had saved her and hadn't done anything out of line during their conversation, Zeli forced herself to endure the discomfort in her mouth, closed her eyes, and let Faen transfer blood.

3. Treatment is of utmost importance

It was described as blood, but it wasn't actually red; it was just pale yellow plasma. Normally, this plasma needed to be separated into a clear liquid using a centrifuge, but Ausilish's blessing allowed Farn to freely manipulate water. While water in nature might be limited by things like mental power, Farn could essentially control the contents of his own body as if they were his own limbs.

To speed up absorption, Fan used his fingers to stir Zeli's tongue, trying to spread the pale yellow blood plasma evenly. Although she felt a bit uncomfortable, Zeli forcibly suppressed her inner resistance—fortunately, Fan's appearance was quite acceptable; he looked sunny and cheerful, not like a bad person. After all, putting one's hand into one's mouth requires a completely different mental preparation compared to having long, clean fingers versus wrinkled fingers with black dirt under their nails.

It didn't linger for long, because soon Zeli felt a strange, inexplicable emotion welling up inside her. It was an inexplicable emotion, a strange happiness, like a castle in the air, making Zeli feel extremely happy, but this happiness had no foundation, leaving her feeling empty despite the comfort.

It's like... the emptiness and regret that arise in your heart after you've finished masturbating?

Unfortunately, she was still a young girl, and Zeli couldn't understand what this feeling was like. She only knew that this strange feeling made her body extremely excited, and that unreleased vitality quickly caused a layer of mist to cover Zeli's bright and energetic eyes.

Zeli wanted to ask Fan what this strange feeling was, but with Fan's finger still in her mouth, she could only whimper and occasionally swallow to indicate that she was very uncomfortable.

Farn didn't stop immediately. Instead, he used his finger to pull Zeli's little tongue and examined it carefully. After confirming that the blood plasma and the pleasure of Osiris within it had been completely absorbed, he nodded and released Zeli's tongue.

“Actually, this is also my first time using it on outsiders, so I still need to be careful,” Farn explained.

But Zeli had no time to respond to Faen. An inexplicable joy kept assaulting Zeli's senses. This unprovoked vitality made Zeli want to do something to truly make herself happy, or rather, to find the cause of this joy, to give the foundation to the castle in the air, and to find the cause of the effect.

"No, no, no, I feel what you're describing, but something feels off!"

The intense joy brought vitality to her life. Zeli could feel her senses becoming exceptionally active, as if her nerves had broken through the limitations of her skin and spread throughout the space. Even the colors in her vision became exceptionally vibrant and beautiful. However, this activity and joy also made Zeli, who didn't know what to do, feel an irresistible urge to release it. Yet, she didn't know how to do it, so Zeli could only roll around on the bed, hugging her pillow.

Seeing this, Farn said, "Since you just woke up and haven't found the reason for your happiness yet, go wash your face first. The feeling of waking up should alleviate this feeling to some extent."

"That makes sense! I need to use the restroom too!"

Upon hearing this, Zeli snapped out of her daze and, disregarding her injuries, excitedly ran into the bathroom.

Having slept soundly all night, Zeli stayed a little longer than usual. But soon, screams of terror echoed from the bathroom again.

Looking towards the bathroom door, after a moment, Zeli cautiously opened it, swallowed hard, and hesitantly asked, "Who changed my pants...?"

"I."

"...Those...those furry things?"

“Me.” Farn held up his hand and made a peace sign—or rather, a scissor gesture as if cutting.

"Your stomach is covered in blood. If it's not cleaned up properly, we can't apply any medicine, and it could easily cause an infection."

"You even washed it?!" Zeli's eyes widened in shock. "Then did you scrub it too? And how can you be so nonchalant about it?!"

Farn simply shrugged and said helplessly, "When your life is at stake, who has time to think about so much? Besides, apart from applying medicine, I absolutely did nothing out of line. You can check if you don't believe me."

Seeing Fan's helpless expression, and glancing at her own pants, Zeli sensed something was amiss. But being a young girl, she didn't know how to express herself to Fan, who looked so helpless. In the end, she could only sullenly close the door, quickly wash up with the sound of running water, and then walk out, saying in a dejected tone:

Anyway... thanks.

Look at that twisted expression, her little mouth is pouting to the sky, just like a mute person who has eaten bitter medicine.

Farn also said, "You were seriously injured at the time; it wasn't the time to be thinking about those kinds of things."

"I know, that's why I thanked you." Zeli propped her smooth little face up with her hand, looking both adorable and incredibly sullen.

"But I can't just sit here and laugh like an idiot when something like this suddenly happens, can I?... Wait a minute."

As they were talking, Zeli seemed to realize something, carefully felt around, and then reached out to touch and press her stomach, saying with delight:

"Strange! Not only am I no longer in pain, but my wound doesn't hurt either!"

With a touch of curiosity, Zeli twisted and turned her body, her face filled with surprise and delight.

The girl clearly remembered that when she first entered the bathroom, her wound was still throbbing, and a sudden, unintentional touch would cause excruciating pain. But now…

Mustering her courage, Zeli pressed it, and to her surprise, she found that she couldn't feel anything at all when she touched the wound!

The bandage around the waist was loosened, and the previously very noticeable scar had now completely healed. As the bandage loosened, the scabs on it also fell off, revealing light pink new flesh.

"What's going on?" Zeli looked at Faen with curiosity.

Farn explained, "Because of happiness."

"Happiness?" Upon hearing this, Zeli's face showed a hint of surprise: "Happiness can have this effect?"

“Of course,” Farn said.

"Humans are often controlled by hormones. When we are in a good mood, our bodies release substances like endorphins and dopamine, which can relieve pain, boost immunity, and accelerate metabolism. Our muscles also grow faster. Conversely, if we are in a bad mood, wounds will heal much more slowly."

"Wait, something's not right!" Zeli noticed the blind spot.

“If that’s the case…that doesn’t make sense!” Zeli said suspiciously. “I was clearly terrified just now! I wasn’t happy at all! Don’t slander me!”

"Osirius's blessing can ultimately lead all emotional changes to happiness." Farn also expressed a sense of helplessness:

"This even includes the pain of self-harm and the intense sense of shame. For example, masochism and exhibitionism are special fetishes. You were just in a blessed state, but you couldn't find a reason to sustain this pleasure. Then you discovered something, and the intense mental stimulation turned into complete pleasure, so the physical recovery naturally became faster. And... when you're happy, the body secretes many things that it wouldn't normally secrete..."

Farn didn't continue speaking, but after a moment of silence, he pointed to Zeli's pants.

Looking down, Zeli, who had been so preoccupied with her fear, confusion, and screams, realized that the clean pants that Faen had changed her into were now soaked. And now, having realized it, Zeli could even feel the tender flesh there writhing happily, constantly secreting a slightly thick, clear fluid.

Although she was still a child, she was an adult after all. Seeing this, Zeli blushed and covered her face without saying a word before heading straight for the bathroom. But a moment later, she poked her head out and looked at Faen, humming, "Get me a pair of pants."

After giving an OK sign, Fain immediately went downstairs, bought a pair of tight-fitting jeans, and handed them to Zeli.

After changing for a moment, Zeli opened the door and adjusted her belt while looking at her long legs and perky buttocks that were bulging out of her pants. The lines were beautiful and smooth, and the vitality of the young girl was perfectly displayed. After confirming that there were no more leaks, Zeli breathed a sigh of relief.

But when she returned to her bedroom and saw Fain, Zeli still pouted, feeling a little wronged. It wasn't that she disliked him, but the series of events that had happened were clearly beyond Zeli's tolerance.

Zeli's current attitude towards Faen is that she definitely doesn't like him, let alone love him. But she also doesn't dislike him either; in fact, she has a slight fondness for him.

After all, who wouldn't dislike a handsome, honest, and cheerful guy? Moreover, based on the facts, Fain did save him, and what he did was very organized...

"Thanks," Zeli said dejectedly, "I'll give you the money later..."

“No need.” Farn shook his head, and under Zeli’s surprised gaze, he took out his wallet and handed it to Zeli: “I’ve always been using your money.”

Upon hearing this, Zeli took the empty wallet and, looking at his pitiful, thinner appearance, belatedly opened her mouth in surprise. But then she slapped her forehead and said, "I almost forgot you just arrived in Zaun yesterday... But thank you anyway. Do you have a place to stay? If not, you can rest at my secret base for a while."

Thinking about it, Zeli said somewhat embarrassedly, "But repaying you or anything like that... might not be possible for a while. Those alchemist barons seem to be getting impatient. That guy yesterday was the third bounty hunter I've encountered this week. I need to lay low for a while."

“It’s alright, I’ll help you,” Farn smiled.

"You'll help me? Uh... why would you help me?" Hearing this, Zeli was surprised, and then she said cautiously, "We... this is the first time we've met, right? Although I don't dislike you, isn't it a bit sudden that you've decided to help me? Well, I'm not refusing, I'm just a little curious."

“Because of Ossilash.” Fane sighed as well. “I am now deeply bound to Ossilash. My source of power is happiness, and it continues to generate endless happiness. The happiness I felt yesterday when I saved you was somewhat relieved, but it’s not enough. In fact, I can already feel this emptiness of happiness tearing at my consciousness.”

"I don't want to become like O'Hilish, a madman who gets carried away by extreme sensory stimulation and rushes to the sky when he's high. If I can't focus on quality, I can only focus on quantity. If I can make the people of Zaun happy and joyful, that large amount of happiness can also alleviate the negative impact of O'Hilish on me."

After a pause, Fane continued, "And even without Osiris's reasons... I still want to help you."

Looking into Zeli's eyes, Farn said earnestly, "You are doing the right thing. You are fighting for those who have no power to fight back. I hope there will be more people like you in this world."

"Huh? Is that so?" Zeli was flattered by Fan's words. She couldn't quite remember how many times Fan had praised her. But no matter how many times, Zeli always felt a sense of accomplishment and recognition spreading through her heart.

Even though she herself didn't know if what she was doing was right or wrong, or if anyone supported her, and she didn't even dare to go home... But now that she heard someone's approval, Zeli felt inexplicably excited, and felt that what she had done these past few days was worthwhile. Even the awkwardness that Faen had felt when he helped her clean the bloodstains from her wounds and shave her pubic hair had quietly lessened a lot.

While Zeli was quietly feeling happy, Faen on the other side could also clearly feel that his spiritual emptiness had been slightly relieved.

But Fan wasn't just saying that to ease his pain... After all, who wouldn't want more people like Zeli around them? If it were those disgusting ambitious people, Fan would rather silently endure the pain than say a word of flattery.

“Let’s go first!” Zeli packed her clothes, put on the slightly bulky and heavy wire armor, and said, “Let’s go to my secret base first, and then we can talk about what to do next.”

"Row."

Fain nodded, looking out at the streets of Zaun outside the hotel, his eyes filled with anticipation—this was his first time leaving Ionia, and he felt he should do something.

Zaun's environment is harsh and complex, but this also has one advantage: anyone willing to search can find the Protector's secret base. Especially for someone like Zeli with special abilities, even Fain hadn't anticipated that Zeli's secret base was the electrical conduit of an alchemy factory.

Using the electric sparks to open the door to the electrical conduit, Zeli proudly boasted with a grin, "This is a secret base I searched for a long time to find. Without my electric magic, even if others found it, they wouldn't know how to get in, let alone that I would actually hide here!"

4. Farn's Night Walk

"Impressive." Farn nodded in genuine praise.

In this environment filled with high-voltage current, it's hard to say what would have happened without Zeli leading the way.

On the other hand, Zeli is indeed a little genius.

After awakening his arc magic, he didn't undergo systematic training, relying entirely on self-experimentation. The fact that he was able to develop his own fighting style tailored to the Zaunian environment under these circumstances demonstrates his talent from any perspective.

Zeli is particularly skilled with her hands—her magical talent is linked to her emotions; when she's emotionally agitated, her destructive power increases, while her self-control decreases accordingly. To this end, Zeli created her circuit jacket and a device called a 'spark plug' from scrap metal found in Zaun's junkyard, used to absorb and store excess electricity.

For example, last night, when Zeli was desperately trying to escape, she released the electrical energy stored in the spark plug. If it weren't for Fain suddenly appearing at the alley exit, Zeli probably would have really gotten away.

Entering the secret base, the space inside wasn't very large, about twenty square meters. There was a small table, a bunch of circuits, wires, screwdrivers, pliers, and wrenches—the signs of work were very obvious; Zeli's current equipment was basically all handmade. The small bed was fairly clean, showing that it was regularly maintained.

Thinking this, Faen also glanced at the spark gun that Zeli had clipped to her waist.

Unlike the red-painted spark gun in the game, this spark gun is the color of cast iron and looks rather rough. According to Faen's guess, it was probably made by Zeli herself, and the craftsmanship is quite crude; it even malfunctions when exposed to water, rather than being made by her mother after Zeli returned home disheartened…