Demacia

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In the grandest theater in Demacia's capital city on the continent of Valoran, the theater was packed to capacity.

"Sorry I'm late!"

Ignoring the angry stares of those around him, Su Li rushed over and sat down in an empty seat.

A graceful noblewoman raised a silk handkerchief from Ionia, covering her mouth and nose in disgust.

"Where did this wild child come from? He has no manners whatsoever."

Su Li scratched his messy short hair, showing no shame, even whistling, his eyes fixed on the wide neckline of the noblewoman's evening gown, revealing a patch of snow-white flesh. He could even see the edge of her bright yellow bra and the rosy areola.

"You…"

The noblewoman quickly pulled her clothes tighter, her eyebrows furrowing, about to erupt in anger, but fortunately, a stern-faced man pulled Su Li back in time, preventing a scene of shrewish cursing.

"You're still the same old you, almost late even for Lady Sona's concert." Garen, the newly promoted swordsman captain of the Kingdom's elite vanguard, known in the army for his cold and ruthless nature, was now clinging to Su Li's shoulder like a street thug.

Su Li rolled his eyes: "It's alright, Jarvan didn't come either, did he?" "Sorry, everyone, I'm late."

A cheerful voice rang out behind Su Li as soon as he finished speaking.

Turning around, he saw the Kingdom's current Crown Prince, Jarvan IV, standing behind them.

The prince, much more mature than before, was giving a slight nod to the nobles in the theater. His handsome face and noble lineage caused many of the noble ladies to blush and breathe heavily.

However, for the men, the most attractive thing was the woman beside the prince.

Her long, blood-red hair was piled up behind her head, her cold features were deep and exquisite, exuding a heroic air. A wine-red evening gown made of fine Ionian silk hugged her strong and beautiful body.

A single glance from her sharp eyes would cause the gentlemen who coveted her body to unconsciously avert their gazes.

She was like a blazing flame.

Su Li felt that the clothes covering this heroic beauty's body should not be a backless evening gown for men to admire and amuse themselves, but rather steel armor.

This rouge horse could only reveal her full charm when galloping across the battlefield.

"This is Shyvana, my friend."

Just as Su Li was already fantasizing about pinning the rouge horse down and wantonly playing with and manipulating her, Jarvan IV's introduction timely pulled him back to reality.

"These two are the friends I mentioned to you, from my student days." The Royal Military Academy of Demacia, the three's alma mater.

"Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you."

A polite smile appeared on Shyvana's icy face as she extended her delicate hand.

Su Li briefly touched her hand before immediately releasing it.

However, that fleeting contact, the smooth, warm touch of her skin, still left Su Li somewhat mesmerized.

The four took their seats, awaiting Master Sona's performance. During this time, Garen and Jarvan IV chatted enthusiastically about their experiences in the military over the past few years. Su Li occasionally responded, but his attention remained focused on the poised and elegant beauty.

Fortunately, he concealed it well enough that Jarvan IV didn't notice.

"Hey, Su Li, are you still working on that human enhancement drug research?" Garen suddenly asked.

"Yeah," Su Li nodded.

Garen bluntly said, "If you ask me, you shouldn't waste your time. It's been three years since you graduated, and you haven't produced any results."

"Why don't you join the army and be my or Jarvan's advisor? With your intelligence, you're sure to make a name for yourself."

"I want to persevere a little longer. If it really doesn't work out, I'll come to you." Su Li smiled, but his mood instantly darkened.

His father was Ionia, and with his superhuman martial arts skills, he became King Jarvan III's bodyguard.

In an assassination attempt, he died protecting the king.

He was hailed as a hero, and his deeds were celebrated throughout the kingdom.

Su Li and his mother, as descendants of a hero, received the treatment they deserved: basic expenses were all provided by the state, they studied for free at Demacia's highest institution of learning, and after graduation, they joined the army directly as sergeants… But, just thinking that all of this was earned with his father's life, Su Li felt a pang of pain.

Why is everything we earned with our lives something you were born with, something you can even casually bestow upon others?

Having been an orphan since childhood, Su Li was precocious and understood things clearly.

Even if he joined the army and achieved outstanding merit, he could never become a nobleman in the ruling class.

The power structure was like a pyramid, with a small number of nobles at the top who controlled most of the resources, while a vast number of poor people struggled to support them at the bottom.

Demacia, a nation established for a hundred years, claimed to be enlightened, fair, and just, but its upper echelons were already corrupt.

The large number of nobles had distorted the pyramid, and this distorted pyramid would one day be overturned by its foundation.

Even if Su Li clung to Jarvan IV's coattails and became a nobleman, it would only hasten Demacia's demise.

In comparison, Noxus, with its meritocracy of rising and the incompetent falling, seemed better.

Unfortunately, Emperor Darkwill of Noxus was old, and his obsession with immortality made him weak and extreme; he would be overthrown sooner or later, and then Noxus would likely face another bloodbath.

Thinking about the future gave Su Li a headache again. He quickly got up to say goodbye and went to the restroom to wash his face and clear his head.

"There's some merit to Piltover's technology."

Looking at the clear water flowing from the tap, Su Li nodded.

However, magic was forbidden in Demacia, and the so-called Piltover technology was just a collection of simple mechanical creations.

The essence of Piltover technology, Hextech, a fusion of magic and technology, was absolutely nowhere to be found in Demacia.

Su Li longed for this kind of knowledge, but unfortunately, he was born in a backward country.

After wiping his hands, Su Li hurried to his theater seat.

Tickets for Sona's master concert were extremely hard to come by; if Garen hadn't invited him, he wouldn't have been able to afford those expensive things.

"Ah... um... gentler... oh..."

Just as he passed a storage room, a soft moan came from inside.

The woman's soft, seductive voice made Su Li's heart flutter like it was being scratched by a cat.

He hadn't been with a woman for a long time because of his research on body enhancement agents.

Normally it wouldn't have been a problem, but the alluring attire of the wealthy woman, coupled with the wanton moans of the woman in the storeroom, instantly aroused Su Li, making his body burn with desire.

He decided to go and see.

Perhaps because Master Sona's performance was imminent, and everyone was waiting to listen, the eager young couple didn't expect anyone to come at this time, and the door wasn't closed tightly.

Through the crack in the door, Su Li saw two naked bodies embracing, both with heads of golden hair.

However, because the two were kissing, Su Li couldn't see their faces clearly.

But this didn't stop him from appreciating the beautiful scene.

The girl's long, slender legs were wrapped tightly around the man's waist. Crystal high-heeled sandals hung on her delicate, rounded feet, slapping against her exquisite arches with each thrust. Her

toes, encased in flesh-colored pantyhose, curled, revealing her helplessness and endurance. If her mouth hadn't been gagged, her moans would probably have been heard throughout the entire theater.

With each thrust, the two reached a small climax together.

"Ah... I'm coming..."

The girl's graceful upper body arched back sharply, her full breasts thrusting high, her long, golden hair clinging to her rosy face.

At this moment, Su Li finally saw the true face of this wanton girl. She was Lux, the eldest daughter of the Crownguard family, Garen's younger sister!

"If Garen saw this, he'd probably be furious, wouldn't he?" Knowing that the lustful girl before him, experiencing multiple orgasms, was actually his friend's sister, the proud young lady Lux, Su Li felt even more excited.

He pulled out a memory crystal from his pocket, recording the lewd scene before him.

This kind of magic crystal, which had no offensive power, was one of the few usable magical items in the Demacian capital.

In the storeroom, the two, after a short rest, resumed their battle.

The blond man gripped Lux's slender waist, positioning the semi-conscious beauty like a submissive dog on the table, her round, pert buttocks raised high, the flesh-colored pantyhose at the tip of her buttocks soaked.

The proud young lady's eyes were glazed, her head tilted as she giggled, her red lips unconsciously pursing a strand of blond hair.

From Su Li's perspective, Lux's flesh-colored pantyhose had been torn open at the crotch, her white silk panties ripped and thrown aside, her neat black pubic hair and wet, pink vulva opening and closing repeatedly, both cute and lewd.

The man adjusted his position, his twenty-centimeter-long penis swung, and then the young lady's juices flowed straight into him.

Su Li clicked his tongue in admiration, looking at his own thirty-centimeter-long penis, secretly lamenting that he had no use for it.

Lux's breasts pressed against the cold, rough tabletop, flattened and constantly rubbed. Her red lips parted slightly, escaping her lips in an alluring voice.

"Ezreal... good brother... be gentle... I can't... I can't take it... ah... I can't take it anymore..."

The man was actually the famous explorer Ezreal?

Su Li was astonished; this was even more surprising than the woman being the young lady Lux.

"Come on... baby, plug your own hole in the back..." Ezreal said breathlessly, while simultaneously thrusting violently.

"Ugh... ahhh..."

Lux's almond-shaped eyes widened, her juices seemingly about to overflow, only able to utter faint sounds from her throat.

Even so, she trembled as she reached out her small hand, brushing it towards her pert buttocks, a slender middle finger tapping her anus.

Immediately afterward, an extremely concentrated beam of light appeared in her hand, gently inserted into her pink anus.

"Ugh!" Lux's gentle brows furrowed, her expression a mixture of pleasure and pain.

The beam of light slowly entered the beauty's anus, the intense light extending from her buttocks to her lower abdomen, illuminating her flesh. Combined with her writhing movements as she was being fucked, the scene was indescribably beautiful and alluring.

*Slap slap slap!

* Ezreal's face flushed red from the stimulation, veins bulging on his cheeks, and he thrust even harder into the beauty's buttocks.

However, Su Li had lost all interest in appreciating the scene before him. He stared blankly at the white light rod Lux had inserted into her anus.

After a long while, he murmured, "That's... magic..."

The Crownguard family's young lady could use magic; if word got out, Su Li could imagine the uproar it would cause.

His good brother Garen, that haughty young lady who was like a girl next door, would suffer the most terrifying punishment imaginable, and Jarvan IV would likely be implicated as well, stripped of his crown prince position… “Who’s there?”

Suddenly, Ezreal shouted, startled by Su Li’s voice.

However, he didn’t rush out.

His shout had also startled Lux, whose lower body suddenly contracted excitedly.

Reason told Ezreal to grab the person quickly, but the pleasure from his lower body made him honestly stay where he was.

Indeed, men are animals driven by their lower bodies.

However, Lux suppressed her impulse and acted.

She swiftly pulled the light stick from her anus and flung it out.

The light, seemingly still carrying the fragrance and fluids of the beauty, wrapped around Su Li’s ankle, causing him to stumble as he tried to escape.

Because the light stick was pulled out so quickly, it stimulated the beauty’s anus again, causing her lower body to contract even faster.

Ezreal couldn’t hold back and ejaculated, and the two reached another climax.

Without a moment's rest, Ezreal, his face grim, quickly dragged Su Li into the storage room.

Lux, already dressed in her pink dress piled around her waist, had transformed back into the haughty heiress of the Crownguard family. Only a puddle of semen on the table and the damp stains on her dress and stockings proved the lewd scene from before wasn't a hallucination.

Seeing her brother's friend, Lux was shocked, her almond-shaped eyes widening, brimming with tears, as if she might burst into sobs at any moment.

"Wh...how could it be you!" Lux's face flushed crimson, overwhelmed with shame.

"I was surprised too," Su Li shrugged.

Compared to Lux, Ezreal was far less patient.

His handsome face remained impassive, and without a word, he abruptly picked up a stool and smashed it over Su Li's head.

Bang!

Su Li felt a sharp pain in the back of her head and lost consciousness.

Ezreal didn't stop, continuing to smash Su Li's head, venting his pent-up anger.

When Lux came to her senses and pulled him away, Su Li's head was a bloody mess, and his breathing was extremely weak.

"Are you crazy? This is my friend!" Lux shouted excitedly.

Ezreal said with a stern face, "Who knows how long he was spying? He might have seen you casting magic too!"

Lux's excited expression faltered, and she whispered, "Then... what do we do?" "Kill him!"

Ezreal said decisively.

Lux immediately rejected the idea: "No way!"

"He's saying the best way."

At this moment, a steady and clear voice came from outside the storeroom.

The door opened, and Garen and Jarvan IV walked in.

Lux shrank back shyly, trying her best to cover her skirt, which was soaked with her juices, revealing her half-exposed white body.

Garen glared at the two of them: "What exactly happened? Tell me everything from beginning to end!" Lux had no choice but to tell the story in a low voice. Although it was largely omitted, it still made the beauty blush with shame.

Garen and Jarvan IV, both grown men, bowed slightly.

"Sigh! Letting Suri disappear is probably the best solution..." After a long silence, Garen sighed. He dared not gamble on letting anyone know his sister's secret, not even his best brother.

However, all four present knew that disappearance meant death!

Only the dead can truly disappear forever, never to return.

"You two go first, I'll handle things here."

Hearing Jarvan IV's words, a man and a woman helped each other away in a disheveled state.

"Clap clap!"

Jarvan IV clapped his hands twice, and two figures emerged from the shadows.

The Crown Prince's personal guard, assassins trained by the Shadow Stream Cult.

"Take him to the mass grave and bury him. Remember, I want anyone who finds the body to be completely unrecognizable." Jarvan IV's gaze was cold and devoid of warmth.

[The End]

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