"Zaun is really going to be independent."
Zaun, mid-level square. Silco looked at the footage broadcasted in the sky, his eyes full of excitement and complexity.
What excited him was that the Zaun independence he longed for had finally come. For Zaun to truly become independent, he didn't know how much effort he had put in the past. And when he could finally let Zaun move forward according to his will, he truly saw Piltover's power.
This sudden discovery made Silco feel suffocated for a time. For a long period, he couldn't sleep peacefully, because even if occasionally distracted, Vander's voice would come from Silco's ear, and Vander's gaze would emerge in his mind. Seemingly questioning him—is this what you want? Is this the Zaun independence you pursued?
Traitor.
A true, shameful traitor.
One thing after another. These things made Silco feel suffocated. To this end, when he first took over Zaun, for a long time, Silco needed to take in a large amount of Shimmer to boost his spirit, letting himself not think about those messy things, turning to make Zaun, which had slipped into the abyss, closer to the state of the Vander era as much as possible.
And now, successful, truly successful. No longer a false illusion like in the past.
"What we pursued, was realized so easily just like this..."
Soona on the side couldn't help but sigh with emotion as well.
Looking at Silco on the side, Soona also said with a complex face: "The problem Zaun faces is actually this simple... Whether it's pollution or the extortion of Chem-Barons, essentially it's weakness unable to contend with Piltover. And now, when those masters of Bluewind Manor also start to feel uneasy and in jeopardy, Zaun can usher in true prosperity and development."
"But they won't give up so easily." Nodding, Silco on the side still pondered: "Under the condition of rapid development, Piltover could harmoniously divide the cake together. But now, Zaun is independent, and the cake on the table is not enough."
Saying this, Silco sneered while saying: "Come on, let's see how Piltover dogs bite dogs. And wait until the big shots behind those families truly step in, then see how they prepare to deal with Zaun."
Hearing this, Soona was silent.
Piltover giving up dealing with Zaun now was because they needed to infight now. When Piltover's internal Gu-raising ended, then Zaun would be their new target.
In the final analysis, the Twin Cities were originally one body, whether in culture, economy, or other aspects. The two cities had already become an inseparable whole. Even if there were cracks on the surface of the material realm, in the spirit realm, these two cities were still tightly tied together.
But no matter what, Piltover's chaos was destined.
The authoritative rule from the Piltover Council, accompanied by the public execution, even if not directly disintegrated, also suffered a serious impact—the Council itself served Piltover, but in the actual action content, how could there not be Piltovians whose interests were damaged?
Before, with a bouquet of flowers and harmony, they could suppress it through continuous wealth growth. Now Zaun is really independent. Before, suffering some useless anger could still make money. Now suffering useless anger and not making money, then why the hell should I suffer this useless anger with you?
Accompanying this problem was the intensification of factional struggles caused by the decrease of the cake on the table, and the risk of foreign force interference accompanying the change in the situation.
But these were all out of Faen's consideration range.
Returning to Zaun, even saying before Faen truly entered Zaun, just arriving at the mid-level square, Faen felt intense joy and carnival constantly spraying from the depths of Zaun.
Ordinary people might not feel the power of this spirit realm, but Faen could clearly feel that pure joy and hope spraying constantly like a volcanic eruption in the spirit realm, deep from the hearts of Zaunites.
"Transformed from despair." Located behind Faen, in a realm invisible to mortals, Janna's voice came like a clear breeze.
Looking at Zaun in front of her, Janna also said peacefully: "Zaunites didn't give up resistance, just fell into despair because of Piltover's prosperity and the lack of survival resources. Based on this, whether Vander, Silco, or any ruler before, no matter what means they used to become the King of Zaun, as long as they couldn't solve the pressure from Piltover, they couldn't truly feel the so-called hope."
"But also precisely because of long-term suppression, when the long night comes to an end, and the first ray of dawn pierces the darkness, this sentiment long suppressed into numbness and despair will be transformed into hope even more fiercely."
"Your words make it sound like I deliberately made them despair, and then gave them hope..." Faen was somewhat speechless: "I don't do this kind of wicked thing."
"I'm just talking about a common method of spirit realm lives." Hearing this, Janna also shook her head and said: "Especially for those truly ancient spirit realm lives, they often originate from a certain purest emotion. So to draw these emotions, they will cultivate by hook or by crook. Fear, joy, anger, all the same."
Saying this, pausing, Janna then said: "In contrast, the change I represent is too complex, a combination of multiple emotions, not pure enough."
Hearing this, Faen also nodded thoughtfully, but didn't care too much, rolling his shoulders and walking towards Zaun.
"Then slowly absorb these joys. You can also take this opportunity to properly feel what Ashlesh's essence exactly represents." Saying this, pausing, Faen then added: "But pay attention to the frequency and amount of absorption during the process. Once exceeding the limit you can bear, then this will also produce a serious load on yourself, even polluting your essence."
Hearing Faen's words, Janna nodded, then asked: "Speaking of which, that woman...?"
Although not explaining clearly, Faen knew Janna was worrying about LeBlanc—this illusion trickster who had lived for thousands of years, even just an illusion clone, wasn't someone ordinary people could easily control.
And hearing Janna's inquiry, Faen didn't care too much, just saying: "Will be very useful in the future."
"Mmhmm." Seeing Faen wasn't on a whim, but had arrangements, Janna didn't ask further.
During the conversation, Faen also returned to his small nest, where Zeri and others had also waited for a long time.