Looking at the mark on LeBlanc's lower abdomen that was similar to her own, a complex look flashed through Riven's eyes. Although she already knew about this magic of Faen, and was even marked herself... it was okay before, but now, Riven inexplicably felt some subtle shame.
This was mainly because after hearing LeBlanc's words, Riven fell into hesitation—she was willing to accept her own death, and didn't fear the arrival of death. The only thing she longed for was dying in battle as a warrior. This emotion filled Riven with silence and self-destructive feelings during the conversation just now.
But now, accompanied by what LeBlanc pursued, revenge against the person who caused her life to fall into such a scam...
Riven had no interest in serving Faen or anything. But regarding revenge, Riven had different thoughts. And as long as there are thoughts in a person's heart, then naturally, the self-destructive emotions will also become thin, indifferent, and finally vanish into thin air.
Pursing her lips, Riven took a deep breath and said: "If this allows me to kill your main body."
"The correct choice~" Hearing this, LeBlanc also let out a chuckle, seemingly not surprised by Riven's choice.
And on the side, after hearing Riven's words, Faen also silently sighed in his heart. No wonder companies poaching management from competitors often need to poach the people under them together. Nothing else, it's just more convenient to communicate, omitting a large amount of running-in period. For the same effect, others need long communication, while a familiar work team only needs a few words to complete the docking.
Thinking this, Faen also withdrew the mark control over Riven.
And perceiving her body regained control, Riven froze slightly, but before she could come back to her senses, she felt soreness all over her body—maintaining the sword-swinging posture for a long time, and the sword in hand was the black stone giant sword, a weapon even wider and heavier than a tower shield. Before, when the connection between soul and body was cut off by Faen, she couldn't feel it. Now recovered, the sudden soreness made Riven fall to the ground immediately. Along with it, that greatsword also fell from mid-air, but stopped in the air just before touching her face.
Looking along the direction of the sword body, a hand raised the heavy runic giant sword, and Faen shrugged at Riven, saying with a completely casual face: "Forgot to tell you, although you lost control, the body gets tired just the same; I just held it up for you with magic."
Hearing this, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times. Although her perception of Faen was still complex, to be honest, Riven didn't have much hatred for Faen—even when Riven hadn't seen Emistan's true face yet, as an enemy, it was understandable for Faen to do so. And now, Faen let her know the truth of everything. In a sense, calling him a benefactor wasn't an exaggeration.
It's just...
Pursing her lips, Riven said: "Reason tells me I should thank you. Because you let me know the truth of these things. But sorry, the current me hasn't completely broken free from Noxus's past... I still thank you, just, just..."
It could be seen that Riven was already trying her best to express what she wanted to express gently. Unfortunately, limited by literary cultivation, after thinking for a long time, Riven didn't know how to accurately express what she wanted to express.
This is how clumsy-tongued people are.
"Just a bit messy in the head~" Faen on the side reminded. This made Riven quickly come back to her senses and nod briskly.
"Yes, yes, that's what I wanted to say, I'm just a bit messy in the head."
"Normal, warriors are all like this." Faen expressed understanding.
Riven with her ultimate activated was just like Darius with Ghost and Noxian Might activated. Not stupid, just thinking more purely.
Looking at the 'I told you so' expression on Faen's face, Riven scratched her head and said with a face full of suspicion: "Feel like you are secretly scolding me..."
"Yo, quite capable in terms of intuition." Faen applauded.
Riven couldn't help rolling her eyes, feeling slightly relaxed inside, because Faen seemed not to be the kind of guy who relied on being able to control her body to be tyrannical and domineering. This really made Riven sigh in relief—although knowing that being marked, she would inevitably have to pay something for revenge, if possible, Riven preferred her future boss to be slightly reliable, at least not too tiring to deal with, needing to be tense all the time...
And on the side, LeBlanc also stared at Riven for a while, then said: "Hmm~ Since so, let's start with making some farewells to the past from the aspect of dress style, how about it?"
Hearing this, Riven also glanced at the clothes on her body. Seeing her lower abdomen torn open by Faen, a trace of shame not shown before revealed in her eyes. Besides having a goal to live on, it was also because Riven could clearly see that because Faen tore it somewhat forcefully, at the end of the lower abdomen, some silver-gray hair consistent with her hair color was already exposed.
Before, because her body couldn't move, she didn't notice. Now seeing it, Riven also felt her heartbeat skipped a beat. After covering it somewhat hurriedly, she peeked at Faen suspiciously. After finding Faen didn't have much reaction and seemed not to have seen it, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't be nervous, just some hair."
Thump, thump, thump, heart stopped.
Casting her gaze at Faen, what entered Riven's vision was Faen's casual expression of not giving a damn. And noticing Riven's dumbfounded gaze, Faen also blinked and said disapprovingly: "However, human hair color is often related to genetic inheritance and pigment accumulation. Being silver-gray both up and down is indeed relatively rare."
Hearing this, Riven opened her mouth, but finally just rubbed the center of her brows without speaking. Then lowering her head to tie her waist guard, she simply scanned the attire on her body. Unfortunately, that black steel armor once representing the glory of Noxus now looked exceptionally dazzling to Riven no matter how she looked at it, making Riven feel a burst of disgust and discomfort. Simply, Riven cast her gaze at LeBlanc and said:
"As for the attire, what kind should I change into?"
"Clothing and attire, of course depends on the effect on the body~" Hearing this, LeBlanc chuckled: "Accompanying Master as a guard in the future, you can't be sloppy and rigid like now~"
"Guard? Does he really need me to guard?" Riven couldn't help complaining.