"Your magic has improved again, Seraphine." Hearing Seraphine's greeting, a smile also appeared on LeBlanc's face.
She didn't hate Seraphine... even saying, for the girls around Faen, in the vast majority of cases, she held some goodwill and affection. Especially Zeri and Seraphine.
The main reason for this was that as a scheming woman, LeBlanc could determine Zeri and Seraphine didn't have much scheming. Not to mention affecting her position by Faen's side, at least in terms of character, precisely because she knew the dangers of the human heart, LeBlanc preferred people around her to be slightly... hmm, not stupid, but simpler.
Of course, this was only limited to colleague relationships. If her master was a fool, that would be the real top-tier torture.
Fortunately, although Faen looked casual, even handing over many relatively important things, such as the follow-up development plan of the Wind of Change, and matters related to Noxus, Zaun, and Piltover to her to handle, Faen knew from beginning to end what he needed and what he didn't need. Saving Zaun or bullying Piltover, all were just serving the joy he needed.
Thinking this, looking at Seraphine on the side, LeBlanc's eyes also shone with splendor.
Her own interests were completely bound with Faen's interests. Even saying her own life originated from Faen's single thought. So for people around Faen, LeBlanc also paid extra attention—after all, Faen as her master, if Faen's power and influence became stronger, the protection she could get would also be more powerful. It's all fox assuming the tiger's might; who doesn't hope the tiger's might behind them is greater?
Just like the former main body, didn't she also establish the foundation of the Black Rose by borrowing Mordekaiser's tiger might? Although Mordekaiser probably knew long ago, just too lazy to deal with it...
As a warrior, Riven could only feel that when Seraphine passed by, just the aura made people feel very comfortable. But as a mage, and a mage who understood the spirit realm, LeBlanc saw more clearly—at the beginning, LeBlanc actually somewhat looked down on this little girl who seemed naive to the point of foolishness, delusional about solving the fierce conflict between the two cities with singing.
Although she possessed powerful innate magic, this innate magic also needed development. Especially innate magic related to the spirit realm; without a guide who truly understood the spirit realm, even getting started was a luxury.
Ionia's Wuju Bladesman Master Yi definitely counted as a genius, right? But how did Yi get started?
It was Master Doran, whose forging skills ranked in the top five in entire Runeterra and who once visited Freljord to learn from Ornn, taking Yi into the Foggy Sword Pond, the ancient battlefield site of Ionia. Through the guidance of the ancient spirits in the Foggy Sword Pond, witnessing with his own eyes the scene of ancient Vastayashai'rei merging with the world to fight giants, only then did he comprehend a little subtlety of the spirit realm.
In Ionia where the veil of the spirit realm was thinnest, the god-given genius Master Yi still needed such guidance. Let alone Piltover, this small place with a somewhat deviant understanding of magic?
Hmm, to ordinary people, Piltover was advanced and prosperous. But in LeBlanc's view, failing to understand the true meaning and true power of magic, this prosperity was just superficial...
Under these circumstances, people possessing innate magic like Seraphine and Zeri would probably only be wasted. Here they might still have some fame, but couldn't get true eternity.
But it was different now... This master of hers mastered the oldest primal emotion of this world, the joy and hope rooted in the deepest part of all souls, the desire for all things beautiful.
And LeBlanc knew deeply that this master of hers wasn't the primal messenger of joy, but snatched it—LeBlanc saw this extremely clearly.
But this wouldn't affect LeBlanc's view of Faen. Rather, precisely because this was snatched by Faen, it made LeBlanc feel Faen was more reliable—after all, things born with can only be said to be good luck. And this acquired snatching is a manifestation of personal ability.
Don't say anything about being insidious and cunning; didn't her main body, the Pale Lady, obtain her current prominent status through deceiving and swindling too? Snatching or stealing, these are all a kind of power.
Thinking this, looking at Seraphine on the side, LeBlanc also intimately provided some small suggestions from a bed sister—"If there is a chance, remember to ensure there is enough joy factor in your body. This way, your connection with the spirit realm will also become tighter."
Smilingly looking at Seraphine, LeBlanc also said with some emotion: "Cultivation of the spirit realm is the most talent-testing among many powers, and also the slowest in progress. And this power acts differently depending on the source. Even many Ionian spirit realm practitioners, even if having some achievements, cannot apply it to combat... or rather, would rather die following the will of the source than apply this power to combat."
"And you are undoubtedly lucky. Just simply serving Master, letting the joy factor fill your body abundantly, you can constantly improve under the activation of nerves and the resonance of spirit."
Hearing LeBlanc's words, a look of bewilderment appeared on Seraphine's face.
Even until now, Seraphine only had a half-understanding of the spirit realm and such.
And on the side, watching Seraphine and LeBlanc suddenly discussing things she didn't understand, Riven also quietly sighed in relief—although it looked a bit strange, maybe she was just overthinking? True, no matter how dissolute, one shouldn't be so thirsty as to leak water while walking...
But just as Riven was still thinking this, Faen on the side interrupted LeBlanc's words, saying with a casual face: "Seraphine won't understand if you tell her this."
While speaking, Faen reached his hand into Seraphine's skirt. And Seraphine's face flushed accordingly, glancing at Faen somewhat shyly, but didn't have the slightest intention to stop him. Instead, she lifted the corner of her skirt slightly with her hand, spreading her legs to facilitate Faen's finger rubbing.
And clasping Seraphine's bud, water secretion accelerating and flowing, Faen also said gently:
"No need for deliberate study. Cultivation of the spirit realm only needs to follow the guidance of intuition, then silently feel, enjoy, and that's enough."