You'd Better Not, Because My Fiancée is Petty and Hot-Tempered

Thousands of miles east of Zaun, on the Guardian's Sea, lies an archipelago surrounded by the sea— the Blue Flame Isles.

Of these, the most famous island is Bilgewater, a unique port city.

Here, you can see sea monster hunters, dock gangs, bounty hunters, ruthless pirates and devout Buhru believers, with itinerant merchants from all over the world and local natives mixed together, giving birth to a unique culture in Bilgewater.

In the diverse and chaotic Bilgewater, you can find Chemtech smuggled from Zaun, as well as Hextech smuggled from Piltover. As long as you have money, the people of Bilgewater will do everything they can to get you what you want; they have it all.

However, the thriving gang culture and smuggling business rendered the law meaningless in Bilgewater. Every alleyway here could be deadly, and pirates and outlaws came to the city to survive, with violence permeating the streets and alleys of Bilgewater.

Just as Zaun can give rise to different kinds of flowers, so too can Bilgewater.

This place also has its own unique rules, such as no fighting in the tavern, no brawls in the Upper City where the big boss is located, and no money for bounty hunters whose heads haven't been claimed, and so on.

After all, nothing can be accomplished without rules. The rules of Bilgewater were set by the biggest gang leaders living in the Upper City, among whom the Pirate King Gangplank was the most prominent leader.

But ever since he seized a warship from Noxus, he has rarely returned to Bilgewater, spending most of his time on the water, hiding from the Noxians.

His disappearance in Bilgewater brought a brief period of peace to the Bilgewater.

Today happens to be Bilgewater's BBQ Festival. Starting in the evening, pubs of all sizes in the Upper City open their doors, inviting guests to come in and enjoy delicious grilled meats and fish, as well as drinks sourced from all over the world.

There are no formal factories in Bilgewater. All kinds of goods are smuggled to the port cities, bartered, and then sold to the Isles of Bilgewater at exorbitant prices. Most Isles of Bilgewater rely on going out to sea for a living.

If they're lucky, a single massive sea monster could feed a crew of sea monster hunters for a year. The Bilgewater people, who live off the sea and have an adventurous spirit, don't look forward to tomorrow; they just want to live well in the present.

As a result, during the barbecue festival, the Upper City of Bilgewater was filled with people who had spent all their money to have fun, and in a tavern called Blackfire Stone, the lights were on and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

"Come on, drink up, don't fucking act like a woman!"

"Ha, so you're saying you look down on women?"

"Give me two more glasses of rum, and stop dawdling! I've got plenty of money!"

"Hey, bring me two more plates of sashimi!"

In the bustling, noisy tavern, a group of people stood in a corner, in what resembled a small private room—

A woman wearing a corset-style bodice that accentuated her full, white breasts was drinking wine, a faint smile on her face. She had long, light brown hair, curled alluringly against her cheeks. Her small, oval face had delicate features and a pretty face, with a small, fingertip-sized scar on her fair left cheek.

Celia took a glass of rum from a barrel from the bartender, tasted it, stuck out her scarlet tongue, licked her lips, and looked at a dark-haired young man at the bar.

Celia had been observing the young man for quite some time. He must have arrived at Blackfire Stone Tavern before her, clearly a newcomer to Bilgewater. Judging from his attire and demeanor, Celia assumed he was a scion of a powerful family.

This is not surprising. Celia knows that some young noblemen, after being suppressed by their families for a long time, finally have a chance to get out and, in order to seek excitement, they come to Bilgewater.

The people of Bi Island treat these people very warmly because these guys are the financial backers on which Bi Island depends for its survival. But, the so-called financial backers are those who need you; otherwise, they are just lucrative hostages.

Bilgewater is an Upper City, isolated from land, and with its unique gang culture, the people here don't care what country you're from. Didn't you see Gangplank dare to attack and steal Noxus warships?

Therefore, here, noble status is nothing but a pile of shit. No matter how powerful your background is, if you don't have enough power when you arrive on Bi Island, you'll just be fish on a chopping board.

She stared at the black-haired youth for a while longer, and just then, the old record player in the tavern started playing soothing music. Celia listened to the music, looking at his handsome face, and finally couldn't resist any longer. She rubbed her legs together, and said to her companions with a smile, "You guys chat first, I'll go over there for a bit."

Upon hearing this, Celia's companions looked in the direction Celia had walked and saw a black-haired youth peeking out from behind the bar. They all then revealed lewd smiles.

"Here she comes. Celia's off hunting for women again. I wonder how many times this brat can hold out against her. He looks rather thin."

"Don't be ridiculous, Celia's legs are like whips. Last time she squeezed my waist, she almost broke it," said the man in the black shirt beside him with a wicked grin. He continued, "I wonder where that kid is from, and if he brought a female companion. If he did, Celia's interest will be even higher."

"You mean the time Celia forced a small merchant in Shurima to have his wife watch him being played with?"

"Yes, that's it. I heard about it from Norf and his group who often Shurima. The small merchant divorced his wife after he went back."

"Tsk tsk, how come her addiction is even stronger than ours? But this kid is really good-looking, and has a great presence."

A group of young people were chatting away at the bar, their conversation filled with vulgarities.

Celia finally walked up to the young man to the accompaniment of soothing music.

She walked behind the young man, then approached him, extended her hand, and Celia raised her glass to touch the black-haired young man's glass. With a "clink," the young man turned his head.

A broad smile spread across Celia's face, her beautiful features framed by eyes that were brimming with moisture.

"Hello, I've seen you for a while now. Did you come to Bilgewater alone?"

The young man was taken aback, seemingly not expecting a woman to strike up a conversation with him, but he immediately shook his head and said, "No, I came with my fiancée."

"Fiancée?" Celia repeated, a glint in her eyes. "You look so young, and you already have a fiancée?" she asked.

"She and I are childhood sweethearts, and this trip is our honeymoon before the wedding," the young man replied.

Hearing these words, Celia felt a wetness at the base of her legs. She licked her lips, suppressing her excitement.

Listen to this!

A fiancée, childhood sweetheart, and a honeymoon before the wedding—all these factors combined made Celia wonder what kind of expression she would have on this man's face if she were to take advantage of his fiancée in front of her.

But it wasn't the right time yet. What Celia wanted was for the other party to have a good impression of her, to think that they had made friends in Bilgewater, and then... to make her move suddenly!

Ideally, the fiancée should fall asleep first, then wake up to find herself playing a game with her fiancé, and then her friends should join in, all in front of Celia and the man!

Thinking of these images and the expressions that might appear, Celia took a deep breath, and excitement welled up in her eyes, making them look incredibly captivating.

However, looking into the young man's eyes, Celia was momentarily lost in thought, because his eyes were fixed on her with tenderness, and the purity in them made Celia feel a little ashamed for a moment. But soon, these strange little feelings were suppressed by her own desires.

"Shall we have a drink? Welcome to Bilgewater," Celia said, raising her hand to the young man.

"No, thank you. My fiancée is very petty and jealous. She doesn't like me talking to other women, especially strange women," the young man said with a smile.

Celia listened for a moment, still quite confident in her looks, so she said with a laugh, "It's okay, you can tell me who your fiancée is, and I'll go talk to her."

The young man Nunu one direction with his mouth, and Celia looked over and saw a blue-haired girl silently watching them from the center of the tavern's dance floor.

Celia raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised, as she looked at the other person.

This girl was even prettier than her—no, even prettier than the burgundy-haired, busty bounty hunter Celia had ever seen, especially with that strange, Celia aura about her, yet undeniably alluring. Perhaps the other girl was simply more attractive?

She was drawn to the dark-haired young man because of his aura, and the girl herself was also very elegant.

She was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt with a big blue smiley face printed on it, and a stiff denim jacket over it. Her legs, which were longer than Celia's, were clad in stylish black ripped jeans, and her large, beautiful black boots didn't look out of place at all.

A pair of blue eyes, clear and beautiful like jewels, and skin so white it seemed to glow. Below a small, delicate nose were thin lips, and she was coldly staring at Celia.

She looked quite young, with a cute, childlike face, and her innocent appearance made Celia think of her as a little white rabbit, or rather, a little blue rabbit.

Rabbit, coming to Bilgewater?

Ah, she'll have a wonderful evening, an evening she'll remember for the rest of her life.

Celia enjoys shattering the dreams of these young noblemen and their daughters, letting them know one thing: the outside world is dangerous.

"Is it her?" Celia asked.

"Yes, it's her. Isn't she beautiful? But you'd better not go, because as I just said," the young man said seriously, emphasizing, "My fiancée is petty, and she's already very unhappy with you."

"Haha, what's the big deal? Fighting isn't allowed in the taverns in the Upper City. Don't worry, I'm just making friends with your fiancée. We'll have a couple of drinks, chat, and I'll handle her."

Hearing the young man's words, Celia chuckled. She winked at him and then swayed her hips, carrying her wine glass, towards the blue-haired girl who was staring in their direction.

Seeing this, the black-haired youth shrugged, looking somewhat helpless.

Celia, a smile on her face, walked onto the dance floor, looked at the girl, and said, "Hey, you—"

But before she could finish her sentence, the blue-haired girl in front of her suddenly raised her hand, quickly grabbed a bottle from a nearby table, and smashed it against Celia's face.

"Crack!"

The bottle shattered, a long leg shot up, and a boot slammed into Celia's stomach. The seemingly innocent and cute blue-haired girl yelled, "Fuck you! You bitch, I've put up with you for so long, and you still dare to come looking for trouble?"

Her sudden action stunned the people chatting on the island, who all stared at her blankly.

Celia's group of friends were also stunned.

When entering Bilgewater from the dock, the first thing the guide or captain will warn outsiders is not to make a move in Bilgewater's Upper City. But this person... is she insane?!

The blue-haired girl continued fighting, displaying skills far beyond her appearance. She grabbed Celia's hair, lifted her up, and delivered a powerful knee strike to Celia's face.

"Waaah--"

A scream rang out; the knee strike hurt Celia even more than the bottle blow. Her nose stung, her eyes involuntarily narrowed, and tears streamed down her face. Enduring the excruciating pain and discomfort, she looked at the girl who had raised her Riot Games again and cried out, "Wait! I... I just came to hand over—"

"Go to hell!"

Zaun's words flowed fluently from his mouth, and a Riot Games slammed down onto Celia's face, crooking her once beautiful nose.

Realizing what was happening, Celia's group of friends immediately stood up to help Celia out of the predicament.

But as soon as the two of them stood up, a hand landed on each of their shoulders.

"Sit down," the owner of the hand said softly to them.

They turned around and saw a young man with black hair.

Wait... wait!

When did he come over from behind the bar?

The two men tried to resist, but the hand pressing down on his shoulder tightened its grip, and a scream rang out. He nodded in agony, "I... I'll sit down, I'll sit down, just let go! Let go!"

"I told you not to mess with her, but why doesn't she understand?"

Li Ke sighed, looking at Jinx who was taking action, feeling both helpless and amused.

Unfortunately, why can't these islanders understand what we're saying?

The funny thing is, Jinx makes absolutely no attempt to hide her jealousy.

However, the beating was indeed a bit too harsh.

Jinx is very skilled. Before she met Li Ke, she worked for Silco and secretly took down many Wildfire Gang members. If you think she's a pushover, you're really wrong. When she fights, her skills are not much worse than Vi's.

But Li Ke had no objection. In Bilgewater, if you throw a stone, out of ten people it hits, eleven of them will be bad people!

How could there possibly be any good people in Bilgewater?

Li Ke figured the other party approached him probably because they thought he was an outsider, a stranger, and dressed well, so they saw him as easy prey.

So, if they fought, they fought.

But Li Ke didn't know was that if Jinx knew what that woman was thinking, it wouldn't just be a fight, it would be murder.

Don't try to reason with Jinx about morality and rules; she's crazy. What morals or rules would she have?

"You're all finished!"

"How dare you make a move in the Upper City of Bilgewater!"

The guy being held down by Li Ke cried out, but Li Ke just pressed his hand down even further.

"Ahhh--"

By carefully controlling his strength, Li Ke only made his opponent feel pain, but it was the kind of pain that makes bones feel like they're breaking.

Well, that's none of Li Ke's business.

I told her not to go, but she still went. She got beaten up, didn't she?

I told you to shut up, but you still kept talking. You must have broken your bone.

See? Those who don't listen to advice end up badly.

Li Ke, suppressing the group, watched Jinx take action and suddenly understood Silco.

Um.

My Jinx is amazing, she's so cool even when she's fighting!

Li Ke looked on with a smile.

Until, a loud shout rang out in the tavern.

"Who's causing trouble!"

A group of burly men with anchor tattoos on their arms suddenly appeared.