The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

"Host, have you forgotten? This world has been turned into a singularity by Goetia. The Holy Grail in your hand is actually the node of this world's singularity." The system said.

"You mean... I become the singularity boss? What will happen if I lose my Holy Grail?" Wang Chong frowned.

"It won't be a big deal. At most, this world will disappear temporarily. It will not return to the way it should be until humanity is saved. But host, I don't recommend that you end the Holy Grail now, because... you know." The system winked.

"You mean... Chaldea?" Wang Chong frowned.

"Hehe, that's right, but it's still unknown when Chaldea will arrive. It's even possible that they won't come even after Humanity has saved the world and restored it to normal. Therefore, in the meantime, host, you can use this waiting time to explore other worlds." The system blinked, then continued, "And host, after truly experiencing a life-and-death crisis this time and feeling the power of the Humanity Cannon, you can't wait to become stronger, right?"

"Oh, yes, that's true. But in that case, it's time to tell them what's happening in the outside world and about me." Wang Chong took a deep breath, looked at the devastated land, shook his head, pointed to his head and said:

"However, that will is quite pleased to see this happen. Humanity under Alaya's jurisdiction is now in complete chaos. No matter how much trouble Gaetia makes, it won't actually destroy the Earth. In fact, what it does hardly threatens the Earth. Gaia is in a good mood, and because I am one of the only two True Ancestors in this world, she gave me that blessing."

"It's not bad, getting such a powerful blessing for free. The host won't have to worry about facing any servants in the future." The system said with a smile.

"I'm just worried that revealing my identity so early might cause any inconvenience... Let's just take it one step at a time." After saying that, Wang Chong opened the door to the Dimensional Home and entered.

……

Dimensional House

"So that's how it is. Mr. Wang Chong is from another world... He burned away human principles. He reversed time and returned the Earth to its original state. Is such a miracle possible?" Irisviel murmured.

By now, everyone present had heard the entire story and had a general understanding of the burning of human principles. Finally, they learned that Wang Chong came from another world. Of course, Wang Chong only mentioned this briefly, without mentioning the system or the specific details of how he had traveled through time. He simply stated the fact that he came from another world.

After all, his identity as an outsider was already known to many of the Type-Moon's most influential figures. Anyone with a connection to the Root, or even someone with a keen eye, would be able to discover his identity. Plus, since he was going to another world, he simply announced his identity openly.

The outsider's identity surprised everyone present, but it didn't cause much of a stir. Compared to the massive incident of the burning of the human law, the impact of Wang Chong's identity seemed insignificant. Furthermore, since almost all of the people present were Wang Chong's wives, they wouldn't care about such a thing.

"So what we should do next is wait for Chaldea to arrive, right?" Black Jeanne d'Arc was familiar with the plot after all, so she asked directly.

"That's right. From now on, I will keep the gate to our world permanently open. Send two people out every day to patrol the outside world and see if we encounter anyone from Chaldea... Well, in terms of characteristics, you will probably see someone with short purple hair and a large shield. You should be most familiar with Mordred and Artoria because they have the aura of Galahad on them." Wang Chong explained.

"Galahad? Why are you involved with him again?" Mordred said curiously.

"I understand...but, Wang Chong, you sent us to patrol in groups of two. From what you said, it seems that you have other plans, Wang Chong?" asked Altria.

"Well... after this incident, I've realized that my strength is still far from enough. Just taking on one-tenth of the power has already exhausted all my abilities. I need to continue to grow stronger. I told you before that I traveled from another world, right? Now that I've discovered the coordinates of a new world, I plan to enter that new world while waiting for Chaldea to arrive and see if I can obtain some means to strengthen myself."

Wang Chong directly brought up the topic of his journey to the New World, sparking anticipation among many, who eagerly asked if they could join him in the exploration. However, Wang Chong declined the offer, stating that entering the New World required expending special powers and that he was currently unable to lead them there.

"Okay everyone, that's basically all we have to discuss next. One thing you need to note is that after I enter the new world, the time flow rate of the Dimensional Home will be tied to the new world. Judging from the feedback I just received, the time flow rate ratio between the new world and the world outside where Fuyuki City is located is 10:1." Wang Chong said.

"That means ten days in the New World, while only one day has passed in Fuyuki City. Based on the speed of time, I will draw up a patrol schedule later. You can then patrol according to the log in the plan."

"Understood!" the followers responded.

"Irisviel, Leticia, Aozaki Touko, Aoi, and Sajo Aika. You are responsible for taking care of things at home, especially the children. I'm afraid they have no idea what's happening in the outside world. You must explain the situation clearly when the time comes to do so to prevent them from escaping. Also, the homework and magic teaching responsibilities will be left to you for the time being. I'm not sure if I can come back often after I go to that world over there." Wang Chong said.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang Chong, we will take care of everything." Alice nodded and said, and the other women also nodded in agreement.

"Um, Your Highness, when do you plan to leave?" asked Aika Sajo.

"Let's wait a few days. I also need to make some preparations. Everyone was frightened just now. I will accompany you these days and you can have a good rest." Wang Chong said with a smile.

When Wang Chong mentioned accompanying everyone, many people who understood his meaning couldn't help but blush. Of course, even more beautiful girls were already eyeing him eagerly.

……

A few days later, after bidding farewell to everyone, Wang Chong, under the guidance of the system, found an open space and established a connection between the anchor point of the new world and the dimensional home. Just like that, a spatial circle opened before him. Wang Chong took a deep breath and stepped into the circle, beginning a new journey.

What kind of adventure awaited him next? Wang Chong opened his eyes with anticipation, looking down at the land.

(Complete the Entry and Exit achievement: This Land...)

(The first volume of the Type-Moon Four Wars is over)

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Chapter 396 Extra ① The Battle of the Two Zhens (Part 1)

(This happened during my travels in the Middle East)

"Hahaha, you didn't see the looks of those idiots. When I strung them all together and set them on fire, their begging and wailing expressions, those painful sounds, simply filled me with joy."

The speaker was none other than Black Jeanne d'Arc, who had just defeated an extremist terrorist organization with Wang Chong. Now, with a look of excitement, she chatted with Atalanta, who was caring for the orphans, about how she had personally killed those terrorist members.

Atalanta looked relieved, and even the orphans who had lost their families in the war had their eyes lit up. Not far from them, a passing golden-haired saint frowned slightly after hearing their conversation, and looked hesitant. But she finally made up her mind, stepped forward, and gently persuaded them, "Atalanta, it's late. Take the children to rest early."

"It's very late. Children, go to bed early. Today's story ends here... Okay, okay, if you stay up late, you won't grow taller and your health won't improve..." Atalanta also noticed Joan of Arc's meaning, and finally coaxed the children to go back to the house to sleep, while she returned to the dimensional home first.

"Tsk... what a bummer." Black Jeanne glared at Jeanne, then wandered around chatting for a while, feeling that it was about time, and then walked into the gap in the Dimensional Home space. Jeanne also shook her head slightly and followed closely behind.

On the way back to the manor, the duo remained silent. Just as they were about to reach the manor gate, Jeanne couldn't help but speak first, "You shouldn't say those things to those children. Especially in front of them..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, is Her Lady Saint going to lecture me again? Do you still want to teach me with your theories of love and justice?" Black Joan of Arc said with a look of disgust.

"Do you want to instill the seeds of hatred in those children, teach them to worship blood and cruelty, and let them be completely addicted to killing and war forever?" Joan of Arc's tone began to become a little harder, and she argued in a stern voice.

"That's enough. You should know that this place is a place where people are eaten without leaving any bones! You are completely harming them by teaching them to be gentle. If they are not brave and ruthless, they will die there! I am responsible for them by teaching them this way! What's more, what's wrong with revenge? Yes, after all, our Lady Saint is a person who can forgive even the executioners who betrayed her. Do you have to wait until those children are also strung together and burned at the stake by those scum executioners before you feel regret?" Black Joan of Arc said angrily.

"Isn't everything you are doing now training new executioners? On the surface, you teach them the ability to protect themselves, but the result is that they will become addicted to killing and turn their knives on new children. Are you letting these children become the scum you hate?" Joan of Arc also became a little angry and said sternly.

"Who told them success or failure..."

"Ahem, both of you." Just as the two were about to have a big quarrel, Atalanta coughed twice at the door of the manor. Because of the interruption of the third party, the emotions of Black Joan of Arc and Joan of Arc calmed down.

"You two, it's getting late. If you keep arguing at such a loud voice, I'm afraid everyone in the house will be attracted by you. You'd better go to bed early. We can talk about it slowly tomorrow morning." Atalanta said.

"Tsk, if we don't agree, there's no point in talking to her. I don't bother to discuss anything with her anymore." Black Joan of Arc said this and walked straight forward, completely ignoring Joan of Arc's intentions.

Atalanta looked at Jeanne and said, "Calm down?"

"Alas... I may have said something too harsh. I know she didn't mean that. I just didn't expect that I would lose control of my emotions this time..." Joan of Arc's anger had already subsided when Atalanta reminded her. After she calmed down, she realized how inappropriate her words were.

"Find a suitable time to apologize to her. Black Zhen is just like that; she'll be fine after some coaxing. Actually, both you and she are right in their concerns. Children are the hope of the future. You want them to create a peaceful world without war, so morality and kindness are things they must learn. But this place is rotten to the core, and blind kindness will only harm them."

Atalanta loved children the most, and therefore understood and understood this aspect of education more thoroughly. She also sincerely hoped that those children could have a bright future.

After hearing Atalanta's explanation, Joan of Arc completely understood her shortcomings. After saying thank you, she returned to the house.

"I hope they can sort things out. They're fighting over the children. I really don't want them to have a falling out over something like this." Atalanta sighed as she watched Jeanne return. Then, she rubbed her belly and muttered, "Speaking of children... When will I finally be pregnant with the Master's child? Sigh, I'm such a loser."

……

However, for the next few days, Black Joan of Arc seemed to be deliberately avoiding her, not giving her the slightest chance to apologize. Their relationship had reached a freezing point. Joan of Arc fretted over this for a long time, but could find no solution. And all this was happening under the watchful eyes of a certain mad cat. Suddenly, as Atalanta watched her turn in the night's bed, an idea came to her mind.

At night, Wang Chong's room.

"Slurp... Gurgle... Anyway, that's how they've been lately."

"What? No wonder I felt like something wasn't right with Jeanne d'Arc and Black Jeanne d'Arc these past few days. I didn't expect something like this to happen."

Wang Chong had just finished a round and was taking a short nap, enjoying Atalanta's cleaning of his Noble Phantasm. Atalanta swallowed and licked him, then told Wang Chong what had happened between Black Jeanne and Jeanne.

"Well, I hope, slurp...the two of them can reconcile. Only the Master can reconcile their conflict."

Atalanta lay on the bed with a seductive look on her face, kissing Wang Chong's treasure. Her two legs were bent, raised and lowered alternately with ease. She looked so charming that people couldn't help but want to play with her properly.

"This is really a dilemma... Although we have occasional quarrels, they have never been as serious as this one." Wang Chong couldn't help but sigh and said.

"Actually, everything is easy. Joan of Arc already knows what to do. The Master just needs to create a suitable opportunity for them where they won't quarrel. And only the Master can create this opportunity." Atalanta spit out the Noble Phantasm, staring at the Noble Phantasm that had become magnificent again, climbed up excitedly, and said.

"Oh? From what you said, it seems that you have already had an idea?" Wang Chong smiled as he watched the little wild cat climbing on him and hugging him. He was then obediently adjusting his treasure, aiming it at her honey hole, and then sitting on it.

"Ah-ha... well, let me tell the Master secretly..." Atalanta sighed contentedly, then leaned over to Wang Chong's ear and began to explain. Wang Chong listened, then placed his hands on Atalanta's hips and pushed down, causing her to cry out in pleasure. Wang Chong grinned uninhibitedly, saying, "You came up with such a wicked idea. Tell me how I punish you."

"Woo... I'll punish you like a bad cat by letting the Master use it as a seedbed and sow seeds." Atalanta's eyes were already filled with love, and she locked Wang Chong tightly with her hands and legs, as if she would not let him go unless he handed over the seeds.

"Hmph. This is not a punishment at all. You little greedy cat is just being greedy." Wang Chong picked up Atalanta's butt, pressed her under him, and started to sprint quickly.

For a moment, the whole room was filled with lewd music, until the final gurgling sound of filling and a high, sweet cry of joy were played, which allowed the two people who were in love to calm down briefly.

……

The next night, Black Jeanne hummed a little tune as she began walking towards Wang Chong's room. She was so happy because Wang Chong had turned over her card... and because she could finally have a deep conversation with her beloved Master.

"Gurgle... What new tricks will the Master use today... Alas, I feel like I've always been too indulgent with the Master, and we've done too many daring things without realizing it... Like standing by the window... Gurgle... So embarrassing." Black Jeanne dazedly fantasized, and her face unconsciously became hot.

"Ah...ah..."

But just as Black Jeanne was about to reach Wang Chong's room, a lewd sound emanated from the corridor. Black Jeanne's adultery radar instantly went off, beeping and reminding herself that she had been cut in line again!

"Ah! Do you think I'm good-tempered? I was cheating before, so that's fine! But now we've set the rules! And someone still dares to cut in line! I'm going to kick this guy out of the manor!"

Black Jeanne was furious. She was so angry that she didn't even think about it. The voice sounded very familiar, so she rushed straight into the room.

"Let me see which sneaky cat is here to butt in on my team again... Why is it you?!"

Black Jeanne opened the door and was about to ask angrily when an unexpected person appeared in front of her.

Jeanne was seen with an expression of immense shame, being violently rapped by Wang Chong, her braid and hands pulled. The specks of white fluid on her back, and Jeanne's shy yet radiant face, proved that the two had been in love for quite some time.

"You guy! I haven't settled the score with you from a few days ago, but you're cutting in line today!" Black Jeanne was angry, but it had become a habit. There was a rustling sound, and after all the clothes fell to the ground, she jumped directly onto the bed.

"Wait... wait a minute! It's not what you think. The Master... suddenly, suddenly brought me into the room. Ah——!"

Before Jeanne could finish her explanation, her snow bunnies were grasped by Black Jeanne's hands. Black Jeanne grasped and kneaded Jeanne's snow bunnies while angrily saying, "Is it this obscene thing that seduced the Master? Is it this thing?"

“Ugh! No… Black Jeanne… If you move in both directions, it’s…coming!”

As a result, under the unintentional double attack of the two, Jeanne felt as if she had been electrocuted, her whole body trembling, and finally she reached the climax. Her honey hole kept gushing out water, soaking a large area of ​​the bed sheet.

"No... I can't... It's too sensitive... Hmm~"

The blonde Joan of Arc lay limp on the bed, her clothes disheveled, her golden hair speckled with white. Sweat dripped from her body, her eyes rolled back, and she let out uncontrollable, low, melodious gasps. Her delicate, lotus-like body, stained with the white fluid from the Black Joan's assault, exuded a certain filth and depravity.

Black Jeanne sat nearby, her face flushed as she watched the scene unfold before her. Her tender pink tongue flickered across her slightly parted lips. Her initial anger at being cut in line was being suppressed by rising desire, and even her breathing became heavier, causing her snow-capped peaks to rise high, completely defying gravity. With each breath, they swayed in alluring waves, sending a wave of excitement through the air.

"Tsk tsk tsk... I never thought the always pure and noble Saint Lady would have such a flirty side."

Looking at the golden-haired saint girl lying limply on the bed in front of her, a mocking smile appeared on Black Jeanne's face, and she mocked her mercilessly.

"Okay, Black Jeanne, stop talking like that." Wang Chong took the opportunity to hug Black Jeanne into his arms. He grabbed and rubbed Black Jeanne's snow-capped peaks with one hand, changing them into various shapes. His palm pressed on the elastic and soft flesh, feeling the soft and silky touch.

"Hmph, Master, how dare you say that? It's clearly my turn today, but you brought... Ugh!"

Black Jeanne wanted to complain a few more words, but her mouth full of resentment was soon blocked by Wang Chong. The thick wet kiss melted away Black Jeanne's complaints, and gradually, under the entanglement of their tongues, they slowly entered into a rhythm of joy.

"Hmm... Ugh..."

Black Jeanne couldn't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure. Though she usually wore a tsundere demeanor, the moment Wang Chong kissed her, her body became intensely sensitive. A few sweet, numbing gasps escaped her throat, captivating her heart. Black Jeanne darted out her tongue, entwining it with Wang Chong's, responding to his ferocious yet expert kissing technique. Her legs quietly clamped together, rubbing against each other vigorously. Feeling the pleasure emanating from beneath her, her body temperature gradually rose, and her breathing quickened.

As if affected by the two men's behavior, Zhen Arc recovered and climbed to her feet. To vent her inner desire, she set her sights on the hanging object. Slowly crawling in front of Wang Chong, she moved closer to his crotch, reached out and grasped the steaming object. Then, taking a deep breath, she slowly took it into her mouth.

Afterwards, Joan of Arc began to suck and swallow, and continued to tease with her tongue. At the same time, her other hand reached below her, and her fingers deftly circled the jade beads, giving herself more stimulation and enjoyment.

Wang Chong noticed Jeanne's movements and began to move his hips as well. He didn't show favoritism, and while continuing to kiss Black Jeanne, he reached out and frivolously caressed her delicate skin, which was slightly flushed with desire. His fingertips occasionally brushed against her voluptuous waist and plump, snow-white buttocks, stimulating her whole body and causing her to tremble and breathe even harder.

Then Wang Chong's hand slid into the garden, touching that enchanting world. His slender fingertips caressed it gently, stirring the throbbing depths of Black Jeanne's heart, sending shivers of fear through her.

Wang Chong gently yet precisely grasped every private part of her body, each movement perfectly awaking the most primal instincts within Black Jeanne. She could only vaguely feel his fingertips lingering beneath her, occasionally brushing against a sensitive spot, stirring a shudder like an electric current. The current quickly spread throughout her body, leaving her almost unsteady. She could only cling to Wang Chong's arms, leaning on his solid chest for support.

Wang Chong understood and probed deeper, deftly and skillfully twisting his fingers through her vagina. The lingering, titillating sensation nearly made Black Jeanne lose herself, her rationality utterly abandoned, only the instinctive pursuit of desire remaining. She clung to Wang Chong's body, securely held in his embrace, yet relishing the feeling of control. His hands, expertly and skillfully, easily evoked her deepest desires, leaving her unable to stop.

Finally, when those powerful hands pressed against a hidden spot, Black Jeanne could no longer suppress her body's instinctive reaction. She released her passionate kiss from Wang Chong, letting out a long-suppressed gasp. Her entire body tensed, trembling violently as if losing control. A wave of intense pleasure washed over her like a wave, nearly choking her breath. Only after the wave subsided did her body gradually go limp, allowing Wang Chong to hold her in his arms.

At that moment, Black Jeanne looked like she had just weathered a storm and finally calmed down, though her breathing remained rapid. She nestled in Wang Chong's arms like a little bird, her expression of contentment tinged with a hint of longing and attachment. She and Wang Chong held each other tightly, no longer needing extra words; a glance, a hug, was all it took for them to understand each other's intentions.

On the other side, Joan of Arc also swallowed the entire giant thing completely. With her skilled oral skills that had been trained long ago, Wang Chong couldn't help but gasp. The palm stained with Joan of Arc's black body fluids was directly pressed on Joan of Arc's innocent face and golden hair, making the pure saint, who was already a little contrasting, look even more charming and seductive.

"Boom~"

Finally, Jeanne spit out the giant thing, pulling out a long, thin thread of water. Her delicate hand kept stroking it, maintaining her vitality. Jeanne, now in the mood, also had a seductive look, looking up at Wang Chong's eyes with a faint smile.

Chapter 397 Extra ① The Battle of the Two Zhens (Part 2)

"So, Master, the reason you brought this guy here is because of what happened between me and her a few days ago?"

After experiencing a peak, Black Jeanne's rationality returned slightly. However, this time, Black Jeanne didn't seem to be willing to let Wang Chong let Jeanne cut in line. So, under Black Jeanne's relentless pressure, Wang Chong finally told the truth.

"Joan of Arc is truly sorry about what happened, and she's been wanting to find an opportunity to apologize to you. It's just that you've been avoiding her lately. I saw that Joan of Arc had been gloomy for several days, so after asking her about it, I came up with this plan. Now you have no choice but to face Joan of Arc, and she won't avoid you anymore...hiss—be gentle."

Wang Chong gasped, his penis now in the grasp of Black Jeanne's feet. Sitting between Wang Chong's legs, Black Jeanne, with her hands propped up behind her, began rubbing her penis up and down with the arch of her foot. As if displeased with Wang Chong's words, Black Jeanne, with a sullen expression, lifted her right foot and fiercely gripped the tip with her five toes, imposing punishment.