The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

Wang Chong closed his eyes slightly and began to spread his black mist until it covered the entire forest. However, he found no trace of Mozart.

"Logically, if I hadn't saved Mary before, this musician should have been responsible for saving her. But now that I've saved Mary, he's disappeared... Could it be that he witnessed this scene somewhere and chose to stay away?"

Wang Chong began to think.

Chapter 14 France at the forefront of art

After pondering for a long time, Wang Chong couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation. However, he did know a secret about Mozart.

Originally, each singularity was guarded by a Demon Pillar, but the final boss of the first singularity was only Gilles de Ray, and no Demon Pillar appeared.

The reason for this is likely related to Mozart. It's said that the demon pillar guarding the first singularity is Andusias, known as the Demon of Music. And Mozart, a musician, is said to have dedicated music to the demon.

Even at the end of the chapter, Mozart bluntly stated that the current Demon Pillar Andusias should have been replaced by something else.

How could he be so sure that Anducias's middleman had been replaced? Perhaps there was only one answer: Mozart was the one who originally housed the demon Anducias.

It’s just that Mozart had already devoted his soul and life to music theory, and he was disdainful of and uninterested in things like destroying humanity.

This is why the Demon Pillar did not descend on the singularity of France, and it also became the singularity where Ritsuka and his group felt most relaxed.

And now...will Mozart's disappearance trigger some kind of butterfly effect? ​​Wang Chong's eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed that his presence had, after all, added a significant amount of uncertainty to this singularity.

Speaking of which, was this considered replacing Caster's position and becoming a Caster-class Servant? Wang Chong couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Master? What are you thinking about?"

At this moment, Marie's clear and melodious voice echoed from behind Wang Chong. Wang Chong then looked behind him and saw that Marie Antoinette had taken off her crown, revealing her light and fluffy beige hair in two ponytails.

Her hair falls on her shoulders like delicate silk, and the slightly curled ends reveal a hint of playfulness. Combined with her clear voice and agile posture, she is like a butterfly dancing in a garden, perfectly blending elegance and innocent naivety.

Wang Chong saw this and said after a moment's hesitation, "Nothing, Miss Mary. I was just thinking about my future plans and arrangements."

"There are only two of us now, and we're still a little outnumbered. Whether it's gathering information or fighting those dragons, what we can do is still a drop in the bucket. If we can find more companions, perhaps it will be a lot easier."

"Indeed, it would be exhausting for the Master to deal with those flying dragons all the time. Now that our homeland is in trouble, there will probably be many people like me summoned. If we can find them..."

Marie Antoinette blushed again and continued:

"After all, my role was too limited... I couldn't even defeat those flying dragons directly, and I was even forced to flee in fear of the consequences. There was very little I could do to help the Master."

"Don't underestimate yourself, Miss Mary. You also have your own way to help me, help everyone, and even help the motherland." Wang Chong shook his head and said.

"Eh? Really? Did I help the Master?" Mary couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Ms. Mary, your words and your innate innocence are truly inspiring. I'm sure everyone's morale will be revived after hearing your encouragement. Even I feel a sense of healing."

Wang Chong praised generously.

"Does encouragement bring motivation? Can my words really bring strength to the Master?" Mary's face turned red again, and she asked a little embarrassedly.

"Of course, Miss Mary... And I believe that the companions we meet in the future will all praise you for this. Perhaps, we can attract other companions to join us, and it depends on your social skills, Miss Mary."

Wang Chong said with a smile.

"Hehe... am I really that powerful?"

Mary laughed foolishly, and then said:

"It's incredible... I was so lacking in confidence just now, but now after listening to the Master's words, I feel like I can do anything. Rather than saying that my words can bring power, the Master's words have more magical power, right?"

"Actually, I can bring you more than just power through words. Miss Mary, I can give you a certain level of self-protection. This way, perhaps when I'm unable to take care of you, this power can help you."

Wang Chong suddenly changed the subject and said.

"Eh? Let me have the ability to protect myself?" Mary asked puzzledly.

……

Soon, Wang Chong brought Marie to the inner room and had her lie on the bed. After explaining the general function of the Third Law, Marie Antoinette couldn't help but be surprised:

"Possessing a real body? Wouldn't that be like coming back to life? Can a magus really do something like that?"

"Well, I'm the only one who can do this. But I need your cooperation, Miss Mary. Since I'm rebuilding your body, I need to understand it thoroughly. There may be some impoliteness, so please bear with me."

Wang Chong said slowly.

"I need to reshape my body and understand my body...ah." As if she had thought of something, Marie Antoinette's face turned extremely red.

"I... I understand. It's just like dedicating oneself to art. If I don't do this, I will definitely not be able to understand it clearly. After all, he is the Master, so it doesn't matter."

Mary couldn't help but stammer.

Wang Chong was stunned when he heard Mary's words. Before he could even grasp what Mary meant by "dedicating herself to art," he saw a blue light flashing from Mary's body. Then, with a whoosh, she disintegrated into blue fragments and vanished.

Yes, the aristocratic clothes that Mary was wearing completely disappeared at this moment, and the delicate and pure body of the young girl was clearly displayed in Wang Chong's sight.

The process was so sudden that Wang Chong was a little stunned and not mentally prepared.

He really didn't mean it that way. The word "disrespectful" was just a gentlemanly euphemism for the possibility of physical contact. Why did the car suddenly speed up to this point?

Is this the true meaning of the Seven-Year Itch? Mary seemed even more reserved than he'd imagined... Wang Chong finally understood what Mary meant by dedicating herself to art.

Today, Wang Chong had a glimpse into the avant-garde and open nature of French art.

"Um... can we start?" Mary exhaled lightly, her eyes filled with shame as if they were about to drip tears, and the rise and fall of her chest also proved that Mary was not very calm at the moment.

"it is good……"

Since Mary has done this much, it would seem hypocritical if I reminded her again.

Wang Chong simply took advantage of the situation and placed his hands directly on Mary's lower abdomen and chest. A warm power began to emerge, seeping into Mary's body.

"Woo!"

Mary bit her lower lip. The heat made her feel strangely tingling inside. She simply considered it a necessary experience to rebuild her body, much like the itchiness of a cut wound when it scabbed over and regrown.

Seeing Mary's patience, Wang Chong had no intention of being polite any longer. He continued to activate the third method, materializing Mary's Servant body. At the same time, he drew on the power of the black mist, and began to continuously evoke the feeling that Mary longed for most in her heart.

His hands began to slowly caress other parts of her body, and he vowed, "Next, we'll check the size and condition of every part. Miss Mary, be patient. This will all be over soon."

Marie Antoinette nodded. From the moment they made physical contact, her favorability towards Wang Chong had soared to 80 points. Far from being dissatisfied with some of Wang Chong's "outrageous" behavior, she actually became even more delighted.

Thus, under Wang Chong's caress, Mary accepted the materialization of her soul. That fiery feeling would be etched in her soul for the rest of her life.

Chapter 15: The Sweet-as-Cake Queen of France (Part 1)

Wang Chong finally withdrew his hands and looked at his own exquisitely crafted body, unable to help but smile with satisfaction.

The third method was naturally performed successfully and Marie Antoinette now had a real body from her original servant body.

"how do you feel?"

Wang Chong asked aloud.

"Wow...it seems that there is not much difference from before."

Marie Antoinette could not help but clamp her legs together, enduring the flow of water to prevent it from overflowing. Her ten toes curled up involuntarily, and she clamped the quilt between her fingers.

She carefully felt the changes in her body, but apart from the hot feeling, she did not notice any changes from her previous body.

Of course, this was most likely because she focused most of her attention on feeling Wang Chong's palm, and her mind was full of the feeling of Wang Chong caressing her whole body. Therefore, Mary, whose brain had become dull, naturally did not notice the change.

However, Mary's mind was clearly no longer on whether she would be resurrected. After the other person finished caressing her whole body, she felt a strange warmth gathering in her lower abdomen, leaving her no time to think.

Mary covered her belly with her hands, no longer caring about the rest of her body being exposed. She had only one thought in mind: to release the strange feeling in her stomach.

When Wang Chong saw Mary clutching her belly, he couldn't help but ask with concern, "What's wrong? Is your stomach upset?"

"No... no, I just feel a little..."

Mary blushed terribly, not knowing how to explain this to her Master.

Wang Chong seemed to have realized something and said, "I understand. It's noon now. You just expended too much energy to endure the materialization of your soul. So you must be feeling hungry."

"Huh?" Mary was slightly taken aback after hearing Wang Chong's self-explanatory answer. Although she was grateful that Wang Chong still cared about her hunger under such circumstances, she hadn't eaten at all at the moment...

"Sniff... this is... cake!"

Mary suddenly saw Wang Chong take out an object from the void, and a familiar milky aroma immediately wafted into her nostrils. Mary's expression immediately became extremely excited.

"I remember you probably like eating these things. I just prepared some, just as a snack to fill your stomach." Wang Chong smiled and handed a small piece of cake and a knife and fork to Mary, saying:

"How's it going? Do you like it?"

"I like it! I like it very much! Cake is the most delicious thing." Mary happily took the cake handed to her by Wang Chong and began to taste it.

"Wow! This smooth texture, this sweet taste...it's the best! It's the best cake ever!"

Marie Antoinette tasted the cake with great joy. As she took in sugar, her brain began to secrete dopamine, making her feel happier.

But Mary suddenly noticed that Wang Chong was looking at her with an eager look, and then she remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to change her clothes back.

Mary's face turned red. The ceremony was already over, but she was still naked. It was a bit too indecent.

But just when Mary was about to change her clothes back, she remembered the other person's eager eyes that seemed to contain flames, and she hesitated again.

She was just innocent and naive, not ignorant of these matters between men and women. She could naturally sense the greed and desire in the other person's eyes.

Mary, however, was not at all disgusted. Instead, she felt that Du Ming's frankness in revealing his desires to her was a magnanimous act. Everyone loves beauty, and Mary was well aware of Du Ming's own charm.

Now that she has been exposed like this, if the other party remains like a piece of wood and is completely unmoved, Mary will think that the other party is hypocritical.

It was precisely because of this that Mary hesitated. She felt that letting Wang Chong see her naked body was not a big deal. Instead, she could use this opportunity to continuously attract him and firmly hold his heart.

Mary even had a vague expectation of what would happen next. However, as a "lady" and a member of the royal family, she had to be somewhat reserved after all.

Mary's thoughts raced through her mind in that instant. Although her face flushed, she didn't change her clothes back. Instead, she pretended not to know and began to ask, "What's wrong... You keep staring at me. Is there something on my face?"

When Wang Chong heard Mary's response, his smile grew even brighter. He knew his bet had paid off. Relying on Mary's high favorability, even if he exposed his desire, she would play dumb and ignore him.

This... is a disguised invitation.

Wang Chong, who received the invitation, simply smiled and said, "Well, there is indeed something."

Wang Chong stretched out his fingers towards Mary's face and gently wiped away the cream on the corner of Mary's mouth. Then he smiled and said, "Ms. Mary, don't become a greedy little cat."

"Plop-plop-"

Mary only felt her heartbeat begin to accelerate. Whether it was the intimate name or the other party's gentle movements, it made Mary feel heartbeating.

Mary squeezed her thighs together even tighter for a moment, then pierced a small piece of cake with a fork, handed it to Wang Chong, and said, "Well... I can't always eat it alone. The Master should also have some supplements."

Looking at the small fork that had just been licked by Mary alone, Wang Chong swallowed the cake that Mary fed him in one gulp without any hesitation. This intimate interaction between the couple also made Mary feel even happier.

"Ah, Master, please wait a moment."

At this time, Mary also noticed the cake stains on the corner of Wang Chong's mouth, and imitated Wang Chong's previous actions, wiping them off with her fingers.

But Mary had one more move. She put the cake on her finger into her mouth, sucked it for a while, and then said with a smile: "This way there will be no waste~"

Seeing Mary's further bold moves, Wang Chong understood Mary's intentions. He stared into Mary's pupils with a burning gaze, and that eager look made Mary's body grow even hotter.

"That's right. We can't waste the cake. I'll also help Mary eat the remaining parts." Wang Chong said with a smile.

"Hey...is there any left on the edge of my mouth?" Hearing Wang Chong's words, Mary, whose face flushed red, subconsciously licked the corner of her mouth due to her dry mouth.

"No, there's no residue on the lips." Wang Chong moved closer, their noses almost touching.

Wang Chong placed his finger against Mary's rosy lips and continued slowly, "But, there's still a lot of delicious cake left in here~"

"Eh...where is this? Ugh..."

The next moment, Mary's pupils shrank slightly, and the plate with the remaining cake in her hand suddenly fell, and the cake hit her without her knowing it.

At this moment, Wang Chong held Mary's chin and began to have a deep and authentic French kiss with Mary.

Wang Chong's tongue easily pried open her teeth, stirring freely inside her mouth. At first, Mary just passively responded, their tongues casually entangled.

After their tongues entangled passionately, they began to seduce each other with their saliva. Wang Chong's large tongue nimbly penetrated Mary's warm, moist mouth, sweeping through every corner with domineering force.

Not to be outdone, Mary took the initiative to extend her tongue to entangle with him, exchanging sweet saliva. The sweet scent between her lips and teeth was filled with the lingering fragrance of the cake.

"Um...um..."

Mary moaned softly, feeling her whole body warm, especially in her lower abdomen where she felt an unbearable emptiness. She rubbed her legs together, trying to relieve the itchy feeling.

Wang Chong kissed Mary deeply while caressing her smooth and delicate skin with his rough hands.

From her slender neck to her soft breasts and flat belly, every inch was not spared. Mary's sensitive body trembled under his caress, and her snow-white skin turned a light pink.

The kissing sounds of "chi...chi..." echoed in the room.

Mary felt like she was about to suffocate, but she still greedily pursued Wang Chong's lips, unwilling to separate.

Her red cherry became hard and erect under the stimulation, and fluid could not stop flowing out between her legs.

Wang Chong finally let go of Mary's lips, which were slightly swollen from the kiss, and a silver thread was connected between the two of them.