A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

"Heh... I really didn't lose unjustly. I have to admit... you're stronger now, Faker." Gilgamesh began to transform into spirit particles. His physical body was dead, and his original Heroic Spirit form would also turn into molecules, entering the Holy Grail's magic formula, and finally returning to the Throne of Heroes.

"Just you wait, Faker. The key is temporarily entrusted to you. When we meet again someday, I will take it back myself." Gilgamesh stared at Wang Chong, then turned into golden particles and completely dissipated, leaving only an empty shell of death locked in the chains.

Wang Chong retrieved the chains, then with a flick of his black mist, devoured the body. He hoped to obtain even a trace of Gilgamesh's spirit origin elements so he could directly use Gilgamesh's Royal Law Key, but to no avail. Wang Chong could only shake his head and walk back.

"Host, don't be too discouraged. I have good news that will cheer you up~" the system said mysteriously.

"Good news? What good news?" Wang Chong asked, puzzled.

"Ding—You have defeated the villain Gilgamesh, and to a certain extent made Gilgamesh admit defeat. Therefore, you are rewarded with 1500 villain points. At the same time, since you have gained Gilgamesh's approval, you have the following effect: one daily opportunity to rent the Royal Treasury. You can take one Noble Phantasm from the Royal Treasury each day. However, after the second day, the Noble Phantasm will be automatically returned to the treasury."

"Ding—Your current villain points are: 15000 points~"

"So, I can use Wang Cai now?" Wang Chong was stunned. He didn't expect that Gilgamesh's dying words would lead to the system's evaluation and reward him like this. This was indeed a pleasant surprise.

Chapter 348 The Fifth Night: The Final Act and the Celebration (Part 1)

"I never expected that my unintentional act would result in such a windfall. Although I can only use it once a day, it's enough." Wang Chong rubbed his hands together, thinking that he had acquired a pretty good gadget. In the blink of an eye, he could pull out whatever gadget he wanted, just like Doraemon.

"So, System, do you think Gilgamesh's treasury contains the strongest artifact of the 22nd century?" Wang Chong asked.

"Uh... host, it's best not to refer to different worlds, and it's still unclear whether the 22nd-century Type-Moon world is the Coral Moon or the Steel Continent. However, if it's a not-too-outlandish item like an air cannon, it should be possible to create one," the system stated.

"Okay, emmmmm... what's going on with my Ea? Why is there an extra suffix? The Noble Phantasm I took from the Gate of Babylon today, remaining usage time...??? What the hell? Isn't this my loot? How did it become the Noble Phantasm I took from the Gate of Babylon today!" Wang Chong checked the Ea in his backpack and immediately noticed something was wrong, saying.

"Host, generally speaking, Noble Phantasms disappear with the disappearance of the Heroic Spirit, unless there are special events that enhance the Servant, such as the hero bestowed by Karna, who can permanently retain the Noble Phantasm bestowed by the Heroic Spirit. Host, the reason your Royal Key was able to be preserved is because of Gilgamesh's words that he entrusted the key to you, which made it effective," the system said.

“Alright, forget it. With Wang Lujian, it won’t be a problem to take out the Exorcism Sword in the future. At most, there will just be some restrictions.” Wang Chong shook his head and said.

"Hehe, host, don't be too disappointed. Although Tongbao can't forcibly preserve the plundered treasures for you, it can make legitimately obtained treasures work across worlds. You know, Wang Lujian is linked to the treasure vault of the Type-Moon world. According to normal logic, if you go to other worlds, Wang Lujian won't be able to open it, since Wang Lujian can't establish links across worlds." The system winked and said.

"Alright, I know what you're up to, so I won't blame you this time. I'm already satisfied with what I've gained. And with Gilgamesh dead, this Holy Grail War is finally over. Hmm... It's only been a few days, but it felt like months. Now that this is over, I feel as refreshed as if I'd put on new underwear for the New Year... By the way, shouldn't my main quest be complete? Why haven't I seen your notification?"

After saying that, Wang Chong stretched and walked back, asking the question.

"Hmm... Host, actually you're still missing one last step. Let the system explain in detail..." The system then told Wang Chong about the missing condition and the subsequent measures. When Wang Chong first heard the condition, his brows furrowed, showing some displeasure. However, after hearing about the follow-up measures, he relaxed somewhat. Finally, he asked uncertainly, "Are you sure this will work?"

"Oh dear, Avalon is right inside your body, host. Besides, you can confirm this with Merlin. Moreover, once you complete the mission and master the Third Law, all those worries will be resolved," the system explained.

"Alright, we'll do it your way." Based on the trust the system had built up over time, Wang Chong nodded and then hurried back.

……

Soon, Wang Chong returned to where the Servants had been and briefly explained what had happened. Upon hearing about Gilgamesh's defeat, everyone was astonished. To withstand the Ea sword so directly—no Servant present dared to claim they could do it.

When Weber heard that Gilgamesh was also quickly defeated by being bound by chains, he sighed. His own emperor was defeated by the last set of chains and stabbings. Now the situation has changed, and it is Gilgamesh's turn to be tied up and stabbed to death. It is really retribution.

Wang Chong approached Irisviel, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Would you like me to collect his body?"

“Hmm… I’ve heard him mention the concept of being laid to rest before, although in his eyes, his own end would most likely be to be left to rot in the wilderness.” Irisviel sighed, looking at the lifeless body of Emiya Kiritsugu, and said slowly, “We’ve known each other for a while, so let him be laid to rest.”

Wang Chong nodded, waved his hand, and with a flick of the black mist, easily dug out a piece of land, burying Kiritsugu Emiya in it. A small mound of earth thus fell on Mount Enzo, burying a "partner of justice" who had once pursued justice, fallen into despair and confusion, and finally returned to his original starting point.

"Lord Wang Chong, congratulations on becoming the ultimate victor in this Holy Grail War. It's just a pity that the Holy Grail's wish can no longer be fulfilled." At this moment, Kirei Kotomine also spoke up.

"Kiri, we'll be relying on you to handle the Holy Grail incident and deal with the Church. I'll go with you sometime to bring Karen back," Wang Chong said.

"I am deeply grateful," Kirei Kotomine said, bowing deeply.

"Everyone, it's a rare treat that the Holy Grail War has ended so peacefully. Today, I'll host a banquet so we can have a feast and celebrate properly," Wang Chong said with a smile, turning to face everyone present.

"A feast?" Immediately, the eyes of the big foodies in the crowd lit up, especially the two Artorias, who were naturally very excited about the celebration banquet. They wondered which restaurant would be unlucky enough to have to wash a bunch of dishes today.

After changing into their everyday clothes, the group headed down from Mount Enzo to Fuyuki City to explore the night market. During this time, Wang Chong also returned to the Dimensional House, bringing along Arcueid, Illya, and the other children, as well as Aozaki Touko and Sajou Aika, the two research "otaku girls."

A Chinese-style restaurant

"Ha—this beer is really good. Compared to what I drank back in the kingdom, it's utter rubbish." Mordred gulped down a large glass of ice-cold beer, laughing as he spoke, and began to boast, "If my sword were just a few points faster, I could take down that arrogant guy even in a one-on-one fight."

"Stop bragging~ Without my bow and arrow, you would have been stabbed to death by that weird sword long ago," Euryale retorted.

"Hmph, so what if you're just relying on your Noble Phantasm? If you're so capable, show us your real combat skills and physical strength. What kind of skill is it to always rely on your Noble Phantasm to unleash these wide-range attacks?" Mordred said, sounding rather unconvinced. However, as soon as she finished speaking, two large hands landed on Mordred's shoulders, one belonging to Artoria and the other to her.

"What? Judging from your words, you little brat, you're not satisfied with Servants like us who unleash their Noble Phantasms? Have you forgotten that you're one of them too?" Artoria's domineering aura began to emanate, and the heavy pressure made Mordred tremble with fear, instantly sobering him up from his slightly tipsy state.

"I...I didn't mean that," Mordred said somewhat flusteredly.

“You just said that the wine we drank in the kingdom was dregs, right? It seems that the wines I’ve stockpiled won’t meet your standards, Lord Mordred.” Artoria, equally amiable, grabbed Mordred’s shoulder and wouldn’t let go.

"Eh—! Eh!? Father, that's not what I meant!" Mordred said with a mournful face.

"Oh dear, I love watching family dramas, don't I, my silly little sister?" Stheno said with a laugh as she began to knead her small, soft Medusa, making the little Medusa puff out her cheeks and whimper.

"Little Medusa is getting more and more popular with the Master, even the older sisters are getting jealous," Euryale said, pinching little Medusa's cheek.

"Hmph, I am the strongest, most trusted, and most beloved Servant under my Master's command." Jeanne Alter took a big gulp of ice-cold beer, wiped her mouth, and began to boast, fueled by the alcohol.

"Don't drink so fast, or you'll get drunk," Joan of Arc advised kindly from the side.

"Mind your own business! You're always trying to control me. Are you my mother?" Jeanne Alter said, taking another big gulp. "There are more and more females in the house, and I'm getting further and further down the list. Waaah, Master, you big liar!"

Joan of Arc sighed. She could tell that Black Joan of Arc was truly drunk, but listening to her words, Joan of Arc began to have some thoughts. Since Joan of Arc integrated into Wang Chong's group, she unexpectedly became closest to Black Joan of Arc, who seemed to be her nemesis. After some interaction, she easily understood what kind of personality Black Joan of Arc really had.

Jeanne was certain that Jeanne Alter was not her opposite, but rather a Servant derived from fragments of herself. Therefore, Jeanne regarded Jeanne Alter as a family member, like a younger sister, and seeing her sister's distress, the older sister couldn't help but think of a solution.

Chapter 349 The Fifth Night: The Final Act and the Celebration (Part 2)

"I'm also waiting in line... But now that the Holy Grail War is over, I'm completely free. So, can I spend seven days and seven nights with my host?" A certain Atalanta, driven by lust, lowered her head and sipped her wine, saying nothing.

Atalanta, accustomed to celebratory spirits, was surprisingly well-behaved, remaining somewhat quiet. However, her inner life was anything but quiet; in a sense, she was quite reserved and even a bit repressed.

After all, how could someone who is always thinking about fighting for seven days and seven nights straight be serious?

"So, the Master defeated that Hero King named Gilgamesh..."

"Wow!! Big brother is so amazing!"

Semiramis recounted Wang Chong's experiences that night, embellishing them into an interesting story for the children present. Among them, Ilya was the most excited, shouting the loudest, prompting Irisviel, who was across the table, to reprimand her for speaking less and disturbing the others.

"Damn it! I missed the prince's dashing battle scene again! Waaah... Why didn't the prince call me? If he had, I wouldn't have been so focused on researching that repair magic!" Sajō Aika listened from the side, her face long and mournful, feeling as if she had missed some important part of the scene.

"And why was I put at the children's table? I'm not a child... Is this why His Highness hasn't paid much attention to me?" Sajō Aika suddenly seemed to realize something, looked at the Servants, even the Gorgon sisters had petite Momo, not to mention those Servants with plump buttocks and breasts, and then looked at her own flat chest, Sajō Aika instantly felt suffocated.

Especially that Arcueid, from the very beginning she's been squeezing and hugging the prince's face with her huge breasts while pouring him drinks! Damn those huge breasts! Sajō Aika vows to expel all enemies of huge breasts! Expel them! Leave not a single one alive!

"Damn it! I'll definitely grow again! I'll find every known way to supplement my nutrition and grow again! I must win over His Highness's heart!" Aika Sajou vowed.

While listening to Ayaka Sajou's complaints, Sakura Matou looked at Ayaka Sajou's flat chest, then at herself, rubbed her chest a couple of times, and secretly decided that she must listen to Teacher Wang Chong's advice and make sure to get proper nutrition, so that she wouldn't end up like her older sister.

The equally quiet and introverted Fujino also glanced down, but tilted her head slightly, seemingly puzzled.

"Development? That's a heavy topic. But Shiki should be fine, right?" Ryougi Shiki... no, to be precise, Ryougi Ori, who was representing Ryougi Shiki at the lively scene, looked down at her already budding chest and couldn't help but feel a little confident.

At Wang Chong's table, almost everyone was a being with a physical body. Irisviel and Arcueid were sitting on either side of Wang Chong, followed by the awakened Hisau Maiya and Aozaki Touko, and finally, opposite him were Kotomine Kirei and Waver.

"Gentlemen," Wang Chong said to those present, "although I have won this Holy Grail War, you all know the truth behind it. I ask that you keep this secret for me, and when the time is right, you can announce that Fuyuki will no longer hold Holy Grail Wars." Of course, this was mainly for Waver and Kirei Kotomine to hear, as only they had influence within the Mage's Association and the Holy Church.

"Weber, you'd better make something of yourself in the future. I'm congratulating you in advance," Wang Chong said with a smile, looking at Weber.

"Huh? Me? Congratulations?" For a moment, Waver was somewhat confused. To be honest, ever since Wang Chong took him to see the truth about the Holy Grail War, and then instructed him to deal with the Mage's Association, Waver had always had one question: what did he do to deserve such high regard from them?

“You are very likely to become a representative of the El-Melloi faction in the future. Or rather, you are very likely to become a public spokesperson for the El-Melloi faction, like your teacher Kenneth,” Wang Chong said with a smile.

"How is that possible!?" Upon hearing this, Weber shook his head repeatedly, completely disbelieving that he could become a representative of the El-Melloi faction.

"Why not? Do you still think El-Melloi can control everything in the Mage's Association? You're wrong, Waver. This time, Kenneth's death will completely crush the El-Melloi faction. In order to deal with this Holy Grail War, Kenneth gave a large number of his family's Mystic Codes and materials for building the Mage Workshop, but they were all destroyed in one fell swoop by Kiritsugu Emiya with a bomb."

"But that's not the most crucial point. Kenneth died from Kiritsugu Emiya's Origin Bullet. His magic circuits exploded and burned away, and his magic crest, passed down for many years, was destroyed. This is the true foundation of the El-Melloi family. Without a doubt, Kenneth was indeed the pride of the El-Melloi family, but precisely because of this, their fates are intertwined... The El-Melloi faction is about to undergo a major upheaval," Wang Chong said calmly.

“But… what does this have to do with me… Ah! Could it be because I stole Professor Kenneth’s relic?” Waver said, as if he had just realized something.

“That’s one point, but there’s more. You’re the only survivor from the Mage’s Association. Kenneth’s disciple… these are all reasons why El-Melloi is targeting you… and of course, there’s also your own talent, Waver,” Wang Chong said with a smile.

"My...talent?" Upon hearing that his talent for control had been recognized, Waver was startled, but then gave a bitter smile. After this Holy Grail War, his horizons had been broadened considerably, and he was no longer the headstrong young man who arrogantly criticized the aristocratic system.

“Don’t underestimate yourself, Weber. Sometimes your talents may be even greater than you think…” Wang Chong paused after speaking, then continued, “However, even so, it will take a long time for El-Melloi to contact you. I can help you speed up that process.”

After saying that, Wang Chong showed something in his hand in front of Weber: a magic mark.

"This is!" Weber exclaimed, startled by the familiar patterns. Wasn't this thing supposed to have been burned? How could it be...?

"Surprised, aren't you? A perfectly intact El-Melloi Source Mark. You don't need to know where this thing came from. You just need to know that if I manipulate this thing well, making you the public figurehead... even becoming a monarch won't be a problem," Wang Chong said. "So, do you need me to give you a push?"

Weber was clearly still in shock and couldn't think of anything for the time being. Seeing this, Wang Chong wasn't in a hurry and said, "It's okay, don't rush, take your time to think about it. Anyway, you probably won't be in a hurry to go back these days, right? We'll have plenty of time to chat then."

After saying that, she didn't look at Webber again, but turned to Kirei Kotomine, who was eating Mapo Tofu while sweating profusely, and said, "And Kirei Kotomine, you can start preparing for your teacher's funeral these next few days. I remember you should have notified the family today, right?"

"Oh, my teacher's wife cried very sadly when she heard the bad news. I don't know if she will be able to finish the funeral." Kirei Kotomine said.

Wang Chong nodded and then said, "It's alright, this can't be rushed. Your master's wife is gentle, let's give her some time to process this information."

"Yes." Kirei Kotomine understood. He knew what Wang Chong meant. It seemed that his master's wife would soon be promoted. Whether as a disciple or as a loyal servant under the master, he should be happy and pleased about it.

Irisviel, standing nearby, pouted slightly upon hearing this. She now knew perfectly well what kind of mischief her man was plotting. But there was nothing she could do; after all, she had been the one who had gotten his way in the same way. Besides… wasn't that kind of thing truly pleasurable and blissful?

Irisviel, who had long since fallen into depravity, was no longer bound by those moral codes. She was also curious about what kind of woman could have caught the eye of her lecherous husband.

Chapter 350 The King is Asleep

The banquet soon came to a happy end. Those who had gone their separate ways returned to where they belonged. Wang Chong led a large group of heroic spirits into the Dimensional House, but he himself was in no hurry to enter the Dimensional House. Instead, he returned to his original residence.

Meanwhile, Irisviel, Artoria, and Jeanne d'Arc accompanied Wang Chong. The four of them returned home as if taking a leisurely stroll. In the courtyard, bathed in moonlight, the environment was extremely tranquil. The four of them sat cross-legged on the corridor, gazing at the twinkling stars outside the courtyard, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time we've all gathered together in this courtyard like this," Wang Chong said with a light smile.

"Yes, but we probably wouldn't have imagined a few days ago that our relationship would turn out like this," Irisviel nodded slightly, a hint of rapture in her eyes, and leaned her head on Wang Chong's shoulder as she spoke.

“After all, who would have thought that some troublesome fellow would do such a thing…” Joan of Arc looked at Wang Chong with a slightly reproachful gaze and said.

"Looks like Joan of Arc still has some pent-up resentment. Shall I help you vent it tonight?" Wang Chong said with a smile, putting his arm around Joan of Arc's waist.

"...I only ask that you, Wang Chong, be alright and not do anything too intolerable." Jeanne buried her face in Wang Chong's chest. Considering that this Holy Grail War was only a matter between a few people and did not involve innocent civilians, Jeanne finally convinced herself.

"Anyway... I'll just have to follow my husband wherever he goes..." Joan of Arc thought to herself.

"Although Mr. Wang Chong did some annoying things, it's undeniable that... knowing you all has been a truly happy and fortunate thing for me." At this moment, Artoria stood up and spoke.

Seeing Artoria stand up, and hearing the meaning behind her words, the three people in the know couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion and fell silent.

Finally, Wang Chong spoke first, asking, "Aren't we going to wait a little longer?"

“Actually, I really want to spend more time with everyone… but I’m afraid if I stay too long, I won’t want to go back… but my story has to come to an end, doesn’t it?” Artoria turned her head and said with a smile.

“Saber…” A pang of reluctance welled up in Irisviel’s heart. She stood up as well, wanting to ask the other to stay, but also wanting to respect the other’s wishes.

“It’s alright, Alice. I think Mr. Wang Chong will take good care of you while I’m gone. And this isn’t goodbye forever, is it?” Artoria said, looking at Wang Chong. “After all, our Mr. Wang Chong is very possessive, he would never let me go, right?”

"You've been found out." Wang Chong stood up and scratched his head. Then, he put his hand into his body, and soon, a scabbard-like object was drawn out. After examining it for a moment, Wang Chong raised his right hand and clenched it, revealing a sword that looked exactly like Excalibur. He then sheathed the sword and handed it to Artoria.

"Avalon? The Sword in the Stone?" Artoria drew the sword and examined it carefully for a while before being slightly surprised. Although she had vaguely guessed from Merlin's appearance that Avalon might be in Wang Chong's hands, she did not expect that the golden sword of certain victory, which should have been broken and never to be restored, would also return to her hand. She was somewhat bewildered.

Having lost her precious possessions and her long-broken sword, Artoria seemed to realize that this was perhaps the real reason why the other party allowed her to meet him again... It wasn't a Servant summoning, nor anything else, but a genuine opportunity to meet her again.

"Ding—Congratulations, host. Artoria's favorability has reached 100 points. When fighting alongside you, she will gain a 6% boost to all attributes, and 3% of her power will be given back to you. At the same time, the corresponding intimacy shop items will be unlocked and permanently available, and the purchase of Oath Rings will be made available."

A system notification sounded, and Wang Chong smiled slightly, knowing that Artoria understood his meaning.

Sure enough, Artoria's smile softened, and she seemed more at ease. Then, she returned the sword and its scabbard to herself. At that moment, she had no regrets; her heart was content.

"Irisviel, let's begin." After making all the preparations, Artoria came to the center of the courtyard, turned around to look at Irisviel, and said. Irisviel also raised her hand, and after she began to chant, all the Command Seals on her hand disappeared, and she broke her contract with Artoria.

"Well then, everyone... this time it really is time to say goodbye."

After saying that, Artoria looked at Wang Chong and asked, "Wang Chong... will we meet again?"

"Yes, after all, didn't you just say that I can be a very possessive guy?" Wang Chong nodded and waved his hand.

“That’s true…” Artoria waved goodbye to those she considered friends and bonds. A light emanated from her body, eventually transforming into golden particles that soared into the galaxy. Artoria prematurely ended her Holy Grail War, bringing her original story to a final close.

In the Dimensional House, Mordred, who was being disciplined and running laps around the manor under the supervision of Artoria (Alter), suddenly changed her expression from a mournful one. She stopped and looked up at the sky as if she had sensed something.

“Father…” Mordred murmured involuntarily.

Artoria (Alter) was also looking in that direction, her thoughts unreadable.

In the courtyard, watching Artoria leave, Irisviel's eyes welled up with tears. Jeanne was also filled with emotion; after all, that Artoria was different. She was the true form that came to this world, not just a record. Ultimately, she couldn't stay with Wang Chong like she did.

“Don’t worry. Once things are settled here, we’ll go to England to find her,” Wang Chong said, patting Irisviel on the back.

"Huh? Is Artoria there?" Irisviel wiped her eyes and asked involuntarily.

“Yes, after all, that’s the land of her beloved homeland,” Wang Chong said. “Since you said you wanted to meet again, I will naturally bring her back. Don’t worry, it won’t be long. Besides, there’s another Artoria at home, so I can ask her about this.”