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

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

"You mean... I've become the Singularity Boss? What will happen if I lose this Holy Grail?" Wang Chong asked, frowning.

"Nothing will happen. At most, this world will temporarily disappear until humanity is saved, and then it will return to its original state. But host, I don't recommend you end the Holy Grail right now, because... you know." The system winked.

"You mean...Chaldea?" Wang Chong asked, frowning.

"Hehe, that's right, but it's unknown when Chaldea will actually arrive here. They might not even come after humanity is saved and the world returns to normal. Therefore, in the meantime, you can use this waiting period to explore other worlds." The system blinked, then continued, "Besides, after truly experiencing a life-or-death crisis and feeling the power of the Humanity Cannon, aren't you eager to become stronger?"

"Heh, not bad, that's indeed the case. But in that case, we should tell them what's happening outside and some things about me." Wang Chong took a deep breath, looked at the ravaged land, shook his head, pointed to his head, and said:

"However, that will is quite happy to see this happen. Now, the human affairs under Alaya's jurisdiction are in complete chaos. No matter how much trouble Goetia causes, it won't really destroy the Earth. In fact, what it does hardly poses any threat to the Earth. Gaia is in a good mood, and considering that I am already one of the only two True Ancestors in this world, it gave me that blessing."

"Isn't that great? You get such a powerful blessing for free. You won't have to worry about facing any Servant in the future," the system said with a smile.

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

……

Dimensional Home

“So that’s how it is. Mr. Wang Chong is from another world… Humanity burned away. Reversing time to return Earth to its original state. Is such a miracle possible?” Irisviel murmured.

Now, everyone present has heard the whole story and has a general understanding of the burning of humanity. They also know that Wang Chong comes from another world. Of course, Wang Chong only mentioned this briefly, without mentioning the system or how he specifically traveled here; he only told them that he came from another world.

After all, his identity as an outsider was already known to many bigwigs of Type-Moon. Anyone connected to the Roots or possessing exceptional insight would have discovered his identity. Furthermore, given his upcoming journey to another world, he decided to openly reveal his identity.

The presence of the outsider elicited only slight surprise from those present; it didn't cause much of a stir. Compared to the momentous event of the burning of the Human Order, the impact of Wang Chong's identity seemed rather insignificant. Furthermore, almost everyone present consisted of Wang Chong's wives with whom he had actual relationships, so they wouldn't care much about such matters.

"So, what we're going to do next is wait for Chaldea to arrive, right?" Jeanne Alter, being familiar with the plot, asked directly.

“That’s good. From now on, I will keep the gate to our world permanently open. You will send two people out every day to patrol the outside world and see if you encounter any Chaldea personnel… Well, in terms of features, you’ll probably see someone with short purple hair and carrying a large shield. Mordred and Artoria should be the most familiar with them, because they will have Galahad’s aura on them,” Wang Chong explained.

“Galahad? How did he get involved with you again?” Mordred asked curiously.

“I understand… but Wang Chong, you’ve assigned us to patrol in pairs. Does that mean you have other plans?” Artoria asked.

"Hmm... After this incident, I've realized that my strength is still far from sufficient. I almost exhausted all my methods after only withstanding one-tenth of the power. I need to continue to grow stronger. I told you before that I came from another world, right? Now I've discovered the coordinates of a new world, and I plan to enter that new world while waiting for Chaldea to arrive, to see if I can acquire some means to enhance myself."

Wang Chong immediately brought up the topic of his journey to the new world, which drew expectant looks from many people, who eagerly inquired if they could join him in exploring. However, Wang Chong declined the suggestions, citing that entering the new world required special power and that he was currently unable to lead everyone there.

"Alright everyone, that's basically it for the rest of the discussion. There's one thing to note: once I enter the new world, the time flow of the Dimensional House will be tied to that of the new world. Based on the feedback I just received, the time flow ratio between the new world and the world where Fuyuki City is located is 10:1," Wang Chong said.

"That is, ten days in the New World is only one day in the Fuyuki City world. Based on the time flow ratio, I will draft a patrol arrangement plan later. You can then patrol according to the log in the plan."

"Understood!" the followers replied.

“Irisviel, Leticia, Aozaki Touko, Aoi, and Sajou Aika. You are responsible for taking care of things at home, especially the children, who are probably unaware of what is happening outside. You need to explain the situation clearly to prevent them from wandering out. Also, I will temporarily entrust the task of teaching them their studies and magic. I am not sure if I will be able to come back often after I go to that world,” Wang Chong said.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang Chong, we will take good care of everything," Irisviel said, nodding in agreement. The other women also nodded in agreement.

"Um, Your Highness, when do you plan to depart?" Ayaka Sajou asked.

"Let's wait a few days. I need to prepare properly. Everyone has been quite frightened just now, so I'll stay with you all and let you rest for a while," Wang Chong said with a smile.

Hearing Wang Chong say "accompany everyone," many who understood the meaning blushed involuntarily. Of course, many more young women were already eyeing him covetously.

……

A few days later, after bidding farewell to everyone, Wang Chong, guided by the system, found an open space and established a connection between the new world's anchor point and the Dimensional House. Just like that, a spatial circle opened up before him. Wang Chong took a deep breath and stepped into the circle, beginning a new journey.

What kind of adventures await him next? With anticipation, Wang Chong opened his eyes and looked down at the land.

(Completed entry/exit achievement: This Land...)

(Complete of Volume 1, Type-Moon Fourth War)

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Chapter 396 Extra Chapter 1: The Battle of Two Virtuous Women (Part 1)

(This happened during my trip to the Middle East)

"Hahaha, you didn't see the faces of those idiots. When I strung them up and burned them, the way they begged and howled, the sounds of their pain, it filled me with pure pleasure."

The speaker was none other than Jeanne d'Arc Alter, who had just joined Wang Chong in raiding the headquarters of an extremist terrorist organization. Jeanne d'Arc Alter appeared quite excited, chatting with Atalanta, who was caring for the orphans, about how she had personally killed members of the terrorist organization.

Atalanta listened with a sense of satisfaction, and even the orphans who had lost their families in the war listened with shining eyes. However, not far from them, a golden-haired saintess, after overhearing their conversation, frowned slightly, her expression hesitant. Ultimately, she made her decision and stepped forward to gently advise, "Atalanta, it's late. Take the children and get some rest."

“It’s very late. Children, go and get some rest. That’s all for today’s story… Alright, alright, if you stay up late, you won’t grow tall and your bodies won’t develop properly…” Atalanta noticed Joan of Arc’s meaning and finally coaxed the children back to their houses to sleep, while she herself returned to the Dimensional House first.

"Tsk...what a spoilsport." Black Jeanne glared at Jeanne, then wandered around aimlessly for a while. Feeling it was about time, she finally stepped into the gap in the Dimensional House space. Jeanne 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, Joan of Arc finally broke down and spoke, "You shouldn't have said those things to those children. Especially not in front of them..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, is the Holy Maiden going to give me another lecture? Do you intend to teach me with your theories of love and justice?" Jeanne Alter said with a look of disgust.

"Do you intend to instill seeds of hatred in those children, teach them to worship bloodshed and ruthlessness, and let them forever be completely immersed in killing and war?" Joan of Arc's tone hardened as she argued sternly.

“Enough! You should know that place is a den of monsters! Teaching them gentleness is the only way you've truly harmed them. If they lack courage and ruthlessness, they'll die there! This is how I'm taking responsibility for them! Besides, what's wrong with revenge? Oh, right, after all, our Saintess is someone who could even forgive those executioners who betrayed her. Do you only realize your mistake when those children are also burned at the stake by those scoundrels?” Jeanne Alter roared.

“Isn’t everything you’re doing now just creating new executioners? You’ve taught them how to protect themselves, but the result is that they’ll turn their killing blades on new children. Are you going to turn these children into the scum you despise?” Joan of Arc’s anger flared, and she retorted sharply.

"Who do you think taught them to succeed or fail..."

"Ahem, you two." Just as the two were about to escalate their argument, Atalanta coughed twice at the gate of the manor. Because of the interruption from the third party, the emotions of Jeanne Alter and Jeanne d'Arc calmed down.

“Gentlemen, it’s getting late. If you keep raising your voices and arguing like this, you might attract everyone in the house. You should get some rest. We can talk about it tomorrow morning,” Atalanta said.

"Tch, there's no point in arguing with her. I'm too lazy to discuss anything further with her." Black Jeanne d'Arc uttered these words and strode straight ahead, completely ignoring Jeanne d'Arc.

Atalanta looked at Joan of Arc and said, "Have you calmed down?"

"Sigh... I may have spoken too harshly. I know she didn't mean it that way. I just didn't expect to lose control of my emotions this time..." Joan of Arc's anger had already subsided when Atalanta reminded her, and only after calming down did she realize how inappropriate her words were.

"Find a suitable time to apologize to her. That's just how Jeanne Alter is; a little coaxing will make her fine. Actually, neither of your concerns are wrong. Children are the hope of the future, and you tend to want them to create a peaceful world without war. Therefore, 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 most of all, and therefore knew more about education in this area, and had a more profound understanding of it. She also sincerely hoped that those children could have a bright future.

After hearing Atalanta's explanation, Joan of Arc fully understood her shortcomings, thanked her, and returned to her house.

"I hope they can resolve their differences. They argued because of the children, and I really don't want them to develop a rift because of this," Atalanta sighed as she watched Jeanne leave. Then, Atalanta touched her stomach and murmured, "Speaking of children… when will I finally be able to conceive my Master's child? Sigh, I'm so useless."

……

However, for the next few days, Black Jeanne seemed to be deliberately avoiding Jeanne, giving her absolutely no chance to apologize. Their relationship had completely reached a freezing point. Jeanne was troubled by this for a long time, but couldn't find a solution. All of this was under the watchful eye of a certain mad cat. Suddenly, Atalanta, seeing that it was her turn to serve him that night, had an idea.

Nighttime, in Wang Chong's room.

"Slurp... glug... Anyway, that's how the two of them have been lately."

"What? No wonder I felt that Joan of Arc and Black Joan of Arc had been acting strangely these past few days. I never expected something like this to happen."

Wang Chong had just finished a round of work and was taking a short rest, enjoying Atalanta's cleaning artifact. Atalanta, while swallowing and licking, then told Wang Chong about what had happened between Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) and Jeanne d'Arc.

"Hmm, I hope so... *slurp*... those two can make up. Only the Master can mediate their conflict."

Atalanta lay on the bed, kissing Wang Chong's treasure with a seductive expression. Her legs bent and lifted in a comfortable manner, making her look incredibly charming and irresistible.

"This is really a problem... We may have occasional arguments, but never anything this serious," Wang Chong sighed.

"Actually, everything is fine. Jeanne already knows what to do. Master just needs to create a suitable opportunity for them to avoid arguing. And only Master can create that opportunity." Atalanta spat out the Noble Phantasm, her eyes fixed on the now magnificent Noble Phantasm, and excitedly got up to speak.

"Oh? Judging from what you're saying, it seems you already had a plan?" Wang Chong smiled as he looked at the little wildcat who had climbed onto him and was hugging him. She was obediently straightening her treasure and aiming it at her honey hole before sitting down on her.

"Ah—ha… um, let me secretly tell Master…" Atalanta let out a satisfied sigh, then leaned close to Wang Chong's ear and began to explain. After listening, Wang Chong immediately placed his hands on Atalanta's waist and hips, pressing down, causing Atalanta to moan softly. Wang Chong laughed unrestrainedly and said, "You actually came up with such a bad idea. Tell me, how should I punish you?"

"Ugh... Let the bad cat be punished by being used as a seedbed by the Master and sown with seeds." Atalanta's eyes were already filled with hearts, and she held Wang Chong tightly with her arms and legs, as if she wouldn't let him go until he handed over the seeds.

"Hmph. This isn't a punishment at all; you little glutton, you're just being greedy." Wang Chong grabbed Atalanta's buttocks, pinned her down, and began to thrust rapidly.

For a moment, the entire room was filled with seductive music, until the gurgling sound of filling and a high-pitched, sweet cry of pleasure brought a brief respite to the two lovers.

……

The following night, Jeanne Alter hummed a little tune as she walked toward Wang Chong's room. Her joy stemmed from the fact that Wang Chong had chosen her... and from the fact that today she could finally have a deep conversation with her beloved Master.

"Gurgle... What new tricks will Master use today... Sigh, I feel like I've been too lenient with Master, and without realizing it, we've done too many daring things... like standing by the window... Ugh... So embarrassing." Jeanne Alter was lost in thought, her face unconsciously burning.

"Ah...ah..."

Just as Jeanne d'Arc Alter was about to reach Wang Chong's room, a seductive melody drifted down the corridor. Jeanne d'Arc Alter's "caught in the act" radar instantly went off, beeping and beeping as she was reminded that, yet again, a philanderer had cut in line!

"Ah!! Do you all think I have a good temper? I could tolerate cheating before! But now that there are rules, someone still dares to cut in line! I'll hang this guy outside the manor!"

Jeanne Alter was furious. She was so angry that she didn't even realize the voice sounded familiar, and she rushed straight into the room.

"Let me see which slut cut in line again... How come it's you?!"

Jeanne Alter opened the door and was about to angrily question him when an unexpected person appeared in front of her.

Joan of Arc looked utterly ashamed as Wang Chong grabbed her braid and hands, roughly penetrating her. The specks of white fluid on her back, and Joan's face, though shy, was full of desire, proving that the two had been making love for quite some time.

"You bastard! I haven't even settled the score from a few days ago, and you're cutting in line again today!" Jeanne d'Arc Black was furious, but as if it were already a habit, she made a rustling sound, and after all her clothes fell to the ground, she jumped directly onto the bed.

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

Before Jeanne could finish her explanation, her pair of snow rabbits were grabbed by Black Jeanne's hands. While squeezing and kneading Jeanne's snow rabbits, Black Jeanne said angrily, "Was it this filthy thing that seduced the Master?! Was it this thing?!"

"Ugh—! No… Jeanne Alter… If it comes from both directions, it’s…it’s coming!"

As a result, caught in the crossfire of their unintentional attack, Joan of Arc felt as if she had been electrocuted, her whole body trembling, and she finally reached her climax. Her honeyed cave continuously gushed water, soaking a large area of ​​the bed sheet.

"No...no...it's too...too sensitive...mmm~"

The golden-haired Joan of Arc lay weakly on the bed, her clothes disheveled, her beautiful golden hair speckled with white specks. She was drenched in sweat, her eyes rolled back, and she uncontrollably emitted low, melodious moans. Her delicate body, like a lotus root, was already stained with white fluid from the earlier attack by Black Joan of Arc, giving it an air of filth and depravity.

Jeanne Alter sat nearby, her face flushed as she watched the scene unfold. Her pink tongue peeked out, licking her slightly parted lips. The anger she had felt at being cut in line was now being suppressed by rising desire, and even her breathing became heavy. Her breasts, seemingly defying gravity, rose high, swaying alluringly with each breath, a sight that stirred the heart.

"Tsk tsk tsk... Who would have thought that the always pure, noble, and awe-inspiring Saintess would have such a flirtatious side?"

Looking at the blonde Saintess slumped on the bed, Jeanne Alter's face revealed a mocking smile, and she began to ridicule her mercilessly.

"Alright, Jeanne d'Arc Alter, don't say that." Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wang Chong hugged Jeanne d'Arc Alter into his arms, kneading her breasts with one hand, changing their shape, pressing his palm against the soft, elastic flesh, feeling the smooth, silky texture.

"Hmph, Master, how dare you say that? It was supposed to be my turn today, but you brought... um!"

Jeanne d'Arc Alter wanted to complain a few more times, but soon her resentful mouth was sealed by Wang Chong's thick, wet kiss. Jeanne d'Arc Alter's complaints melted away, and she gradually entered into a rhythm of pleasure under the entanglement of their tongues.

"Ugh... Waaah..."

Jeanne d'Arc (Black) let out a soft, pleasurable moan. Despite her usual haughty demeanor, her body became incredibly sensitive whenever Wang Chong kissed her. Sweet, tingling breaths escaped her throat, captivating and alluring. Black Jeanne d'Arc's tongue intertwined with Wang Chong's, responding to his passionate yet skillful kisses, her legs subtly tightening, rubbing against each other forcefully. Feeling the pleasure emanating from below, her body temperature rose, and her breathing became rapid.

Seemingly influenced by the two men's actions, Joan of Arc recovered and got up. To vent her inner desires, she set her sights on the hanging object. So, she slowly crawled to Wang Chong's side, then approached his crotch and reached out to grasp the steaming thing. Then, she took a deep breath and slowly put it into her mouth.

Then, Joan of Arc began to suck and swallow, teasing it with her tongue, while her other hand reached down to her lower body, her fingers deftly circling the jade beads, giving herself more stimulation and enjoyment.

Wang Chong noticed Joan of Arc's movements and began to sway his hips as well. At the same time, he did not show favoritism; while continuing to kiss Black Joan of Arc, he began to lightly caress her delicate skin, which was slightly flushed due to her rising desire. His fingertips occasionally brushed against Black Joan of Arc's sexy and sensitive waist and her full, snow-white buttocks, stimulating her to tremble all over and involuntarily let out even heavier breathing.

Then Wang Chong's large hand slid into the garden, touching that alluring world. His slender fingertips lightly caressed her, stirring up deep emotions within Jeanne d'Arc, causing waves of trembling that were hard to suppress.

Wang Chong gently yet precisely grasped every secret place within her, each movement perfectly awakening the most primal desires within Jeanne d'Arc. She could only vaguely feel his fingertips lingering beneath her, occasionally brushing against sensitive spots, sending shivers down her spine. That current quickly spread throughout her body, making her almost unsteady on her feet, forcing her to nestle in Wang Chong's arms, seeking support against his strong chest.

Seeing this, Wang Chong understood, his fingers probing deeper, deftly and skillfully exploring the flower path. That tender yet provocative feeling almost made Black Jeanne lose herself, reason vanishing to the winds, leaving only the instinctive pursuit of desire. She pressed herself against Wang Chong's body, held firmly in his arms, yet enjoying this feeling of being controlled. His hands moved with practiced skill, easily arousing the deepest desires within her, leaving her unable to resist.

Finally, when those strong hands pressed against a certain hidden spot, Jeanne d'Arc could no longer suppress her body's instinctive reaction. She released her passionate kiss with Wang Chong, letting out a long-suppressed moan. At the same time, her whole body tensed, trembling violently as if out of control. A wave of intense pleasure washed over her, almost suffocating her. Only after the wave subsided did her body gradually go limp, allowing Wang Chong to pull her into his arms.

At this moment, Jeanne d'Arc Alter seemed to have just weathered a raging storm and finally calmed down, though her breathing was still rapid. She nestled against Wang Chong like a little bird, her contented expression tinged with a hint of longing and attachment. She and Wang Chong embraced tightly, needing no further words; a single glance, a single hug, was enough for them to understand each other's intentions.

Meanwhile, Joan of Arc swallowed the entire massive object whole. With her well-trained oral skills, Wang Chong couldn't help but gasp. His hand, covered in Joan of Arc's bodily fluids, pressed directly onto Joan of Arc's pure face and golden hair, making the already contrasting pure saintess appear even more erotic and alluring.

"Boom~"

Finally, Joan of Arc released the enormous object, drawing out a long, thin strand of fluid. Her jade-like hands continued to stroke it, maintaining its vitality. Joan of Arc, now fully aroused, also displayed a seductive demeanor, gazing into Wang Chong's eyes while smiling faintly.

Chapter 397 Extra Chapter 1: The Battle of Two Virtuous Women (Part 2)

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

After experiencing a peak, Jeanne Alter's rationality returned somewhat. However, this time Jeanne Alter didn't seem to intend to let Wang Chong's act of letting her cut in line go so easily. So, under Jeanne Alter's relentless pressure, Wang Chong finally told the truth.

“Joan of Arc truly felt sorry for what happened, and she had been wanting to apologize to you for a while. It’s just that you’ve been avoiding her lately. I noticed that Joan of Arc had been looking troubled for several days, and after asking her what had happened, I came up with this idea. Now you can face Joan of Arc directly, and you won’t be avoiding her anymore… Ouch—be gentle.”

Wang Chong gasped, his manhood now firmly under Jeanne d'Arc's feet. Jeanne d'Arc sat between his legs, supporting herself with her hands behind her back, and began rubbing his manhood up and down with the arches of her feet. Seemingly angered by Wang Chong's words, Jeanne d'Arc raised her right foot, her five toes digging sharply into his groin as punishment.