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

Chapter 52: Holy Grail Prologue, Encounter with the Brush

For a period of time after the arrival of the kind-hearted citizen, Mr. Kim, and the veiled Hassan, Fuyuki City enjoyed a long-awaited period of peace. Just as Tokiomi Tohsaka had hoped, the mighty presence of the King of Heroes severely deterred the villains lurking in the shadows. This undoubtedly reassured Tokiomi Tohsaka, allowing him to make thorough preparations for the Holy Grail War.

As for Wang Chong, he didn't cause too much trouble. He understood the principle of moderation; creating too many problems would only make Joan of Arc realize that the situation was completely out of control and that swift action was necessary to reveal her identity. This would negatively impact his plans, making it somewhat counterproductive.

So for the past few days, Wang Chong has been slowly building up his relationship with Joan of Arc and Leticia. He spends his free time taking Joan out for strolls and exploring different places, learning about local customs and traditions. When they return, Wang Chong cooks elaborate meals to win over Joan's stomach. As the saying goes, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, and this principle applies not only to men but also to women.

As a chef with EX-level culinary skills, Wang Chong's cooking completely conquered the taste buds of Jeanne and Leticia, leaving them wanting more. For example, yesterday at noon they were supposed to eat out, but Jeanne insisted on dragging him to eat the food she had made.

Wang Chong had some doubts. If Joan of Arc was already like this, what if it were a certain gluttonous Saber-like king? Would he have immediately caused her to rebel and join his side? Of course, this was just wishful thinking; after all, such things only happened in comedy comics.

However, after these few days of effort, their affection level has already reached the maximum of 59. To advance to the next stage, they need to experience certain events or touch each other's hearts; it's impossible to improve through these daily interactions alone. But Wang Chong isn't in a hurry. The Holy Grail War has only just begun, and there will be plenty of opportunities later.

To think that the fair saint could develop such irresistible selfish desires—in a way, that could be considered a form of corruption. The thought is actually quite exciting.

However, because he had been spending time with Jeanne d'Arc, Wang Chong hadn't been able to do some things. One was to continue summoning the remaining Rider-class and Berserker-class Servants, and the other was to properly comfort a certain anxious and frightened wife.

Just think of Tohsaka Aoi's graceful and mature figure—wow—she's really great. There are so many parts of her body that can be explored. The perfect combination of mature charm and youthful innocence. It's a bit of a shame that such a good wife is with Tohsaka Tokiomi, who is sexually frigid. But it doesn't matter. Wang Chong will let Tohsaka Aoi experience the "happiness" that Tohsaka Tokiomi can't give her.

Even though I haven't been there for a while, maybe leaving it alone for a while will yield even more surprising results. After all, letting someone experience the feeling of being without those things for a while, retreating to advance, is a good way to capture (and corrupt) someone's body and soul. You have to know that Tousaka Aoi is at the peak of her sexual desire. Having suppressed it for so long might have been fine, but now that she's tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, the intense stimulation has completely ignited her, and she can no longer suppress her inner desires as she did before.

Unless Tokiomi Tohsaka can help resolve Aoi Tohsaka's desires, driven by this burning lust, she will only grow closer to Wang Chong. It was Wang Chong who led her to experience this unparalleled pleasure. Coupled with the broken window theory, Aoi Tohsaka's resistance will diminish. This is the fundamental reason why infidelity is either zero times or countless times.

When the time is right, Wang Chong will go and have a proper meeting with this lonely married woman.

As for the Servants, the summoning isn't urgent for now; it's the servants at home... Stheno and Euryale are seething with anger. Not at the newcomer Mordred, but at their Master who's always out gallivanting and never coming back to celebrate. Thankfully, Medusa is there to take the fall, preventing things from getting too out of hand.

Since the first minor friction, Mordred unexpectedly got along well with everyone. In a sense, Mordred actually had quite a talent for socializing, as long as she wasn't so awkward.

As for Sakura Matou, Semiramis had already left home to begin chanting a spell for three days and three nights at Mount Enzo, so she was looking a little lonely. Fortunately, Mordred and Shiki Ryougi were able to get along well with Sakura Matou.

"It seems I have to find a way to keep me here, prevent Jeanne from getting suspicious, and handle other things properly. Now, I can only try my best to become an excellent time management master." Wang Chong couldn't help but sigh.

"The Holy Grail War has officially begun today. The power nurtured by the Holy Grail is sufficient, and it's time to begin the first night of the Holy Grail War." Wang Chong looked at the current date and knew that the time was almost up.

"If I remember correctly, a certain lady and the Stupid King are also going to make an appearance, right? Humph, I wonder if I can run into these two when I go to the clothing mall today. By the way, I'll buy some for Jeanne and the others at home as well. Just consider it a gift for meeting after a long time. Let's start making plans at the same time." Wang Chong thought to himself.

……

"Huh? Are we going to the clothing mall today?" Jeanne asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Well, buy some clothes. After all, you're about to go to the battlefield, and appropriate clothing can also mislead and deepen the impression of other Masters. Although you have spiritual clothes, Jeanne, you are currently a Master, so it is better to dress like an ordinary person. In addition, I also plan to buy some clothes here as gifts for my family."

"Eh? Wang Chongjun's family?"

"Hmm." Wang Chong nodded. For now, in this world, those Servants, as well as Sakura and Shiki, are indeed like family to him.

After the two entered the mall, Wang Chong began looking around, pretending to be searching for suitable clothes. In reality, however, Wang Chong was looking for that familiar golden ahoge (cowlick) and a woman who looked like a beautiful woman but had the heart of a child.

Logically speaking, those two figures should have been quite conspicuous. However, after looking around, he didn't see any similar figures. Although Jeanne could sense Servants within a certain range, Wang Chong had her temporarily disable her skill. This was not only because Jeanne's perception and target-finding skills were easily detected by Servants with high intuition like Saber, but more importantly, Wang Chong didn't want to be discovered while Semiramis was completing the Hanging Gardens.

Joan of Arc was very obedient and cooperative, as if she were a servant she had summoned herself. Therefore, there was no need to worry too much about that aspect.

"Huh?" Wang Chong's eyelids twitched when he saw someone walking towards him.

He was a handsome man with a particularly noticeable beauty mark at the corner of his eye.

"Damn, two skills, luck E, what bad luck," Wang Chong muttered to himself. After all, he'd originally planned to see two beautiful women, but instead of beauties, he'd seen a man. It was the same feeling of seeing a bunch of pretty girls in an ad, only to click the download and log in to find a handsome man who was just trying to pick up women.

"Wait, what happened to the Holy Grail rules that Servants can't appear in front of ordinary people and must become Heroic Spirits to follow their Masters? I remember in the story, this guy, Brush, said that on his first day, he swaggered around the city all day long. You were just swaggering around in the crowd, huh? No wonder no one accepted your challenge. Who's crazy enough to break the rules and hold a Holy Grail War in front of so many ordinary people?"

Wang Chong was at a loss for words, but Joan of Arc took his hand and held it tightly.

“Wang Chongjun…that person walking towards us…”

"Hmm, the Servant is walking right into the crowd without any attempt to hide it..."

"Could it be..."

"No, he wasn't coming directly at us. His eyes were darting around, looking for a target. He's probably just a fool who's lost his mind because he wants a duel," Wang Chong commented bluntly.

"Oh, I see... Hey, Wang Chongjun, why did you walk straight towards him?"

"I'm going to try and get some... cough cough, I mean, I'll test the waters, maybe I'll get something out of it." Wang Chong looked at the somewhat mentally unstable Lancer. He hadn't collected many villain points lately, only a pitiful 250. Now he had to get some villain points from the other guy to see if he could make it a round number.

Chapter Fifty-Three: He can really endure it? Director Ken

At this moment, Diarmuid is searching for an opponent who can respond to his duel, as requested by his Master Ken. However, no matter how he looks around, he cannot sense the presence of any other Servants.

However, at this moment, Diarmuid noticed that he was being watched. He saw a man leading a blonde girl by the hand and walking towards him.

"Two people? Could it be a Master and a Servant? But judging from the way they're holding hands, they seem more like a couple... I can't detect any Servant aura on them... Tsk, could it be that the beauty mark is working again? Hmm? But the man doesn't seem angry?" For a moment, seeing the man approach, Diarmuid thought about many things. When the man stood in front of her, smiling at her, for some reason, Diarmuid felt like she was being watched by a hunter.

"What's the matter?" Diarmuid asked, frowning as he saw the other person blocking his way.

"Sir, you're also a tourist in Fuyuki City, right? I can tell you're not a local." The one who stopped Diarmuid was none other than Wang Chong, who was looking to take advantage of the situation. Wang Chong introduced himself, "My name is Li Feiyu, I'm Chinese, and this lady, Remilia, is from Germany. May I ask which country you're from?"

"???" Joan of Arc was puzzled. Wang Chong's self-proclaimed pseudonym was one thing, but why did hers sound so strange? It felt like it was associated with something unpleasant, like a little bat or something.

"..." It turned out they were just two tourists visiting Fuyuki. It looked like they'd met an old friend in a foreign land and wanted to chat. However, Diarmait wasn't a particularly aloof person, so he said, "Dil. Irish."

“An Irishman…that’s certainly rare. But your outfit is quite unique, sir…is it your style?” Wang Chong asked, feigning surprise. However, the other man seemed quite shrewd, as he didn’t reveal his full name.

“Uh…this…” At this moment, Diarmuid realized that his outfit seemed a little too conspicuous in the crowd.

“It’s alright, I understand. Every place has its own culture and customs, no need to worry about it. However… this outfit is indeed a bit too unique, and you seem to mind it as well. How about this? There’s a saying, ‘When in Rome, do as the Romans do.’ We’re both in this large clothing mall, so why don’t we go together and pick out some suitable clothes?” Wang Chong said enthusiastically.

"Well... let's forget it. I... have some things to take care of, so I won't trouble myself with this." Diarmuid thought that his mission was to find an opponent, and he couldn't waste this time choosing clothes.

“Oh, is that so… It’s alright, how about we take a walk together? I’ve learned a bit about the local customs and culture, so I’ll have something to talk about with my family when I get back.” Wang Chong waved his hand and walked alongside Diarmuid, while Joan of Arc followed silently behind.

Diarmuid had no choice but to let the other follow him for a while, since they weren't far from leaving the mall anyway.

"I heard that Japan values ​​the Bushido spirit the most. Hehe, I don't know if you're familiar with Bushido. It seems like in ancient times, there were warriors called samurai who protected the daimyo, the ancient nobles of this country. And they would fight against each other, usually in the form of one-on-one duels."

Wang Chong rambled on about Japanese Bushido, which piqued Diarmuid's interest, so he asked, "And then?"

"If it's just a simple 1v1 duel, there are similar templates all over the world in ancient times, so it's nothing special. But if it can be called a Bushido duel, rather than an ordinary brawl, then it must be bound by certain rules and etiquette."

"For example, before the duel, both players must wear clothing that suits the scene. The Japanese love to pay attention to these things. There are clear requirements for clothes, props, weapons, etc. Only when the clothes are appropriate and in accordance with etiquette will they approve the duel ceremony." Wang Chong talked about it. Of course, all of the above are Wang Chong's nonsense and should not be taken seriously.

However, it's not a problem to fool a Diarmuid. Didn't you see that he's already deep in thought?

“Um, Mr. Li Feiyu, so if people in Japan want to start a duel, they must wear appropriate clothing, right?” Diarmuid said.

"That should be the case, after all, that's how it is from my understanding of Japanese culture. But those are all historical remnants. It's already the 20th century, who still cares about samurai duels? This is a civilized society now, you can get arrested for fighting." As Wang Chong spoke, he thought to himself, "Hmph, they took the bait. With that last reminder, you, Diarmuid, should have realized why no one is coming after you."

As expected, after listening to this, Diarmait thought to himself, "When conducting a Holy Grail War on foreign soil, we must also abide by local rules, such as the clothing used for dueling rituals. Also... that last sentence just reminded me. The Holy Grail War cannot be exposed to the public. The more I release the aura of my Servants in crowded places, the less likely they will come. Because the impact would be extremely negative."

"Besides, this outfit is indeed a bit too flamboyant... Oh well, I might as well choose a few more suitable outfits." After thinking it over, Diarmuid said to Wang Chong, "Mr. Li Feiyu, what do you think we should wear if we want to dress like the Japanese samurai of the past?"

"Oh? You're interested in Bushido, huh? Great, why don't we go shopping? I remember seeing a few vintage shops just now. You can only tell if clothes are suitable after you wear them yourself."

"Thank you for your help," Diarmuid said politely.

……

So the three of them started trying on all sorts of clothes, including traditional Japanese samurai attire, swordsman's clothing, and yukatas. Wang Chong also specifically chose a beach outfit; if he remembered correctly, this was the everyday clothing that a certain blue-skinned spearman liked to wear while fishing. It would fit Diarmuid, who was also a spearman, perfectly.

Of course, there was a little hiccup in between: the guy supplying magic to Diarmuid appeared. Well, not Director Ken, but a woman who seemed rather decisive and efficient—Sora.

Sora looked at Wang Chong and Joan of Arc with some suspicion, and said in a rather unfriendly tone, "Who are you? What do you want with Mr. Dill here?"

After all, the sudden appearance of two foreign travelers, showing Lancer around with an unusually enthusiastic attitude, made it difficult to determine whether they had ulterior motives. Perhaps they were rivals for the Holy Grail and wanted to do something untoward to Lancer.

“What a beautiful lady! You must be Mr. Deer’s wife, right? We’re just recommending some suitable clothes for Mr. Deer. Since you’re here too, why don’t you take a look and see if this outfit suits Mr. Deer?” Wang Chong asked politely, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Hey...Husband...Madam?" Sora's face turned red after hearing these words, and Wang Chong naturally saw her expression.

"Wait, Mr. Li Feiyu, she doesn't..." Diarmuid clearly didn't want to be misunderstood like this. He knew he had made the same mistake before. After being summoned as a Heroic Spirit, his wish was to be dutiful and loyal to his lord. He never wanted to experience stealing his lord's wife again.

"Alright, Mr. Dill, he was just joking politely, don't overreact... Mr. Li, right? You're too kind. Mr. Dill and I aren't at that level yet. I was just concerned about him. You two seem like kind and warm-hearted people; I was overthinking it." Sora's words immediately lost their previous aggression, replaced by a warm smile.

Just as he expected, Sora was now willingly seduced by Diarmuid's beauty mark and had fallen in love with the Servant. There's a saying, isn't there? A girl in love usually doesn't think straight. Therefore, Wang Chong's next words were even more appealing, revolving around the two of them, directly pulling Sora into the group that was changing Diarmuid's clothes.

……

"Well, it's not good for us to steal other people's clothes like this, right?" Jeanne said, looking at the bags of various sizes after leaving the mall. It was clear that Sora had been greatly pleased and enjoyed Wang Chong's words throughout the entire process, as they had been getting along very happily. Consequently, Sora generously paid for Wang Chong and his friends' clothing.

"It's just a small amount of money, not even a fraction of what magicians like us make. Consider it a reward for my hard work and persuasion," Wang Chong said with a smile.

"Ding—Congratulations, host, for successfully tricking Sora and Diarmuid into wasting money on these clothes. 50 Villain Points awarded. Ding—Congratulations, host, for successfully sowing discord between Diarmuid and Kenneth. Kenneth's animosity towards Diarmuid has increased. 100 Villain Points awarded. Current Villain Points: 3000~"

"Goodness, could it be that Director Ken saw everything just now? You really have a lot of patience, Director Ken." Wang Chong couldn't help but say after hearing the system's reward notification.

Chapter Fifty-Four: The Clone Returns

The relationship between Ken, Sora, and Diarmuid is complex. However, it's easy to understand if you try to simplify it. Ken and Sora are engaged, and Ken truly loves her. However, Sora sees the wedding as a political marriage, viewing herself as a sacrifice offered by her family. Consequently, she dislikes Kenneth and even mocks him mercilessly.

Dramatically, whether out of revenge against Kenneth or something else, Sora was seduced by Diarmuid's love mark and fell in love with the Servant Diarmuid. She even fantasized about using Diarmuid to win the Holy Grail War, then kicking Kenneth aside so she could wish to be with Diarmuid and escape her family's fate.

Therefore, Sora's being seduced wasn't Diarmuid's fault. According to Kenneth's own words: "Unfounded suspicion is foolish. Even ordinary people know that Sora is the daughter of the prestigious Sophia family of magic. Even without inheriting a magical crest, she still possesses considerable resistance to charm spells of this level. Unless she herself doesn't resist the charm, it won't have any effect—"

It's not hard to see that Sora deliberately and actively embraced Diarmuid's temptation.

Wang Chong's comment on this was: "Simps don't get along well, and xxn (a derogatory term for someone who is overly subservient to others) is even worse."

It's a pity about Director Ken, and it's just that Sora was too lucky. If Director Ken had married a better woman, she wouldn't have ended up like this. If the person Sora married had only seen her as a breeding machine, do you think she would have dared to cause such trouble?

"Sigh, I just encountered a spearman, I'm too scared to draw cards anymore. I'd better check what good stuff the shop has refreshed today." As soon as Wang Chong got home, he started preparing lunch and opened the shop to see what good items had been refreshed.

"Still the same old messy and expensive stuff... Sigh, the value for money in stores is just too low. What kind of discount is it today? 7% off? Damn, that's such a good deal, who's going to be lucky enough to win this... Original price 4000, now 2800? Wait, 2800? That number is so painful." Wang Chong muttered to himself, then looked at the item he could currently afford.

"Random jars? What? There are jars like that? Don't we already have gacha mechanics? System, come explain this!" Wang Chong's face darkened. He recalled the arduous journey of opening jars for the eight million warriors he had fought before. Thankfully, he hadn't seen any so-called enhancements or refinements yet. Otherwise, Wang Chong would have really started cursing.

"Host, you actually got a jar? This is a good thing." The system appeared and said, "The jars from this system are not the kind of swindlers. Although it is also a lottery, my jar can sense the state of the person opening it and their inner desires. What you draw will basically be something that is very suitable for you at the moment. It is definitely worth the money and I will not give you anything bad to pass off as something else."

"You know, the original price was 4000 villain points. How could the system possibly cheat the host like that? Now it's not only available, but it's also on sale. You'll definitely lose out if you don't buy it, host," the system quickly advised.

"Alright, I'll trust you this once. Tsk, I've spent all my villain points in that instant." Wang Chong looked at the jar that had appeared in his hand, then asked, "How do I open it? Just like that, do I pry it open?"

"Of course, we should smash the jar with the magic hammer! Opening a jar should be a loud cracking sound to make it more exciting." The system took out a magic hammer, handed it to Wang Chong, and then said, "Hey~ host, smash the jar hard! As the saying goes, great strength brings miracles! The more strength you use, the more amazing things and miracles you might achieve."

"You said it yourself." Wang Chong gathered his strength, and the muscles in his hands instantly swelled and hardened. With the combined strength of his bravery and natural instincts, Wang Chong slammed his hammer hard onto the jar.

"Clang-crack-!"

"Wang Chongjun? What happened in the kitchen?"

"It's nothing, I just accidentally broke the plate by using too much force."

"Oh...I see. Be careful when using your power, Wang Chong-jun," Joan of Arc's voice rang out from the living room.

"Understood." Wang Chong replied, glancing at the ball of light inside the broken jar, which then burrowed directly into his forehead. Immediately afterward, a strange power coursed through his body, and a flood of information entered his mind.

Wang Chong quickly closed his eyes to sense the information, then opened them, his face lighting up with ecstasy. The system hadn't lied to him; what he had just obtained from the jar was an ability called: Clone.

As the name suggests, this ability allows one to create a clone that looks exactly like oneself. However, unlike inferior clones that crumble at the slightest touch, this clone possesses half the combat power of the original, and its combat power and number increase significantly as the ability improves.

If that were all, it wouldn't be special enough. The most remarkable aspect of this ability is the ability to freely swap positions between the main body and the clone. And the effective range is quite far. At least for now, you can place a clone at the North Pole while the main body remains at the South Pole, and instantly switch positions. It's safe to say that Wang Chong has no problem using this ability at present.

"In this way, I can finally fight on two fronts. I will leave my clone here to stabilize Jeanne, and then I will go back to the Matou family first. Then I should go to Enzo Mountain to hatch a heroic spirit that I have prepared long ago." Wang Chong thought with a smile.

"Clone!" Wang Chong immediately used this ability, and soon he felt a segment of his consciousness travel to another location, looking at another "self" that appeared in front of him. This feeling was quite strange, controlling two bodies at the same time.

However, Wang Chong quickly adapted to the process. He first recalled his clone and waited until after lunch. He then left the clone there to help Jeanne d'Arc continue to explore the surrounding area, while he returned to the Matou family home.

……

"Phew, it's been days since I've been back to the Matou family home. I've missed it terribly." Wang Chong transformed into a wisp of black smoke and, instead of heading to the main entrance, returned to the Matou family home through the secret escape passage that the old insect had once created. The entrance was located in the Matou family's basement.

Just as he was about to climb the stairs into the basement, he heard a cheerful voice from above: "Oh! Not bad! Shiki! This sword is much better than the last one. With your current fighting strength, you could have become a qualified knight in the past."

He recognized Mordred's voice immediately. Without hesitation, Wang Chong opened the top cover and saw Mordred and Ryougi Shiki locked in a real battle.

"Be careful, don't get hurt," Wang Chong called out.

"Understood, Master." Mordred had already sensed Wang Chong's presence below, so she wasn't particularly surprised when he emerged. However, Ryougi Shiki, who had been focused on her training, was taken aback by Wang Chong's sudden return, and in a moment of distraction, her sword was knocked into the air by Mordred's blade.

"Flash Step - Water Moon." After leaping into the air, Wang Chong changed direction three times in succession, shuttling back and forth in a strange manner, and finally landed in front of Xiao Liang Shiyi. He handed the knife to her and said, "Watch my walking posture carefully and practice it well. Don't just practice your hand skills but ignore the coordination of your footwork."

"Yes, Master." Xiao Liangyi took this matter very seriously and nodded.

Wang Chong patted Xiao Liangyi's head as a reward, then said, "Let's stop here for today. Go take a shower first. I brought a gift with me." Wang Chong then took out the classic outfit of the futuristic sister: a blue kimono and a red coat.

"So? Do you like these two outfits?" Wang Chong asked with a smile.

"Hmm...hmm!" A light flashed in Xiao Liang Yi's eyes. It was obvious that she had a sense of destiny about these two clothes. She liked them very much.

"Then hurry up and wash yourself, then put it on and see if it fits... What a decisive fellow." Watching the young couple disappear without a trace like an arrow, Wang Chong said with a smile.