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

"It's coming..."

Wang Chong let out a low growl, burying himself deep into W for the last time, releasing the second wave of essence for the night.

The scalding seed assaulted the sensitive baby's breast, and W reached her climax. Her vaginal canal contracted violently, greedily devouring everything.

Ines was also infected by this passionate scene and quickly followed W's footsteps to climb to the top.

Wang Chong, of course, did not show favoritism. After ejaculating halfway, he switched and thrust into Ines's deepest part, pouring in his essence while also bringing Ines to the peak of pleasure.

At that moment, the three of them reached a perfect unity and plunged together into the abyss of pleasure.

After a long while, as the afterglow subsided, Wang Chong looked down at the two women beneath him. Their intertwined bodies were covered in mottled marks. Their sweat-drenched bodies were flushed, and their slightly heaving chests showed their still-unsettled breathing.

He lay languidly on the two soft bodies, one arm around Ines's waist and the other on W's shoulder. The lingering warmth and fragrance surrounded him, creating a warm and alluring scene.

The two former warriors fell silent, curled up in his arms like two satiated cats. A milky white liquid still oozed from between their legs, a testament to the intense passion they had just shared.

Chapter 213 Relocation

By noon, the sky had already become completely bright, and many Reunion Movement warriors who had been exhausted all night slept for the entire morning and afternoon.

Now, they have begun packing their luggage as instructed yesterday. After lunch, they will prepare to depart.

Inside Ines's cottage, the two women began to slowly wake up.

"My head hurts so much...cough cough, and there's a strange taste in my mouth."

W shook his dazed head, and as he regained consciousness, the memory of the intense lovemaking that occurred before he fell asleep began to resurface.

Those images kept flashing through W's mind, filling him with shame and anger. W slammed his fist on the bed, gritting his teeth and saying, "Damn it!"

"You're only criticizing now? Don't you think that's making you look even worse?"

A cool, clear voice came from behind W; it was Ines, who had regained her cool and aloof demeanor.

"Heh, what's this? Who are you putting on this aloof act for now? Why aren't you begging for your master's attention like you were last night?"

W turned around and saw Ines's face, which ignited her anger. She said coldly.

"Say what you will." Ines got up abruptly and got off the bed. "Don't forget, the master I mentioned is now your master too. You are no different from me now."

"Tch." W turned her head away, knowing full well what Du Ming was capable of. Her appearance and behavior in bed earlier had already made her lose face completely.

Seeing that W wasn't firing off his usual barrage of words, Ines knew that W had, to some extent, been forced to understand her.

Ines had taken a few steps when she suddenly stopped and said, "W."

"Hmm?" W looked up at Ines when she heard Ines call her name.

With her back to W, Ines finally uttered, "Thank you... and I'm sorry..."

After saying that, Ines walked towards where the bathtub had been.

"...Tsk, Ines, you only know how to do unnecessary things."

W clicked his tongue lightly, then stood up and shouted loudly:

"Hey! You have time to say those things, why don't you burn a bucket for me too? And also, you stink!"

"Get out!" came Ines's reply from the inner room.

……

Wang Chong had already woken up and left Ines's house. After all, he still needed to bring Arcueid back from the Dimensional House.

Of course, this wasn't the only reason Wang Chong woke up so early; another reason was that Albion had been left outside Ines's house for too long.

On his way back, Wang Chong had actually been with Albion the whole time, but after encountering Ines, he made him stay obediently outside the door and not make any noise.

Surprisingly, this was the first time since Albion was born that he had obeyed the order to stay still and guard the house.

You see, although Albion listens to Wang Chong, he is naturally restless. Once he leaves Wang Chong's sight, he might wander off somewhere and cause trouble.

Wang Chong was also suddenly awakened by this incident. He quickly put on his clothes and ran outside.

When he went outside to check, he found Albion perfectly fine on the roof, having not gone anywhere.

Now, Wang Chong felt much more at ease. It seemed that Albion's intelligence had now surpassed that of an infant and that he was beginning to seriously carry out some of his orders.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he noticed that Albion's gaze towards him had become somewhat strange.

"Last night's gains: Ines's infatuation level is over 90%, there's no chance of reversal. Favorability at 50, so-so."

Wang Chong looked at the panel data displayed by the Eye of Depravity, and then continued to look down: "W's favorability is -50, hehe, this is the first time I've seen it so low, but the depravity value has suddenly soared to 60%."

"As expected, my guess was correct. My seed is more effective at curing infected people than my blood, and its addictive properties are far greater. And the more severe the infection, the more likely the person is to become addicted."

This is why, before officially taking down W, Wang Chong first made her swallow Ines and his own secretions, then performed oral sex, and finally went all the way.

Only in this way will W be completely unable to resist this dependence, and as the amount and method of receiving the seeds gradually increase and progress, W will fall hopelessly in love with this feeling and be completely immersed in it.

"Albion's favorability remains at 80 as always. It seems I was just overthinking things."

Wang Chong knew that this was because Albion had always regarded him as family. From the moment he was born, he had carried this favorable feeling without the slightest change.

"Hmph, I knew Chong wouldn't come back. He said he was giving me time to chat with everyone, but actually he went off to have some new fun behind our backs."

Just then, a sour smell wafted from the entrance to the Dimensional House. Arcueid, looking jealous, stood with her hands on her hips and said, "Chong, aren't you going to explain yourself?"

"Can I say that it was just a coincidence?" Wang Chong said with a smile.

“Liar.” Arcueid clearly didn’t believe it.

"Alright, I'll tell you what happened tonight later. It's almost noon, you must be hungry, don't you want to eat something?"

Wang Chong shrugged helplessly, then changed the subject and asked.

"meat!"

Arcueid immediately grinned upon hearing that it was related to food, as if she had forgotten what had just happened, and quickly raised her hand to speak.

"Alright, alright, I'll take you to eat meat now." Wang Chong led Arcueid towards the settlement.

……

After noon, people began carrying furniture in carts and gradually leaving through the dug tunnels. As for the houses, since they couldn't be taken with them, they were all burned down.

However, the new base already had enough houses to sustain everyone, so no one was too reluctant to leave.

Wang Chong had the group leave one by one, while he and a few other guerrillas, including Patriots, temporarily camped at the foot of the mountain and did not leave immediately.

After all, although Ursus's army was temporarily hesitant to continue fighting the Reunion Movement because of their decapitation strike, they still kept around the mountain and sent scouts to investigate the situation from time to time.

In the southwestern battlefield, the bamboo forests that had not yet withered temporarily blocked the scouts' reconnaissance. However, just in case, Faust still led some scouts to patrol various places to prevent the enemy from using climbing methods to get up the mountain.

"Charge! We'll be leaving now." Talulah arrived at the front line, where she would lead the last wave of soldiers, excluding those stationed at the front, away.

"Okay, once we get there, remember to familiarize yourself with the road conditions. Get more people to help the construction team and continue expanding deeper into the mountains."

Wang Chong said, "After holding out here for about three days, I will bring those heavy weapons, artillery, and Patriots to join us."

"Okay, be careful." Talulah said before turning back.

Chapter 214 The Movements of Saint-Gobain

Saint-Germain Castle

Inside the council hall, all the nobles and ministers stood on either side, participating in today's council proceedings.

However, the atmosphere in the entire hall was extremely oppressive at this moment, and no one dared to utter a sound.

The reason, of course, was their emperor, Fyodor Vladimirovich, whose face was extremely grim as he looked at the report of the crushing defeat sent from the front.

"What's wrong? Everyone's quiet now? Weren't you usually so noisy?"

Fyodor slammed the battle report on the table, and looking at the group of nobles and ministers below who had their heads bowed and dared not answer, his anger only intensified.

"Excellent, truly excellent. You are all my good subjects and nobles. How long have I been in this position? And yet, the Ursus army has been corrupted to this extent!!"

"A group of bandits, numbering less than a few thousand, and a single rebel, slaughtered tens of thousands of my soldiers, even wiping out their generals. Is this the esteemed Major General you recommended to me?! Is this the result you so confidently promised?"

After Fyodor finished his angry rebuke, he stood up and roared:

"Forty thousand men couldn't take down this bandit, yet they're all bragging about that traitorous captain! What? Can he single-handedly slaughter tens of thousands of my soldiers?"

"If 40,000 isn't enough to wipe out these damned, rebellious bandits, then we'll have 100,000! 200,000! 300,000! 1 million!"

"His Majesty."

At this moment, Vitter, the Speaker of the Imperial Diet, stepped forward first and bowed to Fyodor.

Seeing Witte step forward, Fyodor's anger subsided somewhat. He coldly swept his gaze across the other ministers below, finding not a single capable advisor besides Witte in the vast council hall. This deeply disheartened Fyodor.

"A bunch of parasites who only care about sucking the blood of the country."

Fyodor suppressed his anger once more. This defeat not only humiliated him but also damaged Ursus's international prestige.

The neighboring countries along the border are becoming increasingly restless, constantly thinking about devouring this behemoth, Ursus, and keeping a close eye on the moment when Ursus shows signs of weakness.

This is both a threat and an opportunity—an opportunity for Fyodor to seize power completely, just like the late emperor, and to unleash his full potential to initiate reforms.

Now, it remains to be seen how Witt will cooperate in this endeavor.

“Your Majesty, I believe that dealing with these bandits can no longer be done simply by having the Third and Fourth Army Corps suppress them on the spot,” Witt said.

“Tell me about it,” Fyodor said slowly.

"As the battle report says, the Reunification Movement forces are not only strong in overall combat capability, but most importantly, their top soldiers are far superior to our generals."

"Even the two marshals in charge of the Third and Fourth Armies wouldn't dare say they could be a match for the traitor Bochokast. The disadvantage in high-end combat power is inherently likely to affect the course of the war and will inevitably become a weak point for our Ursus army to be breached."

"In mountainous and forested areas, where troops cannot operate freely, it is the battlefield where small combat groups can exert their greatest advantages. The advantage of numbers is naturally weakened by the environment, while the strength of individual soldiers is dramatically enhanced by this environment."

"Therefore, if this band of mountain bandits from the Reunion Movement is determined to hold the mountain, unless we can surround them until they run out of ammunition and food, forcing them to face our army head-on, they will, as the battle report shows, be caught off guard and nearly be destroyed..."

Witt finished explaining the strengths and weaknesses of Ursus and the Reunion Movement in the battle report, and analyzed the real reasons for their defeat.

“Therefore, I suggest, firstly, that we use the same methods that the Reunification Movement used against our army to deal with them,” Witt said.

"Their method? How so?" Fyodor asked.

“Recruit truly capable individuals nationwide to deal with the Reunion Movement. Let those with high strength take care of the powerful bandit leaders. At that time, the Reunion Movement, leaderless, will naturally be just as vulnerable.”

Witt spoke slowly.

“Witt, you make it sound so easy, recruiting capable people… but who knows if those recruits are truly talented or just charlatans?” However, soon someone stood up to voice their opposition.

Without even looking, Witte knew that the one who raised the objection was none other than his old rival, the representative of the old noble military forces—Grand Duke Constantine.

At the same time, the other party is also the Minister of Military Affairs of the Ursus Empire, in charge of all military affairs in the country. Although he does not have the right to directly command the various army groups, he is, after all, a representative leader elected by military merit, and his power is enough to rival the civilian group represented by Witt.

"In my opinion, it is the duty of us military personnel to suppress the rebels. Recruiting some shady characters to deal with them might end up falling into the hands of others and becoming their help, which would be even more detrimental to our army's anti-bandit operations."

Although Grand Duke Constantine was very old, his voice was still strong and resonant.

"As for the situation mentioned in the battle report, this old minister humbly requests Your Majesty to allocate some Imperial Guards, and in conjunction with the excellent war sorcerers, veteran vanguards, and Wendigo shield guards that I have drawn from the Second Army, to form a special forces unit."

Constantine then volunteered:

"Give this old minister a month, and I will surely be able to train a valiant army skilled in mountain raids and decapitation strikes."

"Grand Duke Constantine, I have given you two chances, but you have disappointed me both times."

Fyodor snorted coldly, then continued, "Putting aside the matter of drawing troops from the Imperial Guard, a month... do you think the army can possibly sustain itself there for a month? Are you going to pay for the food, supplies, and transportation?"

"This old minister is terrified." Constantine understood His Majesty's meaning and therefore did not continue speaking.

"Your Majesty, it is precisely because our army cannot sustain this stalemate for too long that we need time to train new special forces or recruit capable individuals. Therefore, I agree with a suggestion from Grand Duke Constantine."

Witt continued, "That is, we must now send some of our inner guards to the front lines to oversee the battle. Whether it's to boost morale or to deal with Bozokasti, this is the most direct and effective method at this stage."

“If the inner guards are transferred away, it will inevitably cause flaws and weaken the defenses of Saint-Germain. Do you have a solution to this?” Fyodor asked in a deep voice.

"This is my third point. Whether it's for the defense of Saint-Germain Fortress or to prevent banditry similar to the Reunion Movement from recurring in various regions, I humbly request that the size of the Imperial Guard be expanded!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked. Expand the inner guard? What was this all about? Did they think they didn't have enough knives hanging over their necks, enough time bombs?

"Your Majesty! Absolutely not!"

Many ministers voiced their opposition, including the civil service group represented by Witte.

The power of the Imperial Guards was simply too great, like a sharp blade hanging over their heads.

In addition, because he sealed away evil spirits to gain power, he was a ticking time bomb in himself, and no one wants more and more of these ticking time bombs to appear.

However, Fyodor ignored the ministers' voices and gestured for Witte to continue.

"Expanding the inner guard and monitoring the whole country is of utmost urgency. In addition, the local supervisory guards seem to be too corrupt and incompetent. I request that the position of supervisory guard be abolished and that soldiers who can truly monitor and protect the local area and fight well be selected from the local area."