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

Wang Chong closed his eyes slightly and began to transmit his black mist until it covered the entire forest. But he still couldn't find any trace of Mozart.

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

Wang Chong began to think about it.

Chapter 14 France at the Forefront of Art

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

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

The reason for this is likely inextricably linked to Mozart. It is said that the demon pillar guarding the first singularity is Andusias, known as the Demon of Music. And Mozart, a musician, is described as having composed music for the demon.

In the final chapter, Mozart even stated that the current Demon Pillar Andusias should have been replaced by something else.

Why was he so certain that Andusias's intermediary had been replaced? There is probably only one answer: Mozart was the original candidate to house the demon god Andusias.

However, Mozart had already dedicated his soul and life to music theory, and he had neither the inclination nor the interest in the destruction of humanity.

This is why the singularity in France did not see the arrival of the Demon Pillars, making it the easiest singularity for Ritsuka and his group.

And now… will Mozart's disappearance cause some kind of butterfly effect? ​​Wang Chong's eyes narrowed slightly. It seems that his involvement has ultimately added a lot of variables to this singularity.

Come to think of it, has he once again taken over the position of Caster and become a Caster-class Servant? Wang Chong couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Master? What are you thinking about?"

Just then, Marie Antoinette's clear and melodious voice rang out from behind Wang Chong. Only then did Wang Chong look back and see that Marie Antoinette had removed her crown, revealing her light and fluffy beige twin ponytails.

Her hair, like delicate silk, cascaded over her shoulders, the slightly curled ends adding a touch of playfulness. Combined with her clear voice and graceful figure, she resembled a pink butterfly dancing in a garden, perfectly blending elegance with innocent charm.

Seeing this, Wang Chong pondered for a moment and said, "It's nothing, Miss Mary. I was just thinking about my plans and intentions for the future."

"Right now, it's just the two of us, and we're still a bit outnumbered. Whether it's gathering information or fighting those dragons, what we can do is still a drop in the ocean. If we could find more companions, things might be much easier."

“Indeed, it’s quite exhausting to keep having the Master deal with those dragons. Now that our homeland is in trouble, there should be many more people like me being summoned. If we could find them…”

As she spoke, Marie Antoinette blushed again and continued:

"In the end, it's because my role was too limited... I couldn't even defeat those dragons directly, and I had to flee in fear. I was able to help my Master in too little."

“Don’t underestimate yourself, Miss Mary. You also have your own ways to help me, help everyone, and even help our country,” Wang Chong said, shaking his head.

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

“Miss Mary, your words and your innate innocence are so inspiring. Just hearing your encouragement will surely boost everyone’s morale. Even I feel a sense of healing.”

Wang Chong praised without reservation.

"Does encouragement really motivate you? Can my words truly empower your Master?" Mary blushed slightly again, asking somewhat shyly.

"Of course, Miss Mary... and I believe that all the companions we meet in the future will praise you for this. Perhaps, the ability to bring other companions in will depend on your social skills, Miss Mary."

Wang Chong said with a smile.

"Hehe...Is I really that amazing?"

Mary chuckled foolishly, then said:

"It's incredible... I was so insecure just now, but after hearing Master's words, I feel like I'm invincible. It's not so much my words that bring power, but Master's words that have such magic, right?"

“Actually, I can give you strength not only through words. Miss Mary, I can also give you a certain ability to protect yourself. That way, perhaps when I can’t take care of you, this strength can help you.”

Wang Chong suddenly changed the subject and said...

"Huh? Give me the ability to protect myself?" Mary asked, puzzled.

……

Soon, Wang Chong led Marie Antoinette to the inner room and laid her on the bed. After explaining the general function of the Third Law, Marie Antoinette was astonished:

"To have a real body? Isn't that like being resurrected from the dead? Can magicians really do something like that?"

"Yes, only I can do this. But Miss Mary, I'll need your cooperation. Because it involves reshaping your body, I need to thoroughly understand your physique. There might be some impolite things I do, so please bear with me."

Wang Chong spoke slowly.

“I need to reshape my body, to understand my body… Ah.” As if she had thought of something, Marie Antoinette’s face turned extremely red.

"I...I understand. It's like dedicating oneself to art. If you don't do it, you definitely won't be able to understand it clearly. Anyway, it's Master, so it doesn't matter."

Mary stammered.

Upon hearing Mary's words, Wang Chong was taken aback, not yet understanding what Mary meant by "artistic dedication." Suddenly, a blue light flashed around Mary, and then with a whoosh, she vanished into blue fragments.

Yes, Mary's aristocratic attire vanished in an instant, revealing her delicate, innocent body to Wang Chong.

The process came so suddenly that Wang Chong was somewhat taken aback and was not mentally prepared.

He genuinely didn't mean it that way. His use of the word "rude" was merely a polite way of saying there might be physical contact. Why did the car suddenly accelerate to this speed?

Is this the true value of the seven-year itch? Mary seems even more reserved than he imagined... Wang Chong finally understands what Mary really meant by "dedicating oneself to art."

Wang Chong has now experienced firsthand the avant-garde and openness of French art.

"Um...can we begin?" Mary exhaled softly, her eyes filled with shyness, as if they were about to overflow with tears. The rise and fall of her chest also proved that Mary was not entirely calm at this moment.

"it is good……"

Since Mary has gone to such lengths, it would seem hypocritical for me to offer any further advice.

Wang Chong decided to go along with it and placed his hands directly on Mary's lower abdomen and chest. A warm energy began to emerge and seep into Mary's body.

"Waaah!"

Mary bit her lower lip lightly. The warm sensation made her body feel strange, but she simply accepted it as a necessary experience in rebuilding her body. It was like the intense itching that occurs when a cut wound scabs over and new flesh grows.

Seeing Mary's forbearance, Wang Chong showed no further courtesy. He continued to activate his Third Magic, materializing Mary's Servant body's soul. At the same time, he channeled the power of the black mist, constantly stirring up the deepest desires within Mary's heart.

Her hands began to slowly move towards other parts of her body, and she said confidently, "Next, I will check the size and condition of each part. Miss Mary, please be patient. This will all pass soon."

Marie Antoinette nodded. From the moment they made physical contact, her favorability towards Wang Chong had soared to 80 points. She wasn't dissatisfied with some of Wang Chong's "outrageous" behavior; on the contrary, she was increasingly delighted.

And so, under Wang Chong's caresses, Mary experienced the materialization of her soul. That fiery feeling would be etched into her soul for a lifetime.

Chapter 15 The Queen of France, as Sweet as a Cake (Part 1)

Wang Chong finally withdrew his hands, looked at his exquisitely sculpted body, and couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile.

The third spell was executed flawlessly, and Marie Antoinette now possessed a true body instead of her original Servant form.

"how do you feel?"

Wang Chong asked aloud.

"Hmm...it seems like there's not much difference from before."

Marie Antoinette couldn't help but squeeze her legs together, trying to prevent the water from overflowing, her ten toes involuntarily curling up, trapping the bedding between her fingers.

She carefully felt the changes in her body, but apart from the burning sensation, she did not notice any difference from her previous body.

Of course, this is very likely because she focused most of her attention on feeling Wang Chong's palm, her mind filled with the sensations of being touched all over her body by Wang Chong, so Mary, whose mind had become dull, naturally did not notice the change.

However, Mary's mind was clearly no longer on whether she was resurrected. After the other person finished caressing her entire body, a strange heat had been gathering in her lower abdomen, leaving her no time to think.

Mary covered her lower abdomen with both hands, no longer caring that the rest of her body was exposed. At that moment, she had only one thought: she wanted to release that strange feeling in her stomach.

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

"No...no, I'm just a little..."

Mary blushed deeply, unsure how to explain this to her Master.

Wang Chong seemed to understand something and said, "I get it. It's noon now. You just used up too much energy to withstand the materialization of your soul. So you must be hungry."

"Huh?" Mary was slightly taken aback after hearing Wang Chong's explanation. Although she was grateful that Wang Chong was still concerned about her hunger under these circumstances, she hadn't eaten anything at all...

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

Suddenly, Mary saw Wang Chong take an item out of thin air, and a familiar milky scent wafted into Mary's nostrils. Mary's expression immediately became incredibly excited.

“I remember you really like these kinds of things. I just happened to have some prepared, just to tide you over.” Wang Chong smiled and handed a small piece of cake and a knife and fork to Mary, saying:

"How is it? Do you like it?"

"I love it! I love it so much! Cake is the most delicious thing." Mary happily accepted the cake Wang Chong handed her and began to enjoy it.

"Wow! This smooth texture, this sweet flavor... Absolutely divine! It's top-notch even among cakes!"

Marie Antoinette enjoyed the cake immensely. As she consumed the sugar, her brain began to release dopamine, making her even happier.

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

Mary's face flushed red. The ceremony was already over, yet she was still naked. It was rather indecent.

But just as Mary was about to change her clothes back, she remembered the other person's burning gaze, which seemed to hold flames within it, and hesitated again.

She was simply naive and innocent; she wasn't ignorant of matters between men and women. She could naturally sense the greed and desire in the other person's eyes.

Mary, however, felt no aversion whatsoever. On the contrary, she found it admirable that the other person could so openly expose their desires to her. Everyone has a love of beauty, and Mary was well aware of her own allure.

Now that she has exposed herself so completely, if the other party still remains like a block of wood, completely unmoved, Mary will think that the other party is hypocritical.

That's why Mary hesitated. She felt that showing Wang Chong her naked body was not a big deal, but rather an opportunity to attract him and hold onto his heart.

Mary even harbored a secret anticipation for something more to come. However, as a "lady" and a member of the royal family, she ultimately had to maintain a certain degree of reserve.

Mary's thoughts raced for a split second. Though her face flushed, she didn't revert her clothes back. Instead, she pretended not to notice and asked, "What's wrong... Why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?"

When Wang Chong heard Mary's reply, his smile widened even more. He knew he had made the right bet. Relying on Mary's high regard for him, even if he actively revealed his desire, she would pretend not to see it.

This... is a disguised invitation.

Upon receiving the invitation, Wang Chong simply smiled and said, "Yes, there are indeed some things."

Wang Chong reached out and gently wiped away the cream from the corner of Mary's mouth, then said with a smile, "Miss Mary, don't turn into a little glutton."

"Thump—thump—"

Mary felt her heart begin to race. The affectionate address and the other person's gentle actions made her feel a flutter in her heart.

Mary squeezed her thighs together even tighter, then took a small piece of cake with a fork and handed it to Wang Chong, saying, "Um... I can't always eat it all by myself. Master should have some too."

Looking at the little fork that Mary had just licked alone, Wang Chong swallowed the cake Mary fed him without hesitation. This intimate interaction between the couple made Mary even happier.

"Ah, Master, please wait a moment."

At this moment, Mary also noticed the cake stains left on Wang Chong's lips and, imitating Wang Chong's earlier action, dabbed them off with her finger.

Mary added an extra step: she put the cake bits on her fingers into her mouth, sucked on them, and then said with a smile, "That way nothing's wasted!"

Seeing Mary's increasingly bold actions, Wang Chong understood her intentions. His gaze was fixed intently on Mary's pupils, his fervent look making her body grow even hotter.

“That’s right, we can’t waste cake. I’ll help Mary finish the leftover bits too,” Wang Chong said with a smile.

"Hey... is it still around my mouth?" Hearing Wang Chong say this, Mary, whose face was flushed, subconsciously licked the corner of her mouth as her mouth became dry.

“No, there’s no residue around the mouth.” Wang Chong moved even closer, their noses almost touching.

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

"Eh...where am I? Ugh..."

The next moment, Mary's pupils contracted slightly, and the plate she was holding, containing the remaining cake, suddenly fell from her hand, causing the cake to hit her without her even realizing it.

At that moment, Wang Chong held Mary's chin and began a deep, authentic French kiss with her.

Wang Chong's tongue easily pried open her pearly teeth, swirling wildly inside her mouth. At first, Mary passively responded, their tongues inadvertently intertwining.

After their tongues intertwined passionately, they began to lick each other's saliva. Wang Chong's large tongue skillfully slipped into Mary's warm, moist mouth, domineeringly sweeping through every corner.

Mary, not to be outdone, reciprocated by extending her delicate tongue to entwine with his, exchanging sweet saliva. A sweet aroma lingered between their lips and teeth, the aftertaste of the cake.

"Mmm...uh..."

Mary let out a soft moan; she felt her whole body heating up, especially a wave of unbearable emptiness rising in her lower abdomen. Her legs rubbed together incessantly, trying to relieve the itching sensation.

While Wang Chong kissed Mary deeply, he stroked her smooth and delicate skin with his rough hands.

From her slender neck to her soft breasts, and then to her flat stomach, he didn't miss a single inch. Mary's sensitive body trembled under his caresses, and her snow-white skin flushed a faint pink.

The sounds of kissing, "chu...chu...", echoed in the room.

Mary felt like she was suffocating, but she still greedily chased after Wang Chong's lips, unwilling to part.

Her nipples hardened and stood erect under stimulation, and fluid kept flowing between her legs.

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