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

Kiyohime let Wang Chong roam freely in her mouth, clumsily cooperating with his passionate kisses.

"Lucky? Yes, I am... There was a time when I thought I could find happiness, but it turned out to be just wishful thinking. And now... can I finally have my own happiness?"

Kiyohime trembled slightly, as if afraid that her feelings would be misplaced again, and she gripped Wang Chong's clothes tightly with both hands.

Wang Chong naturally sensed all of this, and he held Qingji even tighter, giving her the sense of security she deserved.

Chapter 43 Kiyohime, I Need Your Help with My Cultivation (Part 1)

"Hahahahaha..."

In the space filled with black mist, only the sounds of kissing echoed intermittently.

Although it was very dark around her, Kiyohime was still able to see Wang Chong's face clearly.

All Kiyohime wants now is to firmly remember her Master.

After a long while, their lips finally parted. Kiyohime exhaled a fragrant breath, feeling as if the love in her heart had been completely ignited.

Whether Kiyohime's true form is a snake or a dragon is now impossible to ascertain completely. However, they do share a common trait: dragons (snakes) are inherently yin.

It was precisely because of this that, after being thoroughly aroused by Wang Chong's kiss, Kiyohime seemed to greedily want more, and her thighs began to rub together involuntarily, her heart filled with anticipation for what would happen next.

"I'm so happy, Master... I'm so happy that you responded to Kiyohime's feelings like this. My heart is beating faster and faster, as if it's about to burst out and be completely handed over to you, Master."

Kiyohime stuck out her tongue and said with a smile.

Seeing Kiyohime's submissive and impatient demeanor, Wang Chong couldn't resist teasing her. He chuckled and said:

"Kiyohime, can you do something for your Master?"

Kiyohime's heart skipped a beat. Her mind, already somewhat confused, naturally drifted to that kind of thing. Her face flushed even more, and she grew increasingly impatient, tearing at Wang Chong's clothes as she said:

“Alright, whatever Master wants Kiyohime to do, Kiyohime will accept.”

"Don't rush, the thing I need your help with is very simple. I need you, Qingji, to help me with my cultivation." Wang Chong grabbed Qingji's wrists with both hands and said with a smile.

"To help you cultivate?" Kiyohime asked, looking puzzled.

"If you can break my composure, I will agree to anything you ask of Kiyohime unconditionally," Wang Chong said with a smile.

In an instant, Kiyohime completely understood Wang Chong's meaning. Was this a test of her charm? No, perhaps there was more to it.

But without a doubt, this is a hurdle that every wife must overcome. If a wife lacks the ability to arouse her husband at any time, how can she be a good match for him? And how can she guarantee the continuation of their lineage?

After considering the matter, Kiyohime raised an eyebrow and smiled, agreeing:

"Okay, let's give it a try~ But I don't have much self-control. I'm afraid that before you, Master, even lose your composure... well, I'll lose my composure first."

As she spoke, Kiyohime continued to tease Wang Chong's body with her hands, and the expression on her face became even more dreamy and alluring.

"Okay, but let's set some rules first. There are some things you can do, and some things you can't do."

All that could be heard was Wang Chong slowly saying:

"First: You can use any part of your body to seduce me, except home plate. Second: Simply raising the flag isn't enough; you have to completely bring me to my senses to successfully break my composure. Third: Time is up when we successfully reunite with the other teammates."

Upon hearing these three rules, Kiyohime instinctively felt a little frustrated. She wanted to go all the way with her Master, but now she was directly restricted.

Fortunately, Kiyohime wasn't discouraged; as long as she could win, that was enough. She considered it all just an appetizer and foreplay before her Master's home run.

"Phew... Then Kiyohime will work hard and won't let Master down~"

Kiyohime smiled gently, her slender fingers tracing patterns on Wang Chong's body. She first unbuttoned Wang Chong's clothes, then removed her own outer garment. Her fair, snow-white skin was exposed to the air, and her breasts were faintly visible.

"Does Master like the way I look?"

She pulled her blue hair back with both hands, exposing her entire body to Wang Chong's view. Then, she leaned forward, their skin almost touching.

Kiyohime gently bit her lower lip, her jade-like fingers tracing across Wang Chong's chest. Her warm breath brushed against Wang Chong's ear, her soft, slender tongue licking along his earlobe before finally taking it into her mouth and nibbling gently.

"Hmm...it seems Master really likes being treated this way~"

Because they were pressed so close together, Kiyohime could clearly feel the almost imperceptible trembling of the other's body. Kiyohime's eyes were filled with seductive charm, and her voice became even softer and more alluring.

Her long, slender legs brushed lightly against Wang Chong's thighs, her delicate waist swaying gently, causing her chest to rub against his firm abdomen. Qing Ji's hands traced the lines of his abdominal muscles, sometimes drawing circles, sometimes lightly tapping.

"Master's body is so hot... Does this feel good?"

Kiyohime's voice carried a hint of allure, her warm breath brushing against Wang Chong's ear. Her slender fingers gently traced the contours of his abdomen, feeling the lines of his firm muscles. Her other hand moved down his back, occasionally lightly scratching his sensitive spots with her fingernails.

Then, Kiyohime wrapped her arms around Wang Chong's neck and pressed her entire body against him. Her long, slender legs wrapped around his waist, rubbing against him back and forth.

"The Master's scent... is truly irresistible..."

Kiyohime murmured softly, leaning down to rub her cheek against Wang Chong's chest. Her long hair fell on either side of Wang Chong's waist, bringing a slight tickle.

Her lips and tongue began to savor Wang Chong's body, tracing his path down from his collarbone, leaving traces on every inch of his skin. Wherever her tongue touched, a shiver would quickly rise, accompanied by a tingling sensation.

"Hmm... based on the modern common sense I've crammed into my head, men seem to be quite sensitive to being licked here..."

Kiyohime mischievously took Wang Chong's breast into her mouth and gently sucked on it, her tongue nimbly swirling around, while her jade fingers traced the lines of his abdomen downwards.

"Hehe, Master has already started raising the flag~"

As if sensing something, Kiyohime said with a slight smile.

Throughout the entire process, Wang Chong did not open his eyes. Instead, he seemed to be enduring it, or perhaps enjoying it, silently letting Qing Ji do whatever she wanted to him.

Seeing this, Kiyohime became even bolder. She took Wang Chong's burning member into her hand through the fabric and began to slowly rub it up and down. Each movement was just right, neither too forceful nor too gentle.

At the same time, she didn't overlook Wang Chong's other sensitive areas. Her slender fingers stroked back and forth on the inside of Wang Chong's thighs through the fabric, occasionally lightly brushing over the most vulnerable parts, causing Wang Chong to tremble slightly.

"It seems Master likes this too..."

Kiyohime's voice took on a seductive quality, and she became even more captivating.

Her slender, jade-like fingers deftly played with that spot, sometimes gently stroking it, sometimes skillfully squeezing it. Sensing the signs of it gradually awakening, Kiyohime smiled with satisfaction.

Next, Kiyohime knelt before Wang Chong, looking up at him. Her slender, jade-like fingers deftly untied her trousers, pulling them down to her ankles. What lay before her was now revealed in all its grandeur.

"Ah, it has become so big, it's really magnificent. I feel that if it had completely changed, I wouldn't even be able to hold it with one hand."

Kiyohime gasped in amazement as she extended her tongue, licking upwards from the base. The warm sensation enveloped the erection, allowing her to notice its change with satisfaction. Meanwhile, her hands were not idle, stroking back and forth along the inner thigh.

"Hmm... Is this the Master's taste? It's so delicious... Ah, it's amazing, I feel like my brain is going to be completely overheated."

She murmured softly, taking her head into her mouth and sucking. Her nimble little tongue continuously stimulated the most sensitive areas, making soft, wet sounds.

"The Master's joy is conveyed through this treasure."

Kiyohime closed her eyes in ecstasy, carefully feeling the changes in the treasure in her mouth.

Kiyohime's mouth was warm and moist, her soft tongue wrapping around the head and rotating back and forth. Her two jade-like hands held the thick shaft, her thumbs occasionally scratching the sensitive spots.

After gradually getting used to the size, Kiyohime began to try swallowing it deeper. She relaxed her throat muscles and slowly brought the object into her mouth. Even though it caused her to gag, she endured the discomfort and continued to go deeper.

"Gurgle... Ugh..."

With a final, complete swallow, it was all submerged within. Kiyohime's cheeks flushed from the brief moment of not breathing, and tears of reason welled in her eyes. But to please her lover, she remained in that position.

The tight throat pressed against the most sensitive tip, and Kiyohime struggled to overcome the urge to vomit, making swallowing motions. The muscles in her throat contracted and writhed, massaging her and bringing ultimate pleasure.

When she could no longer hold her breath, Kiyohime reluctantly withdrew, leaving behind a strand of saliva. She gasped for fresh air, glistening saliva at the corner of her mouth. Then she took it in again, this time with faster and more forceful movements.

Each time, she swallowed the treasure to its deepest point. Her small mouth was stretched to its maximum, and she could feel a tearing pain at the corner of her mouth.

Saliva uncontrollably spilled from the corners of her mouth, wetting her chin and collarbone. Kiyohime's saliva increased, even dripping onto her heaving breasts. Her legs also began to rub together, her lower body becoming increasingly wet.

"Uh...uh..."

Kiyohime let out muffled moans, immersed in the pleasure of serving her lover. Her movements became faster and faster, her cheeks aching from the exertion, but this did nothing to dampen her passion.

The nimble tongue kept stimulating every inch of skin, and the two hands were not idle either. One hand was kneading the magic bag, while the other hand was stroking the base in coordination with the mouth.

However, it's unclear whether Wang Chong was determined to make things difficult for Kiyohime or what, but even though Kiyohime had been working so hard for a long time, Wang Chong didn't seem to have much of an urge to unleash his Noble Phantasm, except for a slight tremor.

Kiyohime immediately realized that her stimulation was far from enough; she needed to use more powerful methods.

Kiyohime's eyes were alluring. After spitting out the treasure, she parted her cherry lips and spat out a few drops of turbid fluid onto it. Then she poked at it with her hand, making the treasure glow with a ghostly light. She propped herself up on her thighs, raising her breasts to clamp the burning treasure between them.

"Does Master like Kiyohime serving you like this?"

Kiyohime looked down at the grotesque Noble Phantasm tightly wrapped in her own soft snowballs and asked softly. The two round snowballs rubbed against each other, occasionally scraping the pillar with their red tassels.

The soft, smooth texture made Wang Chong sigh softly. Seeing this, Kiyohime worked even harder, opening her cherry-like mouth to take the tip of the treasure into her mouth, rising up with the movement of her breasts.

"Mmm... Chu... Ugh..." Kiyohime swayed her voluptuous body as she swallowed and exhaled the dragon's head. The warm breasts kept squeezing and rubbing against her, occasionally slowing down the pace and gently grinding the entire Noble Phantasm with the snowballs.

Saliva spilled from the corners of her mouth, dripping down her chin and between her high, firm breasts. Kiyohime extended her delicate tongue, greedily licking every inch of her sensitive spots, making sure to care for the most vulnerable areas each time.

Kiyohime tilted her head back and looked at Wang Chong's expression. Seeing his eyes tightly closed and his brows furrowed, she quickened her pace. Her lips enveloped his, sucking heavily, and her breasts pressed even tighter together.

Success seemed to be just around the corner.

Chapter 44 Kiyohime, I Need Your Help with My Cultivation (Part 2)

"Halt! Who are you?!"

A man in orange armor shouted sternly.

"Hello! I'm a Servant, just like you, a Knight-class Servant, and my real name is Marie Antoinette," Marie said with a smile. "They're all my companions too; among us are dragon slayers, world-saving heroes, and so on~"

“…I see, you weren’t turned berserk.” The man carefully examined everyone and finally nodded.

“Well, we are their enemies. And this is—” Mary first pulled Joan over and introduced her.

"I see, it's that saintess... but it's best not to mention her real name for now."

The man interrupted Mary's reaction and then said:

"My real name is Georgios. This city was once attacked by that evil dragon and witch. I managed to repel them, but I won't be able to do it again."

“Georges? Could it be the saint named St. George? This is wonderful! Another powerful teammate has joined us,” Dr. Roman said excitedly.

"Are you willing to fight alongside us?" Jeanne asked involuntarily. "To completely defeat the enemy, we need to gather the strength of all our Servants... The more strength we have, the greater our chances of victory."

Joan of Arc then went on to explain in detail the distortion of human history and the burning of human reason.

"I see, I understand the situation now... I never imagined the world had evolved to this point..."

Upon hearing all this, Giorgios's expression turned extremely serious.

“However… the people in the city have already begun to evacuate. I need to escort them to a safe location before I can leave with you.”

“I understand. In fact, we will also help escort the people out of the city safely.” At this moment, Ritsuka also stepped forward and spoke up.

"Thank you all very much for your help," Giorgios said with a smile.

"After traveling for so long, we've finally found a new follower in this city at the westernmost edge of the world. I wonder how Mr. Wang Chong's search is going?"

Mashu couldn't help but ask.

“Honey, there shouldn’t be any problems~ Besides, once he’s finished searching all those cities, he’ll come looking for us,” Mary said with a smile.

……

"Ah... my dear Master... hiss... you really last longer than I imagined."

Kiyohime felt her mouth go numb, but Wang Chong showed no sign of fully exploding. Remembering the time limit Wang Chong had mentioned, she knew that if she couldn't meet it in time, she might miss the opportunity forever.

Recalling the fear of losing her beloved, Kiyohime trembled slightly. Then, as if she had made a decision, she spat out Wang Chong's treasure and straightened up.

Then, Kiyohime turned her back to Wang Chong, bent over, and swayed her snowy buttocks and dragon tail uncontrollably, creating a beautiful picture that aroused desire.

Kiyohime also completely removed her underwear, and then let Wang Chong's Noble Phantasm pass between her legs, making the pillar firmly press against her secret garden.

Then, Kiyohime imitated the position where she had been penetrated, and began to rock herself back and forth, letting the shaft rub against her tender hole.

Kiyohime's slender waist swayed, her buttocks slamming against Wang Chong's thighs. Her delicate inner thighs gripped the hot shaft tightly, deforming with each movement.

"Ah... Master... Kiyohime's garden is so itchy..." She twisted her waist, rubbing her soaked slit tightly against the Noble Phantasm. Clear fluid gushed from her honey hole, making Wang Chong's Noble Phantasm glisten.

Each time the front part touched the jade bead, Kiyohime would tremble involuntarily. Her thighs tensed, trying to apply more pressure to the Noble Phantasm. Her delicate skin was rubbed until it turned a faint pink.

"Ugh...it feels so good..." Kiyohime's voice became fragmented. Her private parts opened and closed, secreting more and more. Her inner thighs were already muddy, mixed with sweat and fluids, reflecting a silvery sheen under the light.

Each sway caused her buttocks to gently undulate. The snow-white flesh of her buttocks trembled slightly in the air, making soft slapping sounds. Kiyohime's movements became more and more intense, her two delicate flower lips clinging tightly to the shaft, as if craving more affection.

"Please don't refuse Kiyohime... Please let Kiyohime have you..."

Kiyohime pleaded softly, quickening the pace of her thrusts. Her thigh muscles tensed and relaxed, constantly shifting the pressure on what was between them.

The garden, with its blossoms opening and closing, released nectar, staining Wang Chong's entire treasure weapon with silvery, moist stains. Even without actual union, this mere friction brought Kiyohime unprecedented pleasure.

Kiyohime hadn't forgotten her true goal: to make Wang Chong unleash his magic, not for her own pleasure. So she adjusted her posture, allowing her long, slender legs to exert force effectively, and suddenly tightened, coiling around Wang Chong's Noble Phantasm like a python constricting its prey.

"Ah... Master, let Kiyohime use this last method to bring you pleasure..."