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

"Prepare for the final battle, Gilles. Summon all the Servants and everyone else. By the way, is it too late for your so-called plan?" Jeanne Alter asked.

"Yes, sir. I will gather all the dragons scattered throughout France. As for my plans, rest assured, they will not be affected."

Gilles de Rae said this.

"...Our victory means the destruction of the world. But even if we fail, the outcome will not change. The world has already perished, and even if this era is restored, they will still face an endless journey."

After Jeanne Alter finished speaking, a hint of disdain and disgust flashed across her face:

"Even so—do they and she still believe in this world? If so, then I will crush them. I will never let them maintain this world!"

"This is my expectation..."

……

On the other side, walking along the forest path leading to Orleans, everyone had already reintroduced themselves during lunchtime and had fully confirmed the current situation.

Now, they are devising a plan to launch a decisive attack on Orleans.

"Among us, it seems that only Joan of Arc, Mr. Wang Chong, and I have experience in leading troops into battle. That being said, I do not have the glorious achievement of conquering a country with an army."

Siegfried couldn't help but say:

"In short, although we are evenly matched in terms of high-powered Servants, if we add the countless dragons and zombies that the enemy has summoned, then we are still outnumbered."

"...However, most of our enemies are much weaker than us. In this situation, we have two strategies to use. Either we break through head-on, or we sneak around to their rear and attack them by surprise. However, given their extensive search and defense, we've probably already been exposed."

Siegfried analyzed:

"In other words, forget about using stealth as a strategy, since we've already been discovered by the enemy... In conclusion, from the very beginning, we've only had one strategy to choose from—"

"Break through head-on!" Kiyohime and Elizabeth exclaimed simultaneously, somewhat excitedly.

“…That’s it.” Siegfried nodded and said, “Me and that girl named…Albion, right? I’ll take care of Fafnir with her. The rest of you will be responsible for defense, preventing Servants and wyverns from interfering with us.”

"The key to the success or failure of this battle lies in whether we can defeat Fafnir," Wang Chong concluded.

“…Understood. Although my skills are not very good, I will fight with all my might,” Mashu said earnestly.

"Oh, right, Master, there's a guy I absolutely have to beat up. You should remember, right? You promised me."

Elizabeth Bathory looked at Wang Chong with a rather serious expression and said.

“Yes, it’s Camilla, right? After all, she and you are essentially two sides of the same coin.” Wang Chong nodded and said.

"Well, that's about right. As long as I can get a one-on-one match, that's fine. Once I beat that guy, I'll have no regrets..."

Elizabeth Bathory nodded and said:

"But if I have any free time after I'm done, I can consider helping you out!"

“Then I will deal with the ‘Dragon Witch’ myself,” Jeanne said, taking a deep breath.

"Can we win?" Giorgios couldn't help but ask.

"We will win!" Joan of Arc said with a determined look.

"..." Wang Chong smiled to himself without saying a word, after all, when the real battle reached a certain point, it would probably surprise everyone instantly.

"As for me, I'll just pick one or two opponents at random. Of course, if I have the strength, I'll also hold off some more wyverns for you."

Wang Chong appeared indifferent, but in reality, he had already chosen his enemies: the second traitor, Atalanta, and the third traitor, Martha.

"Then I'll just breathe fire casually next to my Master~ After all, there's an old saying, 'moths fly into a flame.' Anyone who dares to disturb my sweet time with my Master, I'll breathe fire at them to death..."

As Kiyohime spoke, she tried to take Wang Chong's arm, but suddenly noticed that Wang Chong's left and right arms were occupied by Mary, who looked harmless and had a very sweet smile, and Albion, whom she knew she couldn't afford to offend.

For a moment, Kiyohime puffed out her cheeks, swallowing the words she was about to say.

"I'm so envious, Mr. Wang Chong. Could it be that you only have female Servants because of your infuriatingly good luck with women?"

At this moment, Dr. Roman's screen also lit up, and he couldn't help but complain as he looked at Wang Chong.

"Heh..." Wang Chong looked at the doctor with a hint of sarcasm. He didn't know about others, but King Solomon had about 1000 wives, right? What are you being so sarcastic about?

"Alright, doctor, let's get down to business," Ritsuka said.

"Okay, leave the investigation of the surrounding area to me. Success or failure hinges on this. I've already prepared a large tub of nutritional drinks." Dr. Roman looked very serious and was full of energy.

"Doctor... this will only backfire. You'll end up with a stomachache so bad you won't be able to drink anything," Mashu couldn't help but complain.

"At worst, just splash it on your face to keep yourself refreshed~ In short, leave the support in this regard to me." Dr. Roman patted his chest and assured him.

“Marie will not only support you in battle, but also cheer you on in spirit! Come on, everyone shout with me! Long live France!” Mary said happily, extending her hand.

"Long live France!" everyone shouted in unison, echoing Marie's inspiring words.

“Now everyone is ready, right? Ritsuka, you can give us all the orders.” Wang Chong released his arm and walked towards Ritsuka, speaking earnestly.

“Eh…me?” Ritsuka said, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, after all, you are the center of the alliance. Although you are still young, you will eventually grow into an outstanding Master. So, let you issue this order and consider it as part of your growth."

Wang Chong encouraged them.

"Alright... Phew, then everyone, let's begin the war! Let's declare war on the Dragon Witch!" Ritsuka declared with a resounding voice.

“Yes! Then let’s set off now and launch an attack on Orleans!” Joan of Arc nodded in agreement.

And so, the group marched in a grand procession toward their destination—Orleans, where this singularity was about to officially come to an end.

Chapter 48 The Final Battle on the Outskirts of Orleans

"Dudu-"

"A large number of wyverns have been detected approaching! Attention, everyone!"

Just as they stepped out of the woods and were about to reach the outskirts of Orleans, Dr. Roman immediately gave them a warning.

"Everyone prepare for battle! Charge straight in!" Ritsuka shouted immediately.

"Roar roar roar—!"

A dark mass of shadows began to sweep across the sky as two-legged dragons charged straight down at the group, their fiery breaths and roars echoing, determined to annihilate everyone on the ground.

"Drink up—!"

Mash and Jeanne activated their defensive Noble Phantasms and rushed forward, with everyone following them as they headed towards the outskirts of Orleans.

"Don't get too entangled with those dragons, conserve your energy! Our real enemies are the Dragon Witch and her Servants! Stay close to the main force!"

Siegfried slashed a dragon away with his sword, not caring whether he had killed it or not, and continued to follow Mash and Jeanne, speaking to the others.

"Die! Tenshin Kasho Zanmaii (turns around and becomes enchanted by fire)!!!"

"Little lizard cubs, have the honor to hear this song! This will be your final piece—Bathory Erzsebet! Laaaaa!"

Facing the charging dragons, Kiyohime and Elizabeth Bathory fought with great enthusiasm, unleashing their Noble Phantasms, and large numbers of dragons died at their hands.

"Be careful, don't let the flames burn your own people."

Giorgios frowned, dodging Kiyohime's indiscriminate fire breath, and said.

"Ugh... My ears hurt so much... I kind of miss Amadeus's voice."

Even Mary, who is usually cheerful and optimistic, couldn't help but frown and look troubled after hearing Elizabeth's music.

"Kiyohime, Elizabeth, put away your Noble Phantasms. This isn't the time for you to use them. Do you want to exhaust yourselves and get knocked out first?" Wang Chong also spoke up at this moment to remind them.

"Oh……"

"Uh-huh……"

The two women could only nod, since they were followers of Wang Chong and were more likely to listen to his words.

Albion stared at the flying wyverns, her face full of dissatisfaction, but she knew very well that she could not act rashly without her "father's" order.

As for Wang Chong himself, while casually slaughtering those flying dragons with his greatsword and black mist thrusts, he began to infiltrate the black mist into the land on the outskirts of Orleans.

"Still no trace? My black mist has covered almost the entire land of France... It seems that thing is residing in the body of some Servant?"

Wang Chong was trying to figure out where the Demon God Pillar was, and he had already made a plan in his mind. His gaze involuntarily drifted toward Elizabeth.

"That child might be the key. Mushroom's own daughter, I hope she won't let me down," Wang Chong thought to himself.

……

After about half an hour of breaking through, the group finally broke through the dragon's defenses and began to arrive at the outskirts of Orleans.

"Dudu-"

"Several Servants have already reacted and headed in your direction! It seems the vanguard battle is about to begin!" Dr. Roman immediately reminded everyone at this moment.

"call out--!!"

"Watch out! Luminosite Eternelle (My Lord is here) --!!"

Joan of Arc immediately sensed something and unleashed her Noble Phantasm. A hail of light arrows rained down on the group. The first to arrive on the battlefield was Atalanta, the fastest Greek woman to cross Arcadia.

"Roar, Tarask!"

A burst of dragon's breath struck Joan of Arc's Noble Phantasm, causing its barrier to tremble. It turned out that not only Atalanta had arrived, but also Rider Martha.

In the distance, Atalanta and Martha were both standing on Tarask, using Tarask's high-speed mobility to maintain their distance from the others while continuously launching attacks from afar.

“This won’t do; Jeanne won’t last much longer. But we don’t have Archer’s ranged suppression capabilities, and most of our members can’t keep up with the enemy’s Riders. Miss Marie, can your mount carry other Servants like the enemy Servants do?

After analyzing the situation, Siegfried asked Mary.

"I'm sorry, my horse can only carry me, so I can't do what the other person does."

However, Mary shook her head, indicating that she could not do anything about it.

"Let me do it, only I can keep up with their speed."

Wang Chong was the first to step forward and slowly said:

"Rider's mobility combined with Archer's archery suppression poses too great a threat to us. If no one keeps the two of them occupied, we can forget about getting close to Orleans."

"Then... I beg you, Mr. Wang Chong, please be careful."

Ritsuka was well aware of Wang Chong's strength, and thus she couldn't help but speak.

"Well, it's up to you now, Ritsuka. Good luck, I believe in you... Albion, stick close to them. When you encounter that evil dragon, that's your turn to step up."

Wang Chong first encouraged Ritsuka, then patted Albion's head before leaping forward with his sword towards Atalanta.

Faced with Wang Chong's charge, Atalanta and Martha fought and retreated, continuing to shoot arrows and unleash their breath while leading Wang Chong in another direction.

"I didn't expect Archer and Rider to actually lure that True Ancestor away. With that guy gone, we're much more confident in dealing with these people below. At least our strength won't be suppressed by that person anymore."

Above, Camilla, who had witnessed all of this, spoke slowly.

"After all, in terms of mobility and combat power, only the True Ancestor can deal with them. It's really astonishing, that Greek heroine is much stronger than we imagined. Has she been hiding her true strength since the beginning of the summoning?"

Vlad III responded in kind.

"Who knows? Anyway, she and Martha are both very strange, clearly unlike us degenerates. It's good that they're keeping the True Ancestor in check now, so they won't stab us in the back later."

After Camilla finished speaking, she narrowed her eyes and looked at Elizabeth, the pink-haired girl in the crowd, her eyes flashing with fierceness and murderous intent.

“Grand Duke Vlad, when the fight breaks out, I will deal with that girl. None of you are allowed to take her!” Camilla said.

"Heh, is it necessary to harbor such hostility towards my past self? Fine, since he's your prey, I won't steal him. I'll deal with that saint then. I'd like to taste what a saint's blood is like."

Vlad III also chose his opponent.

"What are you all standing there for?" A disgruntled voice rang out from behind them, and they knew that it was Jeanne d'Arc Alter urging them to come down.

……

"Dudu-"

"Everyone! A super-large life form has been detected! The evil dragon Fafnir has emerged from Orleans. That means... the moment of final battle has finally arrived!" Dr. Roman reminded them again.

"Did you think that by finding three extra Servants, you could completely secure victory in this war?"

A mocking laugh rang out from the sky, and a huge evil dragon soared through the air, its imposing power and shadow pressing down on everyone's hearts.

"Hello, my residue."

"...No, I am not remnant, and besides, I am not you at all, 'Dragon Witch'."

Joan of Arc and Jeanne Alter recited their lines as if from a pre-arranged script, and at the end, Jeanne Alter roared:

"Enough with the nonsense! Look at this dragon! And look at this whole herd of dragons."

Jeanne Alter spread her arms, displaying her Fafnir and a large swarm of summoned wyverns, and then continued: