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

Wang Chong watched as Ryougi Shiki ran off quickly, and he was naturally aware of the little thoughts in Ryougi Shiki's mind, so he didn't expose them and just let them develop.

"However, she hasn't appeared since that incident a month ago. Could it be that the magic I replenished will last for a whole month? Could it be that she only intended to take our relationship to the next level back then?"

Wang Chong couldn't help but think.

……

“Honey, I don’t want to do overseas labor dispatch anymore. When will this running around everywhere ever end?” Arcueid pouted and said.

"Alright, alright, isn't this all for providing Black Alice with data analysis? Otherwise, how could she successfully simulate you doing these things?"

Wang Chong reassured him:

"You'll be free soon. I guessed you're pretty tired of this world, right?"

"It's not that I'm tired of this world. I've heard that there are other countries with different cultures in this world. It's just that I can't travel to other places."

Arcueid looked helpless and said:

"I'm just tired of this snowfield. Even my homeland in France, which I've seen several times, is much more novel than this snowfield."

For the past month, Arcueid has been replaced by Artoria and her allies as the main fighting force, and has been completely transformed into an operation to dispatch troops to various surrounding villages.

This means that Arcueid can withdraw and return to the FGO timeline at any time, no longer needing to be active in the public eye.

"Alright, this is really the last time. After this, Black Alice can take your place in the dispatch work. After that, you can go to Chaldea. In about 8 or 9 days, we can go to the ancient Roman era of the Second Singularity."

Wang Chong said with a smile.

“Alright, I’ll bear with it a little longer… but you have to feed me well before I leave,” Arcueid snorted.

Wang Chong naturally agreed.

In the following days, after dealing with Arcueid's matter, Rhodes Island, led by Amiya, finally arrived at the village deep in the snowfield and made contact and negotiated with it.

And right beside Amiya was a real old man with the appearance of a riddle-like figure—the old lynx Kal'tsit.

“Kal'tsit, look, the infected and villagers here are completely different from the displaced people we saw before.”

Amiya looked around at everything and couldn't help but say:

"Their eyes seemed to shine with light as they built villages, cultivated farmland, and planted crops. Soldiers lived in harmony with ordinary people, and the infected worked hand in hand with ordinary people. Isn't this the ideal we should be pursuing?"

"Ha... I admit, this place is indeed completely different from the places where the infected people I've seen lived."

Kal'tsit looked around. The villagers were enjoying themselves, and the warriors were in good order, but these scenes did not make her happy. Instead, an unusual worry appeared on her face.

"But it is precisely because they are too idealistic that they are so fragile. They are at odds with all the malice on this land, even with the many desires and malices that they themselves generate. They have taken too big a step and will eventually be rejected by the times."

"If they were given enough time and allowed to cultivate enough strong individuals, perhaps they would have a slight chance. But that's impossible; they are too short of time."

"Such a village size and changes will inevitably be discovered by the Empire's scouts sooner or later... If they can't eliminate the elite of the Reunion Movement, surely they can eliminate these unofficial ragtag troops?"

"Whether your ideals are too grand or your ambitions are too great, in the end it will all come to nothing. Just like back then...sigh..."

Kal'tsit continued to shake her head, offering a rather pessimistic view.

“This is a different Kal'tsit, this is different.” Amiya shook her head and said, “I can hear the thoughts in the hearts of these people here. They are not confused, their will is firm. They are expanding in an orderly manner according to their grand plan.”

"This doesn't even require the Reunion Movement headquarters to direct them. This level of initiative and agency is truly incredible. If it were just one village, it would be one thing, but almost all the villages we encountered on our way here were like this. It's a far cry from how hesitant we were back then."

"Rather than saying we were defeated by external enemies, it's more accurate to say we were defeated by ourselves. Isn't that right? I believe in them; they can definitely create a miracle. That's why I took the initiative to come to the Integration Movement to clear up the misunderstanding."

"And the scenery along the way has only strengthened my belief in this. Kal'tsit, trust my judgment. Perhaps we are witnessing a chapter in Terra's history."

Watching Amiya's endless chatter, Kal'tsit knew that the little rabbit she had painstakingly raised had been deeply attracted by the ideological magic of the other party's Reunion Movement.

Words alone cannot explain all of this. Perhaps only when another tragedy comes to pass will Amiya understand the principle of moderation.

"But who exactly created such an ideal? Such vision, such thought... it simply couldn't have been born in this era. Could it be a product of some pre-civilization that I don't even know about?"

Kal'tsit looked around at everything and fell into deep thought.

"In any case, it is indeed necessary for the Reunion Movement to make contact, but we must carefully grasp how to withdraw at the crucial moment."

Thinking this through, Kal'tsit silently nodded in agreement with Amiya's words, and led the other elite operators to a suitable location for negotiations, guided by a militia representative.

Upon entering the room, Amiya immediately spotted her own operators, who were standing up nervously.

Amiya looked around, but apart from a very beautiful woman who appeared to be of the Vyvan race, she did not see Huang anywhere else.

"Are you looking for Miss Huang? The young leader of Rhodes Island." A spirited female voice reached Amiya's ears. Amiya looked up and saw it was indeed this Waifan woman.

“Who are you…?” Amiya asked.

"Let me introduce myself, Talulah, the nominal leader of the Reunion Movement. I'm here to negotiate with you," Talulah said with a smile, standing up and extending her hand.

“Rhodes Island leader, Amiya. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lady Talulah.” Amiya extended her hand to shake his.

"Huh?" However, when Amiya touched Talulah, she sensed images flashing through her mind, mostly depicting Talulah's actions within the Reunion Movement—light, justice, passion—she was a true fighter. (The remaining text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

This was the first large amount of information Amiya gathered after activating her mind-reading ability. Undoubtedly, Amiya held this person in high regard and was most willing to engage in dialogue and discussion with them.

However, amidst the majority of the light, a shadow stood out starkly. A scene of raging flames filled Amiya's eyes.

In that scene, innocent villagers were burned to ashes in the flames, while the fighter roared in anguish, his grief, anger, regret, and many other emotions erupting like a volcano.

Although that shadow occupied only a small portion, its impact was no less than that of the positive emotions. The two emotions intertwined and collided, with neither able to prevail over the other.

Amiya's mind was clearly affected by the collision of these two forces, and she was unable to break free for a time.

"Amiya."

It wasn't until a large hand pressed on his shoulder, successfully pulling him out of the turmoil of emotions, that he was spared from being completely shaken.

Amiya turned around, only to find that Kal'tsit had noticed something was wrong and pulled her back to reality.

"What's going on?" Talulah asked, somewhat puzzled and even slightly displeased, seeing that he seemed to have been shocked even though it was just a handshake.

After all, I only shook hands; I didn't do anything else. Are you trying to stage an accident by acting like this?

"How come this is completely different from what Wang Chong and Huang told me... What happened to the innocent and idealistic person they were supposed to be? Why are they trying to scam me right off the bat?" Talulah thought to herself.

Chapter 93: Lao Kai Talks a Lot

“I’m sorry, I’m fine… On the contrary, it was I who offended you, Ms. Talulah.”

Amiya shook her head, as if trying to shake off the negative emotions from her mind, then looked at Talulah and said apologetically.

"Offensive? What do you mean?"

Judging from Amiya's words, the other party wasn't trying to scam her, Talulah couldn't help but ask.

"I have an ability because I haven't fully integrated my power, so I can always unconsciously sense the emotions of other people. This ability is amplified even more when there is physical contact."

Amiya replied with a hint of apology:

"Therefore, I have glimpsed some of your past, Ms. Talulah. Even if this was not my intention, it is still an offense to your privacy."

"What did you see?"

Talulah's face darkened; clearly offended, no one would remain indifferent. If it weren't for the fact that Amiya was still a child and had been honest with her, she would have already lost her temper.

"I...see your will and belief in practicing the ideal of integration. Most of your thoughts, actions, and efforts have been devoted to the integration movement. You are a true fighter for the infected."

"When I saw those images, I was originally very happy that the person I was talking to today was a person of such lofty ideals as you."

Amiya said slowly.

"...So what else did you see?" Talulah seized on the key point and asked.

"Ms. Talulah... have you ever done something that you regret for the rest of your life?" Amiya didn't say it directly, but mentioned it in a veiled way.

"I see, so that's what it is..."

Talulah naturally understood what Amiya was seeing, and then looked at Amiya with a hint of admiration.

Clearly, Amiya's ability to conceal the burning of the village from her, even with outsiders present, gave her ample face-saving space and room for communication.

In Talulah's eyes, Amiya, though young, was remarkably mature in her dealings with others. Even more commendable was her ability to maintain her frankness. No wonder Huang, brought back by her own Wang Chong, held her in such high esteem and admiration.

“Although I don’t know why you did that, I can see that it has been affecting you ever since, intertwined with the images I saw before, and impacting your judgment on the path forward for the Reunion Movement.”

“If this continues, it will probably break your spirit one day. Although my suggestion may seem a bit rash to you, I believe that only by facing the past can we resolve that ‘shadow’,” Amiya said.

"You're not very old, but you have a very sharp eye. Young lady, is it because you're precocious, or is it that power to see into people's hearts that has subtly influenced you to become like this?"

Talulah smiled and said slowly:

"You don't need to answer my question, because only you know these things in your own heart. Just like, although you see the shadows in my heart, you haven't seen the whole picture. Only I know my current situation."

"Now, I neither choose to confront the problem directly, nor do I choose to let it go and reconcile with it. Instead, I carry it on my shoulders, using it as yet another reason and another fuel to propel me on the path of integration."

"Young lady, it's impossible to come into this world unscathed. Nor can you simply let go by facing the past. Most of us can only carry on with our burdens."

"However, regardless of the reasons or the past, the integration will welcome every comrade who continues to fight for the ultimate ideal."

"I have high hopes for you, leader of Rhodes Island. From your honesty and advice, I understand what kind of person you are. I know very well that sooner or later you will join our united front..."

"Ahem, Talulah, leader of the Reunion Movement. Let's talk about some serious matters, such as where exactly did you take our elite operator, Blaze? Why isn't she here?"

Just as Talulah began to extend an olive branch to Amiya, Kal'tsit's expression changed, and she quickly coughed a few times, interrupting Talulah's attempt to poach Amiya's partner.

Talulah didn't care about Kal'tsit's interruption. In fact, before they came, Wang Chong had already clearly told her that the only person she needed to pay attention to on this trip was Kal'tsit.

As for Amiya, for some reason, Wang Chong hardly mentioned her, only reminding her to have physical contact with her. Talulah didn't understand the reason at the time, but now she realizes that this was a way of letting her know that the other party had the ability to read minds.

Although I was startled, the process made me nervous and unhappy. Fortunately, everything proceeded as planned without any deviation.

"We have already informed your organization of the details regarding Miss Huang's matter through communications."

"She could have negotiated here, but because of the actions of those Rhodes Island operators who tried to secretly take Miss Huang away, in order to prevent you from doing such a thing again, Miss Huang is naturally staying in the Reunion Movement's headquarters."

Talulah paused, then continued:

“I didn’t want things to get to this awkward point with an organization that also has infected members, but unfortunately, the nature of this incident is too egregious. It doesn’t align with the image of Rhodes Island that we’ve been investigating.”

"You must give the Reunion Movement a proper explanation for these two incidents committed by Ms. Huang and these Rhodes Island operators."

"An explanation? Before that, I would like to ask about your integration philosophy: whether infected or ordinary civilians, everyone should be treated equally. Is that true?" At this moment, Kal'tsit took the initiative to ask the question.

“That’s right. What’s your opinion, ma’am?” Talulah asked Kal’tsit calmly.

"I wouldn't presume to offer any profound insights, but I do feel that this statement is merely superficial."

Kal'tsit said slowly: "Is there any plum? You're empty, you're in, Lin is here, is there...?"

"If we follow your line of reasoning, based on our conversations with the officer involved, Huang's actions could at most be considered as a mutual fight with one of your members."

"As for the act of fighting each other, it can be forgiven if the parties involved forgive each other. This was the case when Huang fought with other infected warriors from your side. And that leader was also lenient and did not pursue the matter further."

"However, at that moment, a guard captain suddenly appeared and forcibly detained our Huang on charges of disrespect. Even though the person involved had already expressed their understanding, they were ultimately forced to detain Huang."

"It seems that the leader is quite important in the eyes of you rank-and-file soldiers. But it has also made the ideals you believe in a complete joke."

“I have traveled this land and I have seen too many of these phenomena… Because of the excessive deification and belief in a single individual, their minds have long been distorted by their own fanatical emotions, which supersede the ideals and even the laws they once upheld.”

"Leaders of Talulah, your organization is beginning to corrupt and twist. It is a twist called 'fanaticism,' which is constantly alienating the ideals you originally sought to pursue."

"While it may unite you against external forces, making you unafraid of death, its intense aggression will alienate you from the world and, unknowingly, hasten your self-destruction."

"I think the leader who pioneered the concept of integration would also not want this to happen. Only by returning Huang to us and using this incident as an opportunity to reshape and guide the thinking of your members can we avoid a self-destructive end."

“This is by no means an exaggeration. It has been proven by this land and by countless historical events. I think Miss Talulah, who once received the Duke’s education, should understand this even better.”

Chapter 94: Kal'tsit's Frustration

Talulah squinted, scrutinizing the filthy woman named Kal'tsit who had been talking non-stop. Despite her rambling and roundabout talk, Talulah had still managed to grasp two key points:

First, the other party is indeed quite extraordinary. Not only does he know how to use the principles he believes in to criticize and protest Huang's actions, but he is also very good at understanding his own and Wang Chong's personalities, and warns them with the perspective of someone who has been through it all.

Incidentally, she had also investigated her own identity and knew very well who she was.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be intimidated by this woman's long speech and wouldn't know how to refute it. They would have no choice but to follow her advice and release Huang.

Secondly, the other party is also trying to undo the influence of the integration concept that she just conveyed to Amiya. On the surface, it is just a warning to them, but at a deeper level, it is actually the four words mentioned in her first sentence - "all show and no substance".

She repeatedly emphasized that everything the integration had built was just a facade, and that some details would expose its true nature. It was nothing more than an organization that gathered a large group of fanatics, and was almost no different from those "religious organizations".

Ha, this old woman really looks down on me.

Talulah sneered inwardly. Having experienced the darkness of the massacre of her village and a series of brutal wars with Ursus, she was no longer the perfectionist and idealist she once was.

Just as she said to Amiya at the beginning, although most of the people who are integrated are imperfect, they are able to bear their own sins and realize that truly bright ideal.

Therefore, she was naturally not intimidated by Kal'tsit's empty rhetoric. On the contrary, she slowly stood up, her hand already on the hilt of her sword, and said:

"In that case, may I now have a duel with your young leader? Don't worry, it won't be a life-or-death duel, it's just a friendly competition."