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

Surtr seemed to regain her breathing rhythm. She subconsciously raised her hand and gently touched her lips, where the warmth and breath of his lips still seemed to linger.

"And now, Surtr?" Wang Chong asked with a smile.

Surtr instinctively wanted to speak, but after opening his mouth, he didn't say it directly. Instead, he hesitated for a moment before finally saying:

"...This, this is the 266th time you've tried to comfort me, and you've used tricks... Hmph... Hmph!"

After saying that, Surtr pretended to be very angry and turned his head away, but his gaze kept glancing at Wang Chong.

Faced with Surtr's attitude, Wang Chong instantly understood that there was no such thing as a 266th time of comforting. Moreover, he remembered that Surtr had always been terrible at math, unable to count too many numbers.

However, it's clear that Surtr is using an unconventional method to try and take things further. But after the kiss, what can possibly continue?

The answer is quite obvious.

So Wang Chong picked up Princess Surtr and carried her towards his residence, not caring whether she blushed or not.

His super brain has just told him that it's time to use his super cerebellum.

Chapter 267: Hot Springs Beneath the Volcano

While carrying Surtr, Wang Chong quickly walked towards his residence, using the black mist to instruct Skadi to take care of the tasks that he and Surtr should have originally been doing.

Surtr, who had been making quite a fuss, seemed to know what was about to happen. She turned her face to the side and almost instinctively buried her face deeper into Wang Chong's arm, even trying to use his sleeve to cover up her embarrassing situation that she had nowhere to hide.

At the same time, Surtr's heart was trembling. Could it be that today she, like the other women, would also be tainted by Wang Chong's intense scent?

"Go away, go away, go away!"

Surtr's face fell, and she banished all thoughts of other women from her mind. This was about to be her most important moment, and she didn't want to let those women and those unpleasant memories spoil her mood.

Now, all she needs to do is wait and see what Wang Chong does next.

"They're really in a hurry. Did I say I agreed? They just led me into the house."

Although Surtr looked at the other person with a hint of reproach, he was actually looking forward to it immensely.

In truth, the anger she had been harboring had already largely dissipated when Wang Chong kissed her. Now, she was merely forcing herself to take things further as compensation.

After some time, Wang Chong managed to evade everyone's sight and successfully returned to his house. He locked the door and then used black mist to create soundproofing. He then placed Surtr on his bed.

Looking at the shy, silent red-haired beauty, Wang Chong, wanting to create the right atmosphere before officially starting, smiled and asked:

"So now, Surtr? Do you still think I'm lying?"

"Hmph... What did you do? You just suddenly picked me up and carried me to your room. That's all. Did you prove anything to me?"

Surtr, knowing full well the implications of being brought to bed, still knowingly consulted the counselor.

Wang Chong smiled without saying a word, then leaned close to Surtr's ear and whispered four words: ...

In an instant, Surtr's face turned incredibly red, as if it were about to bleed.

The blush didn't just spread across her cheeks; it spread like wildfire at an astonishing speed, instantly burning through her ears and down her fair, slender neck until her delicate collarbone was tinged with an alluring rosy hue.

It was as if molten lava was surging beneath her fair skin, every inch of it burning hot and shining from the impact of those four words.

Her eyes, which usually held a hint of sternness and aloofness, were now brimming with tears, her frantic eyelashes trembling violently like startled butterfly wings, her gaze unfocused.

Those tightly pursed red lips parted slightly at first, as if wanting to protest or refute, but in the end they could only let out a short, trembling breath, as if even breathing was blocked by that intense shyness.

Not only that, her hand, resting at her side, unconsciously gripped the bedsheet beneath her, her fingertips turning slightly white from the force. Her entire body was taut, like a fully drawn bow, unsure of where to shoot.

At this moment, where was even a trace of her previous feigned stubbornness? All that remained was a red-haired woman, completely captivated by her beloved's words, so ashamed that she wished she could turn into a wisp of smoke and melt into his arms, wholeheartedly expressing her silent submission and deeper longing.

Wang Chong watched the scene with satisfaction, then continued to ask, "So, Surtr, what's your answer?"

"Whatever...whatever you want. Anyway, I'm your girlfriend, even if it's just...just your ex." Surtr emphasized the word "ex" with a hint of resentment, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Wang Chong chuckled softly, gently biting Surtr's ear, causing her delicate body to tremble. Then, Wang Chong breathed hot air into Surtr's ear and said, "In my heart, there is no such thing as 'before' or 'before.' You will always be my girlfriend."

"I'm sorry, Surtr... for responding to your sincere feelings so late."

As he spoke, Wang Chong kissed Surtr's delicate red lips again. This time, it was no longer a tentative, light kiss, but rather a kiss filled with undeniable possessiveness and burning desire.

At first, there was a faint resistance on Surtr's lips, but soon that resistance turned into a soft embrace, like thin ice meeting a blazing fire in spring.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Chong's tongue, like the most nimble explorer, easily pried open her teeth and probed into that moist and warm secret place.

At first, Surtr's body stiffened noticeably, and his tongue instinctively withdrew and dodged, like a startled fawn.

Wang Chong, however, remained calm and unhurried, using the gentlest touch to entwine and seduce her. His tongue lingered, caressing her sensitive palate and the inside of her teeth, each touch sending a subtle yet bone-chilling shiver down her spine. (The rest of the text appears to be nonsensical and unrelated to the previous sentences.)

"Ugh..." A broken sob escaped from Surtr's throat, like water melting from solid ice. It was not resistance, but the first cry of an ignited passion.

Her remaining reason told her to be reserved, but her body honestly craved more.

Surtr's stiff fingertips finally gave up on the bedsheet beneath her and, on instinct, like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood, tightly gripped Wang Chong's shirt, her knuckles turning white with emotion from the force.

Her tongue clumsily began to respond, with an awkward yet eager touch, timidly brushing against Wang Chong's fiery tongue. This tentative response alone made Wang Chong's advances suddenly become even wilder.

He intensified the force of his lips and tongue, seizing her sweetness even more deeply, as if trying to suck away all her oxygen, causing her to completely sink into this vortex of desire.

Surtr was completely lost. At this moment, her senses were amplified infinitely as desire was stirred:

Wang Chong's hot breath sprayed rapidly onto her sensitive cheeks and neck, each breath stirring up a deeper blush; each powerful lick and swirling of his tongue seemed to be plucking the most secret strings deep within her body.

She could even clearly feel his violent heartbeat pounding against her chest through the thin fabric of his clothes, again and again, striking her equally out-of-control heart.

An unprecedented, intense, and unsettling emptiness spread from deep within my lower abdomen, desperately yearning to be filled and comforted.

Before she knew it, Wang Chong's hand had quietly slipped into her fiery red hair. His palm was burning hot, and he firmly supported the back of her neck, leaving her no way to escape and only able to endure this intense possession.

Meanwhile, his other hand was no longer content with simple support. His broad, warm palm slowly stroked down her taut spine, his fingertips carrying a subtle pressure, lingering and tracing the graceful curves of her sensitive waist through her clothes, feeling her uncontrollable trembling.

Each touch felt like igniting a tiny flame, burning its way down her fair, firm skin and igniting an even deeper longing.

His kisses deepened, and he even began to greedily nibble at her full lower lip before moving on to her equally sensitive lips.

Surtr was completely limp in his arms and on the bed beneath him, like a flower bud melted by the scorching spring sun, helplessly receiving rain and storms.

Broken yet sweet moans escaped her throat, and the unfamiliar throbbing deep within her body grew stronger and stronger, wave after wave assaulting her dwindling sanity.

Surtr, breathless from the kiss, had tears welling in her eyes, fueled by desire, hanging on her trembling eyelashes, reflecting a hazy glow in the warm light.

At this moment, she was as if she had been under a melting spell. Every inch of her skin longed for a more intimate touch, and every pore was screaming silently: Not enough... I want more... Wang Chong's domineering yet gentle aura had completely captured, permeated, and engulfed her.

Wang Chong ended the long kiss that had almost drained the air from their lips, and the two slowly parted, leaving a thin strand of saliva that shimmered with an ambiguous luster in the dim light.

Surtr was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, as if he had just been pulled ashore from the deep sea. His eyes were wet and his gaze was unfocused and hazy.

"Now...you should believe me, right?"

Wang Chong's voice was low and hoarse with emotion as he gently stroked her incredibly hot cheeks, feeling the surging heat beneath her silky skin. The touch under his fingertips was like the finest brocade, yet burning hot as fire.

Surtr turned her face away in embarrassment, her voice barely audible: "...Shameless. Anyone would do that..."

She tried to regain some of her usual sharpness, but her soft and weak tone sounded more like a coquettish complaint, and her slightly swollen red lips unconsciously pouted.

"Oh? But at least that means you've already accepted it, right?"

Wang Chong chuckled softly, his breath brushing against her earlobe, causing her to tremble slightly again. He said nothing more, knowing that words were superfluous at this moment.

His slender fingers deftly began to unbutton his shirt, one button, two buttons… His tanned, muscular chest was gradually revealed, the well-defined muscles conveying power in the shadows. He removed the restraints from his upper body with fluid movements and a clear purpose.

Then, his gaze fell on Surtr, whose slightly disheveled clothes resembled a seal that urgently needed to be broken.

His fingers, with an irresistible tenderness, gently caressed the ties or buttons at the edge of her clothing. Surtr's body tensed instantly, her breath caught in her throat, and she watched his movements almost breathlessly.

"Don't be afraid..." Wang Chong's voice flowed slowly in her ear like a mild wine.

His movements were firm and slow, peeling away the clothes one by one, as if unraveling a priceless treasure. Finally, the close-fitting garment that clung to her stunning curves was gently removed.

Like the most beautiful rose blooming silently in the night, her fair skin, whiter than snow, was completely exposed to the cool air, with a lingering, alluring blush on it, like plum blossoms fallen in the snow.

At this moment, Surtr's body was breathtakingly perfect. Her full, rounded breasts rose and fell alluringly with her rapid breathing, and the sensitive nipples at the tips were already proudly erect under the steam of desire, their color an enticing pinkish-cherry red.

Her slender waist was so thin it could be encircled by a single hand, her flat stomach smooth and firm, extending down to a mysterious valley, slightly obscured by her fiery red hair, appearing and disappearing like a treasure veiled in gauze.

She curled up slightly in embarrassment, which made her beautiful curves even more striking, every part of her body a testament to the Creator's grace.

Wang Chong's eyes instantly became incredibly deep, as if a whirlpool was brewing within them. His burning hot hand finally covered her, its target clearly settling on her soft, smooth breasts.

That touch! Smooth, soft, and full, the calluses on my palms brought a rough friction, creating an extremely intense stimulation with the sensitive, erect bud at the tip.

"Mmm..." Surtr couldn't help but let out a short, sweet gasp.

Wang Chong's hands seemed to possess magic. He first held that plump, soft flesh with a sense of cherishing, feeling its amazing elasticity and smooth, delicate texture.

Her five fingers, as if caressing the finest silk, would sometimes slowly close and sometimes open, letting that heavy, full feeling pulsate in her palms. Each opening and closing brought a deeper kneading and pressing, making her feel a strange sense of fullness accumulating deep within.

Soon, he was no longer satisfied with complete control. His fingertips, burning hot, found with unparalleled precision the delicate bud that had been prepared for him and quietly stood erect during his kiss.

Wang Chong lowered his head, his burning gaze fixed on the two snow-capped peaks. He extended his tongue, first gently swirling it around the bud, the slippery touch making Surtr shudder. Then he abruptly took the cherry-red blossom into his mouth, sucking it vigorously as if tasting the sweetest honey in the world.

"Ah...haa..." Surtr couldn't help but arch his back, his hands plunging into Wang Chong's hair, wanting to push him away yet unable to resist pressing him against his chest.

Wang Chong's tongue skillfully teased her erect nipples, sometimes gently nibbling with his teeth, sometimes quickly flicking them in his mouth with his tongue, and occasionally making smacking sucking sounds. The other nipple was not neglected either; he kneaded and squeezed it with his palm, and occasionally pinched and rubbed the bud with his thumb and forefinger.

"Ugh...no...too...too much..." Surtr groaned, but his body honestly thrust his chest forward, sending more of himself into Wang Chong's mouth.

Just as Surtr was immersed in this pleasure, Wang Chong's right hand quietly slid down, brushing past her flat stomach, and arrived at that mysterious area. His fingers circled at the entrance, feeling it gradually warming and moistening.

“It’s already so wet here…” Wang Chong chuckled softly, his voice full of seduction, “It seems Surtr really likes it this way.”

"Don't say such embarrassing things... Ah!" Before Surtr could finish speaking, he felt Wang Chong's middle finger press on the small jade bead and begin to skillfully knead it.

It was an unprecedented stimulation, a hundred times stronger than when I touched it myself normally.

Wang Chong knew her reactions perfectly. Sometimes he would shake her rapidly, sometimes he would draw circles, sometimes he would press hard, and sometimes he would gently caress her. Every technique was just right, pushing Surtr to even greater heights.

"No...no...it's too strange..."

Surtr writhed, unable to escape the maddening pleasure. She felt herself growing wetter and wetter, her love juices soaking Wang Chong's fingers and the sheets beneath her.

Wang Chong did not stop. His lips took turns caring for the two cherry-red blossoms, and the occasional stinging from his teeth only intensified the pleasure. Meanwhile, his fingers slowly probed the entrance to that secluded path.

"It's so hot... and it's opening and closing inside too," Wang Chong whispered. "Is it ready to accept me?"

Before Surt could answer, his index finger had already slowly pushed into that warm, moist place. The tight passage immediately gripped it tightly, warmly welcoming the intruder.

"Ah!" Surtr cried out in surprise, the sensation of a foreign object entering her making her both nervous and expectant. Wang Chong's fingers bent and rotated inside, constantly exploring every corner. Soon he found the peculiar protrusion and gently pressed it down.

"Ah... there... no..." Surtr's voice was already trembling with sobs, but his body honestly responded to Wang Chong's movements.

Wang Chong added a second finger, alternating between them while continuously massaging that spot. The clear, moist fluid made a soft, silvery sound as it flowed down his inner thigh.

"Looks like this is your weakness," Wang Chong said with a wicked grin. "You make this adorable sound every time you touch this spot..."

Surtr was now consumed by desire. Her red hair lay disheveled on the bed, her naked body covered in the marks of their lovemaking. Her breathing quickened, her hips swayed uncontrollably, and she felt herself about to reach her limit…

"Wang Chong... Chong..." Surtr murmured Wang Chong's name, her voice filled with longing.

"Don't worry, I'm here, I've always been here." Wang Chong said with a smile as he continued to lick the two red cherries, while the pressure in his hands began to increase rapidly.

Surtr felt an electric shock-like sensation in his tailbone, and his thighs trembled uncontrollably. A stream of clear fluid gushed out from his fingers.

Chapter 268: Surtr is a little curious.

"Huh? Skadi, aren't you off today?"

In the afternoon, Arcueid, who was strolling around the underground mall with Albion, saw Skadi getting ready for work and asked her curiously.

"I don't know, but Captain Wang Chong suddenly contacted me and said he had a task to assign me, and that he would treat me to a lavish dinner afterwards."

Skadi shook her head, indicating that she didn't know what was going on either.

"What did he assign you to do?" Arcueid asked.

Skadi then repeated the arrangements that Wang Chong had just told her.

After listening, Arcueid looked at her with suspicion and said, "Wait a minute, wasn't this something that you and Surtr were in charge of? They told me about it when they were preparing to go and train Rosmontis."

Albion, who had been listening silently to the conversation, had a vivid image of white light flash through his mind almost instantly after hearing it. Then, Albion shook his head and looked at Arcueid, who was deep in thought.

She knew that although Arcueid usually seemed unreliable and slow to react, she possessed the same natural talent as a female when it came to catching someone cheating. If she let the other party think about it any longer, they might just go and catch them.

Albion then exerted his strength instantly, shoving Arcueid aside, turning back to make a provocative gesture, and then fleeing like the wind.

"Hey!! You stinky dragon, are you looking for trouble?!" Arcueid was already interrupted in his thoughts, but then he was mocked by the other party. Without any hesitation, he chased after him.

Watching Arcueid rush towards him at breakneck speed, Albion flapped his wings, trying to avoid the crowds, and thought to himself:

"Father, where can you find such a sensible daughter as me..."

"Let's finish this quickly, I can't afford to drag this out any longer..."

Skadi watched the two women come and go in a hurry, tilting her head in confusion as they walked away.