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

"Make a wish..." Wang Chong reminded him at that moment.

“I wish for…a home.” W…no, now she should be called Vishdel, her eyes shining brightly, as if they had been given a new life.

“Haha…good! Vishdel…Vishdel…”

Vishdale repeated her new name over and over, overwhelmed by joy. Without a doubt, it was the most precious gift she had received that day.

“I’ll remember it, I’ll remember it for the rest of my life! I love this name, it’s much better than any of the fancy words in the dictionary that Hadley threw at me.”

Vishdel's joy was palpable; she wore a radiant smile she had never shown before, bowed deeply to Theresa and Wang Chong, and said:

"Thank you for bestowing this name upon me, Your Highness! Thank you for your guidance, Your Majesty! I... no, Vishdel, will forever remain loyal to both of you."

From Wang Chong's perspective, Vishdel's corruption level reached its final 100% through this incident, which means that Vishdel has now completely submitted to Wang Chong.

"Sure enough, a name is the last key to unlocking Vishdel's heart. After getting involved in this, Vishdel had no more resentment towards me, only gratitude."

Wang Chong even saw that not only had W's previous negative favorability been completely wiped out, but she had also developed a high degree of positive favorability towards him.

It has to be said that human emotions are truly wondrous; one moment someone is holding a grudge to the death, and the next moment they become the most loyal dog.

"No need for that. This is a promise I owe you. It can't even be considered as me repaying you for what I've done for you."

Theresa gently shook her head, then looked at Wang Chong and said:

“Darling, although you meant well in reminding me, naming is something I already promised little Vish, so it can’t be considered a reward for this.”

"I've thought about it for a long time, but I still can't think of a way to repay you. My dear, you've only just thought of a name, so you must be able to think of many more things that little Vish likes, right? Do you have any good suggestions?"

When Wang Chong heard Theresa ask him for help, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately had an idea.

Wang Chong leaned close to Theresa's ear and whispered something. Theresa's face visibly flushed crimson.

"Are you sure this is okay?" Theresa couldn't help but ask.

Chapter 482 Vishdel: I have everything I need now! (Revised)

“You know me, you know her, and considering what we did before… do you think there’s anything else to doubt?” Wang Chong said with a smile.

Vishdale swallowed hard. She hadn't heard what Wang Chong had said to Theresa. In her opinion, she had already received enough and didn't ask for anything more.

"Alright, in that case, I'll get started."

Theresa took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind. The blush on her face had not faded, but her eyes became exceptionally soft and firm.

She rose lightly, her bare feet touching the soft sheets, and like an elegant cat, she circled around to Vishdel's back.

Warm palms gently rested on Vishdel's smooth back, and Theresa's voice, like a magical, warm breeze, brushed against her ear:

"Little Vish, relax, leave everything to me... you can leave everything to me..."

Before Vishdel could react, he felt Theresa's soft yet firm body press against him from behind.

Those hands, filled with boundless tenderness, guided her to part her legs, lean back slightly, and nestle completely into Theresa's warm embrace.

Vishdel's back was pressed against Theresa's heaving chest, and he could even clearly feel her heart beating as fast as his own.

"Eh!? Your Highness, what is this...?" Vishdel's body tensed instantly, a premonition mixed with shock and disbelief exploding in her mind.

"This is the reward." The answer came from ahead, Wang Chong's deep, magnetic voice.

Vishdale's gaze involuntarily drifted downwards, where he was met with that familiar yet oppressively imposing presence.

At this moment, the treasure was pulsating with vitality, radiating a scorching heat that was almost touching her lower abdomen.

At that moment, Vishdel fully understood what was about to happen. The immense shock left her mind blank, and blood seemed to rush to her cheeks and ears.

“That’s right,” Wang Chong’s voice pierced her mind like a physical entity, with an air of complete control, “just as you’ve thought of it. And Theresa’s ‘reward’ is to guide you well, support you, and let you experience… double fulfillment in the upcoming movement.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Vishdel felt himself being filled up step by step.

"Waaaaah—!"

An uncontrollable whimper, a mixture of pain and extreme satisfaction, escaped from her throat.

Almost at the same instant, Vishdale's pert breasts were also completely enveloped and grasped from behind by a pair of warm, soft hands.

The touch was delicate and gentle, and it certainly didn't come from Wang Chong in front of him.

It was Theresa! Theresa was kneading and twisting her hands repeatedly, as if kneading the most precious dough, with a sense of exploration and comfort, like a master pastry chef.

While being visually pleasing, it also provides a strong stimulus to the person involved.

"Ah..." Vishdel's body trembled violently as the double attack from the front and back completely shattered her defenses.

Vishdale finally fully understood the meaning of the reward: she would serve her master, Wang Chong, alongside her revered Princess Theresa, and Theresa would personally guide her into this abyss of bliss!

This is no longer a dream, but a real, exhilarating reality!

"Little Vish seems a little nervous..."

Theresa's warm breath brushed against Vishdel's neck, her voice slightly seductive and husky, creating a wonderful harmony with the gentle yet irresistible movements of her hands.

"Don't be afraid, relax...feel the joy my love brings you, and feel...my presence. Relax completely, accept this impact, let it...fully fill you..."

Guided by Theresa's words, Vishdel gradually began to succumb to depravity, and his senses became increasingly acute.

Wang Chong's powerful impact and Theresa's gentle caresses formed a stark contrast, yet blended together perfectly.

"Ah...Your Highness...Ah...The King..."

Vishdale's groans were intermittent, and she could no longer tell who she was begging for mercy from.

Theresa's lips gently sucked on her earlobe, her warm, wet tongue occasionally brushing against the side of her neck, leaving a tingling sensation.

Meanwhile, Wang Chong, in perfect sync with Theresa's offensive rhythm, precisely timed his attacks to strike Vishdel during the gaps in her defense.

Vishdale could not withstand such a relentless attack; his body convulsed, and his panting became increasingly beautiful.

"What a good boy, he's finally become adorable." Wang Chong praised with a smile as he listened to Vishdel's panting.

Vishdale was already feeling a surge of excitement from the previous physical activity between Wang Chong and Theresa. Now, under their combined assault, her rationality was finally beginning to crumble.

Furthermore, given that she had already given herself to both Theresa and Wang Chong, her descent into their arms was almost inevitable.

"Ugh...it's too...too intense...waaaah!"

Vishdale's hands gripped the sheets weakly; she felt herself being overwhelmed by the intense pleasure.

Theresa kissed her lips at the opportune moment, swallowing her moans whole. The kiss was both tender and slightly aggressive, just like Theresa's actions at that moment.

Wang Chong could feel the temperature inside Vishdel's body rising continuously, and this high temperature brought him a more comfortable stimulation.

At the same time, the sight of the two women kissing excited him even more, and his movements became more vigorous.

“It seems our little Vish has fully adapted,” Theresa said softly.

Now, Theresa is completely infatuated with the intimate interactions between the three of them. The flames of desire have been rekindled in her eyes.

At this moment, Vishdel seemed to her like the most interesting toy, allowing her to play with and tease him at will. She carefully observed the changes in Vishdel's expression, thus accurately memorizing every favorite spot of his.

"Your Highness...no...there..."

Vishdel tried to stop Theresa from continuing her exploration, but her protests were quickly overwhelmed by an even stronger wave of pleasure.

The temperature in the room seemed to be rising steadily, and the air was filled with an atmosphere of desire.

Vishdale felt she was nearing her limit, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

This was the first time she had willingly reached the peak. In Vishdale's heart, there was not only the satisfaction of having her desires fulfilled, but also a sense of happiness that made her feel completely at peace.

"Ah... Your Highness, and Master... I am so happy right now..."

Such thoughts arose in Vishdale's mind, giving her an impulse to stay surrounded by Theresa and Wang Chong for the rest of her life.

Wang Chong noticed the change in Vishdel, and his movements became more intense as he prepared to unleash his magic.

Theresa also keenly sensed the changes in Vishdel and began to increase her strength as well.

"Together...with me..."

Theresa whispered in Vishdel's ear, her voice seductive, intensifying Vishdel's emotions like fuel for a rocket of desire, pushing it to its climax. "You...you...you...you...are you ...

Vishdale now felt completely lost in this lovemaking; she abandoned her last bit of restraint and was completely immersed in the vortex of pleasure.

"Ah... Your Highness... I... I'm about to..." Vishdel's voice was already trembling with sobs, clearly she was reaching her limit.

“Come on, little Vish, let me see you at your most beautiful,” Theresa whispered in her ear, her warm breath brushing against her neck.

“Very good, Vishdel…”

Wang Chong's deep voice rang out, carrying approval and a hint of barely perceptible pleasure. His movements became deeper and more prolonged, each one seeming to strike the very depths of her soul.

"Remember how you feel right now...remember the meaning of your name...remember who...gave you all of this!"

“Relax…let everything out…” Theresa whispered her final words, gently biting her earlobe, completely merging Vishdel’s feelings and physical desires into one.

Vishdel had finally reached her limit. Both Theresa behind her and Wang Chong, who was attacking her from the front, could feel the sensation of Vishdel reaching the summit.

Wang Chong could no longer bear it. He roared and released all his magic power.

"Waaaaah—! I have everything I need now!! Ah!!"

Vishdale let out a loud cry, then her eyes rolled back, her head tilted back, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

As the intense waves slowly receded, only the heavy, intertwined breathing of the three people remained in the room.

Vishdale collapsed into Theresa's warm embrace, his body still twitching slightly from the afterglow.

“Great…ha…hehe…Vishdel wants…more…more…”

Vishdale had his eyes closed, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up into an almost silly, incredibly satisfied smile.

Chapter 483 Return to Tranquility

Before they knew it, the night had deepened, and all was quiet except for the lingering ambiance in the room and the intertwined breathing of the three of them.

Under the halo of the "time management master," the three of them actually spent almost a day and a night in this exhilarating exercise.

After this incredibly long and grueling battle, Vishdale was the first to succumb, her strength completely exhausted. She collapsed onto the disheveled bed and fell into a deep sleep. Her sleeping face still carried a hint of barely perceptible fatigue and relaxation.

In stark contrast was Theresa. Although each fierce battle left her exhausted, collapsed on the bed, and only able to gasp for breath to regain her strength.

Surprisingly, after only a short rest, she was able to quickly recover, regain her strength, and actively confront Wang Chong, throwing herself into the next round of competition.

This astonishing resilience made Wang Chong secretly admire her. He clearly realized that Theresa's tenacity in a protracted battle was in no way inferior to Arcueid's; at least she didn't need to worry about falling behind his pace.

Of course, Theresa's only weakness might be that her physique is ultimately slightly inferior, preventing her from unleashing her full power without reservation like Arcueid.

However, the flaws did not detract from the overall excellence; this evenly matched contest had already given Wang Chong an unprecedented sense of enjoyment and satisfaction.

After Theresa swallowed the last bit of life essence and licked her moist lips with lingering satisfaction, she languidly and affectionately laid her entire body softly on Wang Chong's broad and firm chest, half of her body pressed tightly against his strong and warm skin.

The room finally welcomed a long-awaited moment of tranquility. A wave of exhaustion washed over them, and both felt their eyelids grow heavy, as if they were about to embrace and drift into a sweet dream.

"...Actually, your relationship with little Vish is not as simple as you just made it sound, is it?"

Just at this tranquil juncture, Theresa's voice, tinged with a hint of probing, broke the silence and rang out softly.

Wang Chong seemed to have anticipated Theresa's keen insight, and his face showed no surprise whatsoever.

He turned his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the still unconscious Vishdel beside him, and replied calmly, "Hmm, I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

"After all, I know Vish's stubborn and extreme nature too well, and I know you just as well... How could the two of you possibly get along as calmly and peacefully as you appear to be on completely equal footing?"

Theresa's lips curled into a helpless smile, her eyes also carrying a hint of barely perceptible guilt.

Her gaze fell on Vishdale's sleeping profile, her voice lowering slightly: "And I can clearly read her...fear of you deep in her eyes."

"I never imagined that someone as unyielding as her, someone whose nature was so strong that even death could not subdue her, would one day be utterly terrified and submit to someone."

She sighed softly, the sound particularly clear in the silent room, as if carrying a heavy sense of destiny:

"Sometimes I can't help but think that maybe you are my destined nemesis, drawing all the important people in my life into your vortex one by one."

"Are you blaming me?" Wang Chong's voice remained calm, revealing no emotional fluctuation.

"Blame?" Theresa shook her head slightly. She adjusted her posture, gently pressing her ear against Wang Chong's chest, feeling his steady and powerful heartbeat. The rhythmic throbbing seemed to bring a strange sense of comfort.

“I just hope… I hope you can really do what you promised…” She paused, her voice becoming even softer, yet carrying an undeniable sense of belonging, “I’m already yours, and so is little Vish, and little Amiya, Kal’tsit, even the Doctor and the others… they all are too…”

"Will you bring us the...happy ending we've been hoping for?" Her question carried a subtle hint of pleading and anticipation for the future.

Wang Chong tightened his arms around Theresa's slender waist, his voice low and gentle: "As long as you behave well, I will not mistreat you. Reward those who perform good deeds and punish those who make mistakes."

Wang Chong's fingertips unconsciously traced an arc along her smooth back, and after playing with it for a while, he continued:

"As for Little W... well, I can't change that nickname anytime soon. She's got that arrogant and crazy streak in her bones. Even if I don't make her my woman, with her reckless and rebellious nature, she'll cause a huge mess sooner or later."