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

2. Seize the Holy Grail and the Age of the Holy Grail.

3. Build a powerful pirate crew and successfully win the title of "Pirate King" (requires subduing or incorporating all pirate forces in this sea area).

4. Defeat all the heroes on the Agor (any means are acceptable, you can defeat them or recruit them).

5. Defeat the Demon God Pillar, Buddha Nuo Si.

mission rewards:

完成1：根据评级 s/a/b，可获得 3000/2000/1000反派点数，及 3/2/1次史诗级抽奖机会。

Completion 2: Holy Grail x4, Skill Upgrade Card x2.

Completion 3: Exclusive Aura [One Piece].

Completion 4: Learn the skill [A+ for heroes].

Completion 5: One rare Servant summon card, one random item jar, one skill upgrade card, and one current singularity.

Hidden Achievements:

1. [The Betrayal Witch]: Once a pure and innocent princess, she will ultimately repeat the same fate. When the "Betrayal Witch" is reborn from despair, what breathtaking dark charm will she unleash?

This achievement can be unlocked when the host successfully makes Medea fall in love with someone else and personally ends Jason's life.

2. [The Defiled Virgin Goddess]: The proud virgin goddess has fallen from the clouds to the mortal world, unaware of the filth and barbarity of this pirate world. The only end awaiting this pure goddess is to be completely defiled and possessed!

Tianyu Literature: Turn the page and you'll find yourself in another world.

The host can unlock this achievement by successfully capturing the mind and body of Artemis, the goddess of the moon and the hunt.

3. [Pirate Conquest]: As the Pirate King who rules the seven seas, how can he be without stunning beauties by his side? It's time to gather all the shining pearls of this sea into his grasp!

The host can unlock this achievement by successfully collecting all the female Servants summoned in this Holy Grail War.

"There are quite a few mission objectives and hidden achievements to achieve this time... and the mission rewards don't seem to be particularly attractive to me."

Wang Chong's gaze slowly swept across the task panel, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing his chin, revealing a thoughtful expression.

He frowned slightly, his tone carrying a hint of criticism, and said, "And upon closer inspection, these mission rewards seem to lack sufficient appeal to me."

Then, Wang Chong paused, his gaze lingering for a moment on the achievement entries that strongly implied "collection," a playful smile curving his lips as he added to the system in his mind, "However, this system of yours is quite interesting. This time, the main storyline feels like it's deliberately guiding me to collect women."

"Oh dear, why bother with such details, host?" The system's voice carried its usual lighthearted chuckle as it continued, "Anyway, we've already weathered the most dangerous phase. Dealing with the remaining opponents will be a piece of cake, a breeze!"

Immediately afterwards, the system changed its tone, becoming slightly more serious, and reminded:

"As for the troublesome seal on your body, it can be completely removed in about a week as long as the purification process is continued."

"However, if you slack off halfway through, or if the purification speed slows down, the time to break the seal will be delayed indefinitely. But fortunately, normally, this thing won't take the host much time."

"You make it sound so easy..."

Wang Chong shook his head, the playful look on his face replaced by seriousness, and said in a deep voice:

"System, never underestimate any potential enemy. You must always remember this lesson. Who knows how many hidden contingency plans that guy Goetia might have secretly prepared because of me, this variable?"

Wang Chong took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing his worries, and clearly returned his thoughts to the action plan:

"Now... let's start with the easiest tasks. One is to completely conquer Medea, and the other is to quickly build a pirate force that obeys my orders."

Wang Chong continued his analysis while pondering:

"As for ships, we have Noah's Ark, so that's not a problem. The key issue is manpower. It seems that we can only plunder those pirate minions who act as henchmen when we pass by various islands or encounter other pirate ships during our voyage."

After listening to Wang Chong's well-organized analysis, the system immediately agreed: "Hmm, host, you've considered everything very thoroughly! The detailed map of the singularity has just finished loading, please take a look..."

As the system finished speaking, a clear holographic map was instantly projected into Wang Chong's mind.

Through internal vision, Wang Chong clearly discerned that the island he was currently on was located in the northwesternmost corner of the entire singularity, a place known as the "Volcanic Mortar Island".

"This place... is quite a rare spot."

Wang Chong carefully "observed" the map in his mind, muttering to himself:

"The core area of ​​the entire island exhibits a huge, crater-like geological feature. Medea and I are currently located in the northeastern part of the island."

Wang Chong's gaze followed the map's direction northeastward, and he said, "If we continue sailing northeast from here, crossing a sea area, we can reach... Wyvern Island."

Wang Chong tried hard to recall the somewhat blurry fragments of the original plot, and murmured, "Winged Dragon Island... If I remember correctly, the Chaldea people defeated the entrenched pterosaurs there, and used those pterosaurs as core materials to repair and strengthen their pirate ships."

His eyes suddenly sharpened as he caught a crucial piece of information: "Moreover, and most importantly, Artemis, the goddess of the hunt and the moon, should be on that island right now!"

"So, host, is our next goal to set off for the Pteranodon Island immediately?" the system asked at the opportune moment.

Wang Chong nodded without hesitation, his tone resolute and filled with unwavering determination:

"That's right. Whether it's to advance the mission or to help Ritsuka and the others repair the singularity faster, taking down Artemis is almost inevitable!"

Chapter 515 Medea, Overwhelmed by Hunger

After Wang Chong made his decision, the system's inorganic voice sounded again: "Since the host has made a decision, this system will naturally comply... However, there is still one important matter that needs to be reminded of the host."

"What is it?" Wang Chong raised an eyebrow and asked directly.

"Host, you killed far more Servants than expected on the Agor, reaping a large number of souls. Therefore, your current World Stand advancement quest: [36 Sinful Souls] has now been significantly over-fulfilled."

系统话音落下的同时，一道半透明的任务窗口在王冲意识中展开。只见任务进度从原先的【32/36】赫然变成了【78/36】，足足多出了46个灵魂。

Wang Chong thought back briefly and realized that he had indeed killed quite a few followers in the previous fierce battle, but he had not counted them.

"What impact will the extra souls have?" he pressed.

"There are no negative effects. On the contrary, the more souls you collect, the greater the increase in the potential of your Stand when you finally choose to complete the mission," the system explained.

"You mean... I can choose not to submit the quest now? Continue to exploit this bug and collect more souls?" Wang Chong reacted quickly and immediately grasped the key point.

“That’s right,” the system affirmed. “However, the host should know that the effect of increasing the number of souls has diminishing marginal returns. Now, 78 souls are more than twice the mission baseline. Even if you continue to collect them, the additional potential increase will be extremely limited.”

"Understood." Wang Chong understood and said decisively, "Then I'll wait until I'm truly ready to abandon my current substitute and advance before choosing to complete this mission."

……

Time passed quietly amidst the sound of the silent waves. Wang Chong displayed astonishing efficiency, using the island's timber to build a sturdy wooden house on the beach at a speed visible to the naked eye, capable of providing shelter from the wind and rain.

When Medea awoke slightly from her dazed grief and exhaustion, she was pulled back to reality by the intense hunger in her stomach. She was shocked to find that her surroundings had changed and that the simple yet practical wooden house had somehow appeared not far away.

As dusk settled, the sea breeze carried a damp, salty smell, and Medea, dressed in thin clothes, couldn't help but shiver. She instinctively moved towards the campfire, where she remembered drying her soaked clothes.

As she drew closer, an enticing aroma of roasting fish wafted into her nostrils. Looking closely, she saw Wang Chong sitting beside a leaping campfire, skillfully grilling several plump sea fish skewered on branches.

The fish skin sizzled under the flames, turning an enticing golden color. The oil dripped into the fire, sparking tiny sparks and releasing an even richer aroma.

"Goo-"

The rumbling in her stomach was exceptionally clear in the silence. Medea normally didn't need to eat much. But now, her magic was completely sealed, making her no different from an ordinary mortal.

In addition, she had spent the previous afternoon immersed in sadness, which had exhausted her energy. Therefore, now hunger was surging like a tidal wave, almost devouring her.

However, the invisible barrier between them made her hesitate. She silently walked to the other side of the campfire, picked up her clothes that had already dried and were still warm, quickly put them on, and then sat on a thick log with her knees drawn up to her chest, trying to use the warmth of the campfire to dispel the chill from her body.

Wang Chong acted as if she didn't exist. He was completely focused on the grilled fish in his hands, meticulously sprinkling on spice powder he'd somehow produced. Once the fish was cooked through, he tore and chewed it without a care in the world, his expression almost deliberate. Medea keenly sensed this deliberate neglect, and an indescribable sense of grievance welled up inside her.

"Gurgle..."

Her stubbornly empty stomach protested again. Medea's cheeks flushed instantly, so ashamed she wanted to disappear into the ground. The fragrant grilled fish, so close yet so far, drew her in like a spell. Her fingers unconsciously curled and unfolded, her gaze fixed on the last piece of fish, her mind struggling with whether to reach out and grab it without hesitation.

Ultimately, her strong sense of pride prevented her from acting impulsively. She thought: My loud rumbling stomach was so obvious, surely the other person noticed? Surely…

However, Wang Chong merely raised his eyelids, glanced at her indifferently, as if looking at an insignificant stone, and then lowered his head again to continue enjoying his dinner, completely ignoring Medea's predicament.

Medea froze in shock, her last glimmer of hope shattered. She had assumed his rescue was partly out of pity for a woman, but reality was so cruel—this man cared nothing for her feelings, much less for her life or death!

'This man... he doesn't play by the rules at all!' Medea thought angrily to herself, and couldn't help but glare at Wang Chong.

But in that one glance, her gaze unexpectedly lingered on Wang Chong's face. The flickering firelight danced across his sharply defined profile, and his focused expression exuded a strange...charm? Medea was momentarily lost in thought.

"Coo coo coo—!"

A more intense rumbling in her stomach jolted her awake. She snapped back to reality, startled by her own momentary lapse in concentration: 'What...what's wrong with me? How could I have been so engrossed in watching this devil?' However, before her thoughts could settle, a surge of hunger returned like a ravenous beast, her stomach even beginning to cramp, and her body felt dizzy from the lack of energy. At that moment, the temptation of food overwhelmed all considerations of dignity. (The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

Driven by her survival instinct, she suddenly reached out, her target the last grilled fish that exuded a deadly aroma!

"Oh, first you treated your savior so rudely, and now you want to take it without asking... Is this the royal etiquette taught in your Kingdom of Kochis?"

Just as her fingertips were about to touch the grilled fish, a sarcastic and biting remark struck Medea like a cold whip, freezing her outstretched hand in mid-air.

The girl abruptly raised her head, her golden eyes filled with undisguised grievance and shame, her fair face flushed crimson. She sighed deeply, resigned, and slowly withdrew her hand, her voice hoarse and unusually humble: "I...can I beg you...to give me a grilled fish?" These almost pleading words, uttered by her, were an unprecedented humiliation for her.

"Just because you beg, does that mean I have to give it to you? Why should I?" Wang Chong's response was like a bucket of ice water, completely shattering Medea's last illusions. She had already humbled herself so much, yet all she received in return was a heartless rejection.

"Stop putting on that pitiful act." Wang Chong's voice was icy cold, devoid of any warmth. "Don't forget, we are enemies. My responsibility is only to ensure you don't starve to death, not to treat you like a guest, feeding you every meal."

“Since you keep saying we’re enemies,” Medea was completely broken by this coldness, and her suppressed emotions finally exploded. She cried out in despair, “Then why did you save me?! I might as well have let me drown in that cold sea!”

"Die in the sea?" Wang Chong slowly stood up, the oppressive aura emanating from his tall figure instantly enveloping Medea, making her feel breathless. "That would be too merciful for you... Why do you think I saved you?" He took a step closer, his gaze as sharp as a knife fixed on Medea's pale face.

“Medea, remember my words—” Wang Chong pointed at her, declaring clearly and coldly, word by word, “Before you witness with your own eyes how you are pushed back into the abyss of the witch… you—are not allowed to die!”

“…You bastard! You demon!” Medea trembled with rage, her fists clenched so tightly her knuckles turned white. But utterly powerless, she couldn't even resist. Her limited vocabulary only allowed her to utter these few pale curses, utterly ineffective against the cold-blooded man before her.

“Compared to you guys who always want to drag the world down with you, I think I’m at least ‘good-looking.’ A demon? Ha…” Wang Chong let out a series of cold laughs and said no more. He leisurely picked up the last grilled fish, making a move to put it in his mouth. This meant that Medea was determined to endure the hunger tonight.

Looking at the food so close yet so far away, Medea's rage deflated like a punctured balloon, leaving only endless exhaustion and despair. The intense hunger, combined with the emotional outburst, almost made her lose the strength to stand; her vision blurred, and her body swayed slightly.

At this moment, she would be willing to pay any price to get a bite of food.

Wang Chong's sharp gaze never left Medea, calmly assessing every subtle change in her face. When he caught the almost instinctive, naked craving for grilled fish in her eyes, he knew the time was ripe.

"It's not impossible for you to have this fish..." Wang Chong's voice carried a hint of composure as he looked down at Medea, who was slumped on the ground. "But there's no such thing as a free lunch. If you promise me one thing, not only will this fish be yours, but I also promise you won't go hungry in the days to come."

"What...what do you want me to do?" Upon hearing this almost coercive condition, Medea's face turned deathly pale. Some unpleasant thoughts immediately surfaced in her mind. She instinctively hugged her arms in terror, protecting them to her chest.

"Tch," Wang Chong scoffed, "I told you long ago, with your skinny frame, I have absolutely no interest in you..." He made no attempt to hide the contempt in his tone.

"If you're not willing, then forget it. You only get one chance." With that, Wang Chong made a move to stuff the grilled fish into his mouth.

"Wait!" As her last hope was about to vanish, the craving for her body finally overwhelmed reason and dignity. Medea almost cried out, her voice trembling with despair, "I...I promise you!" In this cruel battle against hunger, she was completely defeated, lowering her once proud head to Wang Chong.

Chapter 516 Removing the Thorn (Part 1)

Seeing that Medea had finally agreed, Wang Chong readily handed her the golden-brown, crispy, and fragrant fish he was holding.

Medea's eyes were instantly filled with food, and she didn't care what Wang Chong would ask next. She almost snatched the grilled fish and eagerly opened her mouth to take a bite.

"Mmm...smells so good...I've never eaten such delicious fish before..." The scalding hot fish made her tongue slightly numb, but the extreme deliciousness instantly overwhelmed the discomfort.

Perhaps it was because she had been hungry for too long, or perhaps it was because Wang Chong's cooking skills were truly extraordinary, the moment the fish entered her mouth, Medea felt her taste buds being completely awakened and conquered.

Overwhelmed by hunger, she disregarded her usual elegance and practically wolfed down the tender fish, her cheeks bulging. "What about you? I'm Lin Yongkong, and you're Lin Zaizai, aren't you yet...?"

"Eating so fast, aren't you afraid of getting a fish bone stuck in your throat?" Wang Chong chuckled softly as he watched from the side, his tone slightly teasing.

“The bones of sea fish… are all so big… how could they have any fine bones… cough cough… it’s not a river fish.” Medea retorted indistinctly as she swallowed a mouthful of fish meat, her cheeks slightly flushed from chewing quickly.

"Oh? Who told you there aren't any sea fish varieties with lots of small bones?"

Wang Chong raised an eyebrow dismissively, his voice carrying a lazy, teasing tone:

"You have such naive ideas only because back in the palace, those timid cooks would never have dared to serve you, a pampered little princess, bony fish."

"I'm not... cough—! ugh...!"

As soon as Wang Chong finished speaking, Medea suddenly clutched her neck. Violent coughing and gagging interrupted her attempt to refute him. Her face instantly turned red, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Without even a second thought, it was clear that the other person had wolfed down their food, resulting in a fishbone getting stuck deep in her delicate throat.

"See? What did I tell you?" Wang Chong shook his head helplessly at her disheveled and pained appearance. "I told you to eat slowly, but you wouldn't listen. Now you've really choked, haven't you?"

"Ugh...cough cough cough...%&..." Medea instinctively tried to summon her magic and use the simplest softening spell to treat the thorn in her throat.

However, the spell collapsed as soon as it began, and she realized in despair that she was now sealed and could not even muster a trace of magic power.

The sharp, stinging pain from the foreign object made it impossible for her to swallow anything. She desperately bent over and coughed, trying to expel the annoying little splinter, but to no avail. Each swallow and breath brought a sharp pain.

Just then, Wang Chong appeared out of nowhere and brought her a bowl of water, handing it to her: "Would you like some water to help you settle down?"

Medea, feeling as if she had been granted a pardon, nodded repeatedly and almost snatched the bowl of water, tilting her head back to gulp it down.

"Cough cough cough! Ugh... No... It's still inside... It hurts so much!" The cold water rushed over his throat, but it had no effect on the stubborn thorn. Instead, it intensified the pain of being stretched and rubbed by the hard object.

Medea clutched her neck, tears streaming down her face, a surge of panic rising within her:

Was she destined to endure this torment forever? Would the thorn pierce her throat? Could she really bleed to death on this deserted island because of a tiny fishbone? This absurd and terrifying thought sent a chill down her spine.

"Please...please, help me." Medea raised her tear-filled face, her voice trembling with sobs and rapid breathing. "If you can help me...I promise...I promise to do more for you!"

Medea is now like a drowning person, grasping at even a straw as a hope for survival.