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

Medea's burning passion suddenly cooled, and a sense of vigilance slowly emerged.

Since Jason has been proven to be no hero to her, would the outcome be different if she placed her feelings on Wang Chong?

"So... what does that nightmare just now mean?"

Medea's burning passion suddenly cooled, and a sense of vigilance slowly emerged.

Since Jason has been proven to be no hero to her, would the outcome be different if she placed her feelings on Wang Chong?

At this very moment when feelings are stirring, I so deeply relive my destiny as a witch. Isn't this a warning?

This serves as a warning... lest she repeat the same mistake and once again embark on that irreversible path of blindly believing in "heroes"...

after all…

She fell in love with the "hero" she believed was her destiny...

That price, that excruciating pain, and the ultimate destruction…

Did she really... know it all along?

Chapter 541 Full of Doubts

"boom!"

With a soft click, the door opened, and a figure stepped into the dimly lit cabin.

"Oh? You're awake."

Just as Medea was lost in thought and suffering from a splitting headache, a familiar yet slightly mocking voice rang out. The speaker was none other than her enigmatic aunt, Circe.

Circe approached with light steps, steadily carrying a bowl of steaming soup. She gently placed the bowl on the small table by the bedside, making a soft clinking sound, and then naturally sat down on the edge of the bed.

Then, Circe's sharp eyes scanned the weakened Medea up and down without any politeness, as if assessing the condition of an object, carefully examining the mental state reflected in her pale face and slightly unfocused eyes.

"Tsk, judging from your appearance, the recovery is not too bad," Circe raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying an undeniable air. "But unfortunately, you can forget about getting out of bed for the next few days. Just lie there and recover."

She paused, then added, as if casually:

"Originally, I wanted to use healing magic to help you recover quickly. Unfortunately, a certain man spoke up, saying that he wanted you to remember the lesson of this reckless act, and also to prevent you from running around again, so he strictly forbade me from using any healing methods on you."

These words were like a pebble thrown into calm water, instantly stirring Medea's emotions.

She struggled to sit up, her voice weak and confused: "After I lost consciousness... what happened? Aunt, how did you end up on this ship? And... why are you taking care of me?"

"whispering sound!"

Upon hearing this, Circe's face immediately showed obvious displeasure, as if a sore spot had been touched.

"Do you think I was happy to take on this job? It was all because of that scoundrel you summoned—Wang Chong!"

When the matter was brought up, she seemed quite angry, and recounted the series of events that occurred after Medea fell into a coma at a slightly faster pace.

It turned out that Wang Chong arrived just in time at the critical moment, easily defeating the mysterious Caster with overwhelming power and subduing him as his servant.

That wasn't all. Immediately afterwards, he forcefully entered into a contract with Circe, bringing Circe under his control.

And immediately after joining, Circe was assigned a "glorious" mission by her new Master.

That was to care for Medea, who was seriously injured and unconscious. Circe cared for her for a full day and night.

"So...it's already the second day?"

Medea's gaze passed over Circe's shoulder, looking at the bright sunlight streaming in through the porthole, her voice carrying a hint of detached uncertainty.

"Yes."

Circe replied curtly, then added, his tone revealing barely concealed apprehension:

"And while you were unconscious, that man wasn't idle. He 'persuaded' three more followers who appeared on the island, and now the entire Winged Dragon Island is under Wang Chong's control."

When she mentioned the other person, the muscles in her face seemed to stiffen slightly.

Medea, filled with doubt, couldn't help but press for answers:

"Logically speaking, a normal Servant contract shouldn't be able to bind you... With your abilities, can't you find a chance to escape?"

"Escape?" Circe laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, then his face darkened and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

"How could I escape? When that ruthless man's eyes swept over me, I felt like every bone in my body was clearly visible, as if every move I made was within his calculations. Believe me, if I had even had the slightest thought of running away, his sword would have cleaved me in two without hesitation!"

Circe recalled the scene and her body involuntarily trembled. Her voice lowered even further: "The oppressive feeling that man brought... was even more terrifying than that monster Hercules..."

“Hmm…” Medea murmured thoughtfully, “After all, he did indeed pull out Hercules’ heart with his bare hands.”

"Hiss—" Circe gasped, her face draining of color. "Tsk... my hunch was right. This guy is indeed more ferocious than Hercules..."

Having said that, Circe's eyes suddenly darted around, then refocused on Medea with a scrutinizing and inquisitive gaze. Her tone shifted, and she asked:

"Speaking of which, little niece, you've asked me so many questions just now, isn't it my turn to ask them now? Who exactly is this man named Wang Chong? And how did you end up in his hands?"

She leaned forward, looking quite interested.

Medea fell silent upon hearing Circe's question. To be honest, she hadn't decided whether to tell her unpredictable aunt about Wang Chong's background.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Circe's voice suddenly turned cold, carrying a hint of danger, "You don't think that just because you're gritting your teeth and not saying a word, I can't do anything to you, do you? Don't forget, you're a cripple right now who can't use a single bit of magic."

Circe's expression turned somewhat ferocious as he slowly raised his right hand, his fingertips faintly shimmering with an ominous magical light.

"You should know very well how terrible the pain those magic tricks that can forcibly probe memories can bring to the victim, right? My dear niece, your aunt really can't bear to hear your heart-wrenching screams. So, just tell me the truth, it'll be better for both of us, don't you think?"

However, Medea remained remarkably calm and unmoved in the face of Circe's blatant threat.

Instead of backing down, she slowly shrank back into the covers, adjusted to a more comfortable position, and lay down contentedly, as if the other person was just talking about something perfectly normal.

"What...what do you mean by this?" Circe was taken aback by her niece's completely unexpected reaction, and her raised hand froze in mid-air.

"Aunt, if you really dared to use that dangerous magic on me, you would have done it already. Why waste your breath threatening me here?"

Medea's voice carried a hint of weariness and certainty: "Besides, with your intelligence, can't you see the... subtle relationship between me and that man?"

"relation?"

Circe, as if he had heard an amusing joke, curled his lips into a sarcastic smile:

"Hehe, my little niece, you wouldn't be trying to tell me that you've fallen for someone else and are now with that horrible man, would you?"

Despite her sarcastic remarks, the magic she had gathered in her hands quietly dissipated.

“At least, he didn’t hesitate to defeat that terrible Caster in order to save me, didn’t he?” Medea said calmly.

"Fine, fine, fine." Circe waved his hand, his nonchalant expression returning. "If you don't want to talk about it, then forget it. I have my own ways of finding out that man's secret..."

Then, Circe's tone turned cold again, tinged with a smug sense of victory: "However, Medea, that troublesome seal on you... to remove it, I'm afraid you'll ultimately need my help, won't you?"

She let out a series of meaningful, cold laughs:

"Hehehe... At first, I was puzzled as to why you would risk going to that dangerous cave. It wasn't until I started taking care of you and carefully examining your body that I finally discovered the truth and understood what was sealing away the magic within you."

She stood up, looking down at Medea on the bed, her words like cold, venomous snakes:

"I advise you to cooperate with me and listen to me. Otherwise, if I tell that man exactly what you did by secretly sneaking into the cave and trying to use the secret of the pulse brush seal on the island... do you think you'll still have a chance to carry out your plan?"

After saying that, Circe looked at Medea again, turned around and left the room, the door clicking shut behind her.

A heavy sigh echoed in the quiet room, and Medea's heart sank.

The worst-case scenario still happened; the secret she tried so hard to hide was eventually seen through by her shrewd aunt.

Fortunately, Circe also harbored the selfish desire to escape Wang Chong's control; otherwise, if she had reported this matter to Wang Chong at this moment, her plan to use the ley lines to break the seal would have been completely thwarted.

"But...did he really...not realize my true motive for risking my way into the cave?" However, another thought uncontrollably crept into Medea's mind, sending a chill down her spine and causing her fingers to unconsciously clench the corner of the blanket.

Chapter 542 The Vanished Moon Goddess

Although Medea was rescued, her act of acting on her own and revealing her intentions was a huge flaw in itself... She absolutely refused to believe that, given that man's unfathomable depth and cunning, he would be completely unaware of the purpose behind her unauthorized actions.

However, Medea is currently resting here unharmed, and the other party seems completely unconcerned about her "rebellious" behavior, without even a hint of questioning her.

This elusive attitude only made Medea feel more uneasy and confused, completely unable to fathom Wang Chong's thoughts.

"Sigh... I really should have gotten more information out of my aunt just now..."

Medea sighed again in despair, her sense of isolation and helplessness intensifying. Her gaze fell on the bowl of soup steaming weakly by her bedside, and the hunger in her stomach served as a timely reminder of her dire situation.

"Never mind, there's no hope if we can survive." Medea propped herself up, deciding to fill her stomach to replenish her strength before taking things one step at a time.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the island.

Wang Chong stood with his hands behind his back, calmly gazing at the nascent pirate camp before him. Wooden fences surrounded the area, and simple shacks were scattered about. Some tamed pterosaurs were working as laborers, carrying timber.

He nodded slightly, clearly satisfied with the progress of the project. This place was rich in resources; the countless pterosaurs were not only a high-quality source of meat, but their tough bones, wing membranes, and scales were also excellent materials for strengthening and modifying ships. This place would become his stable strategic stronghold in the near future.

Just then, a series of slightly heavy footsteps came from the dense jungle. A woman dressed in samurai attire, with two swords at her waist, slowly emerged. Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead, and her face was etched with exhaustion and helplessness. She walked up to Wang Chong and shook her head in frustration.

"Still haven't found it, Musashi?" Wang Chong asked calmly without turning around.

"Master, I feel like I've searched every inch of this island..." The female warrior, Miyamoto Musashi, took a breath, wiped the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand, and continued, "Is the moon goddess Artemis you mentioned really on this island? There's not a trace of her at all."

“Your Highness,” Aika Sajou, who had been standing quietly to the side, spoke up at the right moment, her voice gentle yet carrying a certain judgment, “According to my observations, there is indeed no sign of Orion and Artemis on this island. Or rather, they have not yet arrived here.”

She raised her hand, a faint glow of magic swirling within it, and continued:

“I have constructed a large-scale reconnaissance scheme covering the entire island through the island’s leyline network, continuously monitoring the presence of Servants. Apart from us, no other Servant’s magical energy fluctuations have been detected on this island. Therefore, the target you are looking for should not be on the island at the moment.”

"Hmm...did we arrive too early?" Elizabeth Bathory, a girl with two horns on her head and holding a long spear, interjected, her tone full of curiosity. "I was hoping to see what kind of goddess could make Master so concerned and pursue her!"

"Tamamo is hungry... I want to eat some delicious grilled fish..." The fluffy Tamamo cat seemed listless at the moment, its tail drooping on the ground, muttering dejectedly.

"Alright, everyone, you've all worked hard." Wang Chong turned around and comforted the slightly dejected followers. "Since the target isn't here right now, they're probably sailing somewhere else. Let's all go to the camp and rest, and prepare lunch." He gestured for everyone to leave first.

After Musashi, Aika, Elizabeth, and Tamamo Neko walked towards the camp, Wang Chong turned back to the vast sea. He put his hands on his hips, his deep gaze fixed on the shimmering, boundless blue depths, his brows furrowing slightly as he fell into brief contemplation.

"This is truly unexpected..."

Wang Chong muttered to himself, letting the sea breeze brush against the hem of his clothes.

"Instead of finding the crucial Artemis, we unexpectedly subdued Circe here... Could it be that Circe's appearance, to some extent, replaced Artemis's original position at this 'plot point'?"

But Wang Chong immediately shook his head, dismissing the idea:

"No, the system mission clearly points to 'Goddess of the Hunt,' Artemis, who must be an important figure in this singularity. Perhaps, as I just speculated, we did arrive too early; Artemis and Orion's ship hasn't even approached the island yet..."

“Of course, there’s another possibility…” Wang Chong’s eyes sharpened, “that is, my arrival itself may have triggered unpredictable changes, creating the so-called ‘butterfly effect,’ causing Artemis to change her original course and go to other seas…”

"Tsk... If that's the case, then it's going to be difficult." Wang Chong clicked his tongue and made a decision. "It seems we can't wait any longer. We must set sail as soon as possible and actively search for Artemis's whereabouts."

Having decided that they must set sail to find Artemis the next morning, Wang Chong gathered his thoughts and turned to head towards the camp where Sajou Aika and the others were.

The moment he took his first step—

"Ding!"

"Friendly reminder, host, your [Sharing of Fate] quest progress has been updated! Please check it promptly!"

The system's somewhat playful yet mysterious notification sound suddenly echoed in Wang Chong's mind, causing him to freeze in place.

An invisible current seemed to surge through his nerves, instantly invigorating him, and the coolness brought by the sea breeze seemed to be dispelled by this sudden news.

Ignoring the commotion in the camp, Wang Chong immediately focused his mind, bringing up the system interface deep within his consciousness to carefully examine the updated mission details:

"1 [Shared Fate: Jason] Fate Branch: Fearless Challenge."

Mission Summary: After setting sail, Jason's crew endured numerous hardships and challenges, and it was precisely this legendary adventure that made the legend of the Agor unforgettable for posterity.

Please complete 5 challenging sea trials. Current progress: 1/5.

2 [Shared Fate: Jason] Fate Branch: Cursed Love.

Mission Objective: Upon arriving in Colchis, the land of the Golden Fleece, Princess Medea, under the influence of Cupid, becomes deeply attracted to Jason. To help Jason escape the kingdom, she commits the heinous crime of murdering her brother.

Please raise Medea's favorability towards you to 100. Current favorability: 75 points.

"Two new fate branches have been updated? Wait, what exactly does 'Complete the difficult sea challenges' mean? And the progress shows 1/5... When did I complete one of them?"

Wang Chong frowned slightly and subconsciously asked the system a question. His thoughts raced, and he vaguely felt that he might have missed a crucial detail.

The system's brisk response rang out at the opportune moment, patiently explaining:

"The difficulties and challenges at sea are often related to attacks. Host, think back carefully, didn't you experience a fierce pterosaur attack on your way to Pterosaur Island? That was the first challenge of the [Shared Fate] judgment."

"So that's how it is. That attack was considered a maritime challenge?" Wang Chong finally understood how the so-called maritime challenge was triggered.

"It seems that to quickly advance the mission, we need to proactively seek out similar adversaries or crises." He murmured to himself, his gaze subtly shifting towards the camp, seemingly considering a new strategy.

Having grasped the scope of the "Fearless Challenge," Wang Chong temporarily turned his thoughts to another branch of fate.