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

“When he’s happy, I’m happy; when he’s angry, I’m angry too. I don’t know when it started, but I’ve become like this. Maybe this is what they call love at first sight in stories,” Semiramis said.

"Tsk, that's really cheesy." Mordred sheathed his sword after hearing that.

“Yes, sometimes I really want to refuse. But you can fool everyone but yourself.” Semiramis finished speaking, smiled, and said, “Now that we’ve laid this out, we should form an alliance.”

"Alliance? What the hell?"

"Hehe, of course it's an alliance to demand the Master's mana replenishment rights. Don't forget, there's already a natural alliance of the three Gorgon sisters in the house. There are so many people asking for mana, but there's only one Master, so there's bound to be some competition. Since we've already done 'that' in the same bed by chance, it's not unreasonable for you, me, and that love-struck kitten to form an alliance as well, right?" Semiramis teased. "I'll also slowly teach you how to please the Master~ How about it? A very worthwhile deal, isn't it?"

"I...I'm not interested!" Mordred couldn't hold back any longer at the mention of mana replenishment and fled in a panic. Semiramis was left standing there, giggling.

……

"So... what's the deal with this stray cat?" Jeanne Alter asked, her face dark, pointing at Atalanta, who was constantly being affectionate with Wang Chong behind him.

Wang Chong sighed inwardly. He had just escaped one danger only to fall into another. Why did he always seem to run into such predicaments?

Chapter 154 Jeanne Alter and Jeanne's Care

Finally, with the help of Medusa, they managed to calm Jeanne Alter down. However, Wang Chong could tell that this was only temporary.

"I need to make it up to Jeanne Alter properly; I can't favor one over the other. And Medusa is the same; she's always been quietly giving so much. I need to take good care of the three Gorgon sisters," Wang Chong thought to himself.

Afterwards, Wang Chong summoned everyone in the house and informed them of the Sky Garden and his decision to temporarily relocate there. Upon hearing about the Sky Garden's features and layout, everyone was quite amazed.

"But why does the Master want to bring Sakura and Shiki up with him? Won't that place become a target for the Masters of the Holy Grail Wars?" Medusa asked with some concern.

“Actually, the Matou family isn’t a safe place either. After all, they’re one of the three major families, and they’ll be targeted sooner or later. The magic formulas we’ve left behind aren’t enough to completely stop the enemy’s attacks,” Wang Chong said slowly. “On the contrary, although the Hanging Gardens will be the target of concentrated fire, I will be stationed here for most of the time, and everyone else will be there too. Plus, with the various large-scale magic formulas that the Hanging Gardens come with, it’s actually the safest place.”

“Furthermore, even if the Hanging Gardens are breached, Semiramis has prepared an escape technique that can send us away in an instant. So there’s no need to worry about Sakura and Shiki being affected.” After Wang Chong finished speaking, he looked at Matou Sakura and Ryougi Shiki and said, “Besides, if we all leave, leaving these two little ones here, I’m afraid they wouldn’t be willing.”

"Yes, I'll go wherever you go, teacher." Matou Sakura nodded in agreement immediately after hearing Wang Chong's words.

“Me too…” Ryougi Shiki nodded. Matou Sakura was still part of this family, while she herself was completely dependent on Wang Chong, so she also chose to go with him.

"Alright..." Seeing that neither of them intended to stay, Medusa could only nod in agreement.

“Perfect, let me see if the legendary Hanging Gardens are worthy of the goddess’s glory.” The two goddesses, Stheno and Euryale, were also quite interested in the fortress that could always float in the air.

"Then let's set off tonight. I'll tell you all about tonight's plan on the way... Well, tonight's plan is more about improvising and really showing off our infamous reputation," Wang Chong said.

Just then, the door to the room opened, and Wang Chong turned his head to find, to his astonishment, that Black Jeanne d'Arc had brought in a steaming bowl of noodles and placed it in front of him with a stern face.

"Why are you looking at me like that? You haven't eaten yet. Do you want to go into battle on an empty stomach tonight?" Jeanne Alter sat back down in her seat, looking sullen. It seemed she hadn't completely calmed down about what happened with Atalanta.

"Thank you for your concern, Jeanne Alter." Looking at Jeanne Alter's appearance, Wang Chong was touched and a little amused. Jeanne Alter's proud and aloof appearance was really cute and made people want to pinch her cheeks.

"I don't care about you, you womanizer. I'm just worried that you might suddenly become weak in battle due to hunger, and I'll have to lend a hand." Jeanne Alter snorted and turned her head away.

Wang Chong chuckled and didn't seem to care. Even the other Servants, including Matou Sakura and Ryougi Shiki, smiled slightly upon seeing this. It's likely that only the newly joined Atalanta was still a little confused.

……

The perspective shifts to Joan of Arc's side; it's already 8:30, and Joan knows it's time to set off. So, after making arrangements with Irisviel, she goes to find Wang Chong.

"Wang Chongjun, shall we set off? Have you finished setting up your magic props?" Jeanne asked from the doorway.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the sliding door opened immediately. Wang Chong walked out, looking exhausted. At this moment, Wang Chong had already switched back between his main body and his clone, which was why he could easily open the door.

"Wang Chongjun... are you alright?" Joan of Arc couldn't help but ask, seeing Wang Chong's exhausted appearance.

"I'm fine, it just took a lot of effort to research those things. But at least I didn't disappoint and managed to make the magic prop." Wang Chong then took out a dagger that looked like a lightning bolt.

"What is this?" Joan of Arc asked.

"An item that can break contracts. It can achieve the effect of a Noble Phantasm. It can destroy any completed magic spell related to magic. You should understand what I mean, right?" Wang Chong said with a smile.

"You mean this thing can break the contract between a Heroic Spirit and its Master!?" Jeanne was shocked when she heard this. She immediately used her True Name Recognition ability to check Wang Chong's current information. Sure enough, in the Noble Phantasm section below him, there appeared a C+ rank Noble Phantasm called "All Symbols Will Break the Contract," which was made by Wang Chong's Item Making Class Ability.

Of course, Wang Chong's intelligence panel was a fabrication by the system, and even if Jeanne d'Arc's true name were recognized, it wouldn't be able to see through it. Naturally, he wouldn't know that this Noble Phantasm was actually another Servant's Noble Phantasm.

"...Are you planning to give this to Saber?" Jeanne immediately understood Wang Chong's intention and quickly asked.

“Yes, Jeanne, you know that if Saber’s contract is still in that man’s hands, she can’t truly help us. Besides, don’t you think Irisviel is more suitable to be Saber’s Master?” Wang Chong said with a smile. “I’m making and using this item in a reasonable way, so it shouldn’t violate the rules of the Holy Grail War, right?”

"This..." Joan of Arc pondered for a while and, finding that it did indeed conform to the rules of the Holy Grail War, finally nodded and tacitly approved Wang Chong's possession of the item.

"So, are you planning to tell Irisviel and the others this news now?" Joan of Arc asked.

“No, the time is not right yet. Both Mrs. Irisviel and Saber still harbor a sliver of hope for Kiritsugu Emiya. If we tell them now, they probably won't take our advice, and it might even backfire.” Wang Chong shook his head and said bluntly, “Don’t worry, I will stab them in the back at the crucial moment. This will also help them completely sever ties with that man.”

“That’s right, that’s the only way. I just hope that when the time comes, Madam will be able to hold on.” Joan of Arc could also see the state of Irisviel and Artoria, and agreed.

"Alright, let's get ready to go. Don't keep them waiting." After saying that, Wang Chong prepared to leave the room and head to the courtyard.

"Wait... here you go." At this moment, Joan of Arc handed the hot soup she had been carrying to Wang Chong and instructed him, "There might be a big battle later. Here's some hot soup I made, and there's also a confit duck on the table. We can eat our fill before we set off. Mrs. Irisviel and Joan of Arc have already set off on foot. We'll catch up with them on those things called motorcycles."

"Uh... but I'm not that hungry," Wang Chong said involuntarily.

“No, a soldier won’t have the strength to go to the battlefield if he doesn’t eat his fill. Besides, this is my specialty dish, and I’m really looking forward to your appreciation, Mr. Wang Chong.” Joan of Arc said with a smile, but there was a hint of seriousness in her eyes.

Wang Chong naturally knew that the so-called appreciation was fake; his real concern was for him. In some ways, Black Joan of Arc and Joan of Arc were strikingly similar in their care and thoughtfulness. However, although Wang Chong was grateful for Joan of Arc's kindness, he had just received a bowl of noodles from Black Joan of Arc.

"Oh, this is Joan of Arc's kind intention. It's just a little bloating, it's not like I can't eat." Thinking this to himself, Wang Chong picked up the bowl, rushed to the hall, and began to eat heartily.

"Slow down, don't choke, no one's going to take it from you." Joan of Arc watched happily as Wang Chong quickly devoured the dishes she had prepared herself.

……

"A Dayun motorcycle that speeds across the world. Isn't this the same model that idiot Wang rides?" Wang Chong looked at the motorcycle and immediately remembered it. Without hesitation, he straddled it and then gestured for someone else to sit on it.

"It feels like riding a horse. It's just a bit shorter." Joan of Arc sat down skillfully, placing her hands on Wang Chong's waist.

"Hold on tight, Joan, this thing's no slower than a warhorse." With that, Wang Chong twisted the handlebars, the exhaust roared, and it sped off. Due to the momentum, Joan instinctively reached out and hugged Wang Chong's waist, pressing her entire body against his back. Then, Wang Chong rode the motorcycle at breakneck speed towards the Tohsaka family's residence.

Chapter 155 Gathering at the Tohsaka House

"Is this the Tohsaka family's residence?" Irisviel asked, looking at the courtyard.

“Assassin was killed here by the Hero King Gilgamesh, but judging from the result, it seems to have been just a show. That Assassin was monitoring us from all directions, and it seems he has some means to constantly create many clones. The Hero King only killed one of those clones,” Artoria added from the side.

"Oh la la la la—" A bold voice rang out from the sky, and without even looking, one could tell which group of people had arrived. In the sky, Iskandar was still wearing his white T-shirt with the words "Grand Strategy" printed on it, driving an oxcart with Weber on board, and landed at the entrance of the courtyard.

"Yo! Saber, and her Master. It's so good to see you're all safe and sound," Iskandar greeted them warmly as soon as he arrived.

“Rider.” Artoria nodded in acknowledgment.

"Looks like everyone's here at the invitation of that Hero King's Master. Hmm... it's alright, I guess." Iskandar surveyed the courtyard and mansion, commented, then looked at Artoria, pointed to his clothes with his thumb, and said with a smile, "By the way, why are you still wearing this awful armor? Didn't you wear anything fashionable tonight? This is someone else's invitation, after all."

"Rider, what exactly do you think this invitation is for?" Artoria looked at him with some doubt after hearing this. Could he really think this was just a simple party?

"Ah? Can't you tell?" Iskandar lifted a large barrel of wine from the oxcart, laughed, and said, "Of course, this is a banquet for a gathering. To show my sincerity, I've even brought my own wine."

"This guy is actually serious, he really thinks he's here for a party and drinks..." Artoria was clearly taken aback by Iskandar's antics.

At that moment, the sound of exhaust fumes came from behind Artoria and Irisviel, causing all four of them to look toward the source of the sound.

"Haha, that's really fast, Caster~"

"I can go even faster, Master."

"Whoosh~——"

It was Jeanne and Wang Chong who arrived. Wang Chong was speeding towards the Tohsaka family's house on his motorcycle. Due to the momentum, Jeanne was already clinging tightly to Wang Chong, her large breasts flattened into large balls, pressed firmly against his back. However, neither of them seemed to care; they were like two children, treating the motorcycle like a fun toy.

However, in the blink of an eye, the two were about to reach the door when Wang Chong executed a beautiful drift brake, his foot and tire leaving a black mark on the ground. Jeanne, meanwhile, happily hugged Wang Chong, fighting against the momentum.

Finally, the two stopped. Wang Chong extended his right index and middle fingers together, placed them on the right side of his forehead, and then raised them upwards, saying, "Oh, everyone's here. Looks like I'm a bit late, but I'm not late, am I?"

Artoria glanced at the motorcycle with a mixture of curiosity and envy, feeling as if she had lost something important. Iskandar also looked at the motorcycle with a hint of amazement and said, "Is this the warhorse of this era? Haha, it's quite interesting."

“If Conqueror King is interested, he can get one to play with. Trust me, anyone who loves speed and passion won’t refuse this thing,” Wang Chong laughed and said.

"Ruined King, you've finally decided to come out. Have you finished what you've been working on in your room?" Artoria asked curiously.

"Hmm, more or less, they might come in handy tonight. Hmm? Is everyone here? Shouldn't Lancer and Berserker be here too?" Wang Chong asked.

"Those two bastards and those rats hiding in the sewers have no right to be at my banquet." At that moment, a rather arrogant voice rang out from the roof of the Tohsaka residence. Many golden particles coalesced, and Gilgamesh appeared on the eaves. Looking down, he coldly said, "Mere monstrous cultivators, making me wait so long, requiring me to personally come to greet you—you truly have audacity."

"Haha, don't get so worked up. This is a rare feast; shouldn't the main focus be on having fun and being entertained?" Iskandar laughed and said.

"The door you need to leave through is on your right. That's all I have to say." Gilgamesh didn't say anything more, clearly acknowledging Iskandar's words. However, as he turned around, Gilgamesh deliberately paused for a moment on the motorcycle beneath Wang Chong...

"Interesting stuff. I'll check the treasure vault later to see if there's anything like this." With that thought, Gilgamesh turned his back to the group and disappeared. Even the oldest and most ruthless tiger king couldn't escape the romanticism unique to men—the pursuit of speed and passion.

"Judging from what the King of Heroes said, it seems that Berserker and Lancer have already arrived, but they were taken to the left door... Hmm? Someone's here." The King got off the motorcycle, and then saw the door of the Tohsaka family's house open. Kirei Kotomine slowly walked out from inside the door and came to the six people, saying, "Welcome to all of you. My master has been waiting for you in the house for a long time."

"Looks like you two aren't going to keep up the act. You fooled us all with that performance back then," Wang Chong sneered.

"The conflict between us can be dealt with slowly in the future. Today, my master invited all of you Masters with sincerity. I believe you are all aware of the threat those heretical Masters pose to us. My master invited you all here so that we can work together to resolve this matter." Kirei Kotomine ignored Wang Chong's words and continued to speak calmly.

"Wait, do you mean only Masters are allowed to go in?" Artoria quickly understood Kirei Kotomine's implication by combining Gilgamesh's words.

"After all, this is also my master's concern and consideration. Dealing with the other Masters can be resolved simply by the Masters discussing it among themselves. Placing the Servants in the courtyard is also to prevent those external enemies from invading. Even my master set an example by requesting that the Hero King to stay outside to oversee things," Kirei Kotomine said.

For a moment, Kirei Kotomine's words caused the three Masters present to exchange knowing glances. After all, they couldn't be sure if there was some conspiracy hidden behind them.

"Of course, my master has also considered your concerns. Here is a self-enforcement certificate, which states that we Masters must not fight or kill each other in any form tonight. It has been signed by my master, Berserker, and Lancer. Once this certificate is signed, we will be unable to violate the power of the oath and do anything excessive." Kirei Kotomine placed the self-enforcement certificate in front of the three of them.

After meeting each of them, the three felt somewhat relieved, but they all noticed an unusual name: Sora Nazele Sofiali.

"Lancer's former Master was unable to attend due to special circumstances, so his wife came in his place and became Lancer's new Master," Kirei Kotomine explained.

This made Irisviel's heart skip a beat, after all, she knew exactly what had happened to Lancer's former Master.

Kirei didn't pay much attention and waited for the three of them to sign in turn before saying, "The oath is now complete, and you all need not worry anymore. Now, I would like to ask you all to come with me and also ask you Servants to help us repel the great enemy who may invade at any time."

After saying that, Kirei Kotomine turned and walked back into the house. Iskandar patted Waver on the shoulder and said, "Kid, it's time for you to be independent. Good luck, hahaha."

"I know, I know... I'm not a little kid." Weber was the first to follow into the house.

"Alice, be careful... After all, because of Kiritsugu, I'm still worried they might target us..." Artoria earnestly instructed.

"Don't worry, Miss Saber, I'll help Mrs. Alice a lot inside," Jeanne said.

“Thank you very much, Miss Leticia. Alice, call for help immediately if anything happens. Although you are restricted, I can still help you. At least retreating shouldn't be a problem.” Artoria was relieved to hear this, and then earnestly instructed Irisviel.

"Yes, I will. Saber, you must also be careful, the enemy may appear at any time." Irisviel replied with a somewhat resolute smile, then entered the room hand in hand with Jeanne. Now only Artoria, Wang Chong, and Iskandar remained outside the courtyard.

Chapter 156 Banquet and Pressure

"Let's go, you two. Don't keep that Hero King waiting too long." Iskandar stepped out first and headed straight for the iron gate to the right of the courtyard. Wang Chong and Artoria exchanged a glance, nodded, and followed.

When they arrived at the backyard, they found Gilgamesh sitting upright at a square table with his eyes closed. Looking to the left, they saw that the entire backyard was divided into two parts by an iron fence, where Diarmuid, Lancelot, and a group of Hassans were seated.

"Ignore those guys; they're not worthy to sit at the same table as me," Gilgamesh said calmly, opening his eyes.

Wang Chong and his two companions exchanged glances for a long time without saying anything, and then took their seats. Iskandar put down the barrel of wine he was carrying on his shoulder, smashed the cap with his fist, scooped out a ladleful of wine, laughed, and said, "Since we're having such a rare get-together, let's have a good drink. I'll go first."

Iskandar first drank his fill in one gulp, then scooped out a ladleful and handed it directly to Gilgamesh, saying, "Come, let's toast the host first."

Gilgamesh took the bottle, took a small sip, and then refused to drink any more. He snorted and handed it back, saying, "What kind of cheap stuff is this? Do you really think this kind of thing can be served at this banquet?"

“Really? This is already a very good wine in the local market,” Iskandar said, frowning slightly.

“You think that way because you don’t know what real wine is.” Gilgamesh clenched his fist, and the gates of the Gate of Babylon reopened. Gilgamesh took out a large, gleaming golden vessel and said with some pride, “Look closely, and remember this. This is the so-called King’s Wine.”

As soon as the vessels were taken out, a rich aroma of wine wafted out, making everyone who smelled it feel slightly tipsy, a truly refreshing experience. Gilgamesh was pleased with the expressions of the three, so he took four glittering golden cups from the royal treasure with his other hand and tossed them to Iskandar.

“This is wonderful,” Iskandar said, taking the four glasses, filling them to the brim, and distributing them to the others. The four men raised their glasses to drink.

After taking a sip, Wang Chong couldn't help but admire it. Although Gilgamesh was indeed incredibly arrogant, his taste was undeniably impeccable. However, after this sip, Wang Chong thought to himself, "Judging from this situation, although I influenced the plot and prevented Artoria and Irisviel from staying in the castle, the Three Kings' Banquet in the story has still begun... Hmm? The Three Kings? Then who am I?"

"Hey, you guys over there, you look like you're having a hard time standing here. It's a waste to leave this barrel of wine here. Why don't you take it and have a good drink?" At this moment, Iskandar generously took his barrel of wine to the iron fence and handed it directly to Diarmuid, who was closest to him.

“Thank you, Rider.” Diarmuid accepted the barrel without ceremony and led it to the Hassans and Lancelot, who was still in a berserk state. Somewhat surprisingly, the Hassans stuck to their principles and refused Diarmuid's offer because they needed to patrol and be vigilant about their surroundings. Lancelot, on the other hand, who seemed insane, surprisingly calmed down after smelling the aroma, opened the visor under his helmet, and began to savor it.

"Heh, I didn't expect you to be such a connoisseur of wine." Dilmud chuckled, and the two began to drink heartily together.

……

While the Heroic Spirits were thoroughly enjoying themselves, the atmosphere in the Tohsaka family's meeting room was somewhat oppressive. The room was currently filled with the Masters who were openly participating in the war.

As the initiator of this meeting, Tokiomi Tohsaka is manipulating the magic stone to play two recordings. The first recording is what Tokiomi saw last night, showing Kiritsugu Emiya meeting with those otherworldly Servants and preparing for his next attack on the Matou or Tohsaka families. The second recording is now playing from the moment Kiritsugu Emiya enters the castle, through his battle with Kenneth, until Kenneth is ultimately defeated by Kiritsugu Emiya.

The second record states that Kirei Kotomine personally handed it to him after Tokiomi Tohsaka summoned him back in the evening. It is said that earlier that day, while nearly capturing Kiritsugu Emiya during a chase, he was stopped by an unnamed blond man, from whom he inexplicably received this item.

"I think everyone is aware of what happened afterward. Lady Sora, as Lord El-Melloi's fiancée, it is up to you to explain El-Melloi's current situation," Tokiomi Tohsaka said.

“Uh…” Sora stood up somewhat reluctantly, then said in a deep voice, “Kenneth… is currently paralyzed in all four limbs, and all of his magic circuits are destroyed. He has become a complete cripple.”

"What?! Kenneth's mentor actually..." Waver had seen Kenneth's miserable state before, but hadn't examined him, initially assuming it was just a severe injury. However, when he saw the records earlier and heard that Kiritsugu Emiya had destroyed Kenneth's magic circuits, he was somewhat skeptical. Now, it was confirmed that Kenneth had been completely rendered useless. Waver knew the magic world all too well; such an action was even more painful than killing Kenneth.