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

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Wang Chong stepped into the dimly lit cell, his gaze first falling on Mary in the corner. She remained in the same position he had left in, deep in a coma, her breathing weak and long.

Clearly, the fierce battle and subsequent encounters had completely drained her already dwindling physical and mental strength, and she was now deeply engaged in self-repair.

"Very good, it seems he won't wake up anytime soon."

Wang Chong muttered to himself, but to ensure that the next action would go perfectly, he cautiously mobilized the source stone power within his body.

The dark power of Originium silently enveloped Mary's body, using its ability to manipulate emotions to soothe her weary spirit. Like the deepest lullaby, it allowed Mary's already heavy consciousness to sink completely into a deep sleep.

In this way, no matter what is about to happen in the next cell, no matter how loud the noise is, she will never be disturbed in the slightest.

Having taken this precaution, Wang Chong turned and headed to the other cell where Annie was being held. He used the same method, gently stimulating Annie's nerves with the power of Originium to wake her from her slumber.

Next, he planned to use auditory hallucinations and psychological pressure to break down her will, just like he did with Mary, to pave the way for the subsequent "fabrication".

However, things took an unexpected turn.

After the terrified and angry screams from next door gradually faded away, Anne, who was tied to the stool, did not show the panic or despair expected.

She slowly raised her head, her eyes appearing unusually calm in the dim light, even carrying a sharp, all-knowing quality, as she stared directly at Wang Chong.

“I said…” Annie’s voice was steady, without the slightest tremor, “Those sounds, weren’t they your tricks?”

Wang Chong's eyes instantly sharpened like knives, but the arrogant and frivolous expression on his face remained unchanged:

"What? You think I hired a fake to act? Should I have the guys finish 'working' and drag her over for you to check out for yourself?"

“No need.” Anne shook her head, her tone firm. “I know Little Mary’s personality too well. She has a fiery temper, and if something like this happens, she’ll definitely start cursing. She would also deliberately yell to get the pirates to come after her in order to divert my attention.”

She paused, her gaze fixed on Wang Chong, and said, "When I said you used tricks, I meant you deliberately let me hear these noises. Your real purpose was to scare me and make me obediently submit in order to protect Mary, right?"

Then, Anne leaned forward slightly, her imposing manner remaining undiminished even though she was restrained:

“As soon as I ask you for something, you will use Mary as a hostage to force me to give up my bottom line and compromise step by step. Then, when I get used to this ‘transaction’ and my psychological defenses are weakened, you will suddenly bring Mary to me one day.”

"At that time, I will be horrified to discover that she has already been 'manipulated' by you and has completely fallen into depravity. All my persistence and all my sacrifices will instantly become a huge joke, and my spiritual pillar will collapse... I am completely finished."

Anne gave a polite smile and continued:

"Or, the other way around. You can first corrupt me, and then bring me to little Mary, who has been desperately trying to protect me and is still holding on. Let her know my situation, destroy her mental support in the same way, and be completely crushed by my wretched appearance... In the end, she will willingly become your plaything."

She looked directly at Wang Chong, her smile deepening, as if recounting a script she had long since seen through:

"Isn't that right? You wicked bastard. Or should I call you—the captain of this pirate ship?"

Wang Chong's eyes narrowed dangerously. This woman, though large-breasted, was no brainless fool. He recalled that during the battles between the two female pirates, Annie had always been the tactical command center. Without a calm mind and clear judgment, she certainly couldn't hold this position.

“Interesting…” Wang Chong looked down at the bound Annie, his voice filled with inquiry, “I’m curious, how did you see through my setup?”

“It’s simple, I’ve just seen it all.” Anne’s tone carried a calmness born of experience. “I’m a pirate who lived to be over eighty before retiring. I’ve seen far too many of those underhanded methods of taming people; they’re all the same old tricks.”

She calmly analyzed:

"That's the key to my conclusion that the sound was your trick. Your plan requires Mary and me to go through the same 'script,' to hear each other's screams of torture, thereby arousing our concern for our companions, causing us to lose our composure, and ultimately to compromise with you in order to protect each other."

"But there's a problem with this process, which is that you can't actually lay a hand on both of us. Otherwise, we would definitely figure out the key point and realize that you didn't keep your promise at all and intended to coerce both of us at the same time, forcing each of us to compromise with you in order to deal with you."

Anne's tone was resolute:

"So, the person shouting next door can't possibly be Mary herself! No matter how well the voice is imitated or the personality is simulated, she can't be the real Mary. Because the premise for your plan to succeed is that Mary and I must be completely isolated and unable to exchange information! Am I right?"

After listening to Annie's words, Wang Chong clapped his hands lightly, a hint of appreciation in his eyes: "Based on experience, deducing backwards? That's quite reasonable. However..."

Immediately afterwards, Wang Chong changed the subject, his eyes filled with a scrutinizing pressure:

"There's a loophole here. If I really use this method against the two of you, it means I intend to have both of you for myself. You think that's right, don't you?"

“From the moment we started fighting until I interrogate you face to face here, the identity I’ve presented is that of a small-time boss with some skills.”

"How can you be so sure that I intend to take you all for myself, rather than making you the 'common property' of the entire pirate ship? In other words, what makes you so certain that I am the captain of this pirate ship you speak of?"

Despite Wang Chong's aggressive gaze, Annie remained composed and responded calmly:

"A person can fake their expression, control their words, and even conceal their gaze... but they can't hide the aura that's ingrained in their bones... No matter how well they conceal it, that long-cultivated aura can't be completely undetectable. And in this respect, I've always been very accurate in judging people..."

At this point, Annie suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, and then continued, "Of course, it might sound a bit ironic now, since I did misjudge you at first and thought you were just a pretty handsome guy... but in a moment of impulsiveness, I rushed towards you."

Anne seemed lost in memories of the battle, and slowly said:

"However, it was precisely because I was in close contact with you that I truly felt your aura—powerful, profound, as if you had everything under control, exuding a domineering sense of self-importance."

"So, the moment I approached you rashly, the moment I sensed your domineering aura, I knew I had probably stepped into a trap. Unfortunately... by the time I realized something was wrong, it was too late to escape."

After speaking, Annie looked at Wang Chong again, a complex smile suddenly appearing on her lips, tinged with amusement and even provocation:

"Who else could possess such strength, hide it so well, and easily decide our fate, but the true captain of this ship?"

"As for becoming playthings for all the pirates?" She let out a short, sharp laugh, tinged with self-assurance. "Heh, if I may be so bold, Little Mary and I are quite confident in our looks. Sharing us with your... well... those subordinates who don't seem very strong? Are you really willing to do that?"

"Someone as controlling as you, with your ingrained desire for control, probably wouldn't separate us sisters, nor would you let anyone touch a single hair on our heads, right? In the end, making us your exclusive possessions is our only, inevitable fate. Am I right, future captain?"

After listening to Annie's incisive analysis, Wang Chong crossed his arms and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air: "Heh, since you are so clear about your fate, how can you remain so calm? What, do you still think you can escape alive?"

“No, you misunderstand.” Anne immediately shook her head, her expression unusually “sensible.” “I’m a woman who knows how to assess situations. I not only know that I can’t escape, but I also understand that futile resistance will only cause me more physical pain and unnecessary harm.”

She accepted the cruel rules of the pirate world with equanimity:

"The victor is king, the loser is villain; it's only natural. This is my summary of nearly seventy years of piracy experience. Since I've fallen into your hands, become your spoils, your vassal, this is the fate of pirates, there's nothing to complain about. As for..."

Anne abruptly changed the subject, a suggestive and bold smile suddenly appearing on her face, and continued:

"You want my body? Hehehe... that's even simpler. With anyone else, I might fight to the death. But you, buddy... are different. You're my type. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so stupid as to get close to you so easily."

Chapter 583 Too Obedient

Annie's gaze lingered on Wang Chong, carrying a strange admiration:

"Although the methods and aura you are showing now have completely refreshed my first impression of you... but fortunately, this domineering and assertive style is actually hitting my 'strike zone' even more."

“I don’t dislike men who are unruly and have no taboos… On the contrary, according to the pirate creed, what right does a leader who can’t even achieve ‘domination’ have to lead us to conquer this unruly sea?”

As she spoke, Annie's tone took on a seductive and direct quality:

"Powerful, handsome, in control of everything... Kuku, if you really want to make me your possession, think about it carefully. Isn't the one who's getting the biggest advantage me?"

She shifted her numb, bound body, and complained with a hint of coquettishness, saying:

"So...when shall we begin? Can we untie these ropes first? My arms are almost numb from being tied up for so long, how am I supposed to properly 'serve' you later?"

After hearing Annie's shocking remarks, which completely deviated from the "victim" narrative, Wang Chong was momentarily speechless and unsure how to respond.

The woman before him had an unconventional way of thinking and did not play by the rules. Although she seemed extremely pragmatic on the surface, even to the point of actively throwing herself into his arms, Wang Chong felt a strange and inexplicable sense of unease.

However, this minor mishap wasn't enough to throw Wang Chong off balance. Since psychological tactics weren't working on this woman for the time being, he might as well let his strength do the talking.

In any case, she is a caged bird, unable to fly away.

"Perfect, I'll slowly infuse the power of Originium into your body. I want to see what you're really up to."

In a flash, Wang Chong made up his mind. A knowing smile, tinged with a hint of inquiry and control, played on his lips as he looked at Annie and said:

"Fine, then I'll see how you plan to 'please' me."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Chong casually raised his arm and flicked his slender fingers lightly in the air.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several sharp, ear-piercing sonic booms suddenly rang out! Immediately afterwards, several streams of condensed, almost tangible energy shot out with unparalleled precision, instantly severing all the ropes binding Annie.

The rope broke cleanly, but Anne's skin was completely unharmed, without even a red mark.

Annie's pupils contracted sharply, and for the first time, a clear crack appeared on her composed expression, replaced by pure shock.

She never imagined that Wang Chong's strength was so terrifying! A mere flick of his finger possessed the power of a bullet fired with all her might! If he were to unleash his full power…

Anne swallowed unconsciously, her throat feeling dry. Although she had always known that this man was unfathomable, the tip of the iceberg he was showing at this moment still far exceeded her worst expectations.

Could my almost provocative "surrender" statement just now have angered him? Was this incredibly sharp show of force his response?

"What a vindictive man..." Annie thought to herself, a sense of unease creeping in. "I hope... I made the right choice."

Anne slowly moved her wrists and shoulders, which were finally free and aching. Then, she took a deep breath and took a step, one step at a time, with a strange determination and a sense of trepidation, toward Wang Chong, who was sitting steadily on the edge of the bed, observing her with a leisurely air.

Every subtle movement Annie made from getting up to walking, and every change in her expression, was clearly captured by Wang Chong's sharp gaze.

Just as Wang Chong caught the fleeting moment of disbelief and shock Annie showed at his display of skill, a barely perceptible sense of satisfaction quietly surfaced in his heart.

"Ah, I see..." Wang Chong thought to himself, "I thought this woman was really in control and could predict everything. It seems that in the face of absolute power, her little bit of cleverness and calmness are ultimately insignificant and fragile."

After understanding all this, although Wang Chong still did not lower his guard against Annie, the tension in his heart quietly eased a little, and a sense of composure that he had everything under control arose spontaneously.

He was completely relieved, certain that this caged bird in front of him could no longer cause any unexpected changes.

As for Anne's subsequent behavior, it returned to a certain "normal" trajectory. As if she understood perfectly, she began to fulfill the "obligations" she had implied.

Her fingers trembled slightly, yet she deftly untied most of her clothes.

The fabric slipped down, leaving only the black pantyhose covering her legs, shimmering faintly in the dim light.

She carefully folded the clothes she had taken off and respectfully placed them aside, her movements carrying an almost deliberate sense of ritual.

Then, she took a deep breath, lowered her body, and followed Yae Sakura's pen, embarking on an adventure in Tianyu Literature titled "The Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World." In that standard dogeza posture, her forehead almost touching the cold ground, she knelt at Wang Chong's feet. That posture was filled with utter submission and humility.

“Your pose…” Wang Chong looked down at her, a playful yet slightly mocking smile playing on his lips, “You didn’t learn it from somewhere, did you?”

His gaze swept over the smooth curve of Anne's back, lingering on the nape of her neck.

Annie's voice came muffled from the ground, carrying a deliberate subservience: "That's right, it's an etiquette I learned in the original world, on an island nation in the Far East. It's said to be a very... charming gesture, a way of declaring complete submission to others."

She paused slightly, as if considering her words, before cautiously asking, "I wonder if, Captain... you like it?"

“You… are very good…” Wang Chong’s voice didn’t reveal much joy, but rather a sense of indifference and disinterest. “Your pragmatism is unexpected. Logically speaking, I should be happy to accept you into my group.”

This time, he didn't even bother to use his toes to lift her chin and force her to look up. He simply leaned lazily against the edge of the bed, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on his knees.

Anne's excessive compliance and deliberate attitude diminished the pleasure he enjoyed in controlling her, making her seem dull.

"Is it because I was too proactive and spoiled the captain's mood?" Annie keenly caught the "boredom" in Wang Chong's tone and couldn't help but look up, her face showing a hint of tentative confusion.

She tried to adjust her strategy, her voice becoming pitiful as she said, "If Captain would like, I can also act pitiful to please... uh!!!"

Her words came to an abrupt halt! A cold, iron-like hand, with lightning speed, gripped her slender neck tightly! The powerful force instantly robbed her of her breath, leaving her only able to gasp for air in vain.

Wang Chong's gaze suddenly sharpened like a knife as he looked down at Annie, whose face had turned red instantly from suffocation and whose eyes were filled with horror.

"Although you're pragmatic..." Wang Chong's voice was low and dangerous, each word like an ice pick striking Annie's heart, "I don't really like some of your attitudes..."

He tightened his grip slightly, watching with satisfaction as Annie struggled in pain from lack of oxygen. He preferred this genuine performance to deliberate pandering.

“I generally enjoy dealing with intelligent people, but I dislike a certain type of intelligent person… someone who’s too clever for their own good.” Wang Chong deliberately slowed his speech, emphasizing each word, “Do you understand what I mean, Annie?”

Only when the fear and despair of impending death began to appear in Annie's eyes did Wang Chong suddenly release his grip.

"Cough cough! Cough cough—!" Annie suddenly fell to the ground, instinctively covering her neck with her hands, coughing violently, greedily inhaling the long-lost air.

The suffocating and deathly cold sensation from just now is as clear as a maggot clinging to my bone.

She not only reaffirmed that the other party possessed the power to easily crush her like an ant, but also deeply realized that even if she thought she had seen through some of the man's thoughts, she must never be too flamboyant or too proactive.

In the presence of this capricious man, any inappropriate overstepping of authority could lead to utter destruction.

"Anne...Anne knows she was wrong!"

She coughed until tears streamed down her face, her voice hoarse and trembling with the shock of surviving a disaster. She lowered her head again, her posture even more humble than before.

“Annie will be careful in this regard, and I hope… I hope Captain can give me some guidance.” Every word was filled with Anne’s fear and subservience towards Wang Chong.

Seeing that this reprimand had finally made Annie completely obedient and toned down her self-righteous "sense of control," Wang Chong nodded almost imperceptibly, the fierceness in his eyes dissipating slightly, and he regained his composure as if he were in control of the whole situation.

“Come on…” Wang Chong commanded in a low voice, leaning back slightly with a scrutinizing air. “Let me see what you’re really capable of. Just act normally; there’s no need to put on a different face.”

“Yes,” Anne replied softly, her voice still slightly hoarse. She suppressed the stinging pain in her throat and the fear in her heart, and straightened her knees again.

She cautiously stretched out her hands, tentatively placing them lightly on Wang Chong's firm thighs.

Then, she took a deep breath, slowly raised her upper body, and moved her knees so that she was kneeling precisely between Wang Chong's spread legs, forming a posture that was both submissive and ambiguous.

Then, Annie lowered her gaze, which fell on Wang Chong's lower abdomen. She raised one hand, her fingertips trembling almost imperceptibly, and gently stroked the noticeably bulging triangle area through the rough fabric of his trousers.

Looking at its bulging outline, I could feel the hardness and heat beneath it.

Chapter 584 Anne's Submission

“…It looks so bulging…” Annie’s voice was very soft, with a deliberate, shy admiration, but her eyes were sharp as she observed Wang Chong’s expression. “It seems that Captain…indeed has quite a lot of assets.”

"Hehe," Wang Chong chuckled in a low voice, a hint of amusement and the pleasure of control in his voice, "Then would you like to see just how substantial my resources really are?"