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

The fierce storm finally subsided. Wang Chong did not immediately withdraw, but instead lay on top of Annie, feeling the lingering afterglow of her body's slight spasms; the area where the two were joined was muddy and slippery.

A moment later, he slowly withdrew. Just as that erect "Noble Phantasm" left the warm, tight entrance of that "blessed land," it was like the cork being removed from a champagne bottle—

The large amount of milk accumulated in Annie's body, mixed with the fluids of both of them, was no longer obstructed and immediately gushed out, flowing down the edges of her slightly swollen petals, soaking the pillow and sheets under her buttocks, leaving large wet marks with a special scent.

The scene was like a spring being dredged, with abundant water overflowing uncontrollably, announcing the final victory of this fierce battle.

Anne was limp and weak, staring blankly at the ceiling, her chest heaving violently. She was immersed in the exhaustion and satisfaction after the ultimate pleasure, and the mess beneath her was proof that she had completely transformed into a woman.

Wang Chong looked at everything in front of him with satisfaction and commented, "Perhaps because of your body shape, you don't give me the same firm feeling as Mary."

"But your attentiveness and the intricate nature of your vagina give me a unique pleasure. I really like it."

"Ha...ha...So, Mary ate it before me? It's amazing that her body can handle it."

After Anne finished speaking, a hint of hesitation flashed across her face, as if she was unsure whether she should say something.

Wang Chong noticed the hesitation on Annie's face and said with a smile, "Say what you have to say now, while I'm in a pretty good mood."

"I want to know... is Mary alright after she did all that?" Anne couldn't help but ask this concerned question; she was still a little worried about her sister.

After all, she had also experienced this treasure and knew how ferocious it was.

Chapter 588 did remind me.

“You’re asking about Mary…” Wang Chong chuckled, his tone somewhat casual. “She was indeed not used to it at first, but these things, you get used to them. She’s sleeping soundly right now, probably won’t wake up anytime soon.”

He paused, his gaze falling on Anne's face, and made a direct suggestion:

"Of course, if you're worried, you can go check on her now. But I have to warn you, the scene over there... well, it's quite 'intense,' with traces of pleasure everywhere, a complete mess. It's up to you whether you want to see for yourself."

“This…” Upon hearing this, Annie’s brows furrowed tightly, clearly struggling with the situation.

She weighed the matter carefully for a moment, a complex and strange expression suddenly appearing on her face. Then she looked at Wang Chong and asked in a somewhat guilty tone:

“Of course I can go see her… but, Captain, you’re not planning to take this opportunity, once I get there, to… to do that kind of thing to me in front of the unconscious Mary, are you?”

Wang Chong was clearly taken aback by Annie's words. He was momentarily stunned, then a playful smile curved his lips. His fingers habitually rubbed his chin, and a mischievous glint flashed in his eyes.

"Heh, I never expected that, Annie. You've got more tricks up your sleeve than I do... You've reminded me, otherwise I would have completely forgotten that this was an option."

Wang Chong's tone was clearly mocking.

"Huh? This..." Annie was speechless for a moment, her cheeks burning slightly. She then realized that her unnecessary worry had not only failed to avoid the risk, but had also seemed to have handed this mischievous captain a key to unlock a new way of playing.

“Don’t think too much about it… Let’s go,” Wang Chong waved to her, his smile becoming strange and suggestive. “Let’s go out and have some fun. You… won’t refuse me, will you?”

After he finished speaking, his eyes held an undeniable sense of pressure.

Looking at Wang Chong's expression, Annie sighed helplessly and cursed herself for being so talkative.

Now that things had come to this, she knew she had no choice but to accept this unbearable arrangement. She knew that soon, she would be forcibly taken by this man in Mary's sleeping cell.

……

Soon, Annie was led by Wang Chong to the door of the cell next door where Mary was being held. When the iron door opened and Annie saw what was inside, she couldn't help but gasp.

A strong, pungent, and slightly fishy smell wafted over, filling the small space. Everywhere you looked—on the floor, in the corners, and even on the makeshift bed—there were large, sticky white splatters, like overturned paint cans.

Mary herself became the most conspicuous "exhibit"—she was naked, slumped on the messy bed, her skin covered with white stains, as if she had been used as some kind of territorial marker, wantonly "stamped" and declared by Wang Chong.

Furthermore, every hidden spot on Mary's body capable of containing the "treasure" was completely filled and overflowed with thick white foam.

The sight before her was so striking that Annie instinctively swallowed.

Although she had noticed that Wang Chong's "treasure" was still standing tall after their first time together, she immediately knew that he would not stop after just one session.

But she never expected that Wang Chong's physical strength and "ability" would be so formidable! Judging from Mary's state of being thoroughly "plowed" and almost unconscious, she had obviously endured countless storms of impact.

Even so, Wang Chong still had plenty of energy left and planned to continue "cultivating" himself several more times.

This is worse than livestock! How can you ruin the fields like this?

Anne, her face contorted with despair and pleading, turned to Wang Chong beside her: "Um... Captain, you... you're not going to torture me to the point of being half-dead like Mary before you'll let me go, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Chong simply laughed and did not answer directly. He had brought Annie to see Mary's miserable state precisely to give her another wake-up call, to make her fully face reality and put away any inappropriate thoughts.

Anne forced herself to walk into the cell and bent down to carefully examine Mary's condition.

Anne quickly confirmed that Mary was simply exhausted and had fallen into a deep sleep. Hearing that Mary's breathing was relatively steady and realizing that Mary was not in mortal danger, Anne's anxiety subsided slightly.

At this moment, Anne seemed to understand more deeply the powerful captain before her. All he wanted was their complete submission and loyalty, not to deliberately harm her and Mary's lives.

This realization further intensified Anne's desire to submit.

However, just as Annie was lost in thought, a warm, large hand suddenly covered her pert buttocks from behind and began to knead them without any restraint, the force carrying an undeniable possessiveness.

"Ah!" Annie blushed instantly, her body stiffening. She understood Wang Chong's intention, of course; this was exactly what she had just warned him about, and now it was about to come true.

"Does it have to be here?" Annie's voice trembled slightly as she made a last-ditch effort.

"We'll have to do it formally in front of Mary sooner or later, so let's take this opportunity to practice beforehand."

Wang Chong chuckled softly in her ear, his deep voice carrying an undeniable air, even a hint of anticipation.

Furthermore, Wang Chong had already conceived a new plan in his mind, and he was just waiting to implement it in front of the two of them.

Therefore, he first had to get Anne used to exercising in front of the sleeping Mary.

"Practice...practice?" Annie's heart sank, and she could only accept this explanation. But as intelligent as she was, she had already vaguely foreseen that this so-called "practice" would probably happen frequently in the future.

Worse still, one day Wang Chong might deliberately wake Mary up and let her witness his most shameful and indecent state.

"Alright, stop spouting nonsense..." Wang Chong impatiently interrupted her thoughts, his rough hand lightly patting her plump buttocks, stirring up an alluring wave of flesh. "Come on, stick your ass up a little higher."

Anne let out a suppressed moan, her body trembling slightly at his command. In the end, she yielded, pressing her hands firmly against her knees and obediently raising her buttocks high, assuming that humiliating yet alluring pose, awaiting the coming storm.

"Gurgle—"

"Waaaaah—!"

……

After an unknown amount of time, the practice finally came to an end. Although Annie was lucky enough not to be completely exhausted like Mary by Wang Chong, her condition was definitely not much better.

At this moment, Anne was completely limp, as if her bones had been removed. Her fair skin was covered with finger marks and kiss marks of varying depths, as well as large patches of dried white magic residue, like a carefully drawn map of shame.

Her own cell was completely ruined; the floor, walls, and bed were all splattered with traces of their intense "movement," and the air was filled with a strong musky scent.

Even worse, on the way back to his own cell from Mary's cell, Wang Chong forcefully pulled her arm along while simultaneously stimulating her sensitive vagina.

As a result, not only Anne's own cell suffered, but the passageway between the two cells, as well as Mary's cell, inevitably gained many new traces of their activity.

When Wang Chong finally withdrew and announced the end, Annie gasped for breath, a sense of emptiness and reluctance welling up deep within her that surprised even herself.

The intense pleasure that lasted so long, almost tearing Anne's soul apart and then reshaping it, left Anne's mind blank, with only a numb aftertaste remaining.

She even found herself somewhat addicted to the feeling of being completely conquered.

However, Wang Chong did not linger despite Annie's entreaties. He estimated the time; it was already late at night, and he worried that Sajou Aika would be anxious waiting, so he wisely stopped "picking" Annie.

"You and Mary will have to make do here for the next few days," Wang Chong said to Annie, who was slumped on the ground, while deftly tidying his clothes. "I will bring food and water on time."

He looked down at Anne, whose eyes were barely open, his tone carrying an undeniable sense of control: "Once Mary, like you, fully recognizes reality and is willing to submit, the two of you can leave this cage together."

"Mmm..." Annie managed to squeeze out a weak response from her throat. After being freed from Wang Chong's burning hot embrace, the heat in her body quickly began to subside, and a strong sense of fatigue gradually overwhelmed her consciousness like a tide.

Annie had only one thought in mind: to go to sleep as soon as possible so that she could gradually replenish her completely depleted mental and physical energy.

Having received Annie's response, Wang Chong stopped lingering and quickened his pace, leaving the dark prison area filled with the scent of desire.

Wang Chong walked to the door, his palm surging with the power of Originium, and set up an invisible restriction on the iron gate to ensure that the secrets inside could not be discovered by anyone.

After doing all this, Wang Chong went straight to Sajou Aika's room.

During the journey, Wang Chong paused slightly as he passed the door of his original cabin.

Wang Chong's keen senses detected that as his deliberately heavy footsteps stopped in front of the door, the person inside suddenly became breathing rapidly and erratically, revealing an undisguised tension.

A knowing yet slightly amused smile appeared on Wang Chong's lips, but he didn't push the door open. Instead, he paused briefly before continuing on his way to the next room, which was none other than Sajou Aika's residence.

"Dong dong dong."

Wang Chong raised his hand and gently tapped the door three times with his knuckles.

Chapter 589 Aegean in Charge of Bathing (Part 1)

A slightly flustered rustling sound came from inside the door, followed by a muffled "thump," as if someone had fallen off the bed in a panic.

Wang Chong shook his head and chuckled helplessly, patiently waiting outside the door.

"Click—"

The door lock clicked softly, and the door opened inward. Sajō Aika appeared in the doorway, but unlike usual, she didn't rush towards him with reckless fervor.

At this moment, Aika Sajou is more like an ordinary, shy girl who has fallen in love, with slightly flushed cheeks, gentle eyes, and a hint of barely perceptible nervousness and anticipation.

She gently stepped aside to make way, and softly invited, "Your Highness? Please...please come in..."

Wang Chong didn't go in immediately. He reached out, his warm, broad palm gently covering Ai Ge's soft golden hair, his thumb tenderly rubbing her smooth forehead, his tone filled with doting affection and a hint of tenderness:

"Silly girl, just be yourself, that's enough. You don't need to put on any act in front of me... Also, be careful next time. Although with your current physique, a fall is nothing, it will still hurt me."

"Uh-huh……"

Saya was struck by this sudden tenderness and thoughtfulness, and immediately lowered her head in embarrassment, her delicate ear tips blushing.

As expected, my clumsy side was discovered by my beloved prince.

"But... His Highness's hands are so warm, and his caring words are like magic, making her feel weak all over and almost unable to stand up."

She could clearly feel that the most private parts of her body had become moist and sticky because of this tenderness...

"That's so unladylike, so inappropriate!"

Sajō Aika cursed herself inwardly, but more emotions welled up in her heart:

"Yet, even in my most wretched state, I am still gently embraced by His Highness... Ah... Ah..."

Thinking of this, a sweet warmth flowed through her body, making Aika Sajou smile inwardly.

Fortunately, this time, she didn't linger for too long and keep Wang Chong waiting. Almost instinctively, she reached out her slightly cool hand, carefully took Wang Chong's hand, and led him into her warm and tidy room.

Wang Chong closed the door behind him, his nostrils twitching slightly as a fresh, faint fragrance, carrying a hint of moisture, wafted into his nostrils.

His gaze unconsciously drifted toward the screen placed in the room—the edge of the bathtub could be vaguely seen there.

Clearly, in preparation for his arrival, this thoughtful girl had washed herself thoroughly from head to toe, as if presenting the most precious gift.

Combined with the ladylike demeanor she tried so hard to maintain when she opened the door, it was clear that she wanted to show him her best side.

"Compared to this, I actually seem a bit... pathetic."

A hint of self-mockery flickered in Wang Chong's heart. After all, not long ago, he had been making love with another woman in a dark prison cell, and he probably still carried the scent and traces of that other woman on his body.

Given Aika Sajou's incredibly fervent and obsessive love for herself, it was impossible for her not to notice the presence and traces of these other women.

But now, Ai Ge has learned to be tolerant and to endure the torment of possessiveness.

This dramatic change filled Wang Chong with a myriad of emotions. Who could have imagined that the woman who once couldn't even tolerate her own younger sister, Ayaka Sajou, and even harbored murderous intentions in order to possess "Your Highness," could now learn to tolerate the presence of other women around her beloved?

Wang Chong understood that although Ai Ge didn't say anything, he should still consider Ai Ge's feelings in this regard.

Saya Aika took his hand and headed straight for the bed, seemingly trying to create an atmosphere so that they could naturally begin their long-awaited nightlife.

However, Wang Chong gently pulled her back.

"Hmm?" Aigo stopped in her tracks, looking back at him with a puzzled expression in her clear, sky-blue eyes.

“Aige,” Wang Chong looked into her pure eyes, a hint of apology in his voice, and smiled gently, “If you don’t mind, could I take a shower first? I just finished exercising and I’m all sweaty and feel sticky and uncomfortable.”

Sajou Aika immediately understood Wang Chong's intention. This thoughtfulness and care filled her heart like a warm current.

She nodded vigorously, a pure smile blooming on her face. Then, mustering her courage, with a hint of shyness and anticipation, she made a small request:

"Well... I have a small request... If Your Highness wants to take a bath, could... could you entrust me with serving you entirely?"

She blinked her big eyes, and as soon as she finished speaking, the image of her hands caressing the prince's strong body involuntarily appeared in her mind. The intense stimulation made her nose feel hot, and she almost had warm liquid well up in her eyes.

"Ugh!" She hurriedly pinched her nose, stopping the near-disaster in time, her face turning even redder.

"Of course." Wang Chong smiled knowingly at her adorable embarrassment and readily agreed.

He had planned to make it up to her tonight, so fulfilling her little wish was a given.

"Then I'll leave the bathing arrangements to you, Aige," Wang Chong said softly.

Thus, thanks to the simple yet effective magic of Sajou Aika, a large wooden tub was quickly filled with warm water of a suitable temperature and emitting a pleasant fragrance.