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

"No...it doesn't hurt at all...Your Highness...Aigo...Aigo is so happy..." Her voice was as soft as a dream, "Finally...completely...belonging to you...from body...to soul...every part...is imprinted with Your Highness's mark...so happy..."

Wang Chong's heart was completely filled with this undisguised love and satisfaction.

He leaned down and embraced Ai Ge's sweaty body even more tightly, enveloping her with his warm body heat.

His deep voice sounded in her ear, like the most solemn vow:

“Aika… From this day forward, every inch of your skin, every breath you take, every heartbeat of yours will bear my mark. This is not possession, but an imprint, proof of an eternal covenant. You, Aika Sajou, will forever be my unique treasure.”

Sajo Aika didn't speak again, but used her last bit of strength to bury her cheek deeper into Wang Chong's neck, which exuded a familiar scent, feeling the reassuring warmth and promise.

In this heavy, profound exhaustion and supreme satisfaction after the complete fusion of spirit and flesh, she let her consciousness sink into the warm darkness, her lips still curved with that smile called "happiness".

Watching Aige gradually fall asleep in his arms, Wang Chong didn't bother her any further. Her peaceful sleeping face carried a satisfied weariness, her breathing even and long, clearly indicating that she had sunk into a deep dream.

Wang Chong tenderly tucked the blanket around her, his gaze lingering for a moment on her slightly sweaty forehead, his heart filled with tenderness. He knew that Ai Ge had given her all today and needed rest most of all.

There's plenty of time in the future; he'll have plenty of time to play with Aigo. Since Aigo is already sound asleep, he naturally won't force her in the slightest.

However, this moment of tranquility did not mean the plan had stalled. Wang Chong's gaze shifted to the wall, his eyes becoming sharp and focused.

He stretched out his hand, and a faint light gathered in his palm. Pure Originium energy flowed out like a living thing, silently adhering to the cold wall.

The energy rapidly spread and wove together, forming a pitch-black barrier. Then, countless subtle and peculiar sound waves were precisely generated, penetrating the walls and spreading into the adjacent room.

Those phantom sounds will continue to play out his "concubine" with Aige, keeping someone awake and, under his own influence, gradually pushing them to extremes.

"Perfect, it also provides cover for my upcoming communications," Wang Chong muttered to himself, quite satisfied with his arrangement.

Immediately afterwards, he mobilized the power of Originium once more. This time, the energy was highly compressed and solidified in his palm, ultimately transforming into a special Originium communicator with a shimmering, deep blue luster and an intricate structure.

Wang Chong brought it close to his lips and began transmitting his voice over a great distance. Soon, a soft hum came from inside the source stone, followed by a familiar, gentle voice that rang out clearly:

“Wang Chongjun…everyone is in position.” That was Joan of Arc’s voice.

"Joan of Arc, how is the situation on your end?" Wang Chong was contacting none other than the Noah's Ark team he had previously dispatched.

Once the communication was established, it was as if a floodgate had been opened, and the team members immediately began to report their findings, their voices filled with the excitement of a long-awaited reunion.

Kiyohime, in particular, was overflowing with longing, urgently expressing her affection and concern for Wang Chong in her communications; her fervent emotions seemed to be transmitted through the Originium.

Wang Chong had to gently soothe her for a while before she gradually calmed down.

However, putting aside these personal feelings, the information gathered largely aligned with Wang Chong's expectations. The Noah's Ark team had executed his plan remarkably well, successfully stirring up the entire pirate world.

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Today, many pirate ships, regardless of size, are heading towards the "Eye of the Tide" to varying degrees. Even more striking is that news of the "search for the goddess" is spreading like wildfire, with countless greedy eyes searching the seas for traces of that mysterious being.

"Oh, Master, Euryale asked me to pass on a message."

Stheno interjected with a hint of helplessness: "She deliberately leaked the information to guide the Chaldeans to the right island. Now look what's happened; her hideout is completely surrounded by all sorts of scoundrels. She asks, how long will this constant blocking of the door last?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Chong frowned slightly and asked with a hint of doubt, "Didn't I tell you to protect Euryale properly? Besides, I remember there's a powerful Servant guarding the place where she's hiding. Logically speaking, ordinary pirate minions shouldn't pose a threat, right?"

"The only people you need to be wary of are the crew on the Agor. Could it be that she's encountered some kind of difficult problem that even little Medusa couldn't solve?"

"Hmph, my stupid little sister is only good for entertaining Euryale (me) and passing the time."

Stheno gave a soft hum, her tone tinged with a hint of coquettishness and reproach:

"But if we're talking about things that really make people happy, wouldn't it be better if you were here with me, Master? We clearly agreed that we came to this singularity for a vacation, but now you're excluding her all by yourself. What kind of nonsense is that?"

She paused, then added resentfully, "Besides, dealing with those rude, smelly pirates every day is quite annoying. Now even getting a peaceful sleep has become a luxury."

Clearly, Euryale wasn't the only one with this "terrible experience" feeling; even Stheno himself shared the same sentiment.

"Let her be patient a little longer..." Wang Chong reassured her while quickly steer the conversation back on track. "It won't be long. Semiramis, how is your familiar monitoring Chaldea's situation? How many more days until they arrive at Labyrinth Island?"

"Based on the analysis of the sea chart information sent back by the familiars, Chaldea's ships will be able to reach the target island in at least four days."

Semiramis's voice was calm and clear, accompanied by the shared view from the familiar's perspective: "Of course, this is an optimistic estimate based on the assumption that their voyage will be smooth and that they will not engage in battles with other pirate forces or sea monsters along the way."

She paused, her tone becoming somewhat serious:

"Right now, pirates all over the world have been mobilized, and battles on the sea lanes are almost unavoidable. Even we are not immune."

"To reduce potential competitors, those pirates often launch unannounced attacks on any ship that isn't flying their own flag. We've encountered quite a bit of trouble because of this these past two days, and our sailing speed has been significantly affected."

At this point, Kiyohime immediately interrupted angrily:

"Those guys launched an attack without warning, it's disgusting! Anyway, the news has spread pretty much now, and I get so angry just looking at those useless pirate ships! I'll burn them one by one when I see them, let's see if they dare to overestimate themselves and come near us again!"

"Just be careful not to accidentally set Chaldea's ships on fire."

Wang Chong reminded him:

"As for the other pirate ships, do whatever you want with them. If you find any pirate ships that don't head to the 'Sea of ​​Tides' as planned, just destroy them too. That will save us the trouble of spending time and effort to clear them out one by one across the sea later."

In order to quickly achieve the goal of conquering all pirates, Wang Chong must ensure that those disobedient pirates who do not go to the designated battlefield are eliminated in advance to avoid troublesome and time-consuming suppression later.

"Hehe, got it! You can leave it to Kiyohime with peace of mind!" Kiyohime's voice immediately became cheerful when she heard that Wang Chong had immediately assigned her a new task that was more in line with her wishes.

In her view, the more merits she made for her Master, the richer the "rewards" she would receive in the future.

Kiyohime had already begun to plan in her mind how to get back the time she had "owed" for living together during this period, with interest.

Afterwards, Wang Chong began to explain the next course of action to Joan of Arc, Arcueid, and others in detail, focusing on how to deal with the pirates attracted to the "Eye of the Tide" and the heroes on the Agor.

Everyone accepted the orders clearly. After confirming that all instructions had been conveyed correctly, Wang Chong then cut off communication with the Noah's Ark team.

Chapter 598 Other Gods Exist

The light of the Originium dimmed, and the room returned to silence. But Wang Chong did not stop; he once again mobilized the power of the Originium, and the eerie blue light shone again. This time, he contacted another crucial figure.

“Master…” The communication was connected, and a clear and familiar female voice rang out. It was Atalanta.

"It has been twelve days since we parted that day, Ata," Wang Chong's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible urgency, "Have you found the person who carried the Ark of the Covenant?"

"Master, I have located that person's whereabouts..." Atalanta's voice was calm and clear. "The target is King David, but he is extremely vigilant by nature, rarely interacts with anyone, and his whereabouts are elusive. It seems that gaining his trust will probably take some time."

Wang Chong pondered for a moment and said, "It's alright. Right now, everyone's attention is drawn to the word 'goddess,' while few people are paying attention to the 'Ark of the Covenant sacrifice.' This might be an opportunity."

"You must proceed with caution, try to reason with us, and explain the purpose and origin of our trip. At the same time, be vigilant and watch out for those... enemies lurking in the shadows."

Atalanta replied, “Yes! I will protect King David and will not let the men of the Argonauts take the Ark of the Covenant.”

Wang Chong reiterated, his tone even more serious: "I said, what we need to be careful of is the 'enemy lurking in the shadows'... What you need to guard against is not just the followers of the Agor."

Atalanta's voice carried a hint of doubt: "Besides them, are there other Servants also coveting the Ark of the Covenant?"

“Indeed…” Wang Chong’s voice lowered, carrying a sense of seriousness that indicated he understood the crisis. “Even now, Alaya has failed to establish a stable connection with me… This is highly unusual.”

"If I'm not mistaken... someone from the Demon God's forces must have used powerful means to completely sever the connection between this world and human reason, causing Alaya to be temporarily unable to perceive this world."

He paused for a moment and said bluntly, "And I can't think of anyone else who could do this besides Goetia."

"As for the reason why Alaya is missing, I also have some guesses... One is the special nature of this singularity itself."

Wang Chong slowly analyzed:

"This is a world completely dominated by the ocean. The connections between people are divided into isolated islands by the vast ocean. The power of the Alaya side is suppressed to a low point by the natural environment... or rather, by the power of the Gaia side."

"The second reason is that the divine aura permeating this world is unusually strong, further isolating the connection between human reason and humanity."

At this point, Wang Chong's tone became even more serious, and he said earnestly:

"I only confirmed this after I came into contact with Artemis... Even before I came into contact with Artemis, I sensed a few auras in this world that made me feel a little pressured."

"I initially thought it was the aura of the demon gods, but it was different from the demon gods I had encountered before. It wasn't until I met Artemis that I realized this vast and ancient aura belonged to... the Greek gods!"

"You mean, it's not just Lady Artemis who descended to the mortal realm?" Atalanta's voice was filled with obvious shock.

"Yes, and they're enemies, not friends," Wang Chong affirmed. "Otherwise, why would they be hiding like this?"

"Heh, it seems Goetia has really gone all out to kill me this time. I knew he wouldn't just bet on Medea's side; he must have laid out a more secretive and powerful backup plan." His voice carried a chilling fighting spirit.

"Then... what should we do?" Knowing that their opponent also included a god, even Atalanta couldn't help but show a cautious expression and hurriedly asked.

Wang Chong pondered for a moment, then instructed, "I have already informed Noah's Ark about the divine intervention and adjusted the subsequent plans accordingly."

"If the opponent is truly a god, Atal, you must be extremely careful! If you encounter one and cannot defeat him, your first priority is to preserve yourself and retreat immediately! Even if it means temporarily abandoning the Ark of the Covenant, do not hesitate. Do not be reckless, understand?"

Wang Chong's words were filled with concern for Atalanta's safety. Upon hearing Wang Chong's words of advice, Atalanta felt a warmth in her heart, and then solemnly replied, "Understood... Master. I will prioritize my own safety."

“Go, and once you have successfully gained King David’s trust, bring him to this island…” Wang Chong said as he transmitted a detailed sea chart coordinates to him using the power of Originium.

"I will be prepared to receive you. Please contact me immediately after you receive Queen David," Wang Chong instructed.

“Yes!” Atalanta immediately responded upon receiving the clear instructions and location information.

The communication ended, and the light from the Originium completely faded. Wang Chong let out a soft breath, as if a heavy burden had been lifted. He walked to the window, opened it, and gazed at the deep, boundless night sky. The sea breeze, carrying a salty, damp scent, rushed in, ruffling the stray hairs on his forehead.

“Come on, Goetia,” Wang Chong murmured softly, his voice low but filled with unwavering determination. “Let me see what kind of backup plan you have prepared.”

The night was deep. Wang Chong closed the window and returned to the bedside. Looking at Ai Ge's still peaceful sleeping face, the turmoil in his heart seemed to subside somewhat.

He lay down gently, pulled up the covers, closed his eyes, and began to rest, recovering his depleted mind and energy to prepare for the coming storm.

……

It was late at night, and all was quiet. Most people were already fast asleep, enjoying a rare moment of peace. However, in the next room, one person tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

"Ah... Your Highness... please give Aige some more..." The girl's suppressed, tearful moans were especially clear in the silence. She bit down hard on the soft corner of the pillow, her pearly teeth sinking deep into it, her body twisting restlessly in the darkness.

A slender hand, uncontrollably trembling with shame and longing, reached towards the already wet secret garden between her legs.

Her ears were pressed tightly against the cold wall, as if trying to merge herself into it. On the other side of the wall, those blush-inducing, heart-fluttering, and obscene words pierced her eardrums and dug into her heart like the sharpest needles.

"No...it's too fast, Aigo can't take it anymore...kiss me...Your Highness...kiss Aigo now...mmm..." As the sounds of passionate kisses faintly came through the wall, the girl's grip on the pillow suddenly tightened, almost tearing the fabric apart.

Why... why is this happening?

God, why are you so unfair? Fate, why do you always repeat this heartbreaking script?

Hearing the undisguised cries of pleasure and satisfaction from the other side, Medea felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart tightly, causing her so much pain that she could hardly breathe.

That sound, that scene, was like a poisoned dagger, repeatedly ripping at her already wounded soul.

What tormented her even more was that deep within her mind, those tragic memories of betrayal and despair, originating from her "future self," were now churning like boiling magma.

Every sigh of satisfaction from Ai Ge, every gentle call from Wang Chong, was like a key that ruthlessly unlocked Pandora's box of memories, vividly re-presenting the humiliations, betrayals, and heart-wrenching pains she desperately wanted to forget.

Those fragments of memory gnawed at her sanity like maggots, reminding her of her destiny as a "betrayal witch" and the ending where her lover pushed her into the abyss.

Jealousy, pain, resentment, hatred... all sorts of dark emotions intertwined and fermented in her heart, almost threatening to completely devour her.

Medea curled up in the darkness, her body trembling slightly from intense emotions. Tears silently soaked her pillowcase. Her posture, pressed against the wall, resembled both a desperate eavesdropper and a prisoner abandoned by the world.

Chapter 599 Medea Hiding in the Corner

Moonlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a pale streak on the floor and illuminating Medea's pale, distorted face.

The heartbreaking sounds from next door subsided for a moment, leaving only the monotonous sound of waves crashing against the ship's side and her own rapid, suppressed breathing.

Hearing the satisfied sounds from the other person, and then looking at myself now, trying to console myself in the garden but still feeling an emptiness that fills my heart...

Medea abruptly released the corner of the pillow that had been bitten and deformed, her fingertips digging deep into her palms, leaving several crescent-shaped bloody marks. That slight stinging pain, however, was nothing compared to the pain in her heart.

"Sajyou Aika..." The name was squeezed out between her teeth, carrying a chilling edge. By what right?

Why is it that this woman who suddenly appeared can so easily obtain everything she has ever dreamed of? To obtain Wang Chong's unique tenderness, possession, and that vow that is as unforgettable as a brand?

And she, Medea, endured and compromised, only to be forever met with a cold and indifferent face.

Meanwhile, amidst the churning fragments of memory, Jason's betraying face, the flames burning in the palace, the terrified eyes of the children... all flashed by in a series of interwoven scenes.

In contrast, the imagery emanating from the other side of the wall—Wang Chong's almost devout tenderness towards Ai Ge—made her stomach churn.

“No…this is not fair…” Medea screamed silently, her fingernails almost digging into the cracks in the wall.

Fate seemed to be mocking her, allowing her to witness "perfect love" while forever keeping her out of it.

Even though she was summoned through Spirit Origin as a young princess during her time as Princess Colchis, as a Servant, she is ultimately an avenger burdened with the stigma of being a "betraying witch" and memories of the future.

But can I take revenge on Wang Chong for this?

No, unlike Jason, he was ultimately a stranger to Wang Chong, and he didn't even have the right to morally condemn him...

This clear-headed understanding only makes the pain more acute.

But... another thought, like a poisonous vine quietly sprouting in the darkness, began to spread wildly in her mind:

What if... what if Sajou Aika disappeared? What if all the women who could occupy Wang Chong's mind were gone... then, would Wang Chong's gaze fall on him again?

No, it goes even further. Why must we care about that man's gaze? Why can't we completely control, possess, and force him... to be able to look only at us for the rest of his life?!

The idea sent a shiver down her spine, a mixture of terrifying temptation and deep-seated fear.