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

An almost obsessive flame reignited in her chest, forcefully suppressing the spreading chill.

She must throw three ones, just like she threw three sixes, to break free from her inner demons.

The light of the contractual law flowed silently, and the ownership of the bargaining chips changed hands in an instant:

Wang Chong: 290 pieces → 325 pieces

Artemis: 100 → 65

It was her turn to take the lead.

However, Artemis didn't immediately choose "smaller" because her control over the "high-scoring" dice was equally unstable. (Note: The phrase "The Villain's Journey Starting from the Type-Moon World" is unrelated and appears to be a separate, unrelated sentence.)

Before she could practice rolling three ones, she needed to quickly get a feel for how to throw the dice to their maximum limit within a limited number of opportunities.

She focused her mind and calmly picked up the dice cup with both hands, her movements much more composed than before.

The dice rolled rapidly and rhythmically in the cup. She closed her eyes tightly, immersing herself completely in the subtle vibrations, trying to grasp that fleeting "critical point".

"Clang!" The dice cup fell to the ground.

"Bigger." She opened her eyes, her tone regaining some of its coolness, but a hint of barely perceptible tension lurked deep in her eyes.

Wang Chong remained calm and composed. The dice cup seemed to come alive in his hands; with a casual shake, he firmly placed it down, signaling her to place her bet.

“50,” Artemis said slowly.

This time, she didn't raise the bet like before.

Because a thought was swirling in her mind:

"I'd like to see if you dare go all in when it's your turn to be the dealer next round! At worst... I'll just use my one and only chance to refuse to call!"

Clearly, Artemis was testing Wang Chong to see how he truly felt about her.

"Hehe, you're getting bolder and bolder. Aren't you afraid I'll ask for an exorbitant amount next time I'm the dealer?" Wang Chong's laughter was tinged with knowing amusement.

He then pushed 50 chips into the center of the pot.

The dice cup is lifted.

Wang Chong: Six points, six points, six points, a total of 18 points. The black dots on the tops of the three dice are neatly arranged, silently telling the story.

Artemis: Six points, five points, six points, a total of 17 points. That damned five points, like an ugly scar, hindered Artemis's victory.

For a moment, Artemis was in a daze, almost thinking that the points had been switched between the two sides.

But reason immediately told her that this time, it was her own fault for failing to accurately capture the perfect vibration of those "three sixes".

These 17 points were actually within her expectations.

However, what made her heart sink was Wang Chong's attitude.

The opponent stopped holding back and playing tricks on them, and won the game decisively!

"Is it because my skills finally made him feel threatened, so he decided to get serious?"

Whatever the reason, it was bad news for her.

Not only because her precious 50 chips changed hands again, pushing her to the point where she had no chips left to use.

What's even more frightening is that the opponent seems to have abandoned the cat-and-mouse game mentality and begun to show its fangs.

The hope of victory seemed to grow even more distant in the boundless darkness.

The laws of contract take effect once again, and the cold, hard numbers speak volumes about the cruelty:

Wang Chong: 325 pieces → 375 pieces

Artemis: 65 → 15

"Alright, Miss Artemis."

Wang Chong leaned back slightly, comfortably resting in his chair, his fingers tapping leisurely on the table. His gaze swept over her meager stack of chips, and his tone was full of playful "friendly reminder":

"It's your turn to be the dealer, please begin your performance. However... if I may say something, with all your funds, it seems you can't even scrape together a 50-coin ante, can you?"

“I don’t need your hypocritical reminder!” Artemis abruptly closed her eyes, a tremendous sense of humiliation instantly overwhelming her, almost suffocating her.

She stood up resignedly, her steps heavy as if filled with lead, and walked towards that devilish man once more.

She knew what she was about to face—once again exchanging her most precious part for that damned "capital" to keep the betting going.

……

Artemis stood frozen before Wang Chong. The man, with the look of someone admiring their prey, leisurely raised his hand.

When those scorching hands covered her full breasts again, Artemis trembled violently, biting her lower lip hard and swallowing back a sob that was about to escape her lips.

She could clearly feel the pressure of the other person's fingers, the lines on their palm, and the undisguised lewdness.

Every touch felt like a branding iron burning her dignity, bringing a humiliating sting and an indescribable, abhorrent physical shudder.

"Ugh... Waaah...!"

Judging that she was nearing her limit, Artemis took a deep breath and used all her strength to struggle backward, freeing her body from that terrible clutches.

The area on her chest where she had been kneaded still seemed to retain the unpleasant sensation and heat.

Wang Chong simply maintained that smile, watching her disheveled state with great interest, as if he were watching a wonderful drama he had orchestrated.

Artemis breathed heavily, trying to calm her turbulent emotions, and waited for the laws of the contract to settle the matter.

"What...what's going on?! Why are there only 35 chips?! The time was about the same as last time, so why are there fewer chips?"

Chapter 674 I Want New Conditions

Why are there fewer chips?

Wang Chong slowly raised the hand that had just committed the crime, placed it in front of his eyes, spread his fingers and then slowly closed them, as if savoring a certain sensation, with an undisguised, almost cruel, mocking smile on his face.

"Isn't this simple? My dear Miss Artemis. You wouldn't be so naive as to think that something that has been repeatedly handled and lost its novelty can be compared to a delicacy tasted for the first time, would you?"

Wang Chong's words were like a poisoned dagger, piercing her heart deeply:

"To put it bluntly, the 'value' of your chest, in my eyes, depreciates with every intimate contact. The first time, the second time, there might be some novelty... but after a while..."

He shook his head slightly, his tone tinged with weariness, and said:

"Even the rarest treasures can become tiresome and boring... So tell me, how much is something worth if it's difficult to even arouse my interest?"

He spread his hands, pointing to the light that represented the law of the contract: "This law is merely a faithful reflection of my interests, thereby measuring and judging the correct value."

After speaking, Wang Chong drew out his words meaningfully, his gaze lingering on her body without any attempt to conceal it, finally settling on certain more private parts.

"So, if you want to get enough leverage, perhaps... you should consider bringing something new."

"Something new"... these words are not merely an insult, but a naked declaration that completely objectifies her and treats her as a plaything that can be traded and replaced at will.

Extreme shame and indignation surged through her veins like magma, almost burning away her reason.

However, a sliver of clarity remaining deep within Artemis reminded her:

This is just their true nature; taking an inch and wanting a mile is their real goal! There's nothing surprising about it!

As for the humiliating words, they were meant to constantly influence his emotions and cause him to underperform in the game.

The sacrifices she made in her bosom were no longer enough to satisfy his appetite, nor could they sustain her in this gamble...

She no longer knew how much longer she could hold on... nor did she know what else she could offer in exchange...

If I squander this already scarce opportunity because of my restless emotions, I will only end up in utter defeat.

"Alright, stop making that ferocious face."

Wang Chong's voice pulled her back from the vortex of humiliation to the cold reality, carrying a hint of impatient urging:

"It's too early to think about these things now. Let's think about how to deal with the current situation first! As for what to 'collateralize' later... that's something you need to 'seriously' consider after you've lost all 50 chips."

"Take the dealer's turn, Miss Artemis. It's your turn to roll the dice."

Hearing Wang Chong's urging, Artemis forcibly suppressed the surging shame and indignation in her heart. She gritted her teeth and forced herself to focus on the gambling game in front of her.

Her fingers turned slightly white from the force she exerted as she gently gripped the edge of the dice cup and began to shake it slowly and steadily.

Each sway was accompanied by a silent inner chant: "Bigger... bigger."

She knew that only by rolling the highest possible number of three 6s could she save her remaining chips and avoid falling into deeper humiliation.

The dice clinked crisply in the cup, and she was highly focused, trying to grasp the feeling of rolling three sixes.

Suddenly, a glint flashed in Artemis's eyes.

"I've got it!" She caught that fleeting intuition again, as if the dice had briefly submitted to her will in her hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, she slammed the dice cup down on the table, her voice decisive and clear: "Bet on Big!"

Seeing this, Wang Chong merely smiled slightly and said nothing more.

He smoothly picked up his dice cup, flicked his wrist, and the dice began to roll inside. He then steadily placed the cup on the table, the whole process flowing smoothly and demonstrating his seasoned control.

"Bet 50!" Artemis pushed all 50 of her remaining spirit stones into the betting pool without hesitation. Her voice carried a hint of determination, as if this was her last line of defense.

Both sides lifted the dice cups almost simultaneously, revealing the numbers:

王冲的点数是6点、6点、6点，共计18点；阿尔忒弥斯同样是6点、6点、6点，共计18点。

The two sides ended in a draw, and the atmosphere at the gambling table instantly froze.

"Phew..." Artemis breathed a sigh of relief, her tense shoulders relaxing slightly, but then she looked at Wang Chong's score and felt a strong sense of apprehension.

Sure enough, once her opponent stopped holding back, she was able to throw the maximum number of points every time. This meant that she not only needed to consistently throw the maximum or minimum number of points herself, but also had to find a way to make Wang Chong make a mistake in order to win.

But how to make the opponent make a mistake? Artemis thought quickly: Should she use psychological tactics to provoke him like Wang Chong did?

She recalled her previous attempts; those sharp words had no effect on Wang Chong and might have only exposed her vulnerability.

She recalled her previous attempts; those sharp words had no effect on Wang Chong and might have only exposed her vulnerability.

This thought made her feel agitated, as if she were trapped in an unsolvable maze.

“What are you thinking about, Miss Artemis? It’s time to decide on the dealer.” Wang Chong’s voice suddenly rang out, interrupting her thoughts.

His tone carried a hint of mockery, as if he could see through her hesitation.

“What…?” Artemis suddenly came to her senses.

Since the game ended in a tie, the number of chips held by both sides remained unchanged. However, according to the rule that the loser becomes the dealer, it is now impossible to determine who should continue to be the dealer.

Since neither side can be considered a loser, this becomes a loophole in the rules.

"It's time to add new rules regarding how to determine the dealer in the event of a tie."

Wang Chong spoke calmly, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, appearing unhurried.

"Personally, I would suggest rotation. As I said before, the bookmaker has a huge advantage. If the bookmaker continues to be the bookmaker even in a tie, then the bookmaker will have too much of an advantage."

"Of course, you can bring up better ideas if you have them, or even if you think it's okay to continue winning the title after a draw, I have no objection."

His words sounded like well-intentioned advice, but Artemis keenly sensed the trap within them.

Upon hearing this, Artemis quickly weighed the pros and cons: if it was a consecutive win rule, she could continue to be the dealer, and in the short term, she might be able to take the initiative and increase her chances of winning.

But in an instant, she dismissed the idea.

"No...this is a trap."

"In the long run, once the bookmaker falls into Wang Chong's hands, a draw will only give him a permanent advantage, and it will be even more difficult for me to regain the initiative."

"On the contrary, the rotating rules are fairer, giving both sides an equal chance, which is more advantageous for me, whose skills are slightly inferior."

"Creating fairer rules is actually more advantageous for me, since my dice-rolling skills are still far inferior to my opponent's."

This thought solidified Artemis's resolve.

"Let's rotate the players," she said in a low but resolute voice.

"Are you sure, Miss Artemis? This could lead to you losing completely in the next round, you know?"

Wang Chong's "kind" reminder was accompanied by a hint of amusement in his eyes:

"Don't forget, your bet didn't increase this time, but I was able to increase it."

“I don’t need your reminder!” Artemis replied coldly, her hands clenched into fists. “Anyway, it’s bound to get to that point sooner or later, isn’t it? You might as well ensure fair rules first, so you don’t try any tricks.”

She knew perfectly well that the next round of betting might force her to pay an even higher price, but in order to accumulate chips and gain experience, she had no choice.

“Alright, Miss Artemis, I will grant your wish. The Law of the Contract is hereby established.” Wang Chong said casually, and a faint fluctuation of the law seemed to ripple in the air.