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

Once, twice... this is the third time! The third time I've been completely devastated by this man's lies and betrayals, and the third time I've finally rekindled my hope, he has personally pushed me into the abyss of despair.

Even if I kill Orion, what good will it do?

My heart has turned completely cold.

She didn't show herself, but with all her might, she uttered a tearful, blood-soaked accusation towards the back of the figure engrossed in the gambling game, a accusation only she could hear:

"You really want to gamble that much, Orion! Do you know that while you're meticulously calculating my time so you can have a chance to revel in that dirty game, your woman is being wantonly possessed, humiliated, and toyed with by another man?!"

Her voice was torn apart in her chest, filled with endless sorrow and despair.

Artemis glanced one last time at the figure lost in the clinking of coins, then resolutely turned away, her figure disappearing into the dark forest, leaving only her chilling words lingering in the air:

"He doesn't even care what his own woman is going through, his heart is completely filled with gambling and gold... Orion, you deserve to be treated like a green turtle, may you rot on this island along with your dice and your gold coins!"

This time, Artemis's heart was completely dead. Nothing more stirred within her.

As night fell, stars dotted the sky above Pterosaur Island. Wang Chong, with a satisfied and tender smile on his face, embraced Ayaka Sajou's slender waist as they emerged from their enchanting "love nest."

Sajou Aika nestled in his arms, her cheeks flushed, her eyes dreamy, completely immersed in the sweet afterglow.

After a tender afternoon, they finally decided to come out and have dinner with everyone on the island that evening.

The two had just stepped out the door when they bumped into Artemis, who was standing quietly in the moonlight.

She was like a sculpture that had lost its soul, her silver hair fluttering slightly in the night wind, and deep in her emerald eyes was an unyielding sorrow and emptiness.

"Hmm?" Wang Chong raised an eyebrow, his tone tinged with surprise and amusement. "Miss Artemis? I remember giving you a day off today so you could rest. What are you doing standing outside my door now?"

His gaze swept across her pale face, a knowing smile playing on his lips: "Or... are you already impatient and want to start tonight's 'service' early? Are you that... thirsty?"

Artemis trembled almost imperceptibly, avoiding Wang Chong's all-knowing gaze. Her voice was dry and low, carrying a numb sense of self-abandonment: "No... I just want to get enough points as soon as possible."

After saying that, she took a deep breath, as if she had used up all her strength to say the next sentence: "I want to... start the next game as soon as possible."

After saying that, she took a deep breath, as if she had used up all her strength to say the next sentence: "I want to... start the next game as soon as possible."

Her gaze swept past Wang Chong and landed on Sajo Aika, who was nestled in his arms, radiant with happiness. The sight of her being pampered to the extreme stung her eyes like needles.

A soft, bitter sigh escaped her lips: "Ah... how... enviable..."

Wang Chong keenly caught the despair on the verge of collapse and a hint of... self-abandonment deep in her eyes.

He narrowed his eyes, scrutinized her for a moment as if examining prey, then slowly shook his head in refusal, his tone carrying a deliberate cruelty: "No."

Then, Wang Chong hugged Ai Ge tightly, his actions full of possessiveness: "Tonight I promised Ai Ge that I would belong to her alone."

“Although I’m often called cunning and treacherous, I always keep my promises.” Wang Chong paused deliberately, emphasizing his words, “Especially my promises to the woman I love. I would never break them as easily as some… guys who can’t control their own flaws.”

After speaking, Wang Chong gently pinched Sajou Aika's cheek, his eyes tender and gentle, a stark contrast to his aloofness towards Artemis:

"So, Miss Artemis, please go back. We'll discuss your request tomorrow. Even if you insist on performing the service now, you won't get any points."

He lowered his voice, a wicked smile playing on his lips, and explained, "Because... I simply can't muster the slightest interest in your disheveled, resentful state."

After saying that, Wang Chong didn't look at her again, and walked straight past her with his arm around Sajou Aika.

That indifferent figure became the final straw that broke Artemis's back. The pride and rationality she had been holding onto completely collapsed.

Artemis stood frozen in place until the two figures disappeared from sight, at which point her knees finally gave way and she collapsed onto the cold sand.

The humiliation, the pain of betrayal, and the coldness of despair that had been suppressed for so long burst forth like a flood breaking through a dam, turning into broken sobs that overflowed from his throat.

Her shoulders trembled violently, and large, hot tears fell onto the sand, instantly leaving dark stains.

Under the moonlight, the once noble moon goddess now appears as vulnerable as an abandoned child.

As Wang Chong carried her forward, Sajo Aika turned her head slightly and glanced at the figure curled up and trembling on the beach behind her, immersed in immense sorrow.

An indescribable glint flashed in her jewel-like eyes.

She gently tugged at Wang Chong's sleeve, gesturing for him to lower his head. Wang Chong obediently bent down, and Sajo Aika tiptoed, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe as she whispered a few words in a voice only the two of them could hear, a voice tinged with cunning and coldness.

Upon hearing this, Wang Chong frowned slightly, a hint of surprise on his face: "You're really willing? Ai Ge? We agreed to spend the night with you."

His gaze toward the girl in his arms was full of inquiry.

Sajou Aika raised her delicate chin, gave a soft hum, and her eyes held no sympathy, only an almost cold calculation and a subtle sense of superiority:

"It's alright, Aigo doesn't care about this little bit of time. Anyway, we'll have plenty of time in the future."

She glanced again in Artemis's direction, a disdainful smile playing on her lips:

"Don't misunderstand, Your Highness. I'm not pitying her. It's just... compared to this stupid woman, that good-for-nothing named Orion disgusts me even more!"

Then, Sajou Aika turned back, looked up at Wang Chong, her eyes gleaming with shrewdness, as if sharing a brilliant plan:

"Besides, Your Highness, wasn't your original intention to completely conquer this proud goddess?"

"Now, her defenses have crumbled, and she is at her most vulnerable and easily exploited. Let her vent all her emotions towards that good-for-nothing, let her be in the abyss of despair... so that she can see more clearly how powerful and warm Your Highness's outstretched hand is."

"In this way, she will cling to you more wholeheartedly, like a drowning person grabbing onto a piece of driftwood, and will be even more inseparable from Your Highness."

Sajou Aika's smile remained sweet, yet it carried the confidence of someone in control of the game: "Hmph, the sooner I finish 'educating' her, the less she'll take up too much of His Highness's time and interfere with our time together."

"Your Aika understands the difference between a full meal and a full meal every day very well." Aika Sajou gently drew circles on Wang Chong's chest with her fingertips, a gesture that was both coquettish and assertive.

Wang Chong gazed at Sajou Aika's charming appearance, a mixture of possessiveness and shrewd calculation, his eyes flashing with doting affection and understanding.

He gently ruffled her soft hair, his deep voice filled with approval and indulgence: "Alright, since my beloved is so considerate of me and has thought of everything so thoroughly... how can I possibly let her down?"

Wang Chong lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead, promising, "However, most of tonight will still be reserved for my most precious Ai Ge. It's not too late to have her come over when she... calms down a bit, or when you need to rest."

His voice lowered, carrying an ambiguous warmth, "After all... I have to reward Ai Ge, who is so sensible and has given me so much advice."

Chapter 699 Alienation

Artemis was sobbing, tears streaming down her cheeks and staining her clothes.

She felt that her emotions had completely collapsed at this moment, and a sharp, dull pain was repeatedly crashing against her reason like a tide.

Losing the person you love is bad enough, but now, even the guy who had everything about you is starting to despise you.

He had so desperately wanted to possess her before, but now he looked at her with such indifferent eyes, as if she were nothing more than an object that had been played with and discarded.

She was clearly the goddess of hunting and the moon, the daughter of Zeus, and should have been a highly favored and respected being among humans, demigods, and believers in the divine realm.

But now, she has fallen to such a state: her former lover no longer cares about her, and the guy who lusted after her body has also come to despise her.

When did I become so lowly?

Artemis lowered her head, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, her fingertips turning white, as if she wanted to crush all the grievances she had nowhere to vent.

The moonlight shone on her, but it did not bring her any warmth; instead, it made her face appear even paler.

"Come to my room tonight."

However, at that moment, a deep and familiar voice suddenly entered Artemis's ears, interrupting all her self-pity.

Artemis was startled, tears still clinging to her eyelashes. She turned to look behind her. There stood Wang Chong, who had returned at some point, with Sajou Aika standing beside him.

"Are you... are you pitying me?" Artemis's heart skipped a beat, her voice hoarse and uncertain, and she asked the question almost subconsciously.

She didn't know what she was expecting; perhaps she didn't want to be pitied, or perhaps she wanted to hear the truth.

However, Wang Chong merely chuckled, a nonchalant ease in his smile: "Heh... that's not important. What's important is whether you come or not. I've already given you one chance."

He paused, his gaze settling calmly on Artemis's face, devoid of any extra warmth or contempt, simply stating a fact.

Artemis pursed her lips, a complex emotion welling up inside her.

She had been so eager for him to accept her tonight, almost to the point of begging on her knees, but now that he had actually given her the chance, she was somehow annoyed by his nonchalant attitude.

The feeling was like being given charity, causing her proud self-esteem to ache faintly.

But she lowered her head in the end and whispered, "I...I will go."

Her voice was soft, yet carried a resolute tone. Because compared to Wang Chong, she now wanted to see Orion's face even less.

Artemis is now unwilling to even mention the man who once captivated her but now breaks her heart.

……

The dinner officially began on the island. A bonfire was lit, its warm orange glow illuminating everyone's faces, and the air was filled with the aroma of roasted meat and the salty smell of the sea breeze.

After reuniting with Ritsuka and the others, they successfully established a summoning circle at the spiritual vein on the mountain and obtained many good resources from Chaldea.

These supplies were used to host a grand banquet to reward the group who had been traveling for days.

"After drifting at sea for so long, what we need most is these fruits and vegetables. We're tired of fish, and even the meat of magical beasts and pterosaurs."

Drake stood with one hand on her hip and the other holding a watermelon, taking big bites. Juice dripped down her chin, which she wiped away without a care, her face full of satisfaction.

"After all, if you get used to eating a lot of meat and fish, your body can easily become deficient in certain nutrients. For everyone's health, I've specially prepared these fruits and vegetables." Dr. Roman's image stood to the side, also holding a glass of juice, explaining with a smile.

"After drifting at sea for so long, it's finally landed. I really miss the feeling of being grounded," Ritsuka said with emotion, enjoying this rare sense of peace as she put a piece of melon into her mouth.

Beside the campfire, Satiao Aika thoughtfully brought Wang Chong a lot of oysters, chives, and other things. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes were sparkling. It was obvious what she was up to.

She gently pushed the trays of "supplements" in front of Wang Chong, and said softly, "Your Highness~ please take care of all of these~ Ai Ge is really looking forward to your prowess tonight~"

Looking at the tonics, Wang Chong shook his head helplessly, but he did not refuse Satiao Ayaka's kindness. He picked up an oyster and calmly began to savor it.

Medea, sitting on the other side of Wang Chong, first clicked her tongue lightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes.

She quickly composed herself, adopting her usual gentle and elegant smile, and mimicked his actions by cutting slices of pterosaur meat for Wang Chong with a knife and fork, arranging them neatly on the plate in front of him. She said, "Eating just that stuff won't give you any energy, and it'll taste greasy too. Eating some salty meat, along with some vegetables and fruits, will be better for both your taste and your digestive system."

After speaking, Medea took a washed tomato from the bamboo basket, sliced ​​it into thin slices with smooth movements, arranged them carefully on a plate, sprinkled them evenly with icing sugar, and presented them to Wang Chong, her smile carrying a hint of unyielding composure.

Sajō Aika immediately narrowed her eyes and said in an unfriendly tone, "Medea... are you provoking me? Today is the day His Highness promised to spend time with me, so please don't get in my way."

"Oh... I was just thinking of Mr. Wang Chong. After all, more important than effectiveness is Mr. Wang Chong's taste and mood, isn't it?"

Medea maintained her gentle smile, but her words were sharp and confrontational, like two blades hidden in silk.

Seeing this, Mashu, who was sitting not far away, couldn't help but whisper to Ritsuka beside her, "I feel like the atmosphere at Mr. Wang Chong's place is particularly noticeable... Is that what they call a 'shura field' in romance manga?"

“Probably…” Ritsuka took a bite of her apple and looked over there thoughtfully. “But I must say, as expected of Mr. Wang Chong, even when a chaotic scene unfolds, he still maintains a calm and collected demeanor.”

Just then, the hostility in the two women's eyes was about to intensify to the point of solidification, and sparks seemed to fly in the air.

However, the next moment, they suddenly realized that something had been stuffed into their lips—soft, sweet, their respective favorite desserts.

Wang Chong then used both hands to stuff two delicate pastries into the mouths of Sajou Aika and Medea respectively, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable authority: "Eat properly and don't cause trouble for the others."

“Yes… Your Highness (chewing)…” Sajō Aika’s cheeks puffed out as she mumbled her reply, but a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

"Okay..." Medea obediently replied, slowly savoring the dessert in her mouth, the hostility on her face gradually dissipating.

The atmosphere between the two instantly eased considerably, as if two pieces of gunpowder about to explode had been gently extinguished.

"So that's it... Phew, but that makes sense. At least it won't affect everyone's meal." Ritsuka breathed a sigh of relief and said with some admiration.

“Speaking of affecting the meal…” Mashu suddenly noticed something unusual on the other side, “Why do Mr. Orion and Ms. Artemis, who are usually the noisiest, seem unusually quiet today?”

Mashu's gaze fell on the location of Artemis and Orion, where an invisible iceberg seemed to surround the two, cold and silent.

They were sitting at opposite ends of the same long table, yet it was as if they were separated by an entire ocean. They didn't exchange a single word, not even a glance.

Even Orion himself sensed something was wrong. Everything had been fine at sea these past two days, so why was Artemis now completely ignoring him?

He scratched his head, muttering to himself, "I should have done well... Could it be... could it be that Artemis saw me gambling today?"

Thinking of this, Orion looked at Artemis somewhat guiltily, trying to read something from her expression.

"What's wrong?" Artemis turned her head slightly, looking at him indifferently, her tone devoid of any of her usual enthusiasm, only a distant politeness.

"N-nothing..." Orion quickly pulled his head back, then continued to bury his head in the ham and devour it, trying to use the food to cover up his unease.

He thought to himself, "Probably not. If she found out I was still gambling, she would have already started a fight. Something must have happened that made her mood bad. I'd better not upset her..."

Orion's premonition was quite accurate, but unfortunately he never expected that this time Artemis would completely lose heart towards him.

The door to his heart, which had opened countless times for him, is now firmly shut and can never be opened again.

The banquet, filled with everyone's own thoughts, quickly came to an end. The firelight gradually died down, and the crowd began to disperse. Wang Chong stood before the embers of the campfire, his gaze calmly sweeping over the group as he began to give instructions for the next steps.

He suggested that they strengthen and arm their fleet before discovering the whereabouts of the Agor crew in preparation for the subsequent pursuit.

"The matter of strengthening is left to you magicians. Take the next few days to rest and recuperate, and await further news," Wang Chong concluded, his tone concise and forceful.

"Alright!" the crowd responded in unison, their voices echoing in the night wind, carrying a firm resolve.

Afterwards, everyone dispersed and returned to their respective campsites to rest. The warmth of the campfire gradually dissipated, and the island night returned to tranquility.

"Orio, Mr. Wang Chong wants me to come over. This time it might take a while, so you can sleep whenever you want."

Artemis left those words behind without giving him another glance, then turned and walked toward Wang Chong's room. Her steps were light, yet carried a resolute air.