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

Thinking of this, Irisviel said, "Thank you, Mr. Wang Chong. My last knot in my heart has been completely untied. From this moment on, even if I encounter Kiritsugu Emiya, I will not hesitate to take action. I will no longer have any reservations."

"It's alright, it's best that you've come to your senses, Madam." Although Wang Chong said this, he secretly glanced at the small holes in some of the rooms, thinking to himself, "Although I don't know why Madam suddenly asked such a question, it's thanks to her that we've been delayed here long enough, and the fog should be starting to take effect."

"Now that Illya's clothes have been found, Mrs. Alice has relieved her psychological pressure, and everyone has rested enough, let's leave here now and continue to the next room to search for information about Illya or the Otherworldly Servant," Jeanne suggested, seeing that the matter had been resolved.

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded and got up to head out the door. But they quickly realized something was wrong. The door that had led into the room had inexplicably closed. And the situation was far worse than they had imagined; Wang Chong and the others tried repeatedly to open the door, but none of them could.

"What happened? Why did the door suddenly close and now it can't be opened?" Artoria asked.

"Could this be the real trap? Are they planning to keep us locked up here?" Wang Chong pretended to be thinking, trying to figure out what was going on.

Only a flicker of fear crossed Irisviel's face; her worst fears had finally come true. The door that wouldn't open, the unremarkable room, and the chains she'd seen at the beginning… it all matched. This place must be the scene from the fourth night that Mr. Wang Chong had described in her dream.

They are about to be trapped and die in this room.

Chapter 243 The Room I Can't Leave Without Exercise (Part 1)

"boom!"

A violent explosion rang out, and Artoria's holy sword slammed into the door. The energy released from her magical release even caused the surrounding walls to collapse. However, the door remained completely unmoved, showing no sign of being broken open.

Behind Artoria, Jeanne d'Arc activated her Noble Phantasm barrier to protect Irisviel from the magical shockwave caused by Artoria slamming the door. Wang Chong, meanwhile, sat on the ground, carefully sensing the flow of magical energy throughout the room.

"No, damn it, I can't open this door no matter what I do." After trying several times, Artoria finally gave up. Whether she used the Wind King's Hammer or unleashed her magic, she couldn't budge the door. She simply couldn't imagine what kind of material it was made of.

Seeing this, Jeanne d'Arc also withdrew her Noble Phantasm. Since Artoria's brute force attempt to break down the door had failed, everyone's hopes now rested on Wang Chong, who was deciphering the magic.

Irisviel was incredibly nervous. She knew very well that if this room was indeed the one Mr. Wang Chong had mentioned in her dream, then there was no way they could break through it. She desperately hoped her guess was wrong, praying that the first thing Wang Chong would say when he opened his eyes was, "Don't worry, I've already solved the problem."

But, as fate would have it, Wang Chong finally opened his eyes after a long time. However, his first words were: "I can't do anything about it. It's no longer magic; it's more like a curse. I can't break it."

Hearing this, Irisviel felt a chill in her heart, and her last shred of hope vanished completely because of Wang Chong's words. This was indeed the inescapable room mentioned in her dream.

"It's over... I'm in after all. Does this mean that in tonight's fourth Holy Grail War, we normal Masters are destined to be the losers?" Irisviel felt terrible about this feeling. She couldn't believe that she had dreamed about everything, yet she couldn't do anything about it.

"A curse? Does that mean we're completely stuck here?" Upon hearing this, Joan of Arc's expression turned serious as she asked.

“No, it’s not that. The fluctuations of this spell feel very familiar to me, just like those special rooms with special rules we’ve encountered before. If my guess is correct, this room must also have special rules. In that case, the conditions for breaking through the door must be written down. If we know the conditions and fulfill the requirements, maybe we can leave,” Wang Chong said.

“Yes! Mr. Wang Chong in that dream also said that the room we encountered has conditions for completion. As long as the conditions are met, we can successfully leave. In the dream, I wanted to ask Mr. Wang Chong more about what conditions prevented us from completing the task, but unfortunately, I didn’t have time to tell him. But in any case, only by meeting the conditions can we leave this place.”

After Irisviel understood, she immediately said, "In that case, let's quickly search this room again and see if there's anything left with the rules written down."

Upon hearing Irisviel's voice, the three immediately began searching. They thoroughly examined everything, from under the bed and the nearby bookshelf to even the walls.

Finally, Irisviel lifted the covers on the bed and found something that looked like a letter underneath. She immediately shouted, "Everyone! I found it!"

Upon hearing Irisviel's call, everyone immediately gathered around her. Irisviel opened the envelope and began reading: "This is a room that requires love and affection. To leave this room, you must meet the following conditions to open the door. First: gaze deeply into the eyes of the opposite sex for one minute; second: embrace the opposite sex for three minutes; third: with… with… ugh!?"

Suddenly, Irisviel couldn't continue reading, her face turning bright red. The other two women, seeing this, sensed something was amiss; after all, they'd felt something was off about the conditions from the very beginning. They immediately moved closer to Irisviel to examine the contents of the letter in her hand. A short while later, two gasps rang out, and both women's faces also flushed crimson.

Only then did Wang Chong slowly approach Irisviel's side, pretending to examine the rules in the letter, since he already knew all of them.

The letter contains the following content:

"This is a room where people need to love each other. To leave this room, you must meet the following conditions before you can open the door."

First: Make a deep eye contact with someone of the opposite sex next to you for one minute.

Second: Hug someone of the opposite sex next to you for three minutes.

Third: Kiss someone of the opposite sex next to you for one minute.

Fourth: Engage in a sexual activity involving close physical contact with someone of the opposite sex and bring them to the peak.

Fifth: China

Note: Do not attempt to force your way into this room. Even if the room collapses, the door cannot be broken down. This is a room filled with love; have a perfect encounter with your friends of the opposite sex! Please remember, you cannot leave the room without movement, and please remember, everyone must meet certain requirements to open the door.

After reading the letter, Irisviel finally understood why Mr. Wang Chong in her dream hesitated and seemed hesitant when stating the conditions, and she also understood why, despite everyone's strong abilities, they were unable to meet the requirements of the rules.

It turns out that all of this was because the conditions that needed to be met had nothing to do with strength, but rather required doing those shameful things. Especially since it was mentioned above that everyone had to meet the requirements before the door would be opened.

This was almost certainly something they wouldn't agree to. None of the people before them—whether it was Mr. Wang Chong, Miss Joan of Arc, or Artoria—would likely have any interest in doing such a thing. They would probably prefer to search for other methods to try and break the code.

"This is... utterly absurd!" With that, Artoria immediately tore the letter to shreds. Artoria didn't believe in these so-called rules at all; on the contrary, she felt that the contents of the letter were a complete insult to her.

"As expected, even if I agree to be with Mr. Wang Chong, it will still be in vain if Miss Jeanne and Saber don't cooperate... Wait? How did I suddenly accept the idea of ​​being with Mr. Wang Chong so easily?"

Just as Irisviel was pondering how to resolve the situation, she suddenly realized how she had so readily accepted doing *that* with Mr. Wang Chong. But once this thought arose, it was like a curse; instead of dissipating, it intensified. Scenes from her dreams began to flash through her mind—her own ugly state of being roughly pinned down by Wang Chong, indulging in pleasure.

These fantasies even triggered physical reactions within her. As she became more sensitive, she felt as if ants were crawling inside her, and she began to crave Wang Chong's magic weapon. But she had never actually done "that" with Wang Chong in reality, so why did she feel such a strong desire?

Wang Chong first instructed Jeanne and Artoria to continue searching the room for any clues, thus sending the two away. Then he looked at Irisviel, who was looking down, her face flushed, and she was breathing heavily.

"The pink mist of the Love Elixir is starting to take effect." Wang Chong looked around at the familiar holes, which were constantly releasing gas that could ignite one's most primal desires. Because Irisviel was an artificial human, she was the first to be unable to withstand the effects of the drug.

Chapter 244 The Room You Can't Leave Without Exercise (Part Two)

This is a trap, a trap set for Irisviel, Artoria, and Jeanne d'Arc. From the moment they entered this room, they were already trapped.

The mist of the love potion began to silently permeate every room, slowly being absorbed into the bodies of the three women without their awareness. However, some experienced its effects quickly, while others reacted more slowly. For Irisviel, whose body and mind were already completely immersed in the dream by Wang Chong, the effects were most immediate.

Rather, even without the misty effects of the Love Elixir, just seeing the rules and conditions from earlier had already made Irisviel's mind wander. After all, Mrs. Irisviel hadn't refused what happened this morning; her body and mind had already accepted Wang Chong, and all she needed was a reason to break the ice. And that reason was now right in front of Irisviel.

“No… I have to find a way to persuade Saber and Jeanne… But what kind of status and qualifications do I need to convince them to do this?” Irisviel seemed troubled. She was already ashamed and embarrassed to do this herself, let alone persuade others.

As for Wang Chong, he hoped the time would drag on as long as possible, the better the effect. Of course, to prevent Jeanne and Artoria from noticing anything amiss, Wang Chong had also placed a secret item in this room: the Distortion Domain. Now that it was activated, according to Wang Chong's wishes, not only would no one discover the Love Elixir within the Distortion Domain, but they would also mistake all the feelings they experienced for their truest inner feelings and thoughts.

"How's it going? How's the search progressing?"

After some time, Wang Chong saw Artoria and Joan of Arc return and asked them what was going on.

"No, we've searched everywhere but haven't found any other way out," the two said almost simultaneously.

"As for my side, the letter we just tore up emitted a light, and then the words appeared on the wall behind the bed," Wang Chong said, pointing to the wall behind him.

The two looked up and, sure enough, the rules they had written down were displayed directly on the wall. It seemed that if they didn't follow the rules, they would be trapped here forever and unable to get out.

"These damned bastards, if they have the guts, come out and fight! What are they trying to achieve by using these despicable methods?!" Artoria roared.

"Wang Chong, is there really no way to break this?" Joan of Arc also placed her hopes on Wang Chong at this moment, because as far as magic tricks could be broken, only Wang Chong could do it.

But Wang Chong could only shake his head. Not only was it impossible for him to let them go now, but even if he wanted to, he was powerless to do so. This trap room was like that; you couldn't get out without moving. Even Semiramis had fallen for it before, although Wang Chong later felt it was intentional on Semiramis's part.

"This is a curse, which can only be broken by the caster. Moreover, the more stringent the conditions for its realization, the more pronounced the effect. The rules here are also quite strange; the less intimate the relationship between the caster and the caster, the more difficult it is to break. Conversely, if a couple enters this room, the trap in this room is practically useless. But it is precisely because of this that this trap has an incredibly powerful countermeasure, preventing us from forcibly breaking through the door, let alone breaking the curse."

After Wang Chong finished speaking, he looked at Artoria and said, "Actually, if Artoria were to unleash her Noble Phantasm again, she might actually be able to split that stone door open. But in that case, the energy would completely exceed the room's capacity, and the room would collapse completely. We'd be fine, but for Mrs. Irisviel, I'm afraid..."

"Clearly, the designer of this room had already carefully considered the method of forcibly breaking down the door, linking the upper limit to the upper limit of the energy the room can hold. At present, apart from following the rules, we can only hope that someone outside will discover this room and open the door from the outside."

After Wang Chong finished speaking, he looked at the three women and asked for their opinions.

"Is praying all we can do? Perhaps this is the only option left," Artoria said with a sigh as she sat down on the edge of the bed.

"I only hope that allies are coming, not enemies." Joan of Arc clasped her hands together and began to pray.

"No!" Suddenly, Irisviel vehemently objected. This startled both Artoria and Jeanne, who hadn't expected Irisviel to become so agitated.

"No... what I mean is, if we keep waiting like this, won't we be playing right into the enemy's hands? You know, whether it's Jeanne d'Arc, Saber, or Mr. Wang Chong, you are all among the best Servants. Once we lose the three of you powerful beings, will the rest of us be able to stand a chance against those otherworldly Servants on the other side?" Irisviel finally articulated the future from her dream in a speculative tone.

Joan of Arc's words had just served as a stark reminder to Irisviel. If they simply sat and waited for their doom, they risked being thrust into the doomed timeline, and she absolutely could not allow that to happen.

"But Mrs. Alice, how do you know that if we do that according to the rules, it won't play right into the enemy's hands? Perhaps when we do that, the room or Semiramis's own ability to control the Noble Phantasm will be able to capture the scene and release it during the final battle to shake the will of our people?" Wang Chong asked in a deep voice.

"This..." Hearing Wang Chong's rebuttal, Irisviel was at a loss for what to do. She even looked around involuntarily, fearing that she was being watched.

Wang Chong's rebuttal of Irisviel was also out of caution, to completely clear himself of any suspicion. Furthermore, he wanted to wait until the three of them were a little confused before guiding them to try out the rules.

“However, what Mrs. Alice mentioned is indeed the case. If we continue to be imprisoned here, I'm afraid the Servant War will become very troublesome.” A trace of worry flashed across Jeanne’s face. She was well aware of the battle configuration of both sides. If the three of them were missing, unless that Hero King could preemptively use his most powerful Noble Phantasm, their side would basically not have much of a chance of winning.

"How about we try some simpler rules first?" At this moment, Artoria turned her head and said after staring at the wall full of rules for a long time.

"Try some simple rules?" Upon hearing this, everyone present seemed to be deep in thought.

“Well, since the rules require us to do all of the above, let’s try a few and see if anything changes. Maybe we don’t need to fulfill all the conditions, just fulfilling some will weaken the seal’s effect, and then I might be able to break the door open,” Artoria suggested.

After listening, Wang Chong nodded. He not only agreed with Artoria's suggestion, but also felt that although it differed somewhat from his own plan, it at least made all three of them willing to start experimenting with the rules. Everything is difficult at the beginning, but once they start, they will increasingly cross the line.

“Then… shall we try the two simplest ones first? Hugs and eye contact?” Irisviel asked.

“I have no objection. It mainly depends on what you all think. After all, in some ways, I'm the one who benefits,” Wang Chong said.

“Alright, let’s start then. Since I’m the one who suggested trying first.” Artoria stood up with great composure and walked towards Wang Chong. Without hesitation, Wang Chong opened his arms and embraced Artoria.

"Hmm... how does it feel?" After all, Artoria hadn't tried hugging in a long time, and she was still a little unaccustomed to it.

"I feel a little warm inside. Is it because I'm shy? It's such a long time since I felt this way. I can't believe I'm still shy one day," Artoria thought to herself.

"No...not good at all. Your armor is digging into my chest, Knight King," Wang Chong said with a hint of helplessness.

"Oh... I'm sorry, I forgot about that." Artoria then realized that she was wearing armor while the other person wasn't, which meant that the other person's body was directly in contact with the steel plate. No wonder the other person felt uncomfortable.

Having said that, Artoria removed her protective spirit armor, leaving only her blue attire. Only then did Wang Chong truly appreciate the size of the Type-Moon heroine's figure. Well, while not as full and soft as a Lancer-class heroine, she was still quite well-proportioned.

Chapter 245 The Room You Can't Leave Without Exercise (Part 3)

"Mr. Wang Chong's eyes... I think they're quite beautiful."

Because they had to fulfill two rules simultaneously, the two gazed deeply into each other's eyes during their embrace. For some reason, Artoria felt these were the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen, possessing an indescribable allure that made it impossible for her to look away.

At the same time, Artoria felt her heart beating faster, which puzzled her. What was wrong with her? Why was the frequency of her Dragon Furnace heartbeat increasing?

An indescribable feeling began to sprout in Artoria's heart. Yes, sprouting. In fact, as early as the previous night, due to their conversation about the fate of Britain, Artoria's feelings for Wang Chong had quietly planted a wonderful seed in her heart. And now, under the seemingly brief but very long embrace and gaze, it began to sprout, bringing warmth and warmth.

"This feeling...it's so unfamiliar. I've never had this special feeling since I became king...Could this be love? Do I love the man in front of me?"

Artoria seemed to be stating a fact, or perhaps questioning herself. But she didn't dislike this feeling; it brought her a sense of peace. It was like living carefree at her cousin's house before she drew her sword. She didn't need to think about anything, didn't need to do anything. So light, so peaceful.

"Time's up." At that moment, Artoria felt the embrace that had been holding her suddenly loosen, leaving her with a sense of loss, as if she had fallen from the sky back to the ground. But Artoria was, after all, King Arthur, and her eyes quickly regained some clarity. She asked, "How are things now?"

"It seems like nothing has changed, and the surroundings are the same." Jeanne d'Arc had been observing her surroundings, and when Artoria asked her question, she answered.

"Perhaps it's because it wasn't done with everyone. After all, doesn't it say that everyone has to meet the requirements?" Irisviel said, looking at the last note on the wall.

“Well… then it’s my turn next.” Joan of Arc stepped forward, removing her armor and opening her arms, smiling as she said, “Come on, Lord Wang Chong.”

"You seem to be looking forward to this," Wang Chong said jokingly, then pulled Joan of Arc into his arms.

"Hehe, after all, I've known Wang Chongjun for so long. Maybe I have some feelings for him," Joan of Arc said with a smile.

"No, you're serious." Wang Chong even took a look at Jeanne's favorability and found it was currently around 75 points, a bit short of the 80 points required for liking her. However, this level of favorability could indeed be considered a feeling of liking her, but the liking here was more like friendship than a love between a man and a woman.

"After all, you have to be a little more affectionate, what's wrong? Does Wang Chong get shy too?" Joan of Arc hugged her tightly, a bright smile on her face. Looking at Joan of Arc, who hadn't changed much, Wang Chong couldn't help but sigh, "The saintess truly lives up to her name." Perhaps of everyone, she had received the least effect from the elixir of love.

However… the necessary tactics still needed to be used. A barely perceptible iridescent light flashed in Wang Chong's eyes—the effect of his Enchanting Eye technique. Just now, Wang Chong had used this technique to slowly cultivate Artoria's feelings in a certain direction.

Now, Joan of Arc met the gaze of that pair. For a moment, Joan of Arc's face flushed slightly, and a jumble of thoughts began to arise in her mind.

"Why didn't I realize Wang Chongjun's eyes were so beautiful before? Come to think of it, this is the first time I've been this close to Wang Chongjun... Did Wang Chongjun really mean it when I said I liked him? This is the first time I've ever joked like this... What's wrong with me? Could it be that I've actually fallen for Wang Chongjun?"

Meanwhile, in Wang Chong's eyes of delusion, Joan of Arc's favorability rating started at 75 and steadily climbed to 76, 77... eventually stopping at 79. At this moment, Joan of Arc's breathing became rapid, and her eyes involuntarily narrowed, trying to avoid his gaze. But remembering that the rule-based mission wasn't over yet, she endured it.

Three minutes may seem short, but for Joan of Arc, this moment of introspection and gazing felt like three hours.

"And finally, Mrs. Irisviel, what are your plans?" Wang Chong asked, turning to Irisviel one last time.

“I…I’m fine with it too.” Irisviel naturally agreed, after all, from the very beginning, the one who most wanted to try the rules was the one who knew the future.

Soon, Irisviel arrived before Wang Chong, her arms outstretched, a hint of anticipation in her eyes, as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Wang Chong chuckled inwardly and, without ceremony, embraced Irisviel.

"Ah..." Irisviel let out a soft moan, drawing the attention of Jeanne d'Arc and Artoria. Realizing her moan was inappropriate, Irisviel explained, "I'm sorry, this is the first time I've let anyone... touch me like this."

As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer, and Irisviel realized that her reasons were becoming increasingly unconvincing. Not only had she been hugged countless times in her dreams, but even in reality, she had just had Wang Chong measure her physical measurements this morning; she certainly wasn't experiencing this for the first time.

However, Jeanne and Artoria didn't pay any attention. After hearing Irisviel's explanation, they refocused their attention on the changes around them. Irisviel breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at the man who was holding her tightly.

"Ah... that rich scent. And this familiar embrace. It's exactly the same as in my dream." The moment her eyes met Wang Chong's, Irisviel felt her head start spinning again, but the emotions within her were also completely stirred. Especially after Wang Chong embraced her, Irisviel couldn't help but sway her body up and down, letting her chest soothe his.

"That's it...that feels right. Ah, no, what am I doing? I'm clearly breaking the rules, why am I thinking about those things?" Irisviel couldn't help but start chuckling to herself, but she quickly realized that her body had almost gone berserk, and she couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Calm down, Irisviel, he's not that Mr. Wang Chong from the dream." Though she thought this, Irisviel couldn't sever the pleasure and sense of security emanating from her body. If Artoria's feelings were just beginning to sprout, and Jeanne's were still hazy and unknown, then Irisviel's were now burning fiercely like a raging fire.

With just physical contact, Irisviel felt her desire intensify, just like what had happened to her that morning. Her body grew hotter and hotter, and even her secret flower garden began to moisten, with droplets silently trickling down.

Finally, just as Irisviel was about to give up, the three minutes were up. Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chong, like the previous two, immediately released Irisviel.

"Ha...ha..." Irisviel's face turned very red, which prompted Artoria to ask what was wrong. However, Irisviel obviously blamed herself, saying that she was just too shy and there was nothing wrong with her.

"Look! The words on the wall have changed!" Joan of Arc's voice suddenly rang out.

Hearing Joan's words, everyone looked at the wall and, sure enough, things had changed. The first rule of eye contact and the second rule of embracing, which they had just tried, had been crossed out, leaving only three rules.