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

Chapter 246 The Room You Can't Leave Without Exercise (Part 4)

Seeing the changes in the rules on the wall, everyone was delighted. At least one thing was confirmed: following the conditions on the wall would indeed lead to escape. Wang Chong closed his eyes, pretending to sense the internal barrier, and then said, "Hmm, the binding force of that spell has indeed weakened considerably. Knight King, try checking if the gate's resistance has decreased?"

Upon hearing this, Artoria immediately nodded, picked up Excalibur, and unleashed a powerful burst of magic once more. Jeanne, to protect Irisviel, also activated her Noble Phantasm to avoid being harmed by the magical shockwave from Artoria's attack on the gate.

"Drink—ah!"

A loud shout rang out, and the holy sword, radiating brilliant light, unleashed a high-energy magical reaction, slamming directly into the door. The powerful magical reaction instantly swept through the entire room, sending many chains flying and crashing into Jeanne d'Arc's Noble Phantasm barrier. Fortunately, they were all deflected without causing any serious damage.

The entire room was trembling, and some grit was leaking from the cracked walls and ceiling. Wang Chong glanced at the pink mist with some concern. He noticed that several holes were leaking large amounts of pink gas due to the impact, which would speed up the drug's effects.

In Wang Chong's view, this was not a good thing. Rapidly changing emotions would only be noticed as something was amiss. Even with the distortion of thought and the previous adjustments made beyond Heaven, the unusual emotional shifts would still be apparent. Fortunately, because Joan of Arc had activated her barrier, the pink gas that had just been emitted couldn't reach inside it.

"I'll have to figure out a way to block it later. Fortunately, the Distortion Domain distorted their vision from the beginning, preventing them from seeing those pink gases," Wang Chong thought to himself.

Just as Wang Chong had finished thinking, Artoria walked over with a somewhat unpleasant expression. Seeing this, Jeanne deactivated her Noble Phantasm and asked, "How is it?"

“Absolutely not, that door shows no sign of weakening at all. And I’ve discovered something very serious… I finally understand why I felt familiar with this door; it’s the aura of Camelot,” Artoria said slowly.

“Camelot? Your home?” Wang Chong asked.

“That’s right… Although I don’t know where they got the materials from, there’s no doubt that this door will be as impenetrable as the walls of Camelot. It can absorb magic and is extremely defensive. Even I have to unleash all my power to break through this door. But in that case, this room definitely won’t be able to hold up.” Artoria shook her head and said.

"Doesn't that mean we have to complete all the rules to break through this door? Was what we just did meaningless?" Joan of Arc's face clouded over upon hearing this.

“Let’s try again… let’s try the next set of rules.” At this moment, Irisviel stepped forward and said seriously, “If we wait here, we might not only fail to get help from our teammates, but we might also encounter the enemy. Our fate is now in our own hands. Since the enemy wants to trap us in this way, we must not give in to their wishes.”

After saying this, Irisviel took a deep breath, whether speaking to the people in front of her or to herself, a hint of anxiety flashing in her eyes, and said, "I can't wait here any longer. If this is the only option, I'm willing to do it!"

Irisviel knew very well that, given the circumstances, the only way to change the future in the dream and avert Fuyuki City's destruction was for her to lead the charge herself. But... was Irisviel's urgent action truly driven entirely by selflessness?

"Irisviel... isn't this too much of a burden for you?" Artoria hadn't expected Irisviel to be the first to choose to continue doing those things. She thought that among the three women, Irisviel would be the one most unable to accept this.

Joan of Arc already harbored strong feelings for Wang Chong, a fact Artoria could discern. As for herself, from the moment she became queen, she was able to relinquish personal emotions, so she was prepared to only act as a last resort. Besides, she was practically a Heroic Spirit; what did she have to care about such things?

"I have to do this... not only for this victory, but also for my own little selfish reasons. I'm sorry..." Irisviel finally admitted that her little thoughts were becoming uncontrollable due to the excessive fog. She felt it was her own problem, and that she had become uncontrollable after touching Wang Chong's body.

“Sigh… Mrs. Alice is desperate to save her daughter. Wang Chong, what do you think? Didn’t you just disagree? You even said that it’s possible that under Semiramis’s surveillance, the other side is deliberately waiting for us to make this mistake.” Joan of Arc looked at Wang Chong, asking for his opinion.

“Now that things have come to this, if I were to continue trying to stop her, it would only be a disgrace to Mrs. Alice’s resolve and will. However…” Wang Chong paused, then waved his hand, and a large amount of black mist spread from his body, filling the entire room. For a moment, apart from the three people who were very close and a large bed, everything around was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

"Could it be that you want to?" Upon seeing the surrounding black mist, Joan of Arc immediately understood what Wang Chong was planning to do.

“Yes, within my black mist, no one can gain the corresponding vision without my permission. This way, the outside world won't be able to sense what we're doing inside. Moreover, if you're concerned about other people's views, I can also use the black mist to help conceal them,” Wang Chong said slowly.

His words, entirely considerate of the three women, instantly increased their goodwill towards Wang Chong. Seeing the surrounding darkness, Irisviel unexpectedly found herself in a place that overlapped with the location of her dream. And seeing Wang Chong shrouded in black mist, her body reacted like Pavlov's dog, her desire growing ever stronger.

Wang Chong, after unleashing the black mist, effectively controlled the damaged fragrance nozzles, reducing the intensity of the Love Elixir's mist spray. Looking at Irisviel, seeing the burning desire in her eyes, he knew she was fully aroused, and a wicked smile, the kind that only appeared in dreams, crept onto his face.

The moment Irisviel saw it, she felt as if her heart had been struck, and she couldn't help but tremble.

"Then... Madam, do you need me to help you block the view from here?" Wang Chong asked at this moment.

"Hmm...hmm." Irisviel nodded silently, then climbed onto the bed.

“You two, while we’re out of sight, take this time to calm down and think things through before making a decision. The rules apply to everyone, and I don’t know if things will be fine immediately after you finish with Mrs. Alice. In that case, you’ll probably have to face the same choice,” Wang Chong said, looking at Artoria and Jeanne.

“As for me… there’s no problem. If this is the only solution, I will do it. And I don’t dislike you, Mr. Wang Chong.” Artoria had seen everything Wang Chong had just done, and she admired his gentlemanly behavior. Therefore, she was willing to follow the rules.

"As for me... I might need to talk to Leticia. Although any damage or changes I cause while possessed won't affect Miss Leticia's original body, I am, after all, possessing Leticia's body, so I need to ask for her opinion." Jeanne understood that since someone had already started, she could only prepare herself, and the only thing she needed to consider was Leticia's feelings.

Wang Chong nodded, then with a flick of his black mist, he and Irisviel lost sight of the bed and themselves. The two also stepped back a few paces, not wanting to disturb Wang Chong and Irisviel's next task.

"Madam." At this moment, Wang Chong sat down close to Irisviel, gazing at her, and then moved closer. Seeing Wang Chong approach, she couldn't help but swallow, her eyes narrowing slightly. She raised her head, gesturing for Wang Chong to kiss her.

“Madam…you’ve actually been looking forward to this moment, haven’t you?” Suddenly, Wang Chong bypassed Irisviel, came close to her ear, and spoke in a voice only Irisviel could hear.

"He...he...he found out...found out...heh, he found out!" Upon hearing Wang Chong's words, an indescribable panic and an incredibly twisted, dark emotion were unleashed. Irisviel looked at Wang Chong's profile, her eyes filled with the flames of desire and a distorted, greedy lust. Irisviel...was already corrupted.

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Author's note: It's finally officially started! I feel like I'll get scolded if I delay any longer QAQ.

Chapter 247 Leaving? Whatever, I just want to exercise (Part 1)

While Wang Chong and his group were trapped in the room, the other Masters were also putting on their own battles. Gilgamesh continued walking forward arrogantly, then suddenly stopped, looked ahead, and said disdainfully, "You clowns, you'd better come out yourself. Otherwise, I won't even give you a chance to have some fun."

"Oh dear, what an arrogant and conceited fellow. Coming all alone, I wonder if he'll be able to leave here alive, hehe." At this moment, a girl's voice echoed throughout the space, making it impossible to determine the source of the voice.

"Fool, do you think you can fool me with such tricks?" Gilgamesh unleashed various treasures of the Lord's Treasury around him, which then began to sweep around him.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

Just as Gilgamesh was about to unleash his Noble Phantasm, a purple light screen appeared above him, and then a barrage of light arrows rained down on Gilgamesh on the ground.

"The Bow of the Dark Sky (Tauropolos) – The Dark Sky Eclipse (Tauropolos Skia Thermokrasia)!!"

A sharp female voice rang out from above, and a dark figure was seen moving around the room, dodging Gilgamesh's newly fired Noble Phantasm while preparing to draw his bow and unleash it again.

"Damn it, do you really think this thing can hurt me?" Gilgamesh aimed the Gate of Babylon at the barrage of light above, and countless Noble Phantasms shot towards those light arrows, preparing to shatter them.

"Gravity Field!" Just then, the girl's voice rang out, followed by the entire floor lighting up with the light of a magic circle. Gilgamesh's body suddenly sank, and he almost knelt down before being caught off guard. The Noble Phantasms that were shot into the sky were also hindered in their upward momentum by the suddenly increased gravity and were ultimately shot down by these light arrows.

"You...you dare to make me kneel, you bastard, how dare you!" Gilgamesh stomped his foot, and the ground cracked open. Holding a shield in one hand to block the light arrows, and an axe in the other, he charged directly at Atalanta.

The berserker, who should have been engaged in melee combat, was constantly firing arrows, while the archer, who should have been shooting from a distance, picked up an axe and chased after the melee fighter in a frenzied state. For a moment, it seemed as if their classes had been switched, creating a strangely comical effect.

"Hehehe... The strongest Servant? I won't let you hurt my prince." Sajō Ayaka slowly emerged from the shadows, looking at Gilgamesh who was furiously chasing Atalanta, a bright smile curving her lips.

However, poor Aika Sajou, despite her many efforts, ultimately gave her heart in vain. After all, the prince she's currently longing for is, in a sense, cheating on her. Oh, it seems the two haven't officially confirmed their relationship yet, well, never mind.

……

Inside that room, amidst the thick black fog, the sounds of kissing echoed. At that moment, both Artoria and Jeanne blushed, their mouths going dry from hearing the lewd sounds.

Although the black mist obscured their vision, it did not block out sound. Therefore, both of them could hear the sounds of Wang Chong and Irisviel's somewhat passionate kiss.

"Anyone who didn't know better... would think Alice and Mr. Wang Chong were a couple. This is really... is it necessary to kiss so intensely? Isn't it enough to just go through the motions? Or is it that... that kind of thing is just very pleasurable once it's done?"

Artoria has zero sexual experience to date, and has never even tasted a kiss. It's natural for her to have such thoughts.

"Haha... This is really something. So, Leticia, have you decided yet?" Jeanne listened to the commotion outside, a forced smile on her face, before continuing to seek Leticia's opinion in her mind.

Regardless of what Artoria, Jeanne, or even Leticia thought, Irisviel was now more excited than ever before. She didn't understand why she had become like this; dreams were dreams, and reality was reality. But in this dim environment, she could no longer distinguish between dreams and reality.

"Mmm... Chum..."

Irisviel's mouth was slightly open, revealing her pink, fragrant tongue, welcoming Wang Chong's advances. Her soft tongue was freely stirred by the man's, and all the saliva in her mouth was sucked away. As time passed, she gradually succumbed to this sweet sensation, her body slowly softening.

"Ah... um... ha ah..." Irisviel's breathing became more and more rapid, her eyes glazed as she looked at Wang Chong, who was so close to her. She stretched out her arms and hugged his neck tightly, nestling herself completely in his arms.

"Mmm..." Wang Chong felt a surge of inexplicable accomplishment as he sensed his wife's passionate response. He gently stroked Irisviel's smooth, long hair, as if tenderly promising not to hurt her. His tongue swept over every sensitive spot, sending shivers down Irisviel's spine.

"Ugh... um..." Irisviel let out a muffled moan. Her head was spinning, and she couldn't think straight. The only thing she could feel was the waves of pleasure between her lips and teeth, and the comforting warmth of the embrace.

As Wang Chong kissed her, he quietly loosened the shackles on her hands. He knew this was the perfect opportunity to make Irisviel take the initiative. Sure enough, the moment she was freed, Irisviel clung to him like an octopus, as if afraid he would suddenly disappear.

Wang Chong chuckled inwardly, his free hands now busy at work. His fingers deftly unbuttoned Irisviel's blouse, then slowly slid inside, caressing her full, firm breasts.

"Ah..." Irisviel shivered suddenly, then closed her eyes in pleasure. Wang Chong liked Irisviel's reaction very much and continued to tease her body, completely igniting her passion.

"Haa~ Haa~~"

After a passionate kiss that lasted several minutes, the two finally separated. However, the taste of the other lingered in their mouths, and their expressions revealed an even stronger desire.

Looking at Wang Chong's handsome face, Irisviel's eyes gradually became hazy, and she seemed to fall into a state of madness. The extremely chaotic dream and the tyrannical and evil man in the dream appeared in her mind.

"Well!"

Suddenly, Irisviel hugged Wang Chong tightly, clinging to him like an octopus, constantly seeking his warmth and breath.

At this moment, under the influence of the love potion, the reenactment of the scene, and Wang Chong's teasing, Irisviel had completely lost her rationality. Her mind was filled with those incredibly shameful dream images, and she seemed to be completely immersed in them, unable to extricate herself.

"Hoo hoo... Madam, are you alright?"

Wang Chong chuckled, reached out and stroked Irisviel's back, whispering words of comfort. To Artoria and Joan of Arc, however, it was just another perfectly normal expression of concern.

However, Irisviel couldn't listen to a word. Her eyes were filled with pink light, her face was flushed, and she stared intently at Wang Chong, a strange smile playing on her lips.

"Hehehe... Of course I'm fine... very fine."

As she spoke, Irisviel suddenly pounced on Wang Chong, entangled with him once again, and kissed him passionately.

This time, their kiss was exceptionally rough and intense. Irisviel's tongue entwined freely with Wang Chong's thick tongue, drawing all of his saliva into her mouth and swallowing it greedily. At the same time, Irisviel's delicate hands were also busy, roaming over Wang Chong's chest, abdomen, and buttocks, wantonly kneading his body.

"Haa~ Haa~"

The two kissed and caressed each other, filling the room with an ambiguous atmosphere, which made Artoria and Jeanne, who had been listening, increasingly breathless.

"It seems that Madam is fully engaged... Well then... shall we get down to business?"

Wang Chong slowly released Irisviel, looked down at her, and spoke with a gentlemanly and sincere tone that made no sense, but his eyes were full of teasing and anticipation.

Irisviel clearly noticed Wang Chong's change as well. She raised her head, looked directly at Wang Chong, and her eyes were full of infatuation and longing.

"Come on... hurry up... I've been waiting... ugh!"

Irisviel's words were full of allure and charm, radiating an irresistible temptation. However, before she could finish speaking, Wang Chong stopped her with a finger. He wouldn't let her speak so offensively from the start, lest it arouse suspicion from Artoria and Jeanne, who weren't fully engaged yet.

Wang Chong's lips curled into a wicked smile as he reached out and stroked Irisviel's cheek, whispering, "Don't rush, madam, let's take it slow... I promise, I'll give you a wonderful experience."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Chong forcefully pushed Irisviel down onto the bed, devouring the meal before him like a ravenous beast. Irisviel let out seductive moans, completely immersed in Wang Chong's onslaught, unable to extricate herself.

Wang Chong's actions grew increasingly bold. He slowly unbuttoned Irisviel's white leather coat, revealing a black bodysuit underneath. His hands slid down her shoulders, feeling the warmth and texture of her skin beneath the fabric. Finally, he unzipped the black bodysuit and slowly peeled it off.

Irisviel moved her hips in sync with Wang Chong's movements, making it easier for him to remove her clothes. Soon, a pair of long, slender, fair legs were exposed to the air, clad in knee-high black stockings that outlined their alluring curves. Wang Chong couldn't resist reaching out to touch them, feeling the silky smooth texture beneath his palm.

"Ah...no...there..." Irisviel gasped, her legs instinctively clamping together. Wang Chong didn't stop; instead, he kneaded her even more brazenly. His hands moved upwards along the stockings, all the way to the base of her thighs.

Irisviel's body trembled slightly, and her breathing became increasingly rapid. Wang Chong sensed her reaction, and a smile crept onto his lips. His fingers lightly traced Irisviel's private parts through her underwear, sending another shiver down her spine.

“Don’t be afraid, my lady. I will love you dearly,” Wang Chong whispered in Irisviel’s ear, his hot breath brushing against her skin. Irisviel was already lost in passion; she closed her eyes and let Wang Chong do as he pleased.

Wang Chong gently pulled down Irisviel's panties, revealing a breathtaking sight. He bent down, carefully observing the beautiful garden before him. The delicate pink petals were slightly open, nectar overflowing from them, emitting an alluring fragrance.

"So beautiful," Wang Chong murmured to himself, his fingers gently tracing the outline of the petals. Irisviel tensed involuntarily, gripping the sheets tightly. Wang Chong, however, was in no hurry to get to the point; his fingers continued to linger around the petals, occasionally touching them lightly.

"Ah...please...don't torture me anymore..." Irisviel said, but her legs spread even wider. She knew that if she uttered such pleading words, the other person would only become more wanton towards her, just like in that dream.

Chapter 248 Leaving? Whatever, I just want to exercise (Part Two)

"Where...where am I?" Weber yawned, then felt a headache coming on, felt dizzy, and his stomach was churning, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Kid, you're finally awake." Then a familiar voice rang out from around him. Waver knew it was his Servant, Rider. Waver rubbed his eyes. He felt the surroundings were very noisy and chaotic. The environment was also very bright, like daytime.

"Is it dawn yet? yawn... Did I take a nap?" Webber said, trying to get up. Then, Webber saw the head of a dragon, with open fangs and flames rising from deep in its throat.

"Eh—Eh!!!"

Startled awake by the visual impact, Webber was about to cry for help when a flash of sword light appeared, and the dragon's head was severed, blood splattering all over Webber's face.

"Wh...what's going on! Wait, I was drunk earlier. So what's happening now!?" Waver, having survived the ordeal, remembered his previous memories and hurriedly shouted at Iskandar, who was wielding a greatsword beside him.

“Isn’t it obvious? The enemy has arrived, and we’re fighting them. And they’re old acquaintances.” Iskandar turned his head and pointed ahead.

Waver stood up, only then realizing that he was already in the Reality Marble set up by Iskandar, and the enemy opposite him was indeed an old acquaintance—Jeanne d'Arc Alter and the wyvern squad she led.

"What...what the hell are these?!" Then, Weber looked down and discovered something even more terrifying. Numerous powerful magical beasts had appeared on the ground, and even the legendary Hydra had appeared on the battlefield, spewing out large amounts of poisonous mist and reaping the lives of the soldiers.

"This time, the enemy can be said to have come prepared. After fighting those dragon squads three times in a row, my warriors and I have found ways to counter them. Unfortunately, the enemy won't use the same tactics repeatedly. This time, the dragons' attacks are insignificant, serving more as cover. The main damage output comes from the ground monsters and that nine-headed creature that spews out large amounts of poison gas."

Iskandar's expression also turned extremely serious; it seemed the current situation was incredibly difficult to overcome. Weber, upon hearing this, took a deep breath. He knew this battle would be extremely tough, but they had to win.

“Do whatever you want, Rider,” Webber said, a determined glint in his eyes.

"Heh, though you can't hold your liquor, you've at least shown some spirit, kid." Iskandar turned his head and said with a smile after hearing the firm voice.

"I refuse to accept the question about alcohol tolerance!" Weber retorted angrily.

Meanwhile, Jeanne Alter remained still, silently watching the monsters and soldiers fight, conserving her strength. However, her expression showed extreme displeasure, and several times she seemed ready to unleash her fury.

"At this point in time, I'm afraid that Master has already started eating them. Tsk, the thought of him taking them down is really annoying. But... hmph, at least he's behind me in line." Jeanne Alter thought irritably. Her current goal was simply to hold off these Servants and give her Master enough time to take down Jeanne, Artoria, and Irisviel.

……

"Ah...please...stop torturing me..."

Irisviel's voice trembled with a sob, her body shaking uncontrollably from unfulfilled desire. Wang Chong, however, remained unmoved, continuing his slow, deliberate teasing. Of course, Irisviel's voice was somewhat out of character, so Wang Chong had to use his Distortion Domain to modify it.

However, as long as Wang Chong controls the extent of his emotional fluctuations, Joan of Arc and Artoria will gradually accept Irisviel's awakened nature through subtle influence. Furthermore, when it's their turn, they will fully understand why Irisviel makes those joyful sounds.

“Don’t rush, madam. We have plenty of time.” Wang Chong then refocused his attention on Irisviel, speaking with a light laugh. His fingers finally probed deep inside, eliciting a satisfied sigh from Irisviel.