The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

Arriving at an open space, Wang Chong pulled out a Noble Phantasm from his body: the Distant Utopia. Wang Chong tapped the Noble Phantasm, cleared his throat, and said, "Merlin? Old thief Merlin? Magical Merry? Are you coming out? If you don't, I'll go complain to your king."

"Hey, my little brother, stop knocking. I'm here right now." A voice sounded in the air, and then an old flower thief with a helpless face appeared among the petals.

"You promised to solve King Arthur's problem, but I called you for a long time, but you didn't come out for a long time, and you were so dithering. The one in black told me that if you don't solve it this time, she will rush into Avalon and whip you with a curry stick." Wang Chong said angrily.

"After all, it's time to sleep now. You know that people like us in the Nightmare Clan love to absorb things that can bring me joy from other people's dreams. This is also our way of survival." Merlin said with a smile.

"It's fine for a pure-blooded Nightmare to do this... You're half-human, half-nightmare, are you sure you want to use this excuse? Why don't we go to the Black King Arthur first and explain the reason." Wang Chong said, grabbing Merlin and taking him to Altria.

"Hey, don't. If you have something to discuss, you can talk about it. Don't always lead me to my king. It's the middle of the night, and my king needs to get some rest." Merlin's face suddenly drooped, and he quickly advised.

"Discuss? Sure. Just do me one extra favor later. Let's go to the dungeon and see your king first. We'll have to resolve everything there." With that, Wang Chong pulled Merlin in another direction. Merlin's face was grimacing. It seemed like he had to see his king no matter what, right?

……

Arriving in the dungeon, Merlin took a quick look and found it to be nothing more than an ordinary bedroom. A specific magic ritual had been set up to incapacitate the Heroic Spirits within, preventing them from releasing their Noble Phantasms. Furthermore, the gates were reinforced with a magic circle to make them stronger.

Afterwards, Merlin met his own King Arthur. Seeing Altria, now incredibly weak and no different from an ordinary little girl, Merlin sighed. He had witnessed Altria's battle tonight and knew that Altria had reached a crucial stage. It was time to resolve the knot in her heart.

"The person who tied the bell must untie it... She herself is largely responsible for this knot in her heart, but you are also closely related. Merlin, it's time for you to give a satisfactory explanation to your Knight King." Wang Chong said lightly.

"Altria's current mental state meets the requirements. She needs someone to give her a push to overcome her inner struggles. Your dream ability is capable of doing just that. Once she resolves her inner struggles, you can tell her the truth about the Holy Grail War and about me. Of course, how you tell the story is up to you. Whether you exaggerate, stay true to the facts, or just come up with something bizarre for fun, it's up to you."

"My king's knot in his heart will definitely be resolved. But don't let your imagination run wild, little brother. I will tell you the truth about the Holy Grail War and your affairs. I don't have any other advantages except that I am honest." Merlin said with a smile.

"I don't believe you at all. You're an old man who has lived for a thousand years and you're so bad." Wang Chong curled his lips. He was not worried that Merlin would say nonsense, because he knew very well that Artoria would not believe the old thief's words. She knew Merlin better than himself. If she believed three or four points, the old thief would have to burn incense to his ancestors.

The reason he had Merlin repeat it was to prepare Altria and pave the way for her to be desensitized, so she wouldn't get too emotional after learning of his betrayal and deception. It would also be easier for him to convince Altria.

"So, can I start now?" Merlin asked.

"Don't be impatient. It's your job to untie the Knight King's knot. But Merlin, don't forget, you just promised me to do one extra thing. Let's do it first, it won't be too late later." After Wang Chong finished speaking, he grabbed Merlin and began to walk deeper into the dungeon. After going down several stairs, they finally arrived at the dungeon room where Joan of Arc was imprisoned.

"This?" Merlin showed a strange expression as he looked at Joan of Arc who was still in a coma.

"Although Jeanne has temporarily fallen into a coma due to the effects of Semiramis's sleeping toxin, I am worried about the Heroic Spirit's methods. As a Ruler, I wonder if she has any countermeasures. Therefore, I need you to create a simple dream to help me temporarily put Jeanne into a sleep until she wakes up in the morning. How do you think?" Wang Chong said.

Wang Chong could actually create something like a dream, but that required him to use the black mist to infect the target individual to a certain degree. Just like Irisviel, the Lesser Holy Grail was directly connected to the source of the black mist in his Fuyuki Greater Holy Grail, allowing him to control it.

Therefore, if Wang Chong wanted to repeat his trick on Jeanne as he had done to Irisviel, he would have to use the black mist to corrode her now. However, he might wake her up, so it would be better to let Merlin use his nightmare powers to keep her asleep.

"Well...if I create a dream for a servant with the willpower level of Jeanne, I'm afraid she will find out, right?" Merlin said with some embarrassment.

"You're at a level where you can control Tima for a long time in a dream, and you have the nerve to act weak in front of me?" Wang Chong complained inwardly, then said, "Then you can keep Jeanne asleep without creating a dream, right?"

"That's not difficult. After all, it's natural to sleep after dark." Merlin waved the flower wand in his hand. A few petals circled around Jeanne before returning to Merlin's hand. He made a "yeah" gesture and said, "Done."

"Okay, then I'll leave the persuasion of the Knight King to you." Wang Chong checked Joan of Arc's mental state and confirmed that she had fallen into a deep sleep. He nodded and said.

"Can I just control the dream without going in?"

"No! You have to pay back the debt you owe in person. Beating you up is not enough. And if I'm not mistaken, your current body is not your real one. You are such a coward." Wang Chong patted Merlin's shoulder vigorously, then grabbed him and walked upstairs to where Altria was imprisoned.

"Even if it's not my real body, I can still feel pain, just like now - it hurts! Good brother, please stop pinching me. Can't I go and apologize to him in person?" Merlin said in pain.

……

After sending Merlin off on his mission, Wang Chong returned to the residential area. However, he did not immediately enter Irisviel's room, but instead went to Illya's room.

At this moment, Illya was sleeping soundly, hugging her brown bear stuffed pillow. However, due to her awkward sleeping posture, she had kicked off the quilt. Wang Chong picked up the quilt and covered Illya again. Then, Wang Chong gently tapped Illya's head, and a wisp of black mist entered Illya's mind.

Illya's brow furrowed slightly, but it quickly relaxed, unnoticed. Due to her magic training and close proximity to Wang Chong, Illya already possessed a certain amount of black mist power, so her body didn't reject the black mist Wang Chong had bestowed upon her.

"Alright, everything's ready." Wang Chong chuckled, then left the room, slowly closing the door behind him. Tonight, no matter who you are, you will have a "good dream" all your own.

Chapter 306: What’s wrong with the dream world?

Groggy and hazy, Irisviel opened her beautiful eyes again and looked at the extremely dark and familiar environment around her. She couldn't help but smile bitterly. What was the point of coming back here now?

Yes, this time, Irisviel knew she had fallen asleep again, entering that recurring dream. She had thought, through that dream, that she had found a way to unlock the future. She had even become aware of it, striving to avoid that shattered future.

But fate seemed to play a joke on her. She had indeed successfully broken the constraints of the room. But the result was a devastating gale that easily destroyed all her efforts. Even her beloved daughter died in that gale... and she was powerless to do anything.

Whenever she recalled these things, Irisviel's pain would resurface and she couldn't vent it. It felt like her heart was being cut into pieces. She sometimes wondered why she still had consciousness, why she had to face these painful memories, why she had to live in such pain...

"Yes, isn't this hell? Hell... If I return to hell, I can see Illya again... Yes, this is hell. Illya! Illya!" Irisviel suddenly realized this. She remembered that she had seen Illya in her last dream. Now that she had returned to her dream, where had Illya gone?

"Illya! Illya... uh." As Irisviel continued to call out, she suddenly felt something hit her buttocks. Irisviel turned around, her eyes instantly moistening. Her hands trembled uncontrollably. She wanted to reach out, but she was afraid she would accidentally destroy the object in front of her.

"Bang...bang...ma...mom?"

I saw a petite figure repeatedly hitting Irisviel's body with its head. Although it was as blurry as a ghost, Irisviel was all too familiar with its shape and features. Coupled with the familiar voice calling out to it, Irisviel could no longer restrain herself. She turned around, leaned over, hugged the petite figure, and cried out:

"Illya... I'm sorry... Illya..."

The ghost figure, resembling Illya's figure, simply tilted its head, as if it had no idea what Irisviel was doing. It simply relied on its original instincts, bumping into Irisviel and calling out, "Mom...Mom?"

After hearing Illya's call, Irisviel only cried even louder, venting her emotions. However, Irisviel was unaware that her cries had once again brought her into danger.

There were several evil spirits who were attracted by Irisviel's voice, especially the negative emotions that Irisviel expressed, which looked like the finest delicacies in their eyes. These ghosts first approached slowly, and when Irisviel entered their attack range, they let out a roar, and then rushed directly towards Irisviel and killed her.

Although Irisviel was crying excitedly, she still paid attention to the situation outside. After she heard the roar of the ghosts, she remembered that there were not only herself and Illya in hell, but also those terrible ghosts.

"Illya! Run!" Irisviel, sensing the danger, immediately let go of Illya and urged her to escape. She turned around and opened her arms, trying to use herself to hold back these ghosts.

But soon Irisviel found herself struck again by Illya's backside. She then realized that Illya, now a demon, had no wisdom at all. She couldn't understand what she was saying, nor did she know how to dodge.

"Whatever...even if it's just a dream, let mom protect you once in the dream." Thinking of this, Irisviel blocked Illya behind her, and faced the ghosts that were about to eat her body, she closed her eyes.

"Qiangqiang-"

Suddenly, several sounds of breaking through the air were heard, but the imagined gnawing pain did not come. Irisviel opened her eyes and saw the back that had given her peace of mind countless times. He was waving the iconic green sword and eliminating the ghosts one by one.

"Mr. Wang Chong..." Irisviel couldn't remember this being the first time this man had saved her, whether in reality or in a dream. She probably wouldn't be able to repay him in her lifetime. Yet, Irisviel wished he hadn't saved her when she fell from the sky. Then, she wouldn't have to live in such pain.

"It's okay now, ma'am. Apart from the three of us, these should be the last few resentful souls. From now on, we have completely cleared out the resentful souls in the entire Fuyuki City." At this time, after Wang Chong completely transformed those resentful souls, he turned around and looked at Irisviel, speaking with a somewhat relaxed tone.

"Eh? Finished cleaning?" A trace of confusion flashed across Alice's face.

"Well, thanks to Madam's help, using that... ahem, anyway, the plan went smoothly. For a long time, no vengeful spirits were attracted, and I regained consciousness once again. Afterwards, to see if any remaining ghosts would appear, I left behind a black mist that could return at any time, and then left to search for any remaining vengeful spirits. Madam, you also wanted to be alone with your daughter for a while, so I left first."

After hearing Wang Chong's account of what had happened before, Irisviel also noticed that she was no longer naked and had put on her clothes again, as if nothing had happened.

"Is this the end?" Irisviel couldn't help but murmur.

"Yes, I'm also a little moved. We actually accomplished this great feat. Everyone has been successfully purified. Now, we can peacefully enter the cycle of reincarnation." Wang Chong finished speaking, looking at Irisviel and her daughter Illya behind her. "Of course, if you still want to spend some time with your daughter, I don't mind. However, I still hope you can make some decisions as soon as possible. The dead cannot be resurrected. This is true for us, and for her as well."

"Oh... I understand." Irisviel nodded involuntarily. Wang Chong didn't say much. He found a spot with his back to Irisviel and said, "Okay, you guys continue. If you feel uncomfortable, I can move away... Madam?"

Suddenly, Wang Chong felt a pair of soft, elastic hands on his back. Irisviel was actually hugging him from behind. Even Irisviel herself was a little surprised by what she was doing. What was wrong with her? Why was she hugging her so suddenly?

"Because you don't want it to end, right?" Faintly, Irisviel seemed to hear the voice deep in her heart.

"Don't want... it to end?"

"Yes, here is your favorite man and your most beloved daughter. Even if this is just your dream, don't you want to stay here for a while longer? Are you willing to watch this dream end dryly?" The voice in his heart said as if responding to his own question.

"But... these are all fake after all... these are just a dream." Irisviel couldn't help but say to herself.

"Haha, so what if it's fake? So what if it's real? Is it necessarily good if it's real?" The voice in my heart giggled. It was obviously my own voice, but it sounded so weird.

"What's wrong with the dream world? Reality is too cruel and will only make the emptiness inside you grow bigger."

"The void...is getting bigger and bigger." Irisviel's heart couldn't help but tremble again. She remembered the feeling of powerlessness and heartbreak when she learned of Illya's death and the people she knew left her one after another.

"You should also understand that if you return to reality, your daughter won't come back. On the contrary, here, even if she is confused, she will always be with you, right?" The voice continued, "Besides, he is here too. You have already confirmed your relationship in reality, right? What does it matter in a dream? You can't let go in the dream, right? Or do you no longer want to feel his embrace?"

"No...it's not like that. It's just that dreams must end, right?" Irisviel didn't know what she was refusing. She just felt that every time she heard the strange voice in her heart, she became more and more eager to do something.

"Wake up eventually? Who stipulated that? The dream is your own. As long as you want, you can indulge in this dream forever. In other words, you wake up only because your heart desires to wake up. So... telling me now is also telling yourself, do you want this dream to end so that you can return to that cruel reality?" That voice was like a wake-up call, hitting Irisviel's heart heavily.

"what should I do?"

"Aren't you already doing it?" The voice opened its mouth like a seductive voice, and spoke to Irisviel and also to Wang Chong who was being held by it, "Mr. Wang Chong... can you hug me again?"

【沉沦之眼：爱丽丝菲尔当前沉沦值：98%…99%；爱丽丝菲尔当前好感度：90…91…92…】

Chapter 307: Illya is still here

"Bah... ahh..."

A dull sound echoed throughout the dark space, and "Illya" on the side was looking at everything in front of her with her head tilted, as if trying to understand what was happening at the moment.

After Irisviel said that, Wang Chong didn't hesitate much. He turned around and embraced Irisviel. As the two of them felt each other's warmth, and the temperature began to rise, Irisviel took the initiative to put her arms around Wang Chong's neck and kissed him directly.

The two embraced each other, time seemingly standing still at that moment. Wang Chong greedily absorbed Irisviel's scent, as if wanting to rub her into his body. And Irisviel was completely immersed in this long-lost intimate contact, forgetting the pain and cruelty of reality.

Their tongues intertwined, their saliva exchanged, each movement filled with silent love. Irisviel wrapped her arms around Wang Chong's neck, hugging him tightly, as if to melt him into her body. Wang Chong's hands roamed over her back, gently caressing it and offering her endless comfort.

As their passion intensified, their rationality gradually faded. Irisviel's cheeks flushed, her eyes blurred, and she let out a low moan. Wang Chong felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen, and desire ignited in his heart.

It was unknown how long they kissed before they parted. Irisviel's face flushed, her allure still hinting at a hint of shyness, like a young girl. This was one reason Wang Chong couldn't let go of Irisviel. Only Irisviel could combine the qualities of a young woman and a wife.

"It's quite sudden, isn't it... Mr. Wang Chong. I'm so sorry... I've felt like I've fallen in love with you, and I can't even leave you..." Irisviel held Wang Chong's face in her hands and said, "I know it's strange for me to say this... Actually, everything that's happening now is just a dream. It doesn't matter if Fuyuki is burned down or anything else. The real Holy Grail War has only just ended on the fourth night."

Wang Chong didn't seem surprised at all. He simply nodded and listened attentively to Irisviel's next words. And after the previous inner questioning and the intimacy she had just had, Irisviel had finally made a choice. She wanted to indulge in this world, to forget the pain of reality and escape into this dream world.

"Everyone... is gone. My daughter, Saber, and Miss Jeanne... are all gone. In this world, just like here, there are only you and me left."

"So, this was all a dream. At least here, I saw Saber return to her original place, and I saw Miss Jeanne, who was impersonating Leticia... and most importantly, you and Illya are both here." Irisviel rested her head on Wang Chong's chest, feeling the sense of security, and continued.

"I don't want this to end like this. Call me despicable or a coward... So, Mr. Wang Chong, please stay here. Just let this dream continue. Just let me feel your warmth forever... The Holy Grail War doesn't matter anymore."

"Okay, I promise you." Just as she finished speaking, Irisviel heard a positive response from the other party. A wave of emotion welled up in her heart. She looked up at Wang Chong and couldn't help but ask, "Why... why are you always so nice to me, Mr. Wang Chong?"

Wang Chong didn't answer directly, but instead demonstrated his answer with action. He pulled Irisviel into his arms once again. This time, his strength was stronger, his attitude more resolute. Irisviel was surprised at first, then she leaned obediently against his broad chest.

Both of their hearts raced, their breathing quickening. Irisviel could feel Wang Chong's powerful heartbeat, which gave her a sense of peace of mind. Wang Chong, intoxicated by the delicate fragrance emanating from Irisviel, couldn't help but press his face against the side of her neck, sniffing carefully.

"Because I like you, ma'am. No, I should be able to call you Ellie now, right?" Wang Chong whispered sweet words in Alice's ear.

Irisviel shuddered, looking up at Wang Chong. Their eyes met, and without further words, they understood the deep affection in each other's eyes. Irisviel nodded in acknowledgment, answering Wang Chong's question. Then, she reached out her hands and gently caressed Wang Chong's face. Her slender fingers gently traced the contours of his face, finally resting on his lips.

Wang Chong took Irisviel's fingers into his mouth, licking and sucking them one by one. Irisviel couldn't help but gasp, but was immediately silenced by Wang Chong's domineering kiss. The kiss was fierce and deep, as if to completely fuse the two of them. Irisviel felt herself enveloped by Wang Chong's heat, even her bones softening.

She responded fiercely to Wang Chong's passion, her impatience only adding to the allure. Wang Chong's palms lit fire all over her body, causing shivers wherever they touched. Irisviel felt like a newborn chick, savoring this moment of pleasure under Wang Chong's protection.

Gradually, Irisviel's body grew hotter and hotter, her consciousness growing hazier. She knew she could no longer resist the pleasure Wang Chong brought her. She relaxed, letting Wang Chong control her. In this dark world, she was no longer the helpless, bereaved daughter, family, and friends. Instead, she was a simple little woman who belonged to Wang Chong alone, needing only to enjoy the love he bestowed upon her.

Wang Chong noticed Irisviel's reaction and knew that she liked him as well.

Then, in their passion, Irisviel and Wang Chong's hands uncontrollably explored each other's bodies. Irisviel trembled slightly as she allowed Wang Chong to unbutton her clothes. Each unbuttoning moment made her heart beat faster. When the last piece of covering fell, she instinctively used her arms to shield her vital parts.

Wang Chong gently removed Irisviel's arm and carefully admired her beautiful body. Irisviel's skin was as white as jade, and even through the black mist, it still shone with an alluring hue. Her breasts were full and firm, their pink peaks trembling slightly. Her waist was slender and flexible, her hips round and firm. Her long legs were tightly pressed together, and there was a slight trace of moisture on the inner thighs.

Wang Chong's Adam's apple rolled as he leaned down to kiss Irisviel's collarbone. The tingling sensation made Irisviel moan, her body twisting. Wang Chong followed her collarbone upwards, stopping at the peak, gently nibbling and sucking. Irisviel tilted her head back, pushing her breasts deeper into Wang Chong's mouth.

"Don't stop... keep going..." Irisviel murmured, looking at Wang Chong with hazy eyes.

Encouraged, Wang Chong reached between Irisviel's legs with his right hand. It was already muddy, and his fingers slid in easily. Irisviel gasped, her legs clamping together reflexively. Wang Chong signaled her with his eyes to relax, while increasing the force of his fingers' thrusts.

"Ah... so comfortable..." Alice couldn't help but shout out, her waist swaying back and forth in coordination with Wang Chong's movements.

Wang Chong's left hand wasn't idle either, kneading Irisviel's snow-capped peaks, occasionally fiddling with the tips. Under the double stimulation, Irisviel's body quickly reached the brink of orgasm.

Wang Chong patiently teased every sensitive spot on Irisviel's body. She immediately threw her head back, a broken moan escaping her lips. She had never experienced anything like this before, and the intense stimulation nearly drove her wits off her. Unable to bear it any longer, she trembled and reached her climax. Irisviel gasped for air and knelt on the ground, her face flushed with excitement.

"So, Madam, are you ready for the next step?" At this time, while giving Alice a chance to catch her breath, Wang Chong took off his clothes, and his huge desire was directly in front of Alice.

Irisviel looked at the thick object, sniffing the familiar, strong scent, and swallowed uncontrollably. Even after sniffing it for a moment, her honey hole was once again dripping with moisture. But out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the ghostly figure of Illya, staring intently at her, and her heart suddenly trembled.

Oh no, how could I forget that Illya is here.

Chapter 308: The Wife's Darkening (Part 1)

When Irisviel noticed Illya, she hesitated again. But before she could think for long, that special voice in her mind rang out again: "What's wrong? Are you not going to continue now that your daughter is here?"

"I... I don't want her to see this." When her heart was touched, Irisviel's heart trembled and she responded in her heart.

"Have you forgotten... that you've already done it once in front of me before? You don't think it's useful to pretend to be reserved now?" For some reason, Irisviel seemed to see a phantom that looked very similar to herself, appearing beside Illya and stroking Illya's head. Illya seemed to sense something and seemed to be enjoying it very much.

"See, Illya doesn't care what mom becomes. Besides, Illya will definitely sincerely wish mom to find happiness, right?" The shadow that looked exactly like himself spoke, and Illya seemed to understand and nodded slightly.

"Wow..." Irisviel was speechless for a moment. She didn't know if this was the real scene before her, or just an illusion caused by her true desire. But Irisviel's heart was moved again.

However, in reality, Irisviel didn't even have the chance to choose. She only heard Wang Chong's voice enter her ears: "Alice, can you help me?"

Then, Irisviel felt her lips being kissed by something. The unique smell immediately triggered a conditioned reflex in Irisviel's body. She stretched out her right hand to grasp the gun barrel, then opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, teasing and entwining, more familiar than a child licking a Star Cup snack.

By the time Irisviel began to regain consciousness, she had already licked it skillfully. Feeling uneasy, she looked in the direction of Illya, but found that Illya was just staring at her curiously, without any other reaction, nor the look of disgust that had previously startled Irisviel.

This made Irisviel secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and she couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that last time, I was too afraid of Illya finding out, so the dream reflected Illya's dislike for my indecent behavior. And now, because I've completely let go of my obsession and only think about Wang Chong, and no longer resist this behavior, is Illya acting like a normal child?"