The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

"Wu...Sister, sister...Medusa feels so uncomfortable...Ahaha." Little Medusa spoke incoherently, her whole body trembling under the double stimulation.

Wang Chong's thick, long blade propelled her to the peak of ecstasy. She felt a tingling sensation in her most intimate region, and an unprecedented desire gradually took hold of her mind. The tender flesh within her lower body suddenly contracted, and the soft cradle deep within it actually slowly descended, eagerly sucking on the massive spear tip that penetrated it.

"Little Medusa, your body is so tight... Ugh, I can't take it anymore. I'm going to start moving my hips again." Wang Chong felt the flower hole in her lower body tightly gripping his weapon, and with each deep exploration, a large amount of beer bubbles splashed out. Then he began to move his hips, speeding up the swinging frequency, and repeatedly and forcefully rammed into Little Medusa's body.

"Ahhh... Master... It's too deep... Medusa is going to break..." Little Medusa panted softly, her voluptuous legs instinctively wrapping around Wang Chong's waist, meeting his powerful thrusts. She could clearly feel the thick weapon constantly scraping against the sensitive spots of her inner walls, bringing her indescribable extreme pleasure.

Seeing this, Stheno and Euryale smiled at each other and began to knead little Medusa's breasts.

"Little Medusa, let your sisters help you again." After saying this, Stheno pinched the tip of Medusa's head, which had already been raised, with his thumb and index finger and twisted it hard.

"Ah... Sister, sister... be gentler... Medusa can't bear it anymore!!" Little Medusa cried, and the passage in her lower body contracted violently, tightly wrapping the huge weapon inside her body.

"Then Master, please go slower so as not to hurt our Medusa?" Yurielle deliberately asked Wang Chong, while increasing the strength in her hands, pinching the little Medusa's pointed horns as if to squeeze out water.

Due to the stimulation on her chest, Little Medusa kept squeezing and tightening her vagina. Wang Chong was pushed to the limit by the squeezing of Little Medusa's vagina and was unwilling to stop. He grabbed Little Medusa's thighs and placed them on his shoulders. He held Little Medusa's hands, clasped their fingers together, and began the final sprint.

"Hoo, huh, have we started the final sprint? Humph, but Master, have you forgotten? This is still a punishment." Euryale said, and she and Stheno stood up together, as if temporarily letting Little Medusa go. Then, the two of them leaped directly onto Wang Chong's back and sat down, forcing Wang Chong to rest his entire body on Little Medusa. Naturally, the weapons penetrated so deeply that they instantly broke through the deepest gate and struck the cradle of life.

"Aa ...

Wang Chong felt his clone being enveloped by a warm torrent. He couldn't help but groan, unable to bear the stimulation any longer. He roared again, finally pouring a large amount of beer bubbles into the cradle of little Medusa. The scalding liquid filled the small space.

"Haaa...Haaa..." Little Medusa lay exhausted on the bed, her eyes rolled up, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"I'm so happy that I'm rolling my eyes like this~"

"Master, it really looks comfortable. You've already filled your silly sister Medusa to the brim, and the bag is still pumping. You're already on par with that fire hydrant out there."

Euryale and Stheno said with a smile.

"This is the goddess's trick~ Master, the night is still long~ Don't think that just because you made our stupid sister pass out, you can pass the next punishment between the two of us~"

Chapter 84: The Wife's Awakening from a Dream

It was already late at night. Wang Chong looked at the three fainting goddesses, bathed in milk and champagne, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He didn't dare to get out of bed to walk, otherwise he was afraid his legs would give out and he would sit down on the floor, which would be too embarrassing.

"Congratulations to the host for conquering all three Gorgon sisters and winning their hearts. I will reward the host with 500 villain points. Your current villain points are 7740."

"Your inherent skill [Goddess's Favor B] has been upgraded to [Goddess's Favor A], increasing your physique and strength, and boosting your charisma. You have been granted the title [Goddess Slayer]. Title effect: You have a significant charisma bonus effect on goddesses and female divine servants, as well as ordinary women."

"Increasing charm is okay...but directly improving inherent skills is good. Humph, I feel that now even my clone can be on par with Gilgamesh without EA." After feeling his own strength, Wang Chong made a rough judgment.

"Hehe, so host, hunting for beauties is also an important part of the villain's behavior. When using combat power and strategy to play with those masters and servants, don't forget to make progress in this area." said the system.

"You reminded me. It seems that I have to take good care of Mrs. Tosaka and... Mrs. Irisviel in the future." At this time, the power of black mist rose in Wang Chong's hand, and began to activate the Greater Holy Grail under the earth veins and establish a connection with a Lesser Holy Grail.

……

Einzbern Castle

At this moment, Artoria, with mixed feelings, was on night watch, patrolling the castle. She and Irisviel had just managed to contact their master, Emiya Kiritsugu, but his condition wasn't good, as he was being stalked by assassins.

He planned to rest in the outside world tonight, and then find a way to reunite with Irisviel and Altria tomorrow.

When Kiritsugu Emiya heard the Ruined King's request to meet with Artoria and Irisviel, he was silent for a while. After all, he had shot the Ruined King's Master before.

It wasn't that there were any moral burdens; even if there were, they were never a consideration for Emiya Kiritsugu. He was worried about the look the Master gave him when he fired. He wondered if his identity had been exposed, and if his relationship with Irisviel had become a target of the other party's calculations.

But after thinking for a long time, he decided to let Irisviel and Artoria try to contact the other party. Firstly, they really need some relevant information to judge the situation. Secondly, Kiritsugu Emiya cannot return to Einzbern Castle, so he can only find a way to meet up with Artoria and the others in the city during the day.

After finalizing the arrangements, the call was temporarily disconnected. Irisviel exchanged a few words with Altria before returning to her room to rest.

As for Altria, today's events had a huge impact on her, whether it was the narrow defeat to Diarmait and having her Noble Phantasm sealed, or the encounter with Mordred and being hit in the face by his Noble Phantasm, leading to a crushing defeat.

Altria could only regard these as chasms that had to be overcome on the road to saving Britain. Even if she was covered in wounds, even if she failed and died, she had to struggle with all her might... even if she had begun to waver once again.

"I wonder if Irisviel slept well?" Artoria thought so when she passed by Irisviel's room again. Today was destined to be a sleepless night for her.

Meanwhile, in the room, Mrs. Irisviel was not sleeping very well at the moment. She began to sweat slightly, and a faint black gas emerged from her forehead.

……

"Where is...where?"

Irisviel felt as if she had just woken from a dream, but she felt as if she had forgotten something. She looked around at the dim world around her in confusion. The black fog lingered, making her feel a little scared.

For a moment, Irisviel subconsciously took a step back, but suddenly, she felt her back bumped into someone. She lost her balance and fell directly into the other person's arms.

For some reason, Irisviel didn't get up in a hurry at the first moment. In that person's arms, she felt a warm and solid feeling, which made her feel at ease in this world shrouded in black fog and made her subconsciously not want to move.

"It's...who is it?"

After a moment, Irisviel remembered that she shouldn't lie in the arms of a stranger, and hurriedly tried to break free from the other person's arms.

But suddenly, her breasts were grabbed and kneaded by a pair of big hands. A tingling sensation went straight into Alice's mind, and the firm and rough touch showed that it was undoubtedly a man's big hand.

Irisviel instantly tried to struggle out of the other person's grasp, but found that her body was limp for some reason, and she was completely powerless to break free. She wanted to call for help, but found that she could only open her mouth and exhale, unable to make a sound.

Even through the thin fabric, I could still feel the warm, rough and powerful palms kneading the upturned peaks, changing them into various shapes, and experiencing the amazing elasticity and softness.

The numbing feeling made Alice's scalp tingle, and made her even more frightened. She tried desperately to twist her soft waist and sway her upper body left and right in an attempt to break free from the control of those big hands.

But the swing range is very small. From an outsider's perspective, it looks more like it is catering to the other party's manipulation.

Therefore, this kind of twisting seemed to arouse the desire of the person behind her to play with her even more. With a big hand, he pulled hard and pulled the clothes off her chest. The soft and white breasts jumped out like a big white rabbit, scaring Alice so much that she screamed. Of course, Alice just opened her mouth and still couldn't make any sound.

The clothing continued to slip down to her waist, revealing a seductively soft, pink, and white complexion. Those large hands once again grasped those large, white breasts, no longer caressing them through the fabric, but directly touching Irisviel's icy, delicate skin. The rough palms rubbed against the girlish, smooth skin, sending a jolt of electric current through her.

“Who is it… No… It hurts so much… Ugh! Why is this happening…”

For the first time, Irisviel felt so helpless, tears of fear welling up in her eyes. Suddenly, in a hazy state, she noticed the surroundings begin to brighten, and she found herself in the snow. Even though the sky was still snowing heavily, she didn't feel particularly cold.

"ah!"

Suddenly, Irisviel's eyes narrowed slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to close her hands to cover her chest, because she saw two figures chasing and fighting not far ahead.

"Hahahaha, Kiritsugu, you can't catch up with me, oh oh!" A delicate little girl's voice came,

"Illya, slow down." A man's voice that sounded a little dull came from a distance.

"Hey... Kiritsugu... Illya... Such a familiar name... Ugh! We can't let them see!"

Irisviel didn't know why, but when she heard those two names, she felt a sense of familiarity. But soon, a deep sense of dread filled her heart. But the person behind her seemed to be just beginning to play with her, savoring the fullness and elasticity of the snowy peaks, even beginning to caress the tender, already hardening tips.

"No, stop it!"

Irisviel's heart was filled with anxiety, but this anxiety didn't seem to stem from simply being afraid of being seen in her playful state. It was more about the strange yet familiar father and daughter duo seeing it...

But the man behind her didn't care about Irisviel's mood. He greedily played with Irisviel's upright snow-capped peaks, and his fingertips kept spinning on the top part, as if mocking Irisviel's struggling mood, and kneaded the two red cherries wantonly.

She was clearly being roughly toyed with by a strange man of unknown origin, but why did she keep having that electric-like stimulation spreading in her chest? Why did her body react so unfaithfully to such a vulgar method? Irisviel looked at the father and daughter lying on the snow with their backs to her in the snow with great contradictions. She wanted to call on the only father and daughter present to help her out of her predicament, but deep in her soul, she was afraid that the father and daughter would turn around and look at her in such a miserable state.

But suddenly, the white-haired girl started to turn back, and time began to pass extremely slowly in an instant. A suffocating feeling that struck Irisviel's soul came over her.

"no, do not want……"

There seemed to be a sound echoing around, the sound of snowflakes began to be clearly heard, the stimulation from the man's palm became more and more obvious, and a sour and numb feeling starting from the lumbar vertebrae also reached its peak at this moment.

"I...Illya! No...don't look back!"

A terrified cry rang out from the depths of Irisviel's soul. At the same moment, the frenzy reached its peak. The immense excitement caused a dizzying white light to illuminate Irisviel's mind.

"Don't...don't look at Mommy!"

The last sound echoed in the snow...

……

“No…no…no!!!”

"Irisviel! Are you okay?"

Opening her eyes, she woke up instantly with a start. Irisviel stood up and gasped for breath, sweat dripping down her cheeks. At the same time, Altria's anxious voice sounded from the side.

Irisviel looked at Artoria who was looking at her with a worried look on her face. Only then did Irisviel realize that she was lying on the bed, and a ray of morning sunlight had passed through the curtains and sprinkled on the quilt.

"Just a... dream?" Irisviel murmured.

Chapter 85 The nightmare has just begun

"Irisviel, what happened? I just passed by the door and heard you shouting, so I rushed in immediately."

Altria asked with concern, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"It's okay... Saber, I might just have had a nightmare." Irisviel exhaled, a look of fatigue on her face as she forced a smile.

"Are you really okay? What kind of dream did you have that would cause you to become like this?" Altria asked with concern.

"I... um... nothing. It was probably because of Kiritsugu's accident yesterday, so I dreamed about something scary at night." Recalling the content of her dream, Irisviel found it difficult to speak, and finally just made up a lie to get away with it.

"Don't worry, Irisviel... I will definitely take back the victory for the Master and Irisviel this time, and I won't let you worry again." After listening, Artoria blamed herself for Irisviel's nightmare. If she could bring victory on the first night, Irisviel would probably not have encountered such a thing.

"Um... well, Saber, you go out first. I need to change my clothes. I sweat a lot and my clothes are soaked." Irisviel's face suddenly turned red and she said a little embarrassedly.

"Yes, if you need anything, you can call me at any time." Artoria nodded. She knew that Irisviel might need some time alone to calm down rather than changing her clothes. Therefore, Artoria continued to patrol the castle to prevent any bad guys from breaking in.

After seeing Altria leave, Irisviel finally breathed a sigh of relief, then with a flushed face she lifted the quilt, revealing her buttocks were completely wet.

"Why did I have such a horrible dream... What on earth is going on?" Irisviel seemed a little worried, especially at the end of the dream, when her daughter Illya turned around. That feeling was really too terrifying... and too exciting...

"What am I thinking about! Damn it! This damn dream has made my brain a little abnormal." Irisviel slapped her face, trying to wake herself up.

"Go take a shower... maybe it will feel better."

Thinking this, Irisviel took off her sweat-soaked gauze pajamas and went straight into her private bathroom to wash.

……

"Crash-"

Gazing at the spraying showerhead, feeling the warm water wash away the sweat on my body, I seemed to hope that the pure water would wash away the lingering sensations left by the terrifying, unknown man in my dream. However, every time I recalled the scene in the dream, it felt like an invisible pair of hands were kneading my proud, snow-capped peaks.

"Is it really that numb?" In a trance, Alice inadvertently began to knead herself with both hands, but the imagined feeling did not appear, and there was no special feedback.

"It was just a strange dream." Irisviel thought so, and could only sigh and bury the matter in her body and mind.

“Just like Saber said… Is this just my anxiety?” Irisviel thought.

……

When the first ray of morning sunlight shone in, Wang Chong woke up from his sleep. Unconsciously, he even grasped a small hillock with his fingers.

"It's so small... why does it feel wrong?" Wang Chong couldn't help but complain, but when he turned around, he saw the pitiful face of Little Medusa, who was about to cry but couldn't. His claws were just grabbing onto the little Medusa's small ravine.

"Uh... Little Medusa, can I say I didn't mean it?" Wang Chong was completely powerless against her pitiful appearance and tried desperately to explain.

"It's okay, Master... I have always liked you. Or rather, I was the one who deceived you first. My body isn't as beautiful as my sisters', but I let my sisters pretend to be like that, so that you, Master, can favor my unbearable body. Woo woo, I'm sorry, Master. Don't blame my sisters. Blame little Medusa if you have to blame someone." Little Medusa's voice became smaller and smaller.

"That's not true. Little Medusa is also very cute. Don't underestimate yourself." Wang Chong took the little Medusa, who had an inferiority complex in front of her sister, in his arms with great pity.

"Really...?" Little Medusa said with some uneasiness.

"Can't you feel it with your thigh?" Wang Chong said with a sudden playful smile.

"Thigh... Ouch! Master, you are so bad." Little Medusa was stunned at first when she heard the words, but soon she felt the weight of the weapon from the base of her thigh.

"So do you want to try what happened last night again?"

"Oh... I want to..."

The sound was very soft, but after hearing it, Wang Chong reached down without hesitation.

"Wu... Master, please be gentle..."

……

After about an hour, Wang Chong left the room feeling refreshed, leaving little Medusa alone to rest. Steno and Euryale seemed to have gotten up early, and it was unclear what they were busy with.

Wang Chong didn't bother looking for these two evil-minded goddesses for the time being. With the Black Mist Ring, notifying them would be easy. He had to prepare his next arrangements first.

"Ding—You used covert means to establish a special link with Mrs. Irisviel through the Greater Holy Grail, controlling the contents of her dreams and corrupting her mind within them. Inheriting the power of the Prime Minister, you've mastered the art of dreaming, secretly leading Mrs. Irisviel into the abyss of depravity. Even the gods and spirits would be ashamed of your methods! Special Villain Points Award: 1000 points, current Villain Points: 8740, an Epic Lottery, and the passive ability [Eye of Insight]."

[Eye of Insight] Effect: Allows you to see through the enemy's moves or physical weaknesses with a high probability, and attack them accordingly. When targeting an opponent of the opposite sex, sensitive spots will be marked, inflicting a double blow of pain and pleasure on the opposite sex, allowing you to truly experience both pain and pleasure.

"Ding—You have triggered the side quest [Irisviel's Nightmare Silverfall]. Side quest objective: Bring Irisviel's Depravity Value to 100%. Quest Rewards: 1000 Villain Points, 3 Epic Lottery Draws, Einzbern Family Homunculus Technology, one copy of Emiya Kiritsugu's Magic Circuit (with inherent properties and characteristics), Innate Time Control (complete), 66 Origin Bullets, and a corresponding sidearm."

"Is it really turned on? My plan is worth it." Wang Chong smiled faintly after hearing the system prompt.