The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

"Oh, and about this Holy Grail War. You seem to be quite optimistic about that Lancer guy. He's just a small fry who can't even take a single blow from me."

"Diarmait... is no small figure." Suddenly, Altria interrupted Mordred seriously and said, "Admittedly, his strength may not be among the best in this Holy Grail War. As you said, he can't withstand the full force of your Noble Phantasm. Even I, when I first faced him, looked down on him."

"But the reality is that Diarmait skillfully employed his tactics, capitalizing on my contempt and seizing the initiative. He used his Noble Phantasm to inflict irreparable damage on me, completely sealing the release of my Noble Phantasm," Artoria said. "His thirst for victory, his determination to fight with all his might even against the strongest of opponents, coupled with his dedication to his honor, his pursuit of victory without being despicable or dishonest, his actions always righteous... It was these things that moved me. I was completely captivated."

"On the first night, I was defeated by him, a defeat I accepted wholeheartedly. This is something you will probably never understand, Mordred. What you are thinking in your heart is probably the same as what you did on the first night. You only think that force can solve everything." After saying this, Altria raised her sword and rushed towards Mordred, leaving behind her last words, "Your power may be able to kill me, but you will never be able to defeat me!"

"Oh...how stupid!" Mordred struck the holy sword that Artoria was stabbing at her chest with one sword, cutting it in half.

"Yes, I don't understand. I don't understand these bullshit principles! But so what?" A red light flashed, and the dazzling royal sword directly knocked Artoria back more than ten meters, leaving a deep scratch in the mud under Artoria's feet.

"What a great strength... This guy's strength has definitely been improved to a higher level." Artoria felt the numbing sensation in her hands, took a deep breath, and stared at Mordred who was likely to rush towards her.

But what was somewhat beyond Altria's expectation was that Mordred did not rush towards her, but stood still, raising his right fist high, and an unimaginable momentum burst out from his whole body. For a moment, the earth trembled slightly with Mordred as the center.

“Gah——!”

Then Mordred slammed his magic-infused fist onto the ground.

"boom!"

The earth shook, the mountains and forests swayed, and with Mordred as the center, the earth dragon rolled, and mud and gravel flew everywhere after Mordred's fist touched the ground. A huge pit with a radius of 10 meters and a deepness of one meter was instantly blasted out by Mordred's punch.

This powerful force made Artoria feel an unimaginable pressure.

"King Arthur, if that's what you say, then so be it! In my eyes, force is everything! Apart from strength, everything else is useless! What will, what British dream, what knightly glory! Those damn things are worthless in the face of absolute power! Just like your ridiculous dream! In the end, it was completely destroyed!"

"I won't bully you, King Arthur. Since your Noble Phantasm has been sealed, I will no longer use it. I will use my proud military strength to prove to you once again... In this world, except for power, everything is impure!"

"call out--"

"Boom!"

Mordred threw out the royal sword, which was as fast as a startled wild goose and unstoppable as a bamboo, pointing directly at Artoria. Mordred stepped hard, and the sound was like thunder, and his speed was not slower than the flying royal sword.

Artoria's intuition kicked in, and after predicting Mordred's trajectory, she actually went forward and slashed with her sword, carrying the strong wind of the Wind King's barrier, slashing at the flying King's Sword and Mordred.

"Chong-"

The tip of the sword collided with the blade, and the Wind King's barrier was pierced by Mordred's royal sword. The powerful force made it difficult for Altria to cope with it.

At this moment, Mordred grasped the royal sword and thrust it forward, simultaneously punching Altria in the abdomen. Altria's left hand was still injured and she had no means of stopping Mordred's attack. She could only retract her sword and retreat.

"Want to escape?"

At this moment, Mordred felt the opponent withdraw his sword, and in an instant, he changed his stab to an upward thrust, directly deflecting Altria's Sword of Promised Victory. Then, Mordred turned sideways and elbowed Altria, sending her flying.

Having lost her balance, Artoria gritted her teeth and did a lazy donkey roll to avoid the next swing while looking for an opportunity to get up.

Mordred would never miss such a good opportunity, and he continued to attack Artoria with the force of thunder, trying to prevent her from getting up. But as soon as he took a step, Mordred stopped immediately, then quickly turned and slashed behind him.

"Chong-"

"You're quite perceptive, Mordred." The voice of a male servant reached Mordred's ears.

"Heh, I was looking for you! Go to hell!" A burst of red light burst out from Mordred's body, directly knocking Diarmait, who was holding two guns, back and flying.

Fortunately, Diarmuid took advantage of the situation and somersaulted several times in the air before he put his feet on the dead tree trunk and stopped his retreat.

At this time, Artoria also managed to stand up, and asked with some surprise and caution: "Diarmait, why are you here?"

"Haha, that's unbecoming, Saber. If you don't wield your sword more gracefully, it will tarnish your reputation as the Knight King." Diarmait leaped down from the tree, brandished his two spears, and took a stance. He said, "Rest assured. The orders I received this time are to bring only glory and victory. Therefore, I will not take your head, Saber, until I have dealt with the other interrupters who interrupted our duel."

"Besides, I also think that fighting side by side is the best option at this time. We both have a score to settle with her. After that, we can have a fair fight. What do you think?"

"Lancer... well, but be careful, her power seems to be stronger than last night." After hearing that the other party was not an enemy, Artoria also breathed a sigh of relief. With Diarmuid's help, even if she couldn't defeat Mordred, at least she would not have a problem holding off with him.

"Understood." Diarmait moved slowly towards Mordred, like a wolf ready to pounce, waiting for the moment when his opponent showed a flaw and then quickly hunt him down.

Chapter 102 The Show Begins

Einzbern Castle

At this moment, Irisviel, Wang Chong, and Jeanne were all observing the battle in the crystal ball. Diarmait's appearance and assistance to Altria had been somewhat of a surprise to Irisviel.

"In this case, with Lancer's help, Saber should have no problem holding back the enemy Saber. The main concern now is whether other people will get in." Irisviel breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene.

"No, Ms. Irisviel, now is the time to really enter a state of alert." Wang Chong suddenly spoke.

"Huh? Why is that? Isn't the enemy Mordred currently being held back by Saber and Lancer?" Irisviel asked, taken aback.

"The root of the problem isn't Mordred, but the arrival of Lancer. There's nothing wrong with Lancer, of course, but the crux of the matter is the Master behind him... Kenneth El-Melloi. He's not like Lancer, with his so-called heroic honor and chivalrous reserve. He's an out-and-out magician. Guess where he's heading now?" Wang Chong asked in a deep voice.

"Wait! Caster, you mean that the reason Lancer's Master allowed Lancer to come here and move freely was to confuse our vision and lower our vigilance, and now he has already broken into the castle?" Joan of Arc quickly understood the key and spoke out.

"That's actually the case." Irisviel quickly began adjusting the perspective of the crystal ball, trying to find any trace of Kenneth. However, Wang Chong shook his head and said, "It's too late to look for him now. He's probably already near the castle. Even if we call out to Saber, she won't be able to move there for the time being. But don't worry, if he's alone, we're not afraid. Don't forget I'm here."

"That's right, and Caster is here. It's just started tonight, but it's already so intense... I don't know what will happen next..." Irisviel said with a little worry.

"Let Miss Maiya come back quickly. The enemy has arrived and she needs to be prepared." Wang Chong said.

"Yes." Irisviel began to connect the crystal head and the castle's magic formula, informing the situation and calling Maiya back to the conference room.

……

Outside the Magic Mirror Forest

The battle between the two men continued. The two sides had exchanged more than a dozen rounds of close combat. Emiya Kiritsugu relied on the fine steel firearm in his hand, plus occasional short accelerations of his body, to barely block Kotomine Kirei's fists. Occasionally, Emiya Kiritsugu would even hit Kotomine Kirei's body two or three times.

For some reason, Kotomine Kirei, with his Bajiquan advantage and the black mist's strengthening, should have no problem defeating Emiya Kiritsugu. But for some reason, it seemed like the two were evenly matched.

"Hmm? Are we there yet?" Hearing the voice from the black mist ring, Kotomine Kirei's lips curled up, and suddenly his fists became fierce. First, a single punch split the mountain, directly deflecting the fine steel firearms, and even knocking Emiya Kiritsugu back more than ten steps. Then, Kotomine Kirei's figure shot forward like an arrow, his fists at his waist, gathering strength, as if intending to take down Emiya Kiritsugu in one fell swoop.

Seeing the opponent's sudden explosive power, Emiya Kiritsugu was secretly shocked. It seemed that the opponent had been fighting back and forth with him just now, but the opponent was just saving his energy. Now Kotomine Kirei had seen that his stamina was insufficient, so he planned to burst out completely and take him down with the force of thunder.

"I can't continue to fight head-on. Ellie is still waiting for me. I have to hurry over!" Thinking of this, Kiritsugu Emiya hardened his heart. Regardless of the burden on his body, he once again activated the long-term inherent time control.

"Let's settle the matter here, Emiya Kiritsugu." Kotomine Kirei, with an excited smile, stepped forward with all his might, about to deliver a powerful punch that would completely shatter Emiya Kiritsugu's ribs. But at that moment, Emiya Kiritsugu, already aware of the situation, launched a powerful kick, using the Black Key that Kotomine Kirei had just dropped to the ground, and sent it careening towards Kotomine Kirei.

It was obvious that the inspiration for this move was learned from a certain Lancer.

Kotomine Kirei frowned, changed his fist into a palm, and blocked all the flying black keys. However, because of this block, he temporarily stopped his steps and bought some time.

"puff--!"

The sound of gas jet was heard, and a smoke bomb was seen spewing out a large amount of smoke. It turned out that Kiritsugu Emiya seized this brief moment to quickly throw out the smoke bomb and then hide his body in the smoke, and then quickly escape in a certain direction at an accelerated speed.

"Emiya Kiritsugu, is running away your only strategy?!" Kotomine Kirei asked. Shrouded in smoke, Kotomine Kirei did not take action immediately. He just waited for the smoke to dissipate before noticing that Emiya Kiritsugu had disappeared from his sight.

"He escaped? Humph, I was just thinking about how to make him escape, but I didn't expect that this guy Emiya Kiritsugu is really amazing at escaping. Is it because he was always being hunted by Assassin before that he got trained? Haha, Emiya Kiritsugu is really an interesting guy." Kotomine Kirei said with a slight chuckle.

"Never mind, the mission has already been completed. I'm just waiting to see what kind of sparks will fly between Kayneth and Emiya Kiritsugu."

It turned out that the seemingly evenly matched contest just now was just a deliberate disguise by Kotomine Kirei. His purpose was not to save energy and exhaust Emiya Kiritsugu, but simply to allow Emiya Kiritsugu to enter at the right time.

And now, Kenneth has entered the Magic Mirror Forest. One protagonist has appeared, so it is time for another protagonist to appear on stage.

"Haha, I'll go in and watch this good show. After all, I have to give an explanation to the teacher." Kotomine Kirei patted the dust off his body, then slowly walked into the Magic Mirror Forest.

……

Near Einzbern Castle

Deep in the woods, a blond man in a blue ceremonial suit approached the castle with a faint smile. Looking at the castle, which was now ablaze with light, the man pulled out a test tube and chanted, "Fervor, mei sanguis" (Let my blood boil).

Then, he poured the liquid in the test tube onto the ground. The liquid seemed to come alive, all gathered together, and began to absorb magic power and expand, turning into a semi-circular sphere like a slime - Magic Gift·Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid.

The man was none other than Kenneth, who was preparing to raid the Einzbern Castle. He arrived at the city gate with the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid and suddenly stopped. The relaxed look in his eyes turned into a solemn one.

"I thought you would just barge in like that, Lord El-Melloi. It seems you are not a man of undeserved fame." A dull male voice sounded from behind Kenneth.

"Hmph, Master of the Black Knight. I'd like to ask, what exactly is going on? Why is there the aura of a servant in this castle?" Kenneth turned around and looked at the other party, saying coldly.

The person behind Kenneth was none other than Wang Chong, who had disguised himself as Dio and had proposed cooperation to Kenneth before.

"Otherwise, why did I say we should cooperate? Isn't it because I'm worried about this kind of accident, Kenneth?" Wang Chong said with a smile.

The Wang Chong that appeared before Kenneth at this moment was merely a clone. Wang Chong, who was in the castle, was now remotely controlling this clone to provide some minor assistance to Kenneth.

"For some reason, Saber's Master was able to invite Caster's team to join forces. Well, this is also within my consideration. After all, it is now clear that Saber's team is in a state of being eliminated at any time. They are in urgent need of a strong ally, so it is foreseeable that there will be additional opponents on the second night. alter."

After Wang Chong shouted, Black Jeanne d'Arc finally appeared, slowly walked out of the dense forest, and appeared in front of Kenneth and Wang Chong.

"To show my sincerity, let my Servant take the lead and fight against Caster. What do you think? And Kayneth, you should be able to defeat the representative of the Einzbern family." Wang Chong said with a smile.

"Hmph, then please." Kenneth was not arrogant. He thought that servants should fight with servants, and he would just deal with the magicians behind the servants.

The author says:

Author's words: As I said before, due to the funeral these days, the update will be a little late, but tomorrow I will resume the normal update time. See you at 5 o'clock qwq

Chapter 103: Castle Battle

With Kenneth out of the way, Wang Chong led Black Jeanne to the castle gate. With a wave of his hand, Black Jeanne drew her black longsword. Purple flames blazed from the longsword. With a hearty laugh, Black Jeanne waved her hand, and the purple flames on the blade transformed into a pillar of fire, blasting towards the gate.

"boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, and the door was blown open. For a moment, the black fog in the hall was startled by the flames released by Black Joan of Arc, and the ghosts hidden in the black fog began to make sharp roars.

"Hahahaha, hatred? Fear? Your screams are practically making me laugh. But it doesn't matter... because I will now completely settle your hatred! Come, let all the evil and malice be completely destroyed here...! Burn it completely! Hahahaha!"

Black Jeanne swirled the black mist with her spear, unexpectedly drawing all of its power into her body, absorbing it completely. After all, Black Jeanne herself was a body constructed from the black mist, and had a very good affinity with Wang Chong's power of destruction.

Then, the flag was waved again, and the entire hall was set on fire. The red flames began to burn all around. Those electronic instruments and traps were burned to ashes by the flames of Black Joan of Arc without even being used.

……

"The enemy is coming!" Wang Chong, playing the role of Caster in the conference room, opened his eyes and immediately said. Then, the entire castle trembled from the explosion, and everyone knew that the enemy had begun to attack.

Hisau Maiya had also returned to the conference room by now. However, upon discovering the castle was under attack, she immediately stood up and readied her equipment. "There are still many mechanisms we can use inside the castle. I'll go attract the enemy's attention. Madam, you two escape from the other side."

But before Hisau Maiya could even walk out of the door, a figure stopped her and said, "The enemy is a Servant, and a very powerful one at that. Forget about setting up those traps. Not only will it not delay us, but it will only cost you your life."

"Then what are you going to do?" Maiya frowned.

"You take Ms. Irisviel and retreat. The Master and I will test the enemy's strength and lure them away. We will then get rid of them and reunite with you according to the guidance of the black mist on you." Wang Chong said, looking at Jeanne and said, "Master, prepare to attack."

"Well! Ms. Irisviel, you guys stay out of the way for now. We will try our best to see if we can defeat them. If that doesn't work, we'll try to find a way to escape." Joan of Arc also stood up, ready to follow Wang Chong to meet the enemy.

"Okay...you two, please be careful." Irisviel knew that she couldn't be pretentious at this moment, so she chose to follow the other party's advice and retreat with Maiya first.

After the two left, Wang Chong looked at Jeanne and said, "If my perception is correct... that Servant, the other you, has appeared."

"Really? I just sensed the familiar aura of a servant. Wang Chongjun, what are you going to do?" Jeanne asked.

"Just as I said just now, I will take the lead and test the opponent's strengths first. Joan of Arc, if possible tonight, you have to take action." Wang Chong said slowly.

"Huh? But didn't you say before that it's best not to reveal my strength?" Joan of Arc asked doubtfully.

"I just asked you not to reveal your situation on the first night for the time being. But now is different from the past. As the opponent's strength is gradually discovered by us, and their actions are becoming more and more rampant, we have to rely on your strength, Jeanne, and it is only a matter of time before our identities are exposed. But as far as tonight is concerned, you only need to compete with those abnormal servants in an environment where no normal Masters and Servants can see you. For example, this castle." Wang Chong said slowly.

"Anyway, those alien Servants and Masters already know our identities. If more enemies appear later, in order to protect Irisviel and the others from being eliminated, Jeanne, you may have to stop that other you. I will protect Irisviel and the others."

"Okay... let's settle it then. I also want to know what kind of face is hidden under that mask, and why I have this reverse summoning phenomenon. These are the things I must figure out." Joan of Arc took a deep breath and said seriously.

"I'll be waiting for her in the corridor. I'll lead her away from Irisviel and the others. Joan of Arc, you just hide in the dark." After saying that, Wang Chong walked out of the meeting room and came to the corridor, like a door god, waiting for the arrival of the "enemy", while Joan of Arc hid herself, observing the battle that was about to take place.

……

"What a tragic sight!" Kayneth, enveloped in the Moon Spirit's marrow, slowly entered the flame-filled hall. Looking at the shattered ruins around him, he snorted. Why were other Servants so formidable, their damage ranges so wide? But his own Lancer, aside from the slightly impressive special effects of his Noble Phantasm, was otherwise mediocre.

If that were the case, it would be fine, but they claim to bring victory, yet often they simply don't obey their orders. Look at the other servants, they can create such a huge momentum with just a wave of their Master's hand.

"Weber... If he hadn't stolen my holy relic, I wouldn't have to endure all this. After the Saber issue is resolved, the next one will be you, Weber Velvet." Kenneth thought so.

"Kenneth, I guess they'll send Caster to fight us later, and the two Masters will take this opportunity to sneak away. So we have to split our forces into two groups."

"After we fight Caster later, those Masters who sneaked away will be handed over to you, Kenneth El-Melloi. Don't make us wait too long, and don't let them escape." Wang Chong's clone, who was playing the role of Dio, said this and slowly walked deeper into the cave.

"...The same goes for you guys, don't let Caster come over here." Kenneth walked in the other direction and used the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid to wrap himself so that the black mist could not touch his body.

"AutonlatoporIunl quaerere" (Automatic search for the enemy).

Chanting the spell again, the Moon Spirit Marrow transformed into countless threads that flowed into various rooms, sensing fluctuations and heat sources in the air to find out if there were any living people.

……

In the Magic Mirror Forest outside the castle, a figure was moving quickly towards the castle.

"Cough... cough cough cough!!" Suddenly, the figure stopped abruptly, then held onto a big tree, and kept covering his mouth and coughing, with blood oozing out from between his hands.

"Sure enough, is it too much of a stretch to use the inherent time control continuously? My body can't take it anymore." The figure muttered to himself.

It turned out that after finally breaking free from Kotomine Kirei's entanglement, Emiya Kiritsugu had been speeding towards the castle. Unfortunately, due to the excessive use of the power of the inherent time control, coupled with such excessive exercise and running, his body could no longer bear it and began to suffer backlash.