The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

Irisviel could feel Wang Chong's grip on her breasts again, unlike the frantic grip before. The force was noticeably less, even growing weaker. The pain was gradually easing. She knew Wang Chong had regained some of his composure, but… as the pain lessened, the tingling sensation on her snowy peaks became more pronounced. The feeling of being controlled made her feel a little slumbering. Her breathing involuntarily increased, and her legs clamped together, as if she were craving more comfort.

Finally, after Wang Chong's frenzied aura subsided a bit, he finally managed to dismount from Irisviel. Looking at the ravaged body, he spoke in a deep voice filled with regret and self-blame, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Irisviel... I never imagined that, driven completely by resentment and instinct, I would commit such a blasphemous act against you. I shall die for this."

Alice did not answer immediately. She panted, feeling the lingering numbness and slight pain in her chest, as if the other person's hands had never left her plump, white breasts.

Only after another roaring sound came did Irisviel regain her consciousness. She spoke with some difficulty, "I see that Sir's actions are venting his malice much faster than the previous whipping. Since this is the best way to vent his malice, following his body's instincts, then we should continue in this way."

"No...Mrs. Irisviel. If I continue to let this go, I can't imagine what kind of blasphemous things I would do to you in my half-mad, half-conscious state." However, Wang Chong shook his head firmly and said seriously, "This has nothing to do with resentment and malice. To put it bluntly, the cause of all this is my own lack of self-respect."

"Why? Aren't these all malicious acts of resentment?" Irisviel asked doubtfully.

"No one is perfect. Even I have my own malice and desires. It's just that I could suppress these thoughts with reason before. But now, I continue to absorb those resentments and malice. My will and spirit are constantly weakening, and the desires and malice in my heart are constantly magnified under these influences. As a result of this weakening, I did such an inappropriate thing to you, my wife." Wang Chong said.

"Madam, you are truly beautiful. Whether it's your figure or your resolute and noble soul, your charm makes even me fall in love with you. To be honest, I want to possess you, Mrs. Irisviel."

"Eh?"

The sudden and straightforward confession and expression of desire caught Irisviel off guard, and her face turned red with embarrassment, but a hint of anger could not help but rise in her eyes.

"This is my desire. After witnessing your beauty and your noble will just now, I couldn't help but have this desire flash through my mind. I can suppress this emotion with reason, but I can't deny it... especially when you are still in this posture. And it is precisely because I know... that we should continue as before, otherwise, I might really follow my desire and completely possess you, Madam..." After Wang Chong finished speaking, he actually stood up and moved away from Irisviel.

Seeing this, and especially recalling the other person's previous words, Irisviel couldn't help but sigh. Although the other person said that he wanted to possess her out of lust, this directness and honesty not only didn't make her feel more disgusted, but instead completely erased the previous grudge.

At this moment, resentment was about to rise. Wang Chong looked back, his face turning grim. He couldn't help but say, "Not good... The number of people this time has exceeded a hundred. I'm afraid this time there might be a possibility... Damn it, am I still overestimating my abilities?"

"Madam, let's stop here. You have done enough and purified the resentment of nearly 500 people. Now it's time to let go of your obsession. I still have time to send you back to your original place." Wang Chong said involuntarily.

"...Mr. Caster. It's okay." Suddenly, Irisviel spoke as if she had made a decision.

"What did you say?" Wang Chong asked doubtfully.

"Mr. Caster... If my body can reduce your pain and allow you to vent your malice, I am willing to let you invade me." Irisviel said seriously.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you do that, you will be..."

"What's with all that filth and blasphemy... I'm already dead, so why should I care about all this?" Irisviel clasped her hands together, praying. "I'm willing to pay any price to save these resentful souls. Besides... Mr. Caster has endured this much for me. Even if he does something else later, I'll only be grateful to him. Even if he just hugs... hugs me, I can accept it. It's the best option."

"Mrs. Irisviel... you truly are a good woman. I can't help but feel a little jealous of that man, Emiya Kiritsugu." Hearing Irisviel's sincere words, Wang Chong's heart was deeply moved. Hearing Wang Chong's touching words, Irisviel couldn't help but smile softly.

At this time, the resentment finally arrived at the scene. Wang Chong instantly pointed his finger, activating the power of the Ruined King's Blade, dispersing all the resentment. The huge mist poured into Wang Chong's body with the force of an overturning river and sea.

"Ah! Kill! Kill her! ... No... Take her ruthlessly, violate her! ... No!"

A roar of fury echoed, and Wang Chong clutched his head tightly, overcome with pain. This time, the resentment and malice were so overwhelming that his willpower completely collapsed, and confusion began to set in. Furthermore, this was because the mist hadn't completely dissipated.

Wang Chong's clothes exploded, and he came to Irisviel again with a quick step. He grabbed Irisviel's silver-white hair, pressed her head, and faced the huge monster under him.

"Woo!" Seeing this huge monster, Alice couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and at the same time, the feeling of fear and retreat began to grow again. But when she saw Wang Chong's equally crazy look, she smiled bitterly.

"Mr. Caster, I'm not as good as you say... Even at this moment, I'm still afraid and want to retreat. And I agreed before... not just for those reasons. Mr. can face his feelings directly... but I have to deny even the throbbing in my heart. But there's no way, I'm Kiritsugu's lover... I can't have such thoughts." Irisviel thought so.

"Alas, what am I still hesitating about... Kiritsugu and I have already made a big mistake. Since I am already guilty, what does it matter if I make more mistakes? Mr. Caster is a good man, he shouldn't continue to suffer because of me. Well... let's just continue this mistake." Irisviel sighed and muttered to herself.

Chapter 130: Continuing the Mistake (Part 2)

"Let the mistake continue..." Irisviel muttered to herself, as if she had made a decision. She was already dead, so why continue to cling to those notions of chastity? Especially now, at this crucial moment in their purging of resentment, there was no room for carelessness.

"Right now, there's still a lot of mist drilling into Mr. Caster's body, and more resentment will come later. If you don't vent that malice, I'm afraid your consciousness will also be completely ground down by this excessive malice."

Irisviel knew time was running out, so she didn't delay. She focused all her attention on overcoming this difficult situation. She completely obeyed the other party's movements, allowing the huge object to slap her cheeks and bump against her nose, causing her slight pain.

However, Irisviel also seemed to understand that the other party wanted to force her to do something, but because Wang Chong was currently in a frenzied state, the force of control was too great, and he was just bumping around randomly.

"Am I... am I the only one who can do this myself?" Irisviel stared at the huge creature shrouded in mist, which seemed to be emitting heat. She swallowed her saliva again and couldn't help muttering, "It's so big... It's much bigger than Kiritsugu's...!! What kind of nonsense are you thinking about!"

Irisviel mentally apologized to her lover, Emiya Kiritsugu, and held her breath as she gazed at the ferocious, behemoth before her, her eyes filled with both fear and anticipation. Wang Chong's mind was completely clouded by surging lust and resentment. His eyes were bloodshot, like a demon from the abyss, and he let out a low, beast-like growl.

"Mr. Caster, if you think this will alleviate the pain... then please enjoy it." Irisviel parted her lips, her tone as calm as if she were discussing a perfectly ordinary matter. She slowly knelt down, placed her face close to the massive object, and extended her small tongue, gently licking it.

Alice's eyes were a little dim, but she finally made up her mind. She opened her cherry lips and took the giant thing into her mouth. A fishy and salty smell immediately rushed into her mouth, but Alice did not dislike it. Instead, she closed her eyes and gently sucked and licked it.

"Mmm... Mmm... Mmm..." Irisviel moaned softly as Wang Chong's thick penis slowly expanded in her mouth, stretching it so much that her small mouth could barely contain it. Trying this for the first time was a bit too much for Irisviel. Even her lover, Emiya Kiritsugu, had never done this before. She could only try this out.

Wang Chong suddenly shuddered and let out a beast-like growl from his throat. He grabbed Irisviel's long silver-white hair with one hand and pressed the back of her head with the other hand, forcing her to open her mouth and stuffing the entire giant thing into her mouth.

"Ouch!" Irisviel cried out in surprise. The sheer size of the thing stretched her mouth to the point of tearing it apart. However, due to the previous whipping, Irisviel's tolerance for pain had already been significantly increased. She quickly adapted, trying to relax her throat and began to stroke the thick object up and down.

Wang Chong's mind was completely consumed by madness. He clutched Irisviel's long hair tightly with both hands and raced through her mouth like a savage conqueror, each thrust reaching her throat and drawing out a stream of glistening saliva. He continuously emitted low gasps and roars, as if he wanted to completely conquer and possess this pure body.

Irisviel felt a little uncomfortable at first, but as he penetrated deeper and deeper, she gradually immersed herself in it, feeling the pleasure of that hard, hot thing throbbing in her mouth. She closed her eyes and began to move her head back and forth in coordination with Wang Chong's movements, whimpering and moaning softly.

"Hah... too... too..." Wang Chong uttered a few broken syllables, his eyes bloodshot and face twisted. He was in a state of utter madness, his sanity completely devoured. Seeing this, Irisviel could only speed up, sucking and stroking vigorously, trying to make him release as quickly as possible.

Gradually, Alice felt the heat coming from her lower body. She couldn't help but feel intoxicated and seemed to begin to enjoy the excitement and pleasure.

"What...what am I doing? I just wanted to help Mr. Caster recover as quickly as possible, to endure the malice and purify the resentment...how did I start to...indulge in it?" Irisviel couldn't help but startle and questioned herself, but she quickly put it out of her mind. As Wang Chong's breathing became more and more rapid, his lower body kept going in and out of Irisviel's small mouth, pushing into the back of her throat, bringing waves of urges to dry heave, making it impossible for her to think so much more carefully.

Although this dry retching sensation made Irisviel feel a little nauseous, she continued to serve Wang Chong devoutly, doing her best to relax her throat to facilitate Wang Chong's entry and exit. With each in and out, Irisviel gradually experienced an unprecedented and strange pleasure, a feeling that made her want more.

Alice raised her head and saw Wang Chong's face twisted by the dual effects of resentment, malice and extreme pleasure. She felt a surge of guilt in her heart and could only suck harder.

"Mmm... Mmm... Mmm..." Irisviel let out a broken moan as Wang Chong's enormous penis moved in and out of her mouth, bringing out large amounts of saliva that dripped onto her plump breasts. Irisviel's body couldn't help but react, her lower body becoming more responsive, becoming unusually wet, and her legs trembling uncontrollably.

"Mr. Caster... please finish this quickly... and vent all that malice."

Irisviel panted and pleaded in her heart. But as if Wang Chong had heard her inner call, Irisviel suddenly felt Wang Chong's lower body suddenly swell up, and then a thick, hot liquid gushed out, pouring straight into her throat.

"Cough... cough cough..." Irisviel was choked by the sudden outburst, and the violent cough echoed throughout the space. She couldn't help but spit out a lot of turbidity from her mouth. It was her first time doing this kind of thing.

Irisviel knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, the nauseating taste still lingering in her mouth. Her heart was filled with mixed emotions: shame, excitement, fear, confusion... all these emotions intertwined, leaving her at a loss.

However, Irisviel had no time to dwell on these matters. She quickly raised her head to check on Wang Chong. Soon, Irisviel noticed that the black aura clinging to him had actually mostly vanished. It seemed that this method of venting could truly clear away such malicious intent quickly.

"I'm sorry... Madam, I did this again..." Because most of the malice had dissipated after venting, Wang Chong was able to wake up from his "loss of control". Looking at Irisviel kneeling on the ground, he said with some self-blame.

"No, this is quite effective, isn't it... Besides, I haven't been tortured that much... This way, maybe we can actually succeed." Irisviel had initially given up hope, hoping to save as many people as possible before her consciousness was completely erased. But the current results gave Irisviel a glimmer of hope. Of course, this was only one of the reasons. Irisviel's eyes kept glancing at the giant creature, her face turning even redder. She seemed less resistant to that method of venting.

"Madam, you really don't have to... Ugh!" Wang Chong sighed, but at that moment, his head ached again, and madness began to creep into his eyes once again. It turned out that the Blade of the Ruined King was still continuously transforming the incoming resentment into mist, pouring it into Wang Chong's body. Now Wang Chong was about to fall into that madness again.

"Mr. Caster... Ugh!!"

Wang Chong suddenly grabbed Irisviel's long, silver-white hair and violently pulled her toward him once again. Irisviel felt pain, and before she could even speak, a thick, long object pierced her mouth once again.

Wang Chong tightly grasped Irisviel's hair, pressed her against his crotch, and violently thrust in and out of her. Irisviel was forced to open her mouth and let Wang Chong ravage her, the huge thing almost bursting her mouth.

The gurgling sound of water echoed through the air, accompanied by the clatter of flesh against flesh. Tears welled in Irisviel's eyes, her face a pained expression. But Wang Chong showed no sign of stopping. He tugged at Irisviel's hair, thrusting hard into her throat, and she sighed in satisfaction.

Irisviel felt like she was suffocating, tears streaming down her face. However, Wang Chong was completely absorbed in his own madness, paying no attention to her feelings. His speed and force grew stronger and stronger, each thrust slamming hard into the depths of Irisviel's throat, causing waves of pain.

Finally, after a fierce sprint, Wang Chong roared and sprayed all his essence into Irisviel's mouth and face. Irisviel collapsed to the ground, coughing and spitting out the foul "malice." Fortunately, Wang Chong's frenzied aura had subsided by more than half, and the speed of this truly surprised Irisviel.

However, the good times did not last long. The roar of resentment once again reached Irisviel's ears. Irisviel immediately understood... even if the speed of venting was faster now, it was still too little compared to the tens of thousands of resentments... This was just the beginning for her.

The author says:

Author's Note: This has been taking too long, so I'll try to wrap it up in the next chapter. I can't help it. Firstly, I don't dare continue, or I'll get a warning. Secondly, if the plot doesn't progress, it'll feel a bit dragged out. I'll try to make it as enjoyable as possible.

Chapter 131: Continuing the Mistake (Part 2)

In the darkness of "hell," the passage of time was no longer discernible. And within the foggy chaos, a man and woman repeated the same action countless times.

The man and woman were Wang Chong and Irisviel, who were constantly undergoing the process of "purifying resentment." Resentful voices roared around them, but whenever they approached them, they were shattered by the nearby Ruined King's Blade, transforming into mist and automatically pouring into Wang Chong's body. Of course, this also meant that Wang Chong's rage intensified, and his actions against Irisviel became increasingly violent.

They couldn't remember how many waves of resentment this had been... Now, more and more resentment was converging here, and the speed at which it was being consumed could no longer keep up with the speed at which it was accumulating. Wang Chong's madness and malice grew stronger, and the desire and murderous glint in his eyes became more and more obvious.

But now, Irisviel's eyes were lifeless. The prolonged, brutal stimulation had left her numb and her mind clouded. She didn't know how much longer this would last. She only knew she had gradually grown accustomed to the foul, fishy smell, and that her body was stained with the scent of the "malice" she had unleashed. It was as if she were being marked, being wantonly sprayed with the thick, pungent "malice." It could be said that her pure, white body was already stained with "sin."

Irisviel was still being held down by Wang Chong's hands, forcing her to swallow and inhale the enormous object, using this "punishment" to vent her resentful malice. However, Irisviel's movements became increasingly skilled, and the initial nausea and discomfort had long since transformed into a strange kind of stimulation and excitement. Wang Chong's rough movements seemed to have become a primal instinct, forcing her to comply and please, and also arousing the original sinful desires hidden deep in Irisviel's soul.

Irisviel's soft red lips tightly wrapped around the source of her sin. The saliva in her mouth, like cleansing holy water, smeared it with a layer of wetness. She was clearly telling herself that this was merely punishment for herself, that she shouldn't have such thoughts. But deep down, she longed for the source of her sin to penetrate her even more forcefully, reaching deep into her throat. This conflicting state of mind brought Irisviel an unprecedented sense of indulgence and joy.

Finally, Wang Chong let out a low moan, as if he had finally found an outlet. His palms kneaded the back of Irisviel's head, forcing her to completely swallow the "evil" until it disappeared from her sight. Irisviel felt her breathing was difficult, yet she couldn't help but crave more. She stretched her throat as wide as possible, trying to accommodate the oversized object, letting it release all its malice, and then she moved her throat to swallow it all.

"Cough cough..."

After repeated attempts, Irisviel had already learned to swallow on her own initiative. Although she still coughed dryly, it was a dramatic change compared to her first time. Remember, Irisviel had never done this to her legitimate husband, Emiya Kiritsugu. Now, not only was she doing this sinful act with other men, she was even so adept at it, so proactive.

"Guji... Guji..."

It seemed that the malice had not been fully released. After exiting the mouth, the giant gave Irisviel a facial cleanser. Irisviel had long been accustomed to this kind of marking behavior. She even had a sense of submission in her eyes, full of nostalgia.

"Ah... why have I become like this... Is this my true nature? Or... am I, like Mr. Caster... unknowingly twisted by those malicious intentions?" Though her mind was already hazy, Irisviel still held on to her thoughts. However... if she gave up thinking, she might truly become a beast.

Just as Irisviel opened her red lips, ready to vent her anger, something suddenly changed. A fierce roar echoed, and a resentful spirit, infinitely more powerful than any of the previous ones, appeared with a ferocious face. The pressure of resentment emanating from it was so intense that even a single glance at it made Irisviel feel as if she were suffocating. Her consciousness was instantly jolted from her trance.

"What is this thing... why did this thing appear?" Alice couldn't help but say it. Wang Chong was still in a frenzy. Would this sudden and unusual resentment completely interrupt their purification ritual and devour them both?

However, this suspicion only lasted a moment before being dispelled by the following scene. Despite its enormous size, the resentful monster, upon encountering the Blade of the Ruined King, seemed to have met its nemesis and was inevitably shattered. Its body completely disintegrated into a vast mist, emitting an unwilling roar as it dissipated.

Upon seeing this, Irisviel breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly, a bad premonition resurfaced in her heart. Such a vast resentment, the accumulated malice was probably unimaginable. Wang Chong was already in a frenzy because the consumption could not keep up with the accumulation. If all this resentment and malice were to be poured into Wang Chong's body, wouldn't it be...

As expected, as Irisviel watched, a vast red and purple mist poured into Wang Chong's body. Wang Chong's body shook violently, and then, somewhat abnormally, he made no sound of a roar. His wide eyes showed no emotion at all. The sudden silence made Irisviel feel uneasy, as if a storm was about to break out.

"Mr. Caster... Sir. How are you now?" Seeing that Wang Chong had not moved for a long time, Irisviel couldn't help but become worried and asked.

"How's it going? Hehehe... I'm feeling pretty good now." However, Wang Chong unexpectedly showed some reaction, and his words weren't as frantic as before. It was just the other person's chilling laughter that exacerbated Irisviel's uneasiness.

"Cas... Ugh!" Irisviel was about to call out something else, but Wang Chong half-knelt down and kissed her directly. Irisviel's pupils dilated instantly as she felt his tongue roughly push open her teeth, wantonly invading her mouth and lingering on her tongue. Her lower body felt an electric shock of stimulation.

Due to the previous "sin" of sucking, Irisviel had already reached the peak of happiness several times in this process, so her lower part was already muddy, with a clear spring flowing in the canyon. The excessive stimulation made her mind, which had finally calmed down, dizzy again due to the impact of desire.

After some reckless behavior, the two separated their lips. Irisviel was breathing heavily. She didn't know what had happened to the other person, but she knew that the Wang Chong in front of her was different from the Mr. Caster in her impression.

"Has Mr. Caster's consciousness been completely twisted and alienated by malice and desire?" Irisviel couldn't help but recall the warnings given to her by Altria and Wang Chong. The resentment and malice in this hell would gradually twist a person. Now that Wang Chong has absorbed such an excessive amount of malice, I'm afraid his consciousness has already...

"It's all my fault... If I hadn't forced him and just let Caster-san take his time, he wouldn't have...!!"

Before Irisviel could blame herself too much, Wang Chong suddenly leaned over and pressed down. His tall and burly body completely covered Irisviel's body, pressing her to the ground.

Alice screamed, and before she could react, Wang Chong had already wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed the source of evil against the entrance.

Irisviel stared at Wang Chong in horror, her eyes filled with fear and panic. She had anticipated what would happen to her and Wang Chong after their consciousness gave way. But she hadn't expected it to happen so quickly, taking her completely off guard.

Wang Chong's eyes revealed a hint of evil. He grasped her waist and thrust forward without mercy. Then, Irisviel felt an indescribable wave of pain and pleasure suddenly surge from the depths of the canyon—the "source of evil" had forced its way into her body and began to violently pound!

Chapter 132: Waking from a dream, as if in another world

"Hehe, is this the representative of the Einzbern family? I didn't expect him to be twisting and turning so uncomfortably now. I really wonder what your lover, Emiya Kiritsugu, would think if he saw this scene?"

"No... don't mention him... Woohoo, this is... this is the punishment I deserve."

On the ground shrouded in black fog, Wang Chong was taunting Irisviel with his words, the one he had so recklessly abused. Tears welled in Irisviel's eyes, and she crossed her arms to shield her face.

Just a short while ago, Irisviel realized that she had been forcibly invaded. Although she had prepared for this, after being completely invaded, Irisviel felt as if something deep in her soul had been shattered.

Due to the long hours of service, her body's desires had already been thoroughly ignited. Although she was being forcibly penetrated, she still felt a constant surge of unbridled pleasure and stimulation within her vagina. Furthermore, perhaps because Emiya Kiritsugu's resources were far inferior to Wang Chong's, Irisviel felt as if her vagina was being torn apart. Even though the passageway was already muddy and served as lubricant, she could still feel the pain.

However, the previous whipping had not only raised Irisviel's pain threshold, but had also caused pain and pleasure to merge. Therefore, after the other person began his in-and-out movements, her body instinctively began to cooperate. If a third person were to see her, she would have looked like one of those streetwalkers, twisting her body passionately with other men, completely devoid of any trace of virtuous image.

This was undoubtedly unacceptable to Irisviel, and after hearing Wang Chong's mocking words, Irisviel felt even more mentally distressed.

The conflicting emotions of physical pleasure and mental pain nearly drove Irisviel insane. She desperately wanted someone to lean on, someone to tell her what to do. However, Emiya Kiritsugu wasn't around, and her only support, Wang Chong, had completely transformed. He toyed with her wantonly, grimly anticipating his eventual utter defeat.

Under those waves of malicious impact, Alice's most primitive instincts had already been stimulated. Her body had become accustomed to the indescribable joy and decadence. The self-blame, confusion, fear and other emotions in her heart began to gradually be replaced, and even her consciousness began to gradually fall into confusion.

Wang Chong now pressed down on Irisviel's voluptuous form, his powerful arms clamping around her waist. Each thrust, deep and shallow, sent the raging root of his sinister nature deep within her. Each thrust pierced deeply into her flower's core, crushing the sensitive clitoris. Irisviel let out a series of shattered cries, her body trembling violently. Her plump breasts lurched up and down with his movements, two bright red spots standing tall in the air.

Wang Chong leaned over, bit one of the red cherries, and sucked and licked it hard. His teeth nibbled on the snow-capped peak from time to time, leaving red marks.

"Um...ah...stop...it hurts...don't..." Alice burst into tears, tears streaming down her face. However, an unbearable itchiness rose in her body, making it impossible for her to refuse Wang Chong's invasion.

Wang Chong's movements became increasingly rapid, creating an ambiguous sound of water. He raised his head, his eyes crimson, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Mrs. Ellie, just enjoy yourself... I'll make you ecstasy..." Before he finished speaking, he rammed into her flower heart once more, drawing a high-pitched moan from Irisviel.

Alice felt that she was losing control of herself, her thoughts were becoming increasingly interrupted, and she knew that she would soon be alienated by those malicious people and become something that even she herself would find ugly and despicable.

"Wuwu..." The sobbing sound echoed again. Irisviel instinctively wanted to grab something, just like a drowning person who will grab anything to save himself, even if it's just a straw. And Irisviel, like an octopus, used her entire body to "grab" the man in front of her.

"Too... too..." But it seemed to have some effect. Wang Chong's voice no longer held a sinister aura, but returned to its low, tired tone. This made Irisviel feel like she had truly grasped a lifeline. With her last remaining conscious effort, she gasped, "Mr. Caster, I'm sorry, I can't... hold on any longer..."

"Madam... you... don't need to care. We are here to purify these things... We have long been prepared to be alienated and erased. There is no need to blame yourself for your own shortcomings... That is not something we would normally do... After being alienated, we are no longer ourselves..." Wang Chong said in a low voice.

"Just like welcoming our own death, let it go... We've already saved so many resentful souls and fulfilled our own obsessions... haven't we? These are probably my last remaining words. Madam, you've completed your own redemption... Let it go."

"Mr. Caster..." Hearing the other party's gentle words, Irisviel's pupils flickered, and then she revealed a sad smile and whispered, "That's true. I have... done enough... right, Mr. Caster."

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"Mmm... too deep... mmm... I'm going to break..." Irisviel panted softly, her plump, round breasts swaying back and forth with Wang Chong's movements, outlining a breathtaking curve. Her long legs wrapped around Wang Chong's waist, her ankles crossed behind his back, as if to pull him closer to her body.

After hearing the normal Wang Chong's final words, Irisviel followed his instructions and completely let go... As the only person she could trust and rely on in this hell, Irisviel believed him without hesitation. Even though he immediately reverted to his sinister appearance, appearing so abruptly. Even though his words were clearly a trap, deliberately leading her straight towards alienation and depravity... Because, without realizing it, Mr. Caster had become the only person Irisviel could rely on.

After completely letting go, Irisviel embraced the pleasure of her body. The source of evil rubbed every inch of soft flesh in her body, bringing waves of tingling and sour stimulation and pleasure, making her vagina involuntarily and greedily swallow and spit out the foreign object that invaded her body.