The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

"Then let go and get off me."

"Okay." Wang Chong loosened his hand and stood up from Atalanta. But who would have thought that as soon as he left her, she shot out like an arrow at such a fast speed that she would soon disappear from sight.

"How can you still act so dishonestly?" Mordred was stunned when he saw this scene. He then asked Wang Chong, "Master, do you want me to capture her?"

"No, you've seen how fast this guy is. I can't catch up with him." Wang Chong shook his head and said.

"What should we do? Should we just let her get away? Or use the Command Spell?" Mordred frowned.

"I can use the teleportation spell to make the Master appear at the edge of the castle immediately. Help the Master win this bet." At this time, Semiramis took the initiative to speak.

"If I use magic spells, she will be discovered, and then I think she will still not accept it. Well, look how anxious you are, it makes me feel like I am really going to lose. Don't worry, just let her run for a while." Wang Chong said with a smile.

……

Atalanta was running fast at this moment, looking back from time to time. When she saw that there was no one in sight, her face did not show any joy or pride, but instead a trace of worry and loss.

But Atalanta did not hesitate. She continued to run towards her goal. The end of the city was within reach, and she would soon win the bet.

"Om-"

"!!!"

Suddenly, Atalanta stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes filled with disbelief. At the end, Wang Chong was standing there, yawning.

"You...where did you come from?!" Atalanta said in surprise as she looked at Wang Chong who had already reached the finish line.

"Where did you come from? I was just running, then passed you and reached the finish line. Didn't you see it?" Wang Chong said, yawning.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I just saw that there was no one at the finish line! And how could I not notice you passed me! What on earth did you use!?" Atalanta questioned.

"I think you really can't notice it, just like I took this pig head from your hand just in an instant, and you didn't notice it." Suddenly, a black demon pig head appeared in Wang Chong's hand, and he kept throwing it up.

Atalanta was startled and immediately looked at the pig-head shoulder ornament that was originally placed on her right shoulder. Sure enough, her right shoulder was empty.

"How can this be--!?" Atalanta turned around and was about to continue questioning, but found that the other party had disappeared at the finish line. Atalanta hurriedly looked to both sides, but did not see the other party.

But suddenly, she felt her tail being held, and a tingling sensation instantly climbed from her tailbone to her back. Atalanta almost collapsed to the ground. But then a voice rang out from behind her, saying, "Atalanta... I'm too fast, so fast that your eyes can't keep up with my movements. This is the truth. In running, you can't outrun me either, even if you jump the gun."

"Now, are you willing to accept defeat?" Wang Chong stopped torturing Atalanta, let go of her tail, and said.

Chapter 145: Atalanta's Journey

"At least Atalanta will be obedient now. I remember that in the legend, Atalanta was a very trustworthy person. I just don't know if the altered Atalanta will be as trustworthy as the original one. Tsk... this damn system, it clearly said that there would be no mistakes, but this servant almost ran away! I'm going to settle the score with this later!" Wang Chong thought viciously.

I had thought the summoned creature would be more stable this time, but unexpectedly, the structure still went awry. Fortunately, I knew Ta-Meow well enough, otherwise, I would have definitely been in trouble again.

"Hehe..." But at this moment, Atalanta, with her back to Wang Chong, let out a strange laugh. This made Wang Chong feel a little puzzled. What was she laughing at? Was she mocking him? Was this frenzied Atalanta not as obedient as she was in her normal state?

"It seems I have to use the power of destruction. Anyway, now that I have the world as a substitute, no one can escape from my sight!" Wang Chong narrowed his eyes and began to plan to use the last resort. However, everything that happened next was completely beyond Wang Chong's expectations.

Atalanta didn't flee. Instead, she turned around. Her expression was no longer as cold as before, but a blush appeared on her face, a hint of shyness from a young girl. Atalanta immediately hugged Wang Chong, rubbing her face against his chest like a big cat, acting coquettishly.

"What's going on? WOC! How did her favorability reach 80 points?" Wang Chong noticed something strange about Atalanta's behavior, especially the passionate look in her eyes. He quickly used the Eye of Sin to check. Sure enough, Atalanta's favorability had reached 80 points.

"No? Can someone explain this?" Wang Chong was stunned. He'd been trying to figure out how to tame this wild cat, and now it was already happening in one go? Shouldn't he have drawn a world that paused time, not the Red King that skipped time? What the hell was going on?

"What are you doing?" Wang Chong had no choice but to ask Atalanta tentatively.

"Of course I accept defeat... From now on, Atalanta will obey the Master in everything, and I will work hard to be a worthy wife for him." After saying this, Atalanta shyly buried her head in his chest and began to mutter softly, "Praise the goddess Artemis... As expected, the guidance of the moon goddess was correct. Atalanta has found the husband of my dreams."

"??? How does this have anything to do with Artemis?" Although Atalanta spoke softly, she could not escape Wang Chong's hearing.

"Hey, host, this initial impression bonus is pretty good, right?" At this time, the system finally spoke.

"System, could it be that you came up with the guidance of Artemis?" At this time, Wang Chong immediately reacted and guessed some of the truth.

……

A few minutes ago, Atalanta sensed Wang Chong's summons from the Throne of Heroes and was about to respond. But at that moment, the voice of Artemis, the goddess she most believed in, echoed in her mind: "Little Atalanta, are you heading off to the battlefield again?"

"! Our Lady Goddess." Atalanta was startled when she heard the goddess' voice. She immediately began to kneel down in worship and pray.

"Little Atalanta, are you still blaming me for not being able to help you back then?" The goddess' voice continued to echo in his mind.

"No, how dare I blame the goddess. It was clearly me who failed the goddess's expectations and betrayed my faith." Atalanta responded to the voice in her mind with her heart.

"Haha, little Atalanta, you have grown up and should have found a suitable husband. But you ended up with regrets... But it doesn't matter. I have found a chance for you to change your destiny. You will meet the man who is truly right for you~" said the goddess with a smile.

"Eh... could it be?" Atalanta was smart, and she immediately thought of the fact that she had just felt the call and the goddess' voice was transmitted to her mind.

"Hehe, it's just as you thought, little Atalanta. The Master who came to summon you is the destined one I chose for you. When you see him for the first time, you will understand what I said. If you don't believe me... I remember correctly, little Atalanta, you once said that whoever can outrun you can become your husband. You can try this~" the goddess said in a playful voice.

"No, of course... I trust the goddess." Atalanta said with her head down.

"Then go quickly~ As a final reminder before leaving~ That man is quite outstanding. If little Atalanta doesn't try her best to show her charm and use the skills she had when hunting demon boars, that man might be snatched away by another woman~" After saying that, the goddess' voice never responded again, and Atalanta also felt that her consciousness was about to transform into a servant, so she responded to the call.

When she opened her eyes, the first thing that caught her eye was a heroic face. In Atalanta's cognition and memory, she had never seen such a handsome man. For a moment, her heart, which had been silent for a long time, began to beat fast.

"Is this the destined person that the goddess was talking about? He is truly extraordinary... Huh? The two women next to him, one has the murderous aura of a veteran on the battlefield, and the other has the noble temperament of a queen. Tsk, it's just as the goddess said, there are a lot of competitors." At this time, Atalanta looked at Modred with a hint of hostility.

"Tsk, you're actually standing in front of the Master... When it comes to snatching prey, I'm confident I can't lose to anyone!"

With this in mind, Atalanta boldly attacked, intending to capture Wang Chong directly so that she could monopolize the Master and no one would come to compete with her. However, she never expected that instead of capturing her Master, she was actually pinned to the ground by her Master. However, this behavior of the other party not only did not humiliate Atalanta, but this crushing strength further strengthened Atalanta's favor towards him.

The Greek era was an era that revered heroes. Although Atalanta was somewhat disdainful of excessive glory, she was also influenced by that environment and always had a little affection for truly strong people and heroes. What's more, Atalanta grew up in the mountains, and some of her values ​​were the same as those of wild beasts. The law of the jungle was engraved in her instincts. Therefore, the other party's forceful behavior of pressing her under would only make Atalanta... desire to reproduce with the other party.

"No... No! I... I have to be reserved. If I keep talking about having children or something, how will the other party view me? Especially since there are two women present." Therefore, Atalanta suppressed her inner restlessness and kept a stern face.

Perhaps it was her stern expression that caused the other party to misunderstand her, but she ended up having a race with her own master. This surprised and delighted Atalanta. She was delighted that the other party's behavior was exactly what she wanted, but she was shocked that everything was unfolding as the goddess had predicted. She actually had to use a race to test whether the other party was her destined one.

However, due to her excessive emotion, Atalanta felt that she could no longer maintain her composure, so in a panic, she could only run away the moment the other party let go of her. However, in her mind, since the goddess had said that the other party was her destined one, even if she jumped the gun, the other party would definitely be able to beat her in the race.

And then… Atalanta regretted it. She realized her Master hadn't caught up. Could it be that her early start had displeased him, causing him to give up on her? As soon as this thought occurred to her, Atalanta was overwhelmed with regret. How could she have done such a foolish thing? Her initial good mood at finding her partner suddenly faded.

"How about, after we reach the finish line... I can apologize? Just say that I showed my ability. Hmm?" Just as Atalanta was still regretting and thinking about how to make amends for this matter, she unexpectedly found that the Master she had been thinking about appeared at the finish line.

Atalanta thought she was dreaming and even began to question its authenticity. However, the other party repeatedly convinced her with his true abilities, which she could not penetrate. This made Atalanta no longer doubt the other party's strength and the destiny set by the goddess.

"Ah, a beautiful, incredibly powerful Master... who even beat me in a race. So, I can only fulfill the vow I made and become his wife, right?" At this thought, Atalanta's mood shifted from low to peak joy, unable to contain her feelings any longer. She no longer cared about her girlish reserve, especially since he was grabbing her sensitive tail. Wasn't that a sign that he was willing to accept her?

Therefore, Atalanta embraced Wang Chong without hesitation, carefully inhaling the scent of male hormones emanating from him. This undoubtedly made Atalanta's already somewhat beastly gaze towards Wang Chong even more fanatical.

Chapter 146: The Prison Door Rivals the Walls of Camelot

After listening to the system's explanation and getting Atalanta to open up, Wang Chong finally understood what was going on. This whole thing was a complete blunder! Originally, Atalanta could have been communicated normally and recruited into the team, but because the system pretended to be Artemis and communicated with Atalanta, it backfired and made him go through a lot of trouble to win her over.

"System... Could you please inform me in advance before you do anything next time? Do you know how much time you've wasted on everyone?!" Wang Chong kept tapping on the system panel in his consciousness, punishing the other party.

"It hurts! Host, but isn't the result pretty good? You can directly obtain a heroic spirit with a favorability of 80, and you don't have to worry about her betraying the host. The relationship can even be taken a step further. Isn't it pretty good?" said the system.

"This won't happen again." Wang Chong patted the system panel again and focused his consciousness back on reality.

"Oh my goodness! I was just momentarily stunned, and the octopus has already embraced me? This is getting more and more outrageous."

At this moment, Wang Chong realized that Atalanta was hanging on his body, and he couldn't pull her off. He had no choice but to let her hang on his body like this as "meat armor".

Afterwards, in order not to waste time, Wang Chong stopped and hurried on, and soon returned to the center of the Hanging Garden.

"Wow, Master, is it done? How did you manage to go there and come back so suddenly?" Mordred was surprised again when he saw Wang Chong suddenly appear in front of him, and said.

"Some special skills are not worth mentioning. But it's time for you to come down, Atalanta. Be obedient." Wang Chong patted Atalanta on the back and said.

"Okay~" Atalanta reluctantly dismounted from Wang Chong like a cat on catnip. However, when she looked at Mordred and Semiramis, her expression returned to its previous coldness.

"Master, what kind of magic potion did you feed her? She was so vicious before, how come she has become like this all of a sudden?" Mordred couldn't help but complain as he saw the other party's attitude change faster than turning the pages of a book.

"Hehe... maybe the Master conquered this new sister with his charm~" Semiramis said teasingly.

"Hmph, what love potion, what sisters. I don't know anything about these nonsense. I only know that you can't take my Master away from me." Atalanta said shockingly.

"Huh? Stealing the Master?" Mordred had several question marks popping up in his head. He always felt that there was something wrong with the new Servant's brain. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "Don't tell me all Berserkers are like this."

Finally, after Wang Chong had spent a considerable amount of time explaining and explaining, both sides finally understood what was going on. A certain tower cat had already crouched in a corner, drawing circles in shame, wishing it could find a crack in the floor tiles to crawl into. Meanwhile, Mordred was suppressing a smile, his face almost red.

"Congratulations, Master, for capturing the heart of another female Heroic Spirit. I just wonder how you're going to explain this to those two little goddesses later." Semiramis said with a wicked smile as she glanced at Atalanta squatting in the corner. She then looked at Wang Chong and said.

"Uh... I'll explain this in detail... By the way, have we finished visiting all the useful buildings in this city?" Wang Chong asked.

"Of course not. I've only seen half of what I understand. There are still some things I haven't figured out clearly." Seeing that Wang Chong was asking about serious matters, Semiramis stopped joking and explained.

"Is there anything you don't understand?" Wang Chong frowned and asked in confusion.

"Yes, after all, the materials of the sacrifices are different, so the details of the hanging gardens will be different. For example, this carpet on the ground was added temporarily compared to the original version. The only part of the building I know is the main part." Semiramis said.

"Then let's continue the tour. Only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we win every battle. We can't be unaware of what powerful things are in our own fortress." Wang Chong said.

"Yes."

……

Wang Chong discovered that sometimes, it's better not to know too much, otherwise, knowing will only make him feel more depressed. Some of the buildings he visited next completely undermined the impressiveness of Sky Flower's previous appearance. For example, a monster-spawning building built from ferocious bones would spawn 10 skeletons every hour, totaling 240 skeletons a day. While spawning over 200 skeletons a day might seem impressive, Semiramis could summon thousands of Dragonfangs with a single Great Summoning. In comparison, this monster-spawning building was simply worthless.

Then there's the treasure chest room made of black keys, which forces God's devout believers to pray for 10 minutes. Unless attacked, they can't interrupt the prayer. After completing the 10-minute prayer, a treasure chest will be awarded. Opening it reveals a chest full of black keys. When Wang Chong first saw this church treasure chest room, he thought he'd get some kind of faith-related buff. But after experiencing it and seeing the pile of black keys in the treasure chest, Wang Chong's face darkened. What the hell is this?

"Don't worry, maybe it will have a miraculous effect on some silly village girl. Just think of it as a 10-minute control." Wang Chong could only comfort himself in this way.

In short, the so-called different buildings with different details are basically useless. It seems that the main reason is that the materials provided are not good enough, and too many useless things are stuffed in, resulting in these additional buildings being not very good.

"This is the last one... It looks a bit like a place where prisoners are held." After seeing so many buildings with not much value, Semiramis became a little uninterested. After pushing open the door and walking into the basement, she looked at the iron chains hanging around and said subconsciously.

However, Wang Chong's face couldn't have been darker. He recognized the chains; they were his own Fool's Chains. After entering, the door slammed shut, and he saw the Fool's Chains come alive, binding and restraining the four people who had entered the room.

As for the strength of the chains... everyone broke them easily.

"It's probably just a useless trap room. Once you step into it, you will be restrained by these chains. But I guess it can only be used against magicians who have not practiced physical skills. It basically poses no threat to servants." After Semiramis finished her judgment, there was also some disappointment in her eyes. After all, this thing can be completely replaced by her own binding magic.

"It's like a prison cell that can only hold ordinary people? This is really..." said Mordred.

"Huh? Since this is a prison cell, why is there such a big bed here? And this bed... is so soft and comfortable. Is it necessary for prisoners to sleep on such a good bed?" At this time, the sharp-eyed Atalanta immediately noticed the big bed at the end of the room. She took three or two steps over, sat down on the bed, felt the softness, and said.

"Huh? Why is there a bed?" Wang Chong, who had been sulking, suddenly sensed something was amiss. The idea of ​​a luxurious, high-end bed in a room holding prisoners was simply out of place.

"I say... have you noticed that after we broke the chain, the door of this room didn't seem to open." Mordred was at the only entrance and exit of this room at this moment, pushing the door hard, but found that it didn't move at all.

"What's going on? What's wrong with this door? How can I not push it open? Hey! Semiramis! Do you mind if I smash this broken door with my sword?" Mordred pushed hard several times, even hitting it with his fists but finding it ineffective, he couldn't help but feel a little angry. He picked up the royal sword and said to Semiramis with his back to her.

"This... wait a minute, let me try to see if I can open this door by operating the Noble Phantasm." Semiramis also felt something was wrong and spoke.

Mordred then stepped aside, allowing Semiramis to chant a spell in front of the door. After a while, Semiramis stopped the magic. Wang Chong saw this and asked, "How is it? Can you open it?"

"No problem, this room is still within the control of my treasure... But I found something even stranger, that is, the magic circle in this room is still working, as if it has not yet revealed its full potential." Semiramis said.

"Oh? Looks like there's finally something interesting here. Mordred, try to see if you can break the door open with your sword." Wang Chong suddenly became interested and said.

"Let me try! Release the magic!" Mordred released his own magic power, and a red stream of magic rose from the silver-white king sword. Mordred raised the sword and chopped it on the "iron gate".

"boom!"

A huge wave of magical power swept across the surroundings. Semiramis deployed a defensive spell to resist the sweeping magical fluctuations. Her beautiful eyes, staring forward, gradually brightened and became amused. She murmured, "This is really..."

"Damn! This broken door gives me the feeling of a sword hitting the wall of Camelot." Mordred's incredulous voice was heard in the smoke. After the smoke and dust dissipated, the "iron door" appeared intact in everyone's sight.

Chapter 147 Pink Mist

"Mordred, if you use your treasure, can you split this door open?" Wang Chong asked.

"I'm afraid it's going to be difficult. The space here is too small, and the aftermath of the magic explosion won't dissipate. Even if I can really split that door open, I'm afraid this room will be destroyed first. Then I'll be buried alive." Mordred shook his head and put away his sword. He said, "Master, what material did you throw here to make this door so strong? I can even feel that some of my magic power was absorbed by this door with that attack just now. And I don't know if it's my imagination, but this door gives me a very familiar aura, as if it is related to me."

"Now that you mention it, I seem to have an impression. Do you still remember the fragments of the round table you broke earlier? After I picked that thing up, I also threw it into the clearance inventory and cleared it out among the sacrificial materials... Could it be that this door... has been sublimated into a 'round table' by the fragments?" Wang Chong smacked his lips. If his idea was correct, then wouldn't this door of his be the same as the idealistic shield of a certain schoolmate?

When Wang Chong thought of this, he felt a little distressed. That was the Idealistic Shield that could withstand physical attacks, but it was placed inconspicuously in such a small corner of the basement, used as a door to a trap room to prevent people from blowing out. Isn't this too much of a waste?

"Huh? You said this door is actually a round table?" Mordred was dumbfounded after hearing Wang Chong's explanation.

"Alas, what a waste! Such a solid door, if used as a city gate and a defensive spell is constructed, the entire Hanging Garden can become a fortress that is difficult to destroy from the front. Master, next time if you have any special materials, you must tell me clearly, and don't just throw them there like garbage." Semiramis also sighed and said.

"Uh... you can't blame me. How would I have known the Round Table fragments would have such an effect? ​​You just said the more materials the better, so I cleared out all the materials in the system space and put them there. I even forgot there were fragments inside." Wang Chong spread his hands and said, "Compared to all this...isn't your trap room finished yet? Is it just a room that chains and traps enemies and prevents them from leaving?"

"Let me see... Hmm? Strange, judging by the reaction of the spell, something else is working in this room. Strange, it should have taken effect. Why don't I feel anything?" Semiramis said, frowning as she looked at the magic spell in her hand.

"Do you smell anything strange?" At this time, Atalanta was lying on the bed, sniffing something like a big cat. She said, "There is a very sweet smell...filling the air."

"A very sweet smell? Where is it?" Wang Chong frowned and tried to take several breaths, but didn't feel anything.

"Master, come and take a look at my side. I think the smell is particularly strong here," Atalanta Duck said, sitting on the bed. Wang Chong then approached the large bed, his eyes slightly surprised. He could indeed smell a slightly sweet scent here, pleasant and comfortable.