The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

Irisviel's eyes were completely enchanted. She lowered her head obediently, opened her mouth, and swallowed the Noble Phantasm stained with bodily fluids. The fishy smell emanating from the Noble Phantasm made her feel a little uncomfortable, but she quickly adapted to the taste and began to suck diligently.

Wang Chong sighed comfortably, stroked Irisviel's hair and encouraged her, "Well done, my Elly." Praised, Irisviel worked even harder, her tongue flexibly moving around every corner of the treasure.

"Hmm..." Irisviel mumbled, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth, onto the skin of her chest. Sometimes she swallowed the entire Noble Phantasm deep down her throat, sometimes she spat it out, holding only the tip, her tongue swirling around the umbrella-shaped edge.

Wang Chong was incredibly comfortable being served. He placed his hands on Irisviel's head and arched his back to match her rhythm. "You're a quick learner. You're practically born for this kind of thing," he exclaimed, reaching out to knead Irisviel's plump, snow-capped breasts.

Irisviel moaned a few times, but didn't resist Wang Chong's caresses. Her tongue focused on the sensitive spot at the tip of the Noble Phantasm, the inner walls of her mouth squeezing and massaging the entire Noble Phantasm. With this superb technique, Wang Chong soon felt the urge to ejaculate.

"Drink it all." Wang Chong grabbed Irisviel's hair and pressed her head down, preventing her from breaking free. Irisviel retched a few times, but still managed to swallow the thick liquid that gushed out.

After a long moment, Wang Chong slowly drew out his treasure. Irisviel gasped for breath, a wisp of silver hanging from the corner of her mouth.

After this session, Wang Chong sat on the ground and waved his hand, stopping the tide of resentful spirits around him. He realized that if he continued doing this, his sinking value wouldn't significantly increase. It was time to move on to the next step.

Wang Chong knew that Irisviel's cooperation with him was not only because she had become addicted to pleasure and had been gradually tamed, but also because she was venting her own pain. Wang Chong knew that the repeated blows in the real world had, to a certain extent, closed Irisviel's heart. If he wanted to completely destroy Irisviel's soul, he would have to untie some of her "heart knots" and break the closedness.

Therefore, Wang Chong stopped the tide of resentful spirits, allowing Irisviel a chance to rest and clear her mind. With her pain vented, rationality would return to her mind. Then, Irisviel would be forced to think, in this dream from which she would never know when to wake up, to figure out how to break the current situation. Of course, Wang Chong also played a role in this. Don't forget that Wang Chong had used his power beyond the heavens to instill numerous hints in Irisviel's body.

"Boom..."

The sound of an intimate kiss rang out, and Irisviel sat completely in Wang Chong's arms, clinging to him tightly, kissing and licking his cheeks. She even used her hands to straighten her Noble Phantasm, actively allowing it to enter her flowery vagina, which was splashing with her flower juice.

"Ahaha..." Irisviel's eyes flashed with excitement, and she even began to move her waist up and down. This actually made Wang Chong feel a little bit confused.

"It seems that the inertia is still there... Forget it, it's not good to wake up suddenly. I will slowly gather all the evil spirits." Wang Chong pressed Irisviel's waist and started a new round of plowing.

Irisviel bounced up and down with Wang Chong's movements, her plump breasts pressed tightly against his chest. This position allowed the Noble Phantasm to penetrate to its fullest depths, reaching the very depths with each thrust. Irisviel was soon driven unconscious, only able to utter broken moans. "Ah... too deep... it's going to break..."

Wang Chong held Irisviel's hips, increasing the force and speed of his thrusts. A gurgling sound echoed from their connection, and Irisviel's juices splashed everywhere as Wang Chong moved. Irisviel's body cooperated with the movements with unwavering sincerity, her vagina enthusiastically tightening around the Noble Phantasm, as if to absorb it into her body. Wang Chong growled in pleasure, and the hand holding Irisviel's hips became restless, kneading the elastic flesh.

As the movement continued, Irisviel felt more and more stimulation. She threw her head back, letting out high-pitched screams, her entire body trembling with convulsions. Wang Chong, stimulated by her reactions, became even more ferocious, each thrust driving him deep into her.

"Again... Ouch! No... I can't take it anymore!" Irisviel moaned incoherently, her nails leaving red marks on Wang Chong's back. Wang Chong ignored her pleas and simply accelerated his thrusts.

Finally, after a burst of rapid thrusts, Wang Chong could no longer hold back. With a low growl, he poured all of his scorching seed of desire into the place where Illya had once resided. Irisviel screamed, and her vagina contracted violently, squeezing out every last drop of seed.

The two sat in each other's arms, panting heavily. Irisviel's body flushed with the flush of passion, her face a lazy expression. Wang Chong kissed her tenderly, stroking her hair with one hand. This time, Wang Chong held Irisviel down, allowing her to calm down in his reassuring embrace, no longer focusing all her attention on the exercise.

Chapter 194: The Dream Reappears (Part 2)

"Why should I believe you? How could I not know what tricks you alien servants have come up with?" Emiya Kiritsugu said in a deep voice.

"Put your hand out." The mysterious man suddenly spoke and stretched out his right hand.

Emiya Kiritsugu didn't understand what the other party meant and didn't rush to move. The mysterious man continued, "Don't you want me to prove that I'm not in the same group with them? Then reach out your hand and use the contract magic. You will understand."

"Hmm?" Emiya Kiritsugu frowned, stretched out his hand and began to experimentally use the magic of the contracted servant. Soon, Emiya Kiritsugu felt the contract link coming from the other side.

"What is this...? You don't have a Master? How is this possible?" Emiya Kiritsugu wanted to break it off the next moment, but someone was faster than him and interrupted the contract magic process first.

"I have the ability to act alone. My mission isn't to fight in the Holy Grail War. I have no interest in the Holy Grail," the mysterious man said.

"Your mission... is to have me cooperate with you to kill someone?" Emiya Kiritsugu said.

"Yes."

"Who?"

"Caster. Of course, he's not just a servant, he's the real deal," the mysterious man said.

"Why? Is it because of what you just said, that he is the mastermind behind this?" Emiya Kiritsugu said in a deep voice.

"Because he shouldn't exist, my sole purpose is to destroy him." The mysterious man paused and continued, "However, he is indeed the true Master of those Servants."

"I have some special means to track his location. Without a doubt, I have observed him coming into contact with those unusual Servants several times." The mysterious man finished speaking and continued, "Also, as I just said, he has never been a so-called Servant, but a Master. However, he has hidden this information from you. His true and effective Servant is indeed a Caster-class Servant, but not himself. I have a picture to prove this to you."

After saying this, the mysterious man used magic to unfold a memory picture. It was the first time he ambushed Wang Chong and Jeanne d'Arc at Yuanzang Mountain. He stabbed Wang Chong directly and threw him off the cliff. At this time, Jeanne d'Arc showed her spiritual clothes and fought with him. In order to avoid further entanglement, he immediately retreated.

"Do you understand? That man originally did not have any combat power that belonged to a Servant, and he was not a Servant. Instead, the guy who you have always regarded as Caster's Master is the real Servant. Think carefully about what happened on the first night, don't you think it is a bit too coincidental? After I shot, you also shot instantly, and soon after, on the second night, the news of your identity as an alien Servant Master was spread, and the shooting of Caster's group on the first night was regarded as evidence." The mysterious man said.

"..." Of course, Emiya Kiritsugu was aware of the crimes pinned on him. He had learned all of this while being hunted by Kotomine Kirei, and had extracted information from him one by one.

"I was also hiding in the sewers and stumbled upon your conversation with that church member. That's why I could see it objectively. Without that guy's warning, this blame wouldn't have been placed on you. Or rather, it couldn't have been placed on you at all," the mysterious man said. "They knew you very well, even your actions. This was a premeditated frame-up. And the person who could have done this couldn't have been Tōsaka Tokiomi, the bystander. It could only have been the guy who orchestrated it, concealing his identity."

……

"Wang... Mr. Wang Chong... why don't you continue?"

An unknown amount of time passed in the dim space. Irisviel now had her arms around Wang Chong, trying to twist her body up and down, but was stopped by Wang Chong.

"Mrs. Ellie...that's enough."

Wang Chong once again let his acting kick in, and began his performance. He looked at Irisviel with a mixture of pity and guilt, saying, "Mrs. Ellie, you should understand that there are no more vengeful spirits now."

"..." Irisviel's originally dazed gaze now became somewhat desolate and lost, as if she had lost her goal and motivation. She knew this well; even during her earlier passionate exercise, she had noticed the roars of the resentful spirits around her were no longer heard. She also noticed that Wang Chong's domineering and evil aura was gradually disappearing, and his movements were becoming increasingly gentle.

But Irisviel deceived herself, wanting to continue until she woke up from this dream. Knowing it was just a ridiculous dream, why not let go of herself? Furthermore, since the dream hadn't ended, it meant she had only just ended the wave of resentful spirits, and was far from purifying Fuyuki's resentful spirits.

However, Irisviel could deceive herself, but the man before her clearly had no intention of doing so. This made Irisviel feel lonely, yet she leaned even closer to him, driven by an inexplicable sense of trust. Perhaps it was his self-reproach that made Irisviel appreciate and trust him even more.

"Madam, I..."

"Shh, no need to say more, it's fine just like this, just like this..." Irisviel didn't loosen her arms, but said softly, "I don't blame you at all. On the contrary... do you think I'm a shameless woman?"

"How could it be... You've gone to such lengths for this. In my heart, you will always be that noble, loyal, and charming wife." Wang Chong praised her generously.

"Noble and loyal?" Irisviel gave a wry smile. Was she truly worthy of such a description now? Her body was still enveloped by his Noble Phantasm, intimately connected to him. In fact, it was now she who actively desired him. Irisviel knew her own inner state, and she realized that her heart had quietly shifted. But Wang Chong's words were like two thorns, piercing her soul.

"You will always be the most beautiful wife in my heart. That's why I was so rude to myself and defiled you... Well!" Wang Chong wanted to continue speaking, but at this time Alice took the initiative to block Wang Chong's mouth, making him unable to speak.

"Hahahahaha..."

The two kissed passionately, their voices echoing through the empty space. After a long moment, their lips parted, a thread of water connecting them. Irisviel gazed directly at Wang Chong, a gentle smile on her face. She said, "In this case, it's not your fault. I'm such a shameless woman. It was...it was me who seduced you."

Although the words she spoke were so lewd, Irisviel's innocent and gentle smile was so strong that Wang Chong, who was still acting, couldn't help but waver. Especially since Irisviel said this, it was clear that she didn't want to continue blaming herself.

Damn it, does this lady even know what she's doing? This is even more... even more addictive than actual seduction, wanting to completely destroy this sanctity!

Wang Chong suppressed his sadistic urges, trying to remain calm. However, the man's body was also honest. His Noble Phantasm trembled with excitement at Irisviel's words. Irisviel, who had already engaged in intercourse with Wang Chong countless times in this dream, immediately sensed the change in him. Her face flushed slightly as she began to twist her hips slightly, feeling an inexplicable sense of satisfaction and joy.

If Wang Chong opened the Eye of Sin at this time, he would easily find that Irisviel's favorability was quietly rising from 70 to 71 and 72.

"Mrs.... Mrs. Ellie, it's been a long time since we last met, so take a good rest. Otherwise, if another wave of resentful souls comes later, I'm worried that you won't be able to hold on." Wang Chong also noticed Alice's little action and said quickly.

"So there are more... By the way, vengeful spirits, this dream happened after the Holy Grail War was over, when Emiya Kiritsugu made a wish for the Holy Grail, causing the destruction of Fuyuki. In other words, it should have happened in the future... I originally thought that this dream was just a nightmare I had for no reason after hearing those messages last night. But now it's back again, and this dream is so real... Could it be a precognitive dream?" Irisviel couldn't help but think.

At this moment, the suggestion within Irisviel quietly took effect, causing her to mistake the dream for a precognitive one. Following this line of thought, Irisviel suddenly hit upon a crucial point: "If this dream is a precognitive one, then... can I use this to ask this future Mr. Wang Chong about what might happen on the fourth night tomorrow?"

Chapter 195: Dream Reappearance (End)

"Well, Mr. Wang Chong... just sitting here like this feels a bit strange... How about we talk about something else?" Irisviel abruptly changed the subject; after all, she wasn't good at trickery. But Wang Chong could see what Irisviel meant. It was more like he had deliberately facilitated what Irisviel wanted to ask him. So, he nodded and said, "Well, ma'am, what would you like to discuss?"

"I..." Irisviel was about to ask directly about Illya, but she felt that it would be a bit strange to ask directly, so she paused and said, "Actually, for some reason, my memory of the past few days is a bit fuzzy. Do you remember what happened?"

"I still remember roughly... which night do you want to know about?" Wang Chong asked.

"It's about... the fourth night, when we were going to enter the castle." Irisviel was a little uncertain. Would this future world line be the same as the current one?

"This..." Wang Chong frowned and did not answer directly, as if he had some deep concerns.

"What's wrong? What happened on the fourth night?" Seeing Wang Chong like this, Alice had a bad premonition and asked hurriedly.

"Alas, Madam, what you want to ask most is the whereabouts of your daughter Illya, right?" Wang Chong said with a sigh.

"It's... Illya, could it be..." Irisviel looked at Wang Chong's expression and her heart suddenly sank. Could it be that Illya had really...

"I don't know..." Wang Chong shook his head, giving an ambiguous answer. But Irisviel remained unconvinced and said with a wry smile, "Mr. Wang Chong, you don't have to worry about me. Even... even if it's the worst news, I can... hold on. After all, I don't have anything to worry about now, right? I'm already dead."

"...Perhaps now, Illya may really be like that. After all, the Fuyuki fire was so big, and we lost our protection. Emiya Kiritsugu also went crazy. Illya is such a young child, I'm afraid she can't do it at all... But, I did not lie to you, madam, I really don't know Illya's whereabouts. Because we failed on the fourth night." Wang Chong sighed and said.

"Eh? Failure?" Irisviel looked at Wang Chong in disbelief. He already had the King of Heroes, Jeanne d'Arc, Saber, and Mr. Wang Chong, but he still failed?

"Could it be that the powerful being who can hunt the True Ancestor has not arrived? Or is the True Ancestor's strength more terrifying than we imagined, so we all failed?" Irisviel couldn't help but ask.

"No, that powerful being helped us get rid of the True Ancestor, but that was all he did. It was us... who were defeated in the Servant War." Wang Chong shook his head and said.

"How could that be? Didn't Saber already regain her Noble Phantasm? And since that True Ancestor has been eliminated, with Jeanne Ruler's help, there's no way we can lose." Irisviel said quickly.

"That's exactly it, Madam. Because of me, Saber, Jeanne... the three of us fell into a trap and were sealed in a room along with you. The barrier was too rogue. If the output was too high, we would be buried along with the entire room. If the output was too low, it would be impossible to break through. We were trapped in that barrier for too long, and eventually the other Servants were defeated one by one."

"Afterwards, the barrier was opened by the enemy, and the alien servants surrounded us. It was Jeanne who led us out of the siege... But we also completely lost the chance to defeat the alien servants. We also failed to rescue Miss Illya." Wang Chong explained.

"How could it be... Is there any barrier that Mr. Wang Chong, as a Caster, cannot resolve?" Irisviel asked.

"There's no other way. This barrier has been reinforced by the rules. As long as its rules and conditions are not met, it is difficult to break it by force. The more difficult the conditions are to complete, the better the effect will be, and the more difficult it will be to break it by using magic principles. This is already equivalent to a less popular use of magic such as incantations. Apart from meeting its conditions, we have no way to break the door." Wang Chong explained.

"Conditions? What are the conditions?" Irisviel asked.

"...This." Wang Chong didn't say anything, seeming a little hesitant. Irisviel could tell that Wang Chong must have known about this, but what kind of conditions could make Wang Chong so embarrassed?

However, at this moment, many shrieks were heard, and it seemed that the next wave of resentful spirits had finally arrived. After hearing those shrieks, Irisviel realized that this was all she could ask for now.

"The vengeful spirits are coming again. Madam, you..." Wang Chong hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything. Irisviel saw Wang Chong's concerns, shook her head, and said, "I've already said it, it was me who seduced Mr. Wang Chong."

As she spoke, Irisviel began to move, allowing Wang Chong's Noble Phantasm to rapidly move in and out of her passage, which had long been tingling with stagnation. Gradually, Irisviel began to breathe lightly.

"If you had taken action earlier, maybe Mr. Wang Chong wouldn't have fallen into that... aha... that kind of madness." Irisviel rubbed her snow-capped peaks against Wang Chong's body, and said with her hands on Wang Chong's shoulders.

"Alright..." This time, Wang Chong didn't act pretentiously. He simply carried Irisviel to his feet, letting her entire weight rest on the Noble Phantasm. Irisviel exclaimed in surprise, instinctively wrapping her arms around Wang Chong's neck to prevent him from falling. Then, she lifted her slender legs and wrapped them around Wang Chong's waist.

Wang Chong gained his footing and began to toss Irisviel's body up and down. Irisviel rose and fell with his movements, her vagina swallowing and reproducing the enormous Noble Phantasm. She was forced to place more weight on Wang Chong, which allowed the Noble Phantasm to penetrate deeper and harder.

"Ah... too deep... slower..." Irisviel begged, but this only aroused Wang Chong's lust even more. He held Irisviel's hips and thrust faster, nearly lifting her whole body with each thrust.

Irisviel's moans grew louder, and her vagina contracted even more violently. She felt as if she were floating on clouds, each time she descended, she was penetrated to the deepest part of her vagina, bringing her unparalleled pleasure.

At this time, the vengeful spirits also successfully arrived here, and were absorbed by the Ruined King's Blade inserted into the ground and transformed into resentment, which was absorbed into Wang Chong's body, thus constantly stimulating Wang Chong's evil nature.

However, as Irisviel had said, since they had been doing this from the beginning, there was a way out from the start. Therefore, aside from Wang Chong's movements becoming a bit rougher, Irisviel didn't experience anything overly radical. Rather, after enduring such rough treatment for so long, Irisviel's body had already memorized the pleasure of such roughness.

Wang Chong felt Irisviel's supple figure as he moved around in circles, as if showing off his strength. Irisviel's moans grew louder as she bobbed up and down with his steps.

"It's so good... I really can't stand it anymore..." she pleaded in a crying voice, but was unable to speak because of the waves of pleasure.

Wang Chong lowered his head and nibbled on Irisviel's neck and collarbone, leaving strawberry marks on her snow-white skin. "This is just the beginning, ma'am. I'll let you experience all the ways you can't imagine," he said in a low voice, hugging Irisviel even tighter.

Irisviel was pushed so hard that she could only dig into Wang Chong's shoulders with her nails. But this level of pain only made Wang Chong more excited. He increased the speed of his thrusts, wishing he could penetrate Irisviel completely.

The area reverberated with the clatter of flesh against flesh and the thud of water, mingling with Irisviel's intermittent moans, as if drowning out the screams of the surrounding wraiths. While this position was physically demanding, the pleasure it brought was unparalleled. It wasn't long before Irisviel reached her climax once again. She threw her head back and let out a long, drawn-out scream, her vagina contracting violently, nearly forcing Wang Chong to suppress his Noble Phantasm.

Wang Chong also groaned, barely suppressing the urge to unleash his Noble Phantasm. After withdrawing it, he placed Irisviel on the ground and repositioned himself in a Confucianist stance. He placed his hands on Irisviel's plump buttocks, caressing them for a moment and patting her buttocks with satisfaction. He then aimed his Noble Phantasm at the flowing spring once more, thrusting it all the way in.

"Ah——" Alice let out a moan of pleasure and twisted her waist actively, asking for more.

Wang Chong was so aroused by her initiative that his blood boiled. He grasped Irisviel's waist with both hands and began to thrust vigorously. This position perfectly complemented their body curves, allowing each thrust to reach the deepest part. Irisviel was completely entranced by the fucking, and could only moan instinctively.

"It's too deep... I'm going to be penetrated..." She cried out in tears, but her body was extremely honest. Every time Wang Chong pulled out, she would involuntarily move back to meet him. Wang Chong was stimulated by her reaction and became more courageous. Each time he pushed hard against the protruding flesh inside the passage, causing Irisviel to moan non-stop.

"Do you like this position? Tell me about it." Wang Chong teased her while moving vigorously. Irisviel blushed with embarrassment, but she answered truthfully, "I like it... This position is so comfortable... I want more..."

Wang Chong smiled with satisfaction. He grabbed Irisviel's arms with both hands, pulling them and increasing his speed, pounding harder and harder each time against the gate deep inside Irisviel's wall. Irisviel trembled violently from the impact, and clear water flowed out uncontrollably.

Just when the two were in high spirits, a seemingly small vengeful spirit floated over quietly. For some reason, it was not locked onto by the Blade of the Ruined King at the first time, but came directly in front of Irisviel.

“M…m…”

"Ha...ah...eh?" Irisviel heard a strange sound and opened her eyes, suddenly noticing the vengeful spirit floating above her. But the moment she saw it, her body stiffened.

"M...Mom?" The vengeful spirit was in the shape of Illya.

Chapter 196: Despair Begins for the Wife

In the sewer of Fuyuki City

After listening to the mysterious man's analysis, Emiya Kiritsugu remained speechless for a long time. Finally, he raised his head and said, "Even if I can't refute your logic, I don't believe what you say is necessarily the truth. I'm more accustomed to judging with my own eyes."

"Well, I think so." However, the mysterious man was not surprised by Emiya Kiritsugu's answer, as if he knew exactly what kind of person Emiya Kiritsugu was. He simply said, "Well, haven't you always set your sights on Tōsaka Tokiomi? You believe that by eliminating him, you can solve the problem of alien servants to a certain extent. So consider it my sincerity. I will help you kill Tōsaka Tokiomi, how about that?"

"You're helping me? Sincerity? I'm afraid it's more than that." Emiya Kiritsugu didn't think the Servant before him would be so sincere. He could smell a similar aura between him and himself—a person who would do anything to achieve their goals. Such a person wouldn't offer any sincerity or selfless dedication.

"I'm not strong enough to fight that guy. I need your help. Of course, you're just a Master, and the help you can provide is very limited. Even if you contract me, it won't help." The mysterious man paused, then continued, "But, if we talk about who among all the Servants can truly pose a threat to that Caster, it must be Gilgamesh, who defeated him on the first night. And this... is why I chose to help you kill Tōsaka Tokiomi."

"You want me to deprive Tōsaka Tokiomi of his Command Seals?" In an instant, Emiya Kiritsugu understood what the other party was thinking.

"That's right. As long as I can destroy Tōsaka Tokiomi, I will have a way to strip its Command Seals and put them in your hands. Haven't you already lost your Servant? By killing Tōsaka Tokiomi, you will achieve your goal and gain a powerful Servant. I will also benefit from it, allowing you to have the power to kill that Caster. This deal is not a loss, is it?" said the mysterious man.

"...Okay." After thinking for a long time, Emiya Kiritsugu agreed to this possibility.

"Hmph, a wise choice. Get some rest. In the morning, I won't stop you from getting ready or doing anything else. But you have to come back here at night and cooperate with me." After the mysterious man finished speaking, he put a bag on the table and said, "This is your stuff." After speaking, the mysterious man jumped up, disappeared into the darkness, and quickly disappeared.

After seeing the other party leave, Emiya Kiritsugu checked the bag and found his weapons inside. It seemed that his weapons had been confiscated by the other party. Emiya Kiritsugu disassembled the firearms and carefully inspected them. After finding that there was no tampering, he reassembled them with confidence. After putting them back on his body, he took the lantern and prepared to go to his base in the sewers to rest.