The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

"I must get information from Maiya as soon as possible... I can't be like a rat running around, clueless about what the situation is like now." Emiya Kiritsugu thought to himself.

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"I...Illya..."

Irisviel's expression was one of pain. The brief surge of grief in her heart was proof of that. The tiny ghostly figure that appeared before her was Illya. Even without seeing her face, Irisviel could recognize it as the ghost of her own daughter, Illya.

"Mom... Mom?" The vengeful spirit seemed to react and wanted to get closer to Alice. Just as Alice was about to step forward to touch her, she suddenly found that her hands had already been pulled by Wang Chong. At this moment, she also realized how miserable she looked in front of her daughter.

"No! Illya... don't look! Ouch!" At this moment, Irisviel once again felt Wang Chong's treasure constantly entering and exiting her passage. The strong stimulation was like a wave, constantly hitting Irisviel's brain, making the sadness that had just risen in her heart be washed away by joy again.

"Mom..." Illya's vengeful spirit drifted in and out, as if she didn't understand what was happening. She simply wanted to touch Irisviel, but she couldn't get close. Irisviel couldn't help but shed a tear. While enduring Wang Chong's relentless attack, she reached out to Illya and muttered, "I'm sorry... Illya... I'm sorry..."

Wang Chong naturally noticed Irisviel's struggle and deliberately struck her sensitive spots even harder, feigning an appearance of being driven out of control by the evil spirit. He deliberately said, "Madam, please accept my condolences. Now that I have seen her resolve another obsession in my heart, let's help her escape this sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible."

After saying this, Wang Chong released one hand, intending to purify the "Illya" in front of him.

"Wait, Mr. Wang Chong... please wait a moment... let me and Illya be together for a while longer... Woo!" Irisviel begged.

"Madam, you should know that we are already overwhelmed. Because of the appearance of your daughter, those evil spirits and resentments have become even more serious, as if they have found a new target to vent their anger on... They want to punish you through your daughter. If this goes on, let alone resisting the loss of control, I'm afraid I won't even be able to let this little girl leave peacefully..." Wang Chong also spoke in a voice that sounded somewhat painful and patient.

Alice naturally understood what Wang Chong meant, but when she saw her daughter, she couldn't bear it. Even though she knew it was just a dream, even though it was just

"...I'm sorry, Mr. Wang Chong, please... punish me." Irisviel whispered.

"Are you sure, Mrs. Irisviel?" Wang Chong asked again to confirm.

“Mmm…” Irisviel agreed while enduring the impact.

"Mother's love is truly great... Madam, I will give myself a hint that I will not convert your daughter directly until I regain consciousness. However, you must be prepared to face the possible brutality that may follow. I can only apologize..." Wang Chong said.

"No, thank you Mr. Wang Chong... Thank you... Ugh!!" Before Alice finished speaking, she felt Wang Chong's movements becoming more and more intense. Turning her head, she saw that a large amount of evil energy had gathered in Wang Chong's body, and he was already on the verge of rational collapse.

"It's all my fault... If I hadn't lost my mind... perhaps Mr. Wang Chong wouldn't have to suffer through that pain again." While Irisviel blamed herself, a faint sense of anticipation rose within her. Rather than being gentle, her body seemed to yearn for rough treatment.

"Hmph... What a deep love between mother and daughter. Such a touching scene. Mrs. Ellie, how could you not let your daughter see all of you?" An evil voice sounded, and Alice Feil trembled suddenly. She already knew that Mr. Wang Chong behind her had begun to change.

"Ah!" Alice screamed, because she found herself with her back to Wang Chong, and was lifted up by her legs by Wang Chong. For a moment, all parts of Alice's front and the place where she was connected to Wang Chong were directly exposed to "Illya".

"Come on, relax. Do you want to let your good daughter see how her mother is in heat? Let her know how much her mother enjoys having sex with a man?"

He asked with a sly smile, slowing his movement to allow Irisviel to focus. Irisviel covered her face and shook her head, tears streaming down her face. After all, she still had her motherly dignity. But Wang Chong seemed completely unconcerned, intent on completely destroying Irisviel's heart.

As the force intensified, Irisviel's entire body went limp, and she fell back, passively enduring Wang Chong's blows. She closed her eyes, unwilling to acknowledge Illya's presence, but the voice in her ear reminded her. "Mom... Mom..." "Illya," the call came faintly, causing Irisviel to experience extreme pleasure while also feeling a sharp pain in her heart. Irisviel felt as if her brain was splitting into two consciousnesses, one filled with joy and pleasure, the other with sorrow and pain.

How she longed to reach out and embrace the child, teetering on the brink of death, but what right did she have to hope for that now? She lowered her head and closed her eyes, not daring to look Illya in the eye again. Under the dual stimulation of pleasure and pain, nectar gushed out of her flower hole, soaking the ground beneath her.

"Look how much your mother enjoys this," Wang Chong scoffed. "She's a natural-born shrew."

Irisviel shook her head in despair, but she couldn't stop her body's honest reaction. She felt a surge of intense pleasure and couldn't help but let out a moan.

Hearing her moans, Wang Chong thrust in and out even harder. Irisviel's body rocked back and forth, her plump breasts bouncing up and down. "See? This is your mother's true appearance," Wang Chong said to Illya as he thrust in and out vigorously. "Remember your mother's appearance well."

Irisviel had given up resistance, tears silently streaming down her face. She finally understood how Mr. Wang Chong, when lucid, would repeatedly reassure her. She felt her dignity crumble, replaced by a near-collapse of numbness. She knew this was the price she had to pay for her choices. Enduring these evil insults, constantly destroying her soul. All just to...keep this imaginary daughter in her presence a little longer.

As Irisviel nearly collapsed, Wang Chong also felt he was reaching his limit. He increased the speed of his thrusts, hitting Irisviel's deepest depths with each stroke.

"Are you ready, my little wife?" he growled. "I am about to release my Noble Phantasm!"

Irisviel shook her head helplessly, yet she knew she had been anticipating this moment. Wang Chong's final, fierce thrusts nearly pierced her, and she felt the Noble Phantasm within her pulse pulsing, ready to unleash its full potential.

"Ah... it's coming... give it all to me!" At this moment, Irisviel reached her peak, uttering these words almost instinctively. Her passageway tightened, and then she felt a stream of boiling hot liquid pour into the place where Illya had been. Wang Chong let out a low growl of satisfaction, then collapsed on Irisviel's back, panting.

"Mom..." Another voice came, attracting Irisviel, who had just experienced joy and looked dazed.

"Mom... did you betray Dad?" The original vengeful spirit completely materialized into the appearance of Illya at this moment. Illya's face was covered with shadows, but her expression was filled with disgust and hatred. This emotion also instantly infected Irisviel who was facing Illya at this moment.

"No...it's not like that! Illya! It's not like that!!" At that moment, Irisviel's heart seemed to be completely broken, and true despair climbed into her eyes.

"Don't... don't look at your mother like that!!" The wails echoed throughout the entire space.

Chapter 197: Still in Shock

"I...Illya! No...No! No! Don't look at Mommy with that expression!"

A scream was heard in the room, and Alice suddenly sat up from the bed. The clothes on her back were completely soaked with sweat, and she looked like she had been greatly frightened.

"Ellie!" At this moment, Artoria, just like she had done many times in the morning, appeared in the room immediately after hearing Irisviel's cry. However, Irisviel ignored her and didn't even hear Artoria's voice. She was completely trembling with fear. She kept muttering:

"No... Illya... No..."

"Iri! Irisviel! Look at me carefully!" Upon seeing this, Altria hurried to Irisviel's side, tightly holding her hands, and continued, "Irisviel! Don't be afraid anymore, it's just a nightmare. Miss Illya is still waiting for us to rescue her. It's okay! Irisviel!"

"Illya...waiting for our rescue? Dream?" Irisviel panted and looked at Artoria in confusion.

"Yes, Elly, you just had a nightmare. It's okay, it's all right now." Altria comforted Irisviel. She knew Irisviel had been having nightmares for days, and last night she learned that her family had been wiped out and her daughter's life or death was unknown. How could she not have nightmares like that? Therefore, she had already made preparations and stood guard at Irisviel's door early in the morning.

"Is it a dream... just a dream?" Irisviel lifted a hand and held her forehead. Seeing Irisviel sweating profusely, Altria took out the towel she had prepared and wiped the sweat off her.

At this time, a figure appeared at Irisviel's door again and asked, "What happened? Is Mrs. Irisviel okay?"

The person who came was Jeanne who had rushed over after hearing the noise. Seeing Irisviel looking frightened and Altria wiping the sweat off her face beside her, she asked.

"It's okay. Ever since Elly participated in the Holy Grail War, she's had nightmares." Altria looked at Jeanne and explained, "After what happened to Elly yesterday, she must have been extremely worried about her daughter Illya's situation. She probably dreamed about Illya at night, and that's why she had nightmares about her. She kept calling Illya's name just now."

"Did I...did I just call Illya's name?" Irisviel asked weakly.

"Well, yes... Ellie, did you dream about other people too?" Altria asked doubtfully.

"No...it's nothing, it's nothing." At this time, Irisviel had completely recovered from her emotional breakdown. Looking at the sunlight shining through the window into the house, the feeling of returning to the bright world again was really strange.

"I'm glad you're okay." Seeing this, Joan of Arc breathed a sigh of relief. She had thought an enemy was attacking and was already preparing for battle. But then again, Wang Chong had set up magic formations throughout the house. If an enemy had appeared, there was no way Wang Chong wouldn't have spotted it immediately.

"What a coincidence, you are all here." At this time, the last man to appear in the house slowly walked in from the door and said.

"Woo!" However, when she heard the other party's voice, Alice's delicate body trembled subconsciously, and she felt a warm current inadvertently seeping out.

"Mr. Wang Chong, is there any progress on what happened last night?" Altria asked immediately after seeing Wang Chong arrive.

"Don't worry, I have successfully sorted out my thoughts, but I still need to collect some necessary materials. It may not be something that can be made in a short time, at least not today." Wang Chong explained.

"Are you going out for a while?" Joan of Arc asked a little worriedly.

"Well, I have a friend who happens to be in this line of work. I just need to record all the data about your health, and then I'll set off immediately... but there are two tricky things going on right now." Wang Chong frowned.

"What's the matter?" asked Altria.

"First of all, of course, it depends on whether Madam Irisviel's current condition allows it. After all, if I need to fabricate a new body, the body measurements must be quite precise. I need to thoroughly understand every part of Madam Irisviel... In other words, this matter can be said to be a very private act. And judging from Madam Irisviel's appearance, it seems that she had a bad nightmare. I'm not sure if she is willing to accept it now." Wang Chong said.

"This... what will happen if we don't measure carefully? Can't we just use a rough outline?" Altria understood Wang Chong's implication. She recalled that when she had her clothes custom-made, several seamstresses would carefully measure her body. That was only for limbs, shoulder width, waist circumference, and so on. If every part had to be carefully studied, wouldn't that be...

"It's not impossible, but you also have to understand that the soul itself is inseparable from the physical body. The more similar the physical bodies are, the less distortion and influence on the soul will be. If possible, I still don't recommend taking this risk." Wang Chong said seriously.

"This..." After hearing what Wang Chong said, Altria stopped talking and turned to look at Irisviel and asked, "Elise, what do you think?"

"I..." Irisviel understood Wang Chong's meaning, but her thoughts weren't on whether she could acquire a new body. Although she still felt a little uneasy about the end of her nightmare, where she, after being transformed into a demon, had committed such a mad act in front of her daughter, Illya, earning her disgust, she was more concerned with what she had learned from her dream about the root cause of her and her companions' failure on the fourth night.

"If you feel reluctant, forget it. I can also go and prepare all the materials first, it's the same." Wang Chong said.

"...Mr. Wang Chong always gives in to me when it comes to my affairs... Even in my nightmares, he knows his demands are unreasonable, but he still gives in. It's just a body measurement, so consider it a little compensation to Mr. Wang Chong in my nightmare." Irisviel herself hadn't noticed that she had already confused the dream and the real Wang Chong, unable to distinguish one from the other. It was more like Irisviel had lost the line between fantasy and reality.

"No problem, I can accept it." After making up her mind, Irisviel replied.

"Is it really okay? Ellie, isn't that too much of a stretch?" Altria asked, confirming. Irisviel nodded, indicating that she was fine.

"Since Madam agrees, we'll get started later... However, there's a second troublesome matter that needs to be dealt with, and I'm afraid I'll have to ask you, the Knight King, to help with that," Wang Chong said.

"What's the matter?" Altria asked in confusion.

"Ms. Hisau Maiya has woken up... Just a while ago, I noticed some movement in her room. I calmed her down temporarily, but she doesn't trust me... I'm afraid you, Altria, have to step in and try to keep her stable. Also, don't tell her about the outside world or let her escape. We are not sure whether she will stand on the same front with us." Wang Chong said in a deep voice.

"This... I understand. I will go and handle things over there. However, even for me, I'm afraid that all I can do is keep an eye on Miss Maiya. If anyone wants to persuade her, it's probably only Eri." Altria nodded, then stood up and walked towards the room where Hisahi Maiya was.

There were three people in the room now. Wang Chong looked at Joan of Arc and said, "Joan of Arc, you come and help Mrs. Irisviel get ready. I will have my back to you." After that, Wang Chong turned his back to the two of them, took out a piece of black cloth, and covered his eyes again.

Wang Chong's avoidance of suspicion clearly earned the favor and reassurance of the two present. Jeanne looked at Irisviel and nodded in agreement. Irisviel naturally stood up and, with Jeanne's help, took off her clothes and wiped the sweat off her body.

Chapter 198 Measuring Physical Data

"It's okay, Wang Chongjun, you can turn around now." Joan of Arc said at this time.

Wang Chong then turned around and easily made his way to the bedside. After all, although Wang Chong had covered his eyes, at his current strength, losing his sight didn't significantly affect his ability to judge his surroundings. However, after reaching the window, Wang Chong didn't rush to act immediately, but instead assessed the situation before him.

"Joan of Arc, why don't you go and help the Knight King? If there are too many people here, it might be too much for her... her breathing is too rapid. Oh, by the way, if possible, cover those two places with two towels." Wang Chong said.

Jeanne looked at Irisviel and suddenly realized what was happening. Irisviel was already lying naked on the bed, but even with Wang Chong blindfolded, she still covered her three key points with her hands, her face flushed slightly. However, it was clear that Irisviel wasn't shy about Wang Chong, as her eyes kept glancing at Jeanne.

Joan of Arc had obviously noticed this, and not wanting Irisviel to be embarrassed, she found two towels in the room and covered the two areas with them before leaving the room. As for the idea of ​​a single man and a single woman sharing a room, Joan of Arc was actually quite reassured by Wang Chong. It could only be said that a certain saint was quite reliable in judging people.

After Jeanne left, Irisviel breathed a sigh of relief. Like many normal people, she naturally hesitated to expose her body to strangers, even if they were of the same sex. But Wang Chong clearly had no such concerns. Firstly, the other person came to help her, essentially like a doctor seeing a patient, so there were no such concerns. Secondly... her body had become accustomed to someone.

"Madam, I'm going to do it." Blindfolded Wang Chong placed his hand on Irisviel's smooth belly and began to measure Irisviel's physical data.

"Woo!" When Wang Chong's fingers touched her, Irisviel felt as if enchanted. A single touch sent a fire blazing in the area of ​​her body that was touched. The influence of the dream far exceeded Irisviel's imagination. Even with a simple touch, Irisviel felt the restless emotions begin to surface again, as if she were back in a dream.

"Madam, please relax. If you are too tense, the body data I measure may be wrong." Wang Chong said as he carefully pressed Irisviel's smooth and elastic belly with his palm.

"Sorry... I'm sorry." Irisviel's face flushed. She kept repeating to herself that the Mr. Wang Chong before her wasn't the one from her dream. Yet, the parts of her body that were being rubbed reacted inexorably, as if they weren't hers at all. Each one yearned for the caress of its true owner and responded excitedly.

Irisviel bit her lip, trying to suppress the moan threatening to escape her throat. She could feel a strange warmth spreading through her skin and throughout her body as Wang Chong's fingers gently moved across her abdomen. The feeling was exactly the same as in her dream, so much so that she briefly doubted whether she was truly awake.

"Hmm..." She couldn't help but let out a low gasp, then quickly covered her mouth.

Wang Chong stopped what he was doing and, despite being blindfolded, tilted his head towards the direction where Irisviel's voice had come from and asked, "Madam, are you feeling unwell?"

Irisviel blushed and stammered, "No...no, I'm fine. Please continue."

Wang Chong nodded, his hands moving down Irisviel's slender waist. He carefully stroked her hips and sides, then meticulously measured the dimensions of her inner thighs, occasionally pressing lightly with his fingers, feeling the tight muscles there.

"Madam, your skin is so good," Wang Chong couldn't help but admire. He placed his palm on her smooth thigh skin, feeling its amazing elasticity and softness. His rough palm kept rubbing against the smooth and tender skin, giving Irisviel an incomparable tingling sensation.

Irisviel barely managed to maintain her composure, but her mind was already racing. When the touch reached the base of her thigh, leading to the sensation near her vagina, her vagina couldn't help but overflow with juices, and the wondrous sensation grew ever clearer and stronger! Wang Chong's technique remained professional and calm, but Irisviel couldn't calm down. She could feel her body temperature rising, her heartbeat accelerating. She struggled to regulate her breathing, fearing Wang Chong would notice.

Wang Chong seemed oblivious to Irisviel's abnormality. His palms slowly slid down the curves of her legs, finally resting at her slender ankles. Irisviel struggled to remain lying down, but her legs began to tremble unconsciously. She couldn't tell if it was fear or excitement, but she could clearly feel her vagina becoming slightly moist.

Afterwards, Wang Chong's hands continued to move, first carefully rubbing the sole of his right foot with both hands, not even sparing the jade-like toes, and feeling around carefully, just like a child playing with them.

"Hahaha..." Irisviel couldn't help but laugh out loud, feeling the itch, then covered her mouth again, her face turning even redder. This time, Wang Chong seemed to notice Irisviel's embarrassment and said, "It's okay, ma'am. Some areas are indeed sensitive. There's no need to endure it if you can. As I just said, if you hold back your emotions and tense up too much, it could cause abnormal data detection."

"Well... okay. Ha... ha..." Irisviel smiled awkwardly, but because of Wang Chong's response, her body seemed to calm down a little.

Afterward, Wang Chong carefully played with the sole of his left foot once more before releasing his grip and measuring Irisviel's arm. This time, Irisviel didn't feel the same obvious stimulation, but as she watched Wang Chong's hands so affectionately clasp hers, her heartbeat suddenly slowed for some reason.

Afterward, Irisviel's shoulders, collarbone, and neck were all carefully caressed. Moving up, it was her face. Because of the pressure on her head, and the visual impairment, Wang Chong naturally moved very close, his face barely a few fists away. Wang Chong's handsome features, and his inexplicable charm and aura, completely captivated Irisviel, causing her lips to part slightly.

Especially seeing those lips drawing ever closer, a surge of desire and urges suddenly surged within her, a urge to embrace and kiss him, just like in her dreams. But then Irisviel suddenly realized how she could even harbor such unbearable thoughts in reality. But there was no way around it. Having separated herself from the man who once occupied her heart, Irisviel now found no reason to reject other excellent men. The only thing holding her back now was her motherly modesty.

However, Irisviel still tightly shut her eyes, not daring to look at Wang Chong's face. She could feel his breath getting closer, as if it were right next to her ear. The warm breath brushed against her ear, stirring a tingling sensation. She was afraid that if she continued to watch, she would lose control.

"Turn around, ma'am." Wang Chong said.

After hearing Wang Chong's voice, Irisviel breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. Following Wang Chong's instructions, she turned around, her towel scattering across the bed. Irisviel then lay prone on the bed, her back to Wang Chong. Wang Chong, naturally, unceremoniously pressed his palm against Irisviel's body.

"Mmm! So comfortable...! No, I mean, it feels like a massage..." Irisviel said instinctively, feeling the comforting squeeze on her back and chest. But Irisviel quickly realized that her words were somewhat ambiguous, and hurriedly explained.

"It's okay, ma'am. Just think of it as a massage. If it can help you feel at ease, ma'am," Wang Chong chuckled, seemingly unconcerned, and said, "To be honest, ma'am, I'm not doing this just to measure your body data."

"Eh?" Irisviel, lying prone, was startled. Was he simply holding onto the measurement data? Was he holding onto something else? Could it be...? Irisviel turned her head and looked back. She seemed to see a shimmering black aura around Wang Chong, just like the evil-filled Wang Chong in her dream.

He...he is going to force his way in again?

Chapter 199: The Wife's Spiritual Support

Irisviel's delicate body shuddered, feeling as if she were still trapped in that endless, dark nightmare. The gentle Mr. Wang Chong she had always remembered could become violent and incomparably evil under the influence of darkness and the evil energy of resentful spirits. This was exactly how Irisviel felt now. The moment Wang Chong suddenly revealed his ulterior motives for her, Irisviel subconsciously merged him with his evil self.

But, more than fear, dread... Irisviel's heart was filled with anticipation. She longed for something like what had happened in her nightmare to continue. She expected him to leap onto the bed, pin her down, and then, after holding her down, roughly spread her hips and thighs apart, then thrust forward, unreasonably and violently entering her body.

When she thought of this, Irisviel became even wetter. If she hadn't had a towel underneath her, she would have been horrible to look at.

However, Irisviel soon noticed that the other party seemed to be motionless. Just as she was feeling puzzled, she heard Wang Chong continue, "Actually, the reason I'm doing this is to help you completely relax your body through massage techniques like this. I've heard Saber say many times that you've been under a lot of pressure and often have nightmares. So I thought about doing something to see if I could ease your mood and improve your fatigue symptoms. Perhaps then, you won't have to suffer from nightmares anymore."

"So... so that's your intention..." For a moment, Irisviel didn't know whether to feel relieved or disappointed. But more likely, she felt embarrassment. After all, it was just a figment of her imagination. It seemed like this foreseen nightmare was a little too real, causing her to misjudge people in real life.

"Okay... Now I've finished massaging the entire back. How is it? Do you feel your body relaxes a little?" Wang Chong pressed his palm on Irisviel's soft lower back. For a moment, Irisviel felt as if her whole body had been stretched.

"Hmm...very good," Irisviel murmured, nodding. Her waist twisted slightly, her toes stretched, and it seemed the pressure was indeed relaxing her. But beyond this comfortable feeling, Irisviel's body temperature was rising ever hotter. The mountain stream's honey hole, like a small, breathing mouth, opened and closed, emitting steam.

"However, the place we are going to measure next may be a little embarrassing for you, Madam... After all, it is a relatively private area. You should be prepared." However, Wang Chong changed the subject and without waiting for Irisviel to react, he placed a pair of big hands directly on Irisviel's plump buttocks.

"ah!"

Irisviel let out a low cry of surprise and quickly covered her mouth. Although she had prepared herself mentally, the intense stimulation when Wang Chong's hand directly covered her plump buttocks still made her tremble involuntarily.