The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

Chapter 254: Leaving? It doesn’t matter, I just want to exercise (VIII)

"What's going on... It feels like someone has been in this room?"

In a room, Hisau Maiya looked at the monster corpses all over the room, checked them, then turned to Emiya Kiritsugu and asked about the situation.

"These bodies are covered in burn marks. It looks like they were killed by fire-attribute magic or lightning-attribute attacks." Emiya Kiritsugu looked at the burn marks and explained, "In that case, someone may have gone ahead of us. They could be Tōsaka Tokiomi and Archer, or Rider's group."

"It should be the combination of Tōsaka Tokiomi. There are some gem fragments here. This is the gem magic that the Tōsaka family is best at." At this time, the mysterious servant picked up some gem powder on the ground, showed it to Emiya Kiritsugu, and said.

"In that case, Tōsaka Tokiomi is very likely in the room ahead... I just don't know how far away he is from us." Emiya Kiritsugu said, and suddenly noticed a standing stone tablet in the room.

"This is... the rules: you cannot move and must kill all the monsters, otherwise they will continue to resurrect. If you fail to meet the rules and complete the killing, the gate to the front will not be able to open." Kiritsugu Emiya read the words on the stone tablet and quickly understood what was going on.

"It seems that starting from this room, it is no longer a simple monster or trap room. Not only are there some additional rules and requirements, but if you don't complete the corresponding rules, you can't go to the next level." The mysterious servant analyzed.

"The good news is that we are right on the path that Tohsaka Tokiomi has walked. This way, we can go directly to the next floor without completing the room requirements. As for Tohsaka Tokiomi, he will need to work hard and meet the rules before he can open the door to the next room. In this way, we should be able to catch up with Tohsaka Tokiomi soon. What do you think? Do you want to decide to take action against Tohsaka Tokiomi now?" The mysterious Servant looked at Emiya Kiritsugu and asked.

"Let's keep going and observe... We'll have to wait until we encounter one first. But we need to be careful as we move forward. We might run into normal Servants. I'm afraid those guys would be eager to kill me as soon as they see me."

Emiya Kiritsugu didn't answer the question directly, wondering if it was too much of a coincidence. But Emiya Kiritsugu wasn't one to miss an opportunity, so without much hesitation, he began walking forward. Hisau Maiya continued pushing Kenneth, who was still unconscious in his wheelchair, and followed.

The mysterious servant didn't say much and followed him forward. However, after taking only two steps, he suddenly stepped on the limb of a monster and stumbled and almost fell.

"Here it comes again... With my strength, it should be impossible for me not to pay attention to the limbs under my feet, but I don't know why I stepped on them and almost slipped." The mysterious servant stared at the situation under his feet and began to ponder in his heart.

Since last night, some strange things have been happening to me. Two words can sum it up: bad luck. I don't know why I was particularly unlucky today. Not only did I almost get hit by a car on the way here, but the helicopter I stole and flew to the Sky Garden suddenly leaked oil when it was near the Sky Garden. In the end, I had to rely on my inherent skills to finally land the helicopter smoothly on the Sky Garden.

"Did that guy do something to me? Curse? Fate? But these things can't kill me who has the strength of restraint." After the mysterious servant made his estimate in his mind, he continued to move forward.

……

On the large bed in the misty room, Wang Chong's lips slid down Jeanne's neck, leaving a trail of fiery kisses. His palms caressed her plump, snow-white breasts, kneading and squeezing them, feeling their softness and elasticity. Jeanne couldn't help but let out a sweet moan, her body twisting slightly.

Wang Chong heard Jeanne's rapid breathing and increased his strength. Jeanne's legs were already wet, and her body was twisting and trembling with his movements, evidently in the utmost pleasure.

"Hmm...don't...wait a minute there...ow!" Jeanne pushed Wang Chong's hand away feebly, as his fingers had already slipped into her warm, muddy vagina. His rough fingertips began to scrape recklessly, causing Jeanne to tremble all over.

Wang Chong ignored him and dug deeper, feeling the shape and fullness of Jeanne's depths. As he continued to explore, Wang Chong seemed to find a small nub. He smirked and flicked it lightly with his fingernail. Jeanne immediately tilted her neck back and let out a high-pitched scream.

“Hmm!! Ah!!”

Joan couldn't help but moan, her body twisting uncontrollably. She had never imagined she could be so wanton, and a strong sense of shame washed over her. But at the same time, the unprecedented pleasure was slowly eroding her sanity.

Wang Chong couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw Jeanne like this. However, he also knew that he couldn't go too far with her and that everything should be done gradually. Therefore, Wang Chong stopped what he was doing. He held Jeanne's cheek and looked deeply into her eyes. "It's okay, relax. If you can't stand it, just say it, okay?"

Jeanne struggled to catch her breath, finally nodding in understanding. Wang Chong returned to caressing her, this time more gently and cautiously. He soothed Jeanne's body with his lips and tongue, his palms gently massaging her abdomen, hoping to ease her tension.

Over time, Jeanne's body gradually adapted to this level of stimulation. She lost her tension, replaced by increasingly rapid breathing and occasional moans. Wang Chong keenly noticed these changes and became more adventurous with his techniques.

He placed both fingers inside and began to explore back and forth. Each time he entered, he would bend his knuckles and rub them hard. At the same time, his palm would press against the valley, sometimes rubbing slowly and rhythmically.

Joan's body quickly responded. She arched her body, her back off the bed, her hips slightly raised. The clear spring gushed out more and more, not only soaking Wang Chong's fingers but also dripping and splashing along them, leaving dark marks on the sheets.

Jeanne closed her eyes and began to savor the pleasure Wang Chong brought her. Wang Chong keenly noticed her changes, his lips and tongue working harder, his fingers moving in and out of the cave at a rapid pace. Soon, waves of tingling sensations washed over her like a tide, and Jeanne involuntarily arched her back, her toes curling tightly.

"Wait... I want... ah!" Before Jeanne could finish her words, a stream of warm liquid gushed out of her body. She gasped for air, her whole body flushing an alluring pink. Wang Chong chuckled and licked the liquid from his lips, then pulled the adorable Jeanne into his arms.

"Are you comfortable?" Wang Chong asked in a low voice.

Jeanne blushed and nodded shyly. The suddenness of reaching the summit had left her both excited and embarrassed. Wang Chong tenderly kissed the sweat off her forehead, soothing her softly, "Don't worry, this is a normal physiological reaction. You're doing great."

After a brief rest, Wang Chong helped Jeanne sit up. He leaned over and kissed her body reverently. Jeanne felt Wang Chong's hot breath on her skin, and her whole body felt limp and powerless.

"Come, put your hands on my shoulders. Look into my eyes. That way, you won't have to worry about it entering you and causing you panic." Wang Chong helped Jeanne to her feet and guided her to sit on him. Their bodies pressed tightly together, and he could clearly feel Jeanne's chest heaving and her rapid heartbeat.

Wang Chong wrapped one arm around Jeanne's waist, and with the other, he held the treasure at the entrance to the flower cave. He advanced slowly but firmly, pushing through the layers of tribulation and arduously advancing deeper.

"Hmm...it hurts a little..." Joan of Arc frowned and groaned softly.

Wang Chong paused and kissed the back of Jeanne's neck tenderly, "Relax, leave it to me."

He continued to push deeper, finally reaching that barrier. Wang Chong took a deep breath, thrust his hips hard, and broke through the final barrier. A bright red flower blossomed within Jeanne. A few drops of warm blood dripped down the junction of their bodies, leaving spots of crimson on the white sheets, creating a blossoming of poignant beauty.

Wang Chong paused, quietly feeling the warmth and tightness within Jeanne. He lowered his head and kissed away the tears from her eyes, softly soothing her, "It's over. Relax."

Jeanne endured the discomfort, trying to adapt to the foreign object within her body. She could clearly feel Wang Chong's shape, every inch of his bulge enveloped by soft folds. The pain gradually faded, replaced by a strange sensation, as if an electric current rose from her lower abdomen and climbed up her spine.

Wang Chong moved his hips slightly, pumping a few times tentatively. Jeanne bit her lower lip, the mixture of pain and numbness constantly assaulting her brain. Fortunately, her vagina was already well lubricated, and the pain gradually subsided, replaced by a strange feeling of fullness and pleasure.

As if noticing the easing of Jeanne's pain, Wang Chong began to move slowly, rubbing his Noble Phantasm back and forth within the tight flower hole. Each in-and-out stroke brought a slight sting, but as the number of strokes increased, the pain gradually weakened, replaced by a tingling pleasure and satisfaction.

"How is it? Does it still hurt?" Wang Chong asked with concern.

Jeanne shook her head, blushing and whispering, "It doesn't hurt anymore... It feels a little weird."

After receiving the answer, Wang Chong smiled and nodded, then began to slowly speed up, his treasure sliding back and forth in the tight passage. Each time it entered and exited, it would bring out a little bit of clear water, making a "gurgling" sound.

"Hmm...ah..." Joan couldn't help but moan softly, her waist unconsciously moving in sync with Wang Chong's movements. For the first time, she experienced the beauty of love, the joy that reached deep into her soul, making her unable to stop.

"No wonder... no wonder both Mrs. Irisviel and the Knight King... yelled like that. This feeling truly makes my soul tremble. Is this kind of behavior just like that... or is it Wang Chong-kun who is so powerful?"

Jeanne panted, her emotions growing stronger and stronger under the pleasure emanating from below. Doing this kind of thing with someone you like only makes you love them even more from the bottom of your heart. Yes, Jeanne could now confirm in her heart that she had fallen for Wang Chong.

Chapter 255: Leaving? It doesn’t matter, I just want to exercise (End)

"Hey, Jeanne d'Arc... Jeanne d'Arc!"

Joan of Arc was squatting in front of the campfire and barbecuing when she suddenly heard a familiar male voice coming from behind her.

"It was really hard for me to find you, Lady Joan of Arc. Why are you sitting here alone, warming yourself by the fire?" said the man in silver armor with a smile.

"It's General Gilles." Joan of Arc turned around to see who was coming, then stood up and said, "It's just that thinking about one person helps me calm down. And General Gilles, you finally won this victory, won't you celebrate with the soldiers?"

"Isn't this the protagonist who's here to see us? It was clearly under your leadership, Jeanne d'Arc, that we won this victory and recaptured Orleans. If we're going to have fun together, how can we exclude Jeanne d'Arc?" Gilles de Rais said with a smile, then continued, "A person needs peace of mind. Is there anything on your mind, Jeanne d'Arc?"

"No, I just wonder when this war will end. It has brought too much hardship and suffering to our people. I eagerly hope that children can grow up healthily in a land without war, men can work hard at home, and women can comfort their families at home. Everything becomes peaceful and beautiful." A trace of compassion flashed in Joan of Arc's eyes, as if she was looking at the entire land of her motherland.

"Your Excellency Joan of Arc, your mercy will surely be known to God. We have already achieved this great victory, and sooner or later we will drive out those damn English people! And bring peace back to the country!" Gilles de Rais said forcefully.

"Hmm... Speaking of which, if this war is truly over, what does General Gilles plan to do?" Jeanne said, then seemed to realize there was something wrong with her question, so she added, "Well... it seems a little premature to discuss this. Just pretend I didn't ask anything."

"That's fine. It gives me some hope for the future." Gilles de Ray shook his head, then thought for a moment before saying, "For me, I'd probably like to expand my territory, then spend my days hunting and patrolling there. If possible, I'd also like to acquire more wealth and spend the rest of my life with the woman I love. Ha, that's probably a more mundane wish. It's also what most soldiers think: wealth, power, women..."

"Is that so? I understand." Joan of Arc chuckled and nodded.

"What about Jeanne d'Arc? Do you plan to stay in the church and become a clergyman after the victory of this war?" Jill asked curiously.

"I do obey the Lord's will... I will continue to fight for the Lord and the people. However... once this battle is over, and I have fulfilled the mission the Lord has bestowed upon me, I might even want to be an ordinary woman. Meet someone I love, and spend my life with him," Joan of Arc said slowly. "I don't care about power. From the beginning to the end, I have simply stood up among the ordinary people, protecting them and fighting the invaders. When all is said and done, I will naturally return to their midst."

"...Your noble thoughts and soul are admirable." After hearing this, Jill was moved and raised his fist in greeting.

"It's just a very ordinary idea." Joan of Arc chuckled and shook her head.

"But I'm really curious about what kind of man could make Jeanne d'Arc fall in love with him. Would he have three heads and six arms? Or a man as majestic as a dragon? I can't imagine it at all." Gilles de Rais said half-jokingly.

"It's not that exaggerated... What kind of person would I like?" Joan of Arc said, and couldn't help but indulge in thought.

"I can't think of it either... But when the time comes, maybe I will suddenly appear before my eyes. I also believe that God will grant me this happy marriage, right?" Joan of Arc said with a smile.

……

“Hmm…ah…Wang Chong-jun, go slower, it feels so weird…hmm!”

Joan couldn't help but moan, her voice tinged with shyness and pleasure. She tried to match Wang Chong's movements, adapting her body to his. Suddenly, memories of her military days surfaced. The memory of discussing her crush with Gilles de Rais inexplicably resurfaced.

"Is this... the man I finally fell in love with? A man I never felt moved by in my brief life, yet I now encounter him in this way in the distant future after death. Lord, is this your forgiveness or punishment?" Jeanne's heart surged, her body movements becoming increasingly exaggerated. It was as if Wang Chong had flipped a switch, allowing himself to enjoy and immerse himself in this lovemaking even more.

"Ah... Mr. Wang Chong... I love you so much..." Jeanne raised her head, looking at Wang Chong with a dazed look in her eyes. Her words were intermittent, interspersed with uncontrollable moans.

Wang Chong gazed down at Jeanne's beautiful face, his heart filled with tenderness. He increased his speed, thrusting deeply into her, stirring up a massive wave of pleasure.

"Ah... so deep... slower..." Joan of Arc gripped Wang Chong's back tightly with both hands, her nails leaving light marks on his skin. She could clearly feel the hot, hard object pounding inside her, bringing wave after wave of stimulation.

The two were tightly connected, like two perfect beings fused into one. The sound of flesh colliding echoed throughout the room, and the strong smell of hormones filled every inch of space. But in this enclosed space, only love surged.

Just as he was getting excited, Wang Chong suddenly stopped. He then lifted Jeanne's round buttocks with one hand and her slender waist with the other, lifting her up. Jeanne screamed in surprise, instinctively wrapping her legs around Wang Chong's waist to prevent her from falling. This position brought their bodies closer together, pushing the Noble Phantasm deeper into the city gate.

"Ugh! This is so uncomfortable..." This new position left Joan of Arc feeling overwhelmed. Her body was completely suspended in the air, all her weight resting on Wang Chong. Wang Chong's strong arms supported her hips, occasionally rocking them, causing her to gasp.

Wang Chong began to thrust in and out slowly, each upward thrust sending Jeanne flying, and then crashing back down with a thud. Jeanne clung tightly to Wang Chong's neck, bouncing up and down with his movements, her long golden hair flying through the air.

Then, Wang Chong walked, swaying his hips, thrusting the treasure in and out of the tight vagina. With each step, the treasure penetrated deeper, causing Jeanne to tremble. She clung to Wang Chong's neck tightly, burying her face in his broad shoulders, afraid she would fall.

"Don't worry, I'll hold you tight." Wang Chong's deep voice echoed in her ears, giving her a great sense of security. He pressed her against the wall covered with rules, and using gravity and rebound force to move her vigorously. She felt like a small boat in a storm, tossed up and down by waves of numbing sensations.

"Ahhh... too deep... I'm going to break..." Jeanne threw her head back, moaning unrestrainedly. She had never imagined she would one day become so wanton, but in Wang Chong's arms, everything seemed natural. Before she knew it, Jeanne had become no different from Irisviel and Altria before, her body gradually becoming dependent on Wang Chong's affection.

"Hmm... this position... is so exciting..." Jeanne spoke intermittently, her body already drenched in sweat. Wang Chong lowered his head and kissed her rosy lips, sucking with increasing force, each time crushing the most sensitive part of her flower hole.

Under this intense exercise, Joan of Arc quickly reached the brink of climax. She bit her lower lip tightly, trying to suppress the scream that was about to come out. Wang Chong saw her predicament and deliberately slowed down, asking maliciously, "What's wrong? Are you reaching your limit again? Don't hold it in, scream it out."

Jeanne was filled with shame and indignation, yet she couldn't deny her body's honest reaction. Just as she was about to collapse, Wang Chong suddenly increased his speed, sprinting forward like a storm.

"Ah!—Ah!" Jeanne could no longer control herself and screamed. Her flower hole contracted violently, and a large amount of spring water gushed out, pouring onto Wang Chong's treasure.

Wang Chong also groaned at the sudden tightness, nearly releasing his magic. He gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to release his magic. After withdrawing from Jeanne's body, he slowly laid her on the bed, letting her lie down.

Jeanne was still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, completely powerless and at the mercy of others. At this moment, Wang Chong knelt in front of her, lifted her two beautiful white legs onto his shoulders, and aimed his weapon at her still-twitching vagina, thrusting it hard into her.

"Ah! No... Let me rest for a moment..." Jeanne cried out, pushing against Wang Chong's chest with both hands. However, this resistance was futile. Wang Chong grasped her wrists, pressing them to her sides, and began to move vigorously.

This position allowed the Noble Phantasm to penetrate even deeper. Wang Chong repeatedly rammed into Jeanne's plump buttocks, producing a dull thud. Jeanne felt as if she were being penetrated from head to toe, the deepest gate of the city being rammed again and again, on the verge of being breached. The intense stimulation made her feel dizzy.

"It's too deep... No... I really can't take it anymore..." Jeanne cried out for mercy, her voice trembling. Wang Chong leaned down, pressing his chest against Jeanne's plump, snow-capped breasts, feeling the wonderful touch of them rubbing against him.

He bent down and kissed away the tears from the corners of Joan's eyes, his voice hoarse and full of temptation: "Joan, hold on a little longer. I'm almost there too."

As he spoke, Wang Chong increased his speed, thrusting in and out like a pile driver. Jeanne was so aroused that she lost consciousness, only knowing how to follow the man's rhythm, letting out sweet moans.

Finally, after a deep thrust, the treasure completely broke open the city gate, occupied the area inside the city, and poured all the high-energy magic power into it.

"Wuwuwu--!!!" Joan of Arc almost rolled her eyes. Continuously reaching her limits was about to make her ideals completely evaporate, and her soul seemed to rush to heaven.

After this moment of exquisite pleasure, the two embraced each other, panting. Wang Chong slowly withdrew from Jeanne's body, and a sticky white liquid mixed with blood flowed out of her flower hole and slid down her inner thighs.

Jeanne propped herself up, staring at the streams of white fluid with blurry eyes. Suddenly, she laughed inexplicably: "Hehe...Wang Chongjun, are you trying to get me pregnant?"

The author says:

Author's words: Okay, that's the end. I've been banned several times. Now I'm going to start the main game QAQ. Please vote, give me a reward, and show your support.

Chapter 256: Time Management Master

"Ding, the host has had intimate relationships with Irisviel, Altria, and Jeanne (Letitia) at the same time. He has successfully captured the hearts of all three. The current status of the three is as follows:

Alice: 90 points of favorability, 98% sinking value

Altria: 80 points of favorability, 20% sinking value

Joan of Arc: 80 points of favorability, 20% sinking value.

"Ding—Congratulations to the host for setting a trap that successfully tricked three people into voluntarily having sex with you, deceiving them and starting their process of depravity. Therefore, you are rewarded with 1500 Villain Points, the Halo Title: [Time Management Master], and one Epic Lottery Draw. Your kidney function is enhanced. Current Villain Points: 6850."

"System, I feel like your recent reward scripts aren't as polished as they used to be. Are you running out of words?" Wang Chong was in high spirits. Lying on the bed, sandwiched between Jeanne and Altria, his hands digging into Altria and Jeanne's wells. Meanwhile, Irisviel, panting, rode on him, continuing the movement.

After all, the effects of the love elixir weren't something that could be quenched by just one moment of lovemaking. On the contrary, after completing this experience, the three women's desires were completely ignited, and they had become slaves to their lust, obsessed with continuing the act.

As for the rules, they had already been established. Everyone could leave the room at any time. But why would they leave? Leaving didn't matter at all right now; everyone just wanted to keep exercising.

"Hey host, doesn't this just show that Tongbao still has a lot to learn from you? It is Tongbao's shortcomings that highlight your greatness, host. You need to keep asking for knowledge from me~" the system flattered with a smile.

"Okay, okay, you're going to give me this, right? Okay, tell me what the time management master you just got is?" Wang Chong said with a smile.

"【Time Management Master】Effect: Since you have completed several group sports, the host is rewarded with the halo title of Time Management Master. This title allows you to create a time domain when exercising, where the flow of time is much faster than the outside world. Therefore, after having this title, even if you exercise for a long time, you will not be delayed in dealing with external events." The system introduced.

"What do you think, host? This title is quite powerful, isn't it? As the host's exercise time is getting longer and longer, the system believes that it may affect the important matters that need to be handled. Therefore, such a reward was specially made." The system said with a smile.

"Well done! This is exactly what I need right now." Wang Chong's eyes lit up after listening to the system's explanation. He had long discovered that as his abilities in that area improved, each release of his magic power required a long period of accumulated stimulation.

While this certainly allowed him to better improve his target's Depravity, it still took too long. Just like this time, in order to subdue Jeanne d'Arc and Altria, while also mentioning Mrs. Irisviel's progress, he had to use his own Servants to stall the battle. Honestly, Wang Chong himself felt that this was unfair to his loyal Servants.

Now, this title has helped me solve this problem. Even if I work for a long time inside, several hours, it only takes less than ten minutes outside. This has greatly solved my problem of tight schedules and difficult arrangements.

"Then I can just activate this effect now. It seems that the three of them haven't been properly fed yet." Wang Chong said, looking at Irisviel who was riding on him and moving her waist constantly, and Artoria and Jeanne who were constantly licking and kissing his body, and then he activated the effect of his title.

Next, he is going to give these three unsatisfied beauties a thorough treatment.

……

"Damn it! I was so close to defeating that... King Jill? King Jiji? The name is too convoluted to pronounce. I was so close to finishing him off. As long as my forbidden magic formation is fully activated and formed, I can completely banish her Noble Phantasm and seal the door completely. Let's see how long this guy who relies on Noble Phantasm can keep running rampant!"

At that moment, in Semiramis's room, Aigo Sakura looked furious, glaring fiercely at Gilgamesh, who was battling Mordred on the screen. Because Gilgamesh had discovered Aigo Sakura, and Gilgamesh ignored Atalanta and attacked her directly, Semiramis was forced to forcibly teleport her back.

As for Aika Sajo, she was clearly furious because she hadn't been able to help her prince defeat his opponent, and instead had fled back in disgrace. She was even more resentful of Gilgamesh, who hadn't just died quietly, but had actually embarrassed her in front of the prince. This was a recipe for death!