"I never expected him to still be in Fuyuki City. And after a full ten years, he hadn't changed at all!"
After hearing her daughter Illya's detailed account, Irisviel had basically confirmed that the white-haired older boy Illya had encountered was Yoru Machi, the person she knew.
There might have been quite a few young, handsome, white-haired mages in the Mage Society, but Irisviel did not believe there could be a second person in this world capable of facing Servants head-on.
And from Illya's description, the man's manner of speaking and behavior were strikingly similar to the old friend in her memories.
Over those ten years, Irisviel had no idea where Yoru Machi had gone or what had happened to him.
But there was one thing she knew very clearly: if she could find Yoru Machi, then her daughter Illya could be saved!
In Irisviel's eyes, Yoru Machi was the strongest and most mysterious mage she knew, as well as her benefactor.
If it was Yoru Machi, then whether it was the Lesser Grail or Illya's physical condition, he would definitely have a way to solve them.
And since they had spent some time together, Irisviel also knew that while Yoru Machi sometimes behaved strangely, he was fundamentally a good person, gentle and considerate toward his friends.
"Illya, you didn't have Berserker attack that person at the time, did you?"
Having basically confirmed that the person Illya encountered was Yoru Machi, Irisviel looked at her daughter as something occurred to her amid her immense delight.
"No... I had a vague feeling that he wasn't someone to mess with, so I had Berserker take me away for the time being."
Hearing Illya's answer, Irisviel let out a huge sigh of relief.
It was good that they had not become outright enemies.