Night fell over the old capital's deep mountains in Fuyuki City.
The moon shone bright and few stars dotted the sky. Within an unnamed mountain hollow screened by dense forest, mist drifted everywhere, making everything seem so tranquil and quiet.
Yet once one stepped into the mountain haze, stood at a certain angle, and looked up at the sky, one would discover a bizarre, fantastical sight.
The vast sky was crisscrossed and fragmented, with shards of colorful, crystal-like space floating in layered formations and joining together at random.
The entire firmament was shattered but not scattered, like a child's careless doodles, yet also like a painter's inspired composition.
Looking upward through the floating crystal-like fragments of space, one could see a majestic ancient castle like a reflection upon water, appearing and disappearing amid clouds, mist, and dazzling colors. One blink, and it would vanish, as though it were merely a mirage.
But in truth, this was the Enzworth Family's headquarters: Enzworth Castle.
As a mage family that had endured for a thousand years without interruption, "concealment" had always been one of the principles they strictly observed.
The reason so few people knew where the Enzworth Family was located was that, strictly speaking, under the effects of large-scale spatial transposition magecraft, Enzworth Castle did not exist in this world at all, but in a space of another dimension.
Without knowing the proper method, even powerful Heroic Spirits would find it difficult to sense its existence or glimpse its mysteries.
This was precisely the foundation upon which the Enzworth Family had stood for a thousand years.
However, tonight, this ancient castle, silent for so long, welcomed quite a few visitors.
At this moment, beneath the dazzling canopy of sky, lights had been lit in the magnificent castle, and shadows moved within its