Science-How Could That Be Called Perverted?

Basement!

In the pitch-black darkness, white light flickered on and off.

A woman's pained muffled moans looped over and over for a long time.

The scene shifted. The man and woman vanished, replaced by blood-red words: 'FBI WARNING'!

Duke pressed the pause button on the remote, slapped the television beside him hard, and said to Irisviel, "Madam, if you refuse to cooperate, this will be your fate. Understand?"

By now, Duke had returned to his original appearance. To keep Irisviel from growing suspicious, Lancelot had also been sent away.

Irisviel was tied backward to a chair, her face twisted in embarrassment. She had no idea what to say to the young man in front of her, who claimed to be Berserker's Master.

If it was a warning, couldn't he have just said so? Did they really have to watch the entire hour from beginning to end?

If Kiritsugu found out, he would definitely blow your damn head off with a single shot!

Seeing Irisviel at a loss for words, Duke nodded in satisfaction. "Very good. Since you have no questions, let's begin! From here on, I ask and you answer. I trust you'll cooperate!"

Duke sat across from Irisviel and aimed a glaring lamp at her. He had originally intended to torture her for information, but Illya was so adorable that he ultimately could not bring himself to do it.

What if she became his mother-in-law someday? Wouldn't that be awkward!

"Name?"

"..." Irisviel remained silent.

Duke nodded and continued on his own. "Oh, Irisviel von Einzbern! A humanoid Lesser Holy Grail created by the Einzbern Family, one of the Three Founding Families. You have existed for nine years since your birth—in other words, you are nine this year. Because your husband Kiritsugu Emiya and Saber lacked compatibility, you came