Wrath of Hercules

In the outskirts of Fuyuki City, the night was as black as ink, with only sparse stars scattered across the sky.

A Western-style mansion stood alone in the forest, bearing witness to the passage of countless years.

This mansion was a base the Einzbern Family had built in Fuyuki City years ago in order to participate in the Holy Grail War.

As time passed and the horn of a new Holy Grail War sounded once more, it too was put back into use.

Outside the mansion, a winding path ran through the forest, leading toward Fuyuki City.

Along this road, a figure walked slowly. He wore a black coat, while golden armor glimmered with a cold sheen beneath the moonlight. The red cape behind him fluttered in the wind like blazing flames.

The magical energy he made no effort to conceal was like the brightest star in the night sky—impossible to ignore.

Everyone in the mansion sensed that powerful surge of magical energy and naturally knew that an enemy had arrived.

In a lavishly decorated room within the mansion, Illya, the Einzbern Master's representative, had been considering her plans for the future.

Upon discovering the enemy's approach, she firmly said to the two maids beside her, "Leysritt, Sella, the two of you hide. This battle isn't something you can interfere in."

"Yes, Miss." The maids said no more and swiftly headed for a secure shelter as instructed.

Illya turned her gaze back toward the empty room, her voice echoing through the silent air. "Berserker, I'm counting on you."

At that moment, a massive figure emerged from the void, as though cast from black iron. His body was covered in the marks of battle, each scar telling of past glory and pain.

He gently lifted Illya and set her on his