Chapter 246: Berserker

Chang Ye Yue nods: "Looks like it took effect."

San Yue Qi digests the sudden "common sense" in her mind, her eyes gradually brightening: "So there really is a Holy Grail that can grant wishes? Then if I win, can I wish to return to the Train immediately? Or wish that Pam's snacks never run out?"

Chang Ye Yue: "... the Holy Grail is just a fake. It can grant wishes, but not as powerful as you think. Moreover, the way it fulfills them is often... twisted."

"Fake?" San Yue Qi tilts her head.

"You can think of it as a wish machine with flaws."

Chang Ye Yue briefly adds, "And a wish itself consumes massive energy, usually requiring other Servants' Spiritual Cores as 'fuel'."

"Eh—doesn't that mean you have to eliminate other Servants?"

San Yue Qi's expression collapses, "That's not good... they're all innocent..."

"So ending the war quickly is best for everyone."

Chang Ye Yue says, "The sooner you return, the fewer worries your companions on the Train will have."

Mentioning the Train, San Yue Qi immediately gets nervous: "Right! Everyone must have noticed I'm missing! Aunt Jizi, Uncle Yang Shu, Dan Heng, Star... and Pam! They're probably freaking out! And aren't we supposed to go to Xianzhou? Could this delay the main task?"

"The Time Flow Rate is different."

Chang Ye Yue calmly soothes, "It could be that a month passes here while only a day passes there. Your Exploration here won't affect the Train's original schedule."

"Really, is that true?"

San Yue Qi is half convinced, but with no other options she nods as if comforting herself, "Fine... then let's treat it as a special, solo Exploration task! When I get back, I'll definitely make a super—long photo album of the experience!"

Watching San Yue Qi rally, Chang Ye Yue's eyes flash with a hint of helplessness.

Then, her gaze turns to the "sleeping" Sakura on the bed.

"Still pretending to sleep?"

Sakura's body visibly tenses.

San Yue Qi also notices, curiously leans in: "Huh? This little sister woke up? Who is she? How did she end up here?"

Sakura knows she can't keep pretending.

She shyly sits up, her small hand clutching the blanket tightly, purple eyes filled with wariness and unease, her gaze shifting between Chang Ye Yue and San Yue Qi.

Chang Ye Yue looks at this five- or six-year-old girl who has already endured torments unimaginable to ordinary people, and remains silent for a second.

She is too lazy to recount the whole backstory again—especially with San Yue Qi, the "problem child", present.

So, she raises her hand.

A deep crimson jellyfish illusion materializes before Sakura, gently touching her forehead.

Sakura's pupils dilate slightly, then quickly dissipate.

A flood of information—why she was sent to the Jiantong Family, about Insect Technique, about Zang Yan's purpose, about Yan Ye's struggle, about everything that happened tonight, and Chang Ye Yue's involvement—rushes into her consciousness like a gentle tide.

The information is filtered and processed, avoiding the most gruesome scenes, but enough for her to understand the situation.

The process lasted only two or three seconds.

The jellyfish illusion dissipates.

Sakura's gaze refocuses, now filled with many complex emotions: bewilderment, sadness, a faint glimmer of hope, and deep exhaustion.

San Yue Qi watches, stunned, "Sister, what did you do to her? Why did she suddenly..."

"Just to make her know quickly what happened."

Chang Ye Yue says simply, then looks back at Sakura, "Now, let's talk about your matter, Sakura Jiantong— or rather, Sakura Tohsaka."

Hearing the surname "Tohsaka", Sakura's body involuntarily curls up a bit, her small hand gripping tighter.

The atmosphere stalls for a moment.

"Um..."

San Yue Qi looks at the little girl's clearly downcast and scared demeanor, can't help to smooth things over, voice very soft, "Little sister, don't be afraid. We're not bad people... uh, at least I'm not! I'm San Yue Qi, a Pioneer of the Star Rail! Though I don't know why I'm a Servant now... Anyway, we won't hurt you!"

Sakura lifts her head, looking at San Yue Qi.

The pink-haired girl crouches at the bedside, her face showing genuine concern and a warm smile, her eyes sparkling like the glass beads she once saw in the Tohsaka family's garden long ago.

(This sister... really seems like light...)

Sakura opens her mouth, trying to say something, but no sound comes out.

Chang Ye Yue watches nearby, not urging.

She then shifts her attention back to San Yue Qi.

"Alright, now it's time to talk about your matter."

"Me?" San Yue Qi points at herself.

"Yes."

Chang Ye Yue scans San Yue Qi from head to toe, her eyes again showing that subtle emotion of "what exactly is this judgment", "Regarding your Servant status. I just sensed your basic parameters through the Command Spell."

"Parameters?"

San Yue Qi, curious, "What is it? Am I strong?"

Chang Ye Yue pauses two seconds, then slowly says, "Class: Berserker."

San Yue Qi: "... Huh?"

She looks down at her pink pajamas, then lifts a hand to touch her messy pink hair.

"Berserker...?"

San Yue Qi's expression becomes extremely odd, "Me? That violent-sounding class? Sister, did you sense wrong? I should be an Archer, right? Or a Caster? At worst a Rider! What the heck is Berserker!"

Chang Ye Yue: "The Heroic Spirit Hall's judgment is based on Spiritual Core traits and compatibility. Your Frenzy level is C, not high, but you indeed belong to the Berserker class."

"Frenzy?"

San Yue Qi blinks, then suddenly recalls, "Ah... now that you mention it, since just now I've felt a vague irritation... like a buzzing voice in my head that I've been trying to suppress."

Chang Ye Yue nods, "That's the effect of Frenzy. The Berserker class usually grants Servants the Frenzy skill, exchanging Reason String for basic ability boost. Your Frenzy level is low, so you retain most Reason String, but emotions fluctuate, and in battle you may tend to... well, just charge headfirst."

San Yue Qi slumped his face: "So I really became a Berserker… the star might even have me perform a bare‑handed trash‑can demolition!"

She sighed, but quickly rallied: "Forget it, forget it, a Berserker is a Berserker! Anyway I'll try to keep it under control! What about my ability? As a Servant I should have some special ability, right?"

"Base Ability Parameters are still being analyzed."

Chang Ye Yue said, "But your Noble Phantasm… seems related to 'Ice' and 'Memory'. The specific effect needs combat verification."

"Ice?"

San Yue Qi's eyes lit up, "I know this! Six‑Aspect Ice! My specialty!"

She said, subconsciously raised her hand, fingertips gathered a small cluster of sparkling ice flowers— but the moment the ice flower appeared, its color changed from the familiar pale blue to a faintly glowing light pink, and its shape was also unstable, trembling slightly.

"Eh? Why did the color change?" San Yue Qi curiously poked that cluster of ice flowers.

Chang Ye Yue looked at that abnormal pink ice crystal, a thoughtful expression in her crimson eyes.

(The power of Memory's destiny… has it been reinterpreted in this world?)

"Anyway,"

She withdrew her thoughts, said to San Yue Qi, "If you want to get back to the train as soon as possible, the goal is to win the Holy Grail War. And winning the war requires fighting. As your Master, I will provide magical support and strategic guidance, but your performance on the battlefield depends on you."

"Combat…"

San Yue Qi clenched her fist, expression becoming serious, "Although I've never fought such a formal 'war', protecting comrades and pioneering the way is the Pioneer's duty! I'll do my best!"

Her gaze was resolute, even though she was still in ridiculous pajamas and ill‑fitting slippers, that spirit of 'since we've met, we must do our best' made her whole body faintly glow.

Sakura Matou quietly watched the scene, her small hand quietly released the tightly‑clutched blanket.

(This sister… really seems able to bring change…)

Chang Ye Yue kept Sakura's reaction in her eyes, then looked back at her.

"Then, Sakura Matou—how would you like us to accommodate you?"

Sakura raised her head, her purple eyes looked at Chang Ye Yue, then at San Yue Qi, finally she whispered:

"…I… want to leave here."

She paused, then added another sentence, her voice even softer:

"Can… take me away?"