"Even from this far away, I can tell this place is unusual. No wonder it's the Caster class's lair."
Cu Chulainn, whose Master had already been replaced, stared gravely at the distinctive little courtyard hidden within the woods ahead.
As a Lancer, Cu Chulainn was undeniably a quintessential warrior. Even if an enemy from an opposing camp was his close friend, it would not affect his willingness to strike.
Likewise, even if someone was his sworn enemy, as long as they were confirmed to be an ally, he would follow the rules.
If other Servants had their Masters replaced against their wishes, they would likely have some conflict with their new Masters, or at least put in minimal effort.
But that did not affect Cu Chulainn.
Even if he was unwilling, he would carry out his duties under his Master's orders.
For example, his instructions were to scout the area, fight every Servant once, and then withdraw...
Though not everyone had arrived yet and the battle had yet to begin, someone had exposed themselves so openly. If an opportunity arose, he had to give it a try.
"Fighting Caster on her own territory is obviously disadvantageous. But since you showed yourselves so openly today, I don't think you'll keep hiding in there forever. I'll start with you."
A wicked grin appeared on Cu Chulainn's face. He crouched directly on a tree branch and kept his eyes fixed on the courtyard ahead.
But at that moment, the Lancer suddenly sensed an abnormal presence and a feeling of danger.
Something was wrong!
He instinctively turned toward a certain direction. On top of a distant building, someone had fired an arrow this way!
This was the outskirts, while the shot had come from within the city.
An attack from such an extreme distance