Archers Have Always Been Good at Close Combat

Yu Feng put away the Knight's Judgment Bow in his hand and hurried toward the Matou Estate.

Now that Zouken Matou had left, the danger in the Matou Estate was gone, and Yu Feng at least felt a bit relieved.

By the time Yu Feng arrived, Sakura Matou's complexion had improved somewhat compared to before, while Shinji Matou had passed out—fortunately, neither of them was seriously hurt.

He should be grateful that Mordred had arrived just in time; otherwise, Yu Feng didn't dare imagine what might have happened.

As for Kariya Matou, by the time Yu Feng got there, he had already stopped breathing. In that moment, Yu Feng also understood a few things about the Fourth Holy Grail War.

Yu Feng was certain that during the Fourth Holy Grail War, he had definitely been summoned—summoned as Saber, and by the Einzbern family at that.

However, it seemed that Pantaleon, who had possessed him, hadn't experienced the Fourth Holy Grail War; he must have been summoned later.

At least Yu Feng now had some understanding of the events of the Fourth Holy Grail War.

As for why Kariya Matou hadn't died in the Fourth Holy Grail War, it was because Yu Feng from that war had given him the Sword of the Holy Knight. Relying on that sword, Kariya Matou had managed to survive until now.

And Kariya Matou seemed to know that even with the Sword of the Holy Knight, he wouldn't live much longer. So he had given the sword to Mordred, instructing her to return it to Yu Feng.

Even with the Sword of the Holy Knight, Kariya Matou couldn't hold on much longer.

That was true.

If it were still the Fourth Holy Grail War, the Sword of the Holy Knight could have used its holy aura and energy to suppress the Crest Worms inside Kariya Matou's body, letting him live a few more years. But now, ten years had passed. In this materialistic era, the sword couldn't absorb enough pure energy, so it could no longer suppress the Crest Worms.

Moreover, over these years, Kariya Matou's body had been ravaged by the Crest Worms, riddled with holes. He had only survived this long thanks to the Sword of the Holy Knight.

Otherwise, he might have lasted a few more days.

Yu Feng put away the Sword of the Holy Knight in his hand.

Well, now I'm a close-combat archer too.

It's no empty saying that archers have always favored melee.

Mordred glanced at Sakura Matou and Shinji Matou. "What are you going to do with these two?"

Yu Feng looked at Sakura and Shinji, thought for a moment, and said, "That old worm isn't dead yet—I just hit him with an arrow. To be safe, let's take them both back. Leaving them in this dark mansion isn't good."

"Thank you, Senior Yu." Sakura said softly, at the same time trying to help the unconscious Shinji up.

Yu Feng helped Sakura lift Shinji, casting a pitying glance at him. "Poor kid, caught up in something he had nothing to do with."

"Let's go, Sakura."

Sakura bit her lip, watching Yu Feng's back, lost in thought.

Mordred clicked her tongue in annoyance.

She had come here expecting a fight, but it ended before she even warmed up. That really irritated her.

If she didn't get to fight soon, Mordred felt she'd turn into a total waste.

Just then, Rin Tohsaka and Emiya finally arrived, a bit late.

Rin looked at Yu Feng and Sakura, who had just walked out of the Matou Estate, and seemed anxious.

"Sakura, are you okay?"

Rin walked over to Sakura's side.

Sakura seemed a bit uncomfortable with Rin's tone and said quietly, "I'm fine, Sister."

Although Sakura had been adopted from the Tohsaka family into the Matou family, over the years the relationship between Rin and Sakura was a bit better than in the original story.

Yu Feng was startled and looked at Emiya. "Hey, you're something else, leading people here, aren't you?"

Emiya shrugged, indicating it wasn't his fault. "Rin rushed over here in a panic. I couldn't help it if we picked up a tail."

Not far away, two figures followed one after the other. The one slightly behind recognized Yu Feng and paused for a moment before greeting him.

The figure in front, however, stared blankly at Yu Feng and the spiritualized Mordred, looking almost incredulous.

"Well, well, it's only been a little while and we meet again." Cú Chulainn looked at them, his tone carrying a hint of resignation.

Yu Feng waved his hand helplessly. "Then he's yours to deal with."

Emiya didn't mind.

"Pantaleon?" The figure looked uncertainly at Yu Feng, testing the name.

Yu Feng nodded, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar person, and said, "It's me. Long time no see, Arthur..."

He had almost said "King," but after a moment's thought, he settled on "Arthur."

Beside him, Mordred dematerialized, but this time she put on her helmet, as if she didn't want anyone to see her expression underneath.

The newcomer was Arthur Pendragon—no, it should be Artoria Pendragon, the legendary King Arthur of Britain.

She had chased Emiya here, and as for Cú Chulainn behind her, it was obvious he had no idea Artoria was following Emiya. He must have spotted her from some corner and chased her here.

Cú Chulainn looked at Artoria, who held Excalibur, and Mordred, who held the Sword of Brilliant King, and felt a bit confused.

Wasn't it supposed to be that only one Servant per class could be summoned in each Holy Grail War?

What was going on here?

Was his eyesight failing, or was there something wrong with their classes?

Cú Chulainn figured that one of these two must be a different class, just one who happened to be more comfortable with a sword... probably.

"Ah, excuse me, I'd like to ask you both—are you Saber-class?" Cú Chulainn raised the question at an appropriate moment.

"Yes!"

"Of course!"

Both gave Cú Chulainn an affirmative answer.

"Ah, seriously, what the hell?"

Faced with that response, Cú Chulainn was completely thrown off.

"Hey, where are you looking?" Just then, Emiya's voice rang out.

Emiya, wielding Guan Yu and Mo Ye, swung toward Cú Chulainn.

Cú Chulainn brandished Gae Bulg to block Emiya's attack. "Hey hey hey, I just came to check things out—don't start a fight over nothing."

Emiya let out a cold snort and said nothing.

"Tch, you're really pissing me off. Fine, I'll play along then!"

With that, Cú Chulainn swung Gae Bulg and charged at Emiya.

"You're supposed to be an Archer, yet you love close combat so much—you might as well just become a Saber!"