Type-Moon, a human love simulator

Chapter 45: To bear the weight of the crown
While the two were talking, a group of knights covered in rare and expensive iron armor were rushing through the streets. Kelar pulled Altria and dodged.

Although these knights were charging around, there were actually not many people on the streets. A large number of young and middle-aged laborers among the Ansa people were lost in Maple Ridge, and those who were sent back were ordered to be killed by Vortigern. The Ansa people were fleeing every day, and their population was already very small.

The two knights dismounted, stood in the center of the town, struck something like a gong, and then began to announce: "By order of His Majesty Vortigern, this territory has been divided to Sir Al."

"Sir Al's first decree was to kill any Ansa who attempted to flee the territory."

"Article 2: The tax rate will be increased by 10%. Effective immediately, the daily payment will be changed to a monthly payment!"

"Be thankful. The merciful Lord allowed you to borrow money from him to pay taxes so that you would not starve to death..." Another knight said, "The interest rate is very low, increasing by only 1% every day. Let us once again be thankful to the merciful Sir Al."

"Article 3: We will collect grain and salt from the territory. From now on, everyone must buy and sell grain and salt in the store opened by the lord. Anyone who trades privately will be killed!"

After issuing several tyrannical decrees, the arrogant knight left.

After listening to these tyrannies, Kelar looked at Altria and pursed his lips and said, "Now you know why they want to kill the people who are about to flee in the first place, right?"

"Now these people would rather go to the deep mountains and old forests to be with tigers and monsters, and perhaps they are not willing to stay in this territory."

What tyrannical king? Britain doesn’t have Bane to protect you!
Altria frowned, holding the lance in her small hand, and said, "We should rescue the people of this territory, because they will be my people in the future."

"Don't worry about it. You are not a king yet, so don't put the burden of a king on yourself." Kelar touched Altria's little head and smiled, "But I am the lord of Maple Ridge, I can help!"

"Honestly, even Hengist couldn't make such a perverse and expensive thing. I really want to meet him."

Kelar held the edgeless sword at his waist and said, "My sword is not bad either!"

"Your sword is clearly unsharpened!"

Altria shook her golden head to free her ahoge, and then sighed, "Kai, now I understand what a tyrannical government is more ferocious than a tiger... In fact, the good life that the people want is really simple, but why are these lords so greedy?"

Although Britain's Age of Gods has faded, it is still possible to maintain the country's prosperity if people are willing to work hard to cultivate the land and allow the people to recuperate and barely get enough food and clothing.

After all, Kelar never kept his knowledge to himself, and the techniques he used in Maple Ridge were not blocked, so even the lords under Vortigern could learn them.

No matter friend or foe, Kelar sincerely hopes that the oppressed farmers and people at the bottom of society can live a better life.

However, the lords under Vortigern had no intention of learning technology and developing their territories. Instead, they deliberately forced their people to go bankrupt and become slaves, and tried every means to force them to go to war with the Celts.

The Angsa people under the rule of King Vtigen could only survive by relying on looting.

Kelar nodded slightly: "The truth in the book is false even if you repeat it a thousand times. The facts seen with your own eyes are better than any eloquence!"

Originally, Kelar was going to go up and pull out the lord of the nobles in this territory and beat him half to death to punish him, but Artoria's sigh made Kelar want to test him.

So Kelar smiled and asked, "Lily, let me ask you, do you believe that bad laws are also laws?"

A bad law is also a law, and the deeper meaning is that the worst order is better than disorderly chaos. At the same time, this is also a trick used by cruel rulers to whitewash the peace.

A truly benevolent person would never accept the so-called "bad law is still the law". Otherwise, there is no need to resist, after all, a bad law is still the law!
Kelar wanted to know, after so many years of his teaching, whether Artoria would agree with this sophistry that sounded reasonable?

"Bad laws are not laws!"

Altria was silent for a long time, then shook her head and said, "Kai, I know what you mean. You are worried that I will think from the perspective of the ruling class, or even empathize with the cruel rulers."

"Kai, you underestimate me, Artoria Pendragon!" Artoria's holy blue eyes were bright and shining, flashing a light that was no less than Kelar's: "I am the Red Dragon of Britain! I am destined to be the King of Britain!"

"I want to be a king, not to become a new oppressor to rule over the people and ride on everyone's heads and domineeringly act like a king!"

"I, Artoria Pendragon, became king to shoulder the weight of the crown for all the people of Britain. I am here to benefit all the people of Britain. In my heart, Celts, Ansas, fairies, and all races belonging to Britain are my people!"

Altria looked at Kelar and said, "I want to become a monarch who surpasses all the kings of Britain and even all the emperors of Rome. If possible, I also want to become 'Arthur the Great'!"

I think Kelar will never forget this day, when a little twelve-year-old girl said in front of him, "I want to be King Arthur," with the light flashing in her holy blue eyes.

Kelar rubbed Altria's golden little head vigorously, and even pinched her hair. He retracted his hand when she was about to be bitten: "Then you have to work hard. The title of 'Emperor' is not given by yourself."

"Kai, let's go!" Artoria raised her lance and said, "You hold the sword, I'll carry the flag, we can go to Britain!"

"Where did you come from, Li Er?" Kelar shook his head: "You little girl should learn from their deeds, but not from their pretense!"

However, there is nothing wrong with what he said. With Kelar here, even if Vortigern himself comes, it will be no problem for Artoria to retreat safely.

Do you understand Kelar’s ​​50-50 level? It’s hard to say whether he will win or not, but he will definitely not lose.

"Lily, I once said that war is the most ominous thing in the world and it is not a benevolent way."

Kelar drew out his edgeless sword and said, "But I want to tell you the second half of this sentence, or the premise of this sentence..."

"All matters in the world are only public and private. I will fight those who fight for their own selfish interests!"

"Fighting for the public, fighting for the people, this is great benevolence, justice, virtue and courage!"

"Haha! Lily...Altria Pendragon, I tell you - "Evil laws are illegal"!"

Kelar's voice was calm: "Listen, everyone here. I am Kelar. In the name of Kelar, I declare that the lord of this place is guilty. If you are willing to listen to my reasoning, then follow me!"

The territory was quiet, no one followed, and everyone was watching.

(End of this chapter)