Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

As the gaze fell upon the city wall, a furious curse erupted: "Damn it! How are you guarding it?! You just let him climb up there and ring the door? Luckily I stopped him in time, or it would have been a disaster!"

As the Saxon squad leader spoke, he increased the force of his foot, and beneath him was the soldier whose chest had been pierced by a dagger. If one looked closely at the ground, one could see a red mark trailing behind him. Even facing death, this soldier still completed his mission.

Sound the alarm when the enemy appears.

"Sorry, Captain, we didn't expect this guy to still be alive."

"Sigh, never mind. You two split into two teams. One of you guard the intersection and don't let anyone come up. The other of you hurry up and go down and say it was just a slip of the hand. Go now!"

The Saxon squad leader sighed. What could he say? What was done was done; he could only wait until this was over before making any further comments.

Looking up at the outside of the city, he saw that the alarm bell was placed in a specially elevated position on the castle. From his line of sight, he could see the approaching Saxons, but he could not see anything on the city wall below, except for a wisp of dust.

These are all minor matters. The Saxon squad leader could only pray that no experts in the city overheard them, otherwise, the exposure of the plan would lead to serious trouble.

"Hey, hey, hey, what just happened? Why did the alarm go off and then disappear?"

On the city wall, a few people who had just come down were surrounded, and several Saxons quickly explained.

"It's just a misunderstanding. There's no fighting over there. We're at a good height up here, and everyone wants to see what's going on over there. When there are too many people, it's easy to bump into each other."

"I'm just here to come down and explain the situation to prevent any misunderstandings."

The Saxons explained with a smile that their reasons and excuses were quite appropriate.

The guards on the city wall considered the size of the area above and the number of people to be assigned, and there was indeed no problem.

"Be more careful next time, and don't make such a silly mistake again. Now, please move aside, I'll go up and take a look."

The person, clearly of British descent, began to complain and took a step forward, ready to go up.

He wouldn't completely trust the Saxons, even though they were just doing manual labor, he'd still feel more at ease if he went there himself.

Seeing that the other party still wanted to go up, the Saxons exchanged subtle glances and then made way for them.

There are only our own people up there now. If this guy goes up there, there will only be one outcome. Their job is to stop the others.

The division of labor is clear, which shows that this plan has indeed been in the works for a very long time.

However, while there are many perfect plans, once they are implemented, a safe landing is not so easy.

"Make way! Everyone make way! We need to go up to the top and check the situation!"

The short-haired knight Kai took the lead, his fine armor so dazzling that it hurt the eyes of the guards, and his arrogant demeanor prevented them from stopping him.

This kind of person is clearly a nobleman. Who would want to go up to him and cause trouble? Paying hundreds of copper coins a month to bother a nobleman is practically suicide.

The Britons thought this way, but that didn't mean the Saxons thought this way. The moment the Kejis appeared, they had only one thought.

exposed!

Under normal circumstances, nobles would never come here, let alone when the Saxons are besieging the city. The only reason they are here now is that they have been exposed and these people are here specifically to check!

"My lord, I am the captain of the guards here. May I ask what brings you here?"

Good news! The guy who was about to go up is no longer focused on that spot; instead, he's quickly heading towards Kai and the others.

Bad news, even more will be going up soon.

“We just heard an alarm, what happened?” Kai asked.

Neither humble nor arrogant, with an extraordinary aura, this guy is a great nobleman!

With just one sentence, the guard captain was certain that the other party's identity was not simple. Although he had never seen these guys before, there were many adults in this city he didn't recognize.

The tactful guard captain knew how to handle the situation, so he first distanced himself from it: "Reporting to you, sir, I was just about to go up and find out what's going on. Please give me a little time."

"No need, we can just go up directly."

Artoria walked straight out from behind Kai, preparing to go up without exchanging a word.

The air smelled of blood... The girl gripped the sword hilt, already having a guess in her mind.

"Damn it, we can't let them go up there, or we'll be exposed!"

"We can't make a move here, we're too few of them. Let them go first, and then we'll surround and attack them from above!"

"Okay! Let's do it this way!"

The two Saxons quickly finished communicating and obediently retreated to the sides of the road, waiting for Artoria and the others to go up before following behind.

The captain of the guards, who hadn't followed behind, narrowed his eyes upon seeing this scene, and made some guesses in his mind. He looked at his deputy, his body and expression unchanged, but he gripped the hilt of his sword.

The second-in-command's pupils contracted, his expression and emotions remained relatively calm, and he looked around to confirm his partner's location, his pupils dilating!

From the second-in-command's perspective, each Saxon is vaguely standing next to their partner, which is an excellent position to strike!

"British Knights! Assemble!!!"

The lieutenant suddenly drew his sword and shouted, "Don't lose face when facing the nobleman! Everyone assemble!!!"

The perfect excuse both boosted the Britons' morale to their peak and deprived the Saxons of any legitimate reason to approach, thus averting the temporary crisis on the city walls.

The road leading to the alarm platform was very narrow, allowing only one person to pass at a time under normal circumstances. This design was naturally intended to ensure the alarm would ring, which also provided the perfect location for the Saxons to launch a surprise attack.

Look at this white-haired guy, dressed in flashy clothes, he's obviously a noob. We'll just sneak up on him and take him down, then we'll attack him from both sides with our teammates above. Finally, we'll retreat to the tower and wait for our tribe members to arrive, and then we'll be safe!

The Saxon at the very back thought to himself, his hand already quietly gripping his dagger, calculating the distance in his mind and preparing to strike at any moment.

Ahead, as they got closer, Artoria's expression grew increasingly somber, and the smell became even stronger. It was hard to say what had happened up there, but people must have died!

"Someone's here! Greetings, sir!"

There were two guys next to the top exit. They stood up straight as soon as they saw the person coming, as if everything was normal.

At the very back of the column, a Saxon soldier heard the sound and suddenly drew his dagger and stabbed out. The white-haired man in front of him couldn't react in time and the dagger was pierced in one go!

"Ah!!!" the white-haired guy howled, cursing incessantly.

"You bastard, what are you doing! Why did you stab me?!"

Strange, how come this guy's voice is exactly the same as his partner's?

"Pfft!"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing through the body, the pain coming from below, the Saxon soldier felt his vision blurring, and when he could see clearly, there was no white-haired guy in front of him, only his comrade clutching his wound and falling down, while the pain in his own body was real, because the white-haired guy was behind him!

"Ara ara~ The illusion effect is pretty good~"

Mary pulled out a dagger, and the two Saxons fell.

"Bastard!! Get out of here!!!"

At the forefront, Artoria roared and howled, followed by two thuds as two figures swept past Melly and landed.

"It seems that what happened up there is not simple, that it made Lia so angry."

Despite the horrifying scene, Meryl maintained her smile and even made jokes.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

The alarm bells rang urgently, signaling the approaching danger.

Merry reached the top, glanced around, and came to Altria's side. Looking outside, the procession of several hundred people was very close to the city gate, from the perspective of the charging Saxons.

The city walls below are slowly closing, and it will take time for them to close completely. This time will not be long, but it will be enough for enemies far away to arrive and storm the city.

"It must be stopped, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

Artoria gripped the sword in the stone tightly, and after speaking with utmost seriousness, she looked at Merlin with unwavering determination and a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

“Lia, you are the queen, and the queen makes decisions without the consent of others.”

"As long as you are prepared to bear the consequences."

As Melie spoke, Artoria slowly closed her eyes. The consequences? The consequences she would have to bear?

Am I really ready?

As the designated 'queen', she learned how to govern the country from a young age, understood the structure of the country, and knew that as a queen, she could not make decisions arbitrarily.

Because she is the queen, once she makes a decision, she will definitely carry it out, and the outcome is uncertain, whether good or bad, and she can only bear the consequences afterwards.

"Quickly! Close the city gates! Come in quickly!"

The shouts of soldiers below, the hurried footsteps of ordinary people, and the vendors who had just passed by all came into view.

"As king, I cannot make decisions arbitrarily. I should completely delegate many things to my subordinates. This is a matter of trust."

The magic cast on Artoria by Melly slowly faded, and the red dragon's heart beat faster, bringing magic to every corner of her body. The sword in the stone was raised high in front of her chest, and the girl made a decision about her future at this moment.

"But I am who I am! I not only lead the charge but also trust my subordinates!"

"This is not contradictory!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the blonde girl, wielding the sword in the stone and clad in silver-blue armor, leaped down and landed firmly in front of the city gate with a thud. The dust that fell to the ground enveloped her like a smoke bomb, creating a brief obstruction of vision.

The sudden strange phenomenon shocked everyone, except for the Saxon leader and his troops who were charging forward at full speed.

"They're just ahead! They've only just spotted us! There will be a huge reward for those who storm the city and obtain supplies!"

The Saxon leader charged forward, his heart filled with heroic ambition. Then he noticed some dust in front of the city gate, and in the dust he could vaguely see a silver-blue figure.

A guard? Or someone who didn't have time to escape?

Forget it, let's just crush them.

The Saxon leader was thinking this when he saw the man raise his sword, and the sword was glowing!

"EX...Curry Stick!!!"

These were the last sounds the Saxon leader heard, along with a dazzling beam of light.

Volume 1: 16. Meryl, you really have a lot on your plate (4k)

Just one day later, on the evening of the second day, Count Wendlu, the lord of this territory, rushed back after the major incident. After dealing with the situation briefly, he held a banquet to thank the people who had helped him.

"Hahaha, thanks to everyone this time, otherwise there would have been a huge mess."

The vigorous Count entered the room and saw the conspicuous Artoria and her companions. His eyes gleamed with gratitude as he approached.

He was the first to approach the white-haired Merlin, bowed respectfully, and said, "Great Lord Merlin, it's been a long time."

"Isn't this Wen Delu? You old man, you're still in pretty good shape, hahaha."

Mary responded with a smile. She knew why this guy spoke to her first. Among these people, he only knew her. It was indeed a good thing to greet someone, but greeting someone you didn't know was not aristocratic etiquette.

"No, it won't last more than a few decades." The count replied somewhat boastfully, raising his hand in a gesture of invitation: "But now is not the time to talk about that. I would like to trouble Lord Merlin to introduce these warriors."

“Sure~ So, this is the first one.” Merry didn’t refuse the other person’s request and turned to the side to stand in front of Emiya Shirou.

"This is the person who traveled with you, and is now the logistics manager, personal chef, and the one who saved your son."

"What! It was you who saved that boy, thank you so much!" The count looked flattered and excited as he spoke.

Emiya Shirou bowed slightly: "You're too kind, it was just something I did."

The response was conventional and did not even include a name.

A shadow crossed the count's eyes, but his expression remained unchanged.

"A smiling tiger, and a top-tier smiling tiger among the old guys." This was Shirou Emiya's first reaction upon seeing the other party, and also the reason why he didn't want to reveal his name.

Even in dreams, being with this kind of person is extremely unpleasant; it's better to end the relationship sooner rather than later.

Artoria wasn't angry at this rude behavior, but rather puzzled. Shirou Emiya was a good person, and everyone had approved of his behavior during this time; the other party couldn't have done this for no reason.

I'm still wondering, I'll ask about it later...

Meryl's expression remained unchanged, and without mentioning it, she went straight to Kai: "Son of Hector, knight traveling with you, you really put in a lot of effort this time."

This is a lie. Kai basically didn't deal with it this time, but he certainly can't say it himself. Who says running all the way isn't putting in effort?

"Oh~ So you're that old man Hector's son. You're quite the handsome young man. Come to think of it, I even held you when you were a child."

This is where the advantage of seniority comes in. Being of noble birth and belonging to a country allows one to speak freely while ensuring familiarity with elders, quickly building rapport.

Kay gave a noble greeting: "Greetings, Earl Wendlow. Kay sends his regards on behalf of my father."

After doing all that, Kai put his hands down, without even taking two steps to hug or shake hands.

There was a response, but it also felt like there wasn't one.

A hint of gloom flashed across Wen Delu's eyes again, but the smile on his face remained unchanged.

Kai's reasoning was simple. First, Merlin hadn't introduced himself, which spoke volumes. Second, his good friend Shirou Emiya disliked him. If even his good friend disliked him, what kind of person could he be? Even if they were both nobles, he didn't want to have much contact with them.