Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

Even for the sake of national stability, the nobility should be treated better, as taught in ancient historical texts.

However, she saw that more and more people's lives were getting better under the planning action. Although the nobles suffered some losses, she assured them that it would not affect their lives at all.

Artoria was puzzled as to why nobles, who were supposed to be commoners, would be cursing her behind her back, when it would have been a better outcome.

"Because resources are limited and people are different, if you ask the nobles who own resources to cede them, they will naturally be unhappy."

"Anyway, when someone with few or no resources acquires them, they will sing your praises; both are inevitable outcomes."

Emiya Shirou was aware of the other person's doubts. He had his own thoughts, but he still chose to use the normal theoretical explanation.

The other person is his friend, and as a friend, he cannot force his own views on them, even if he dislikes some nobles. This would affect the other person's judgment, which is not what he wants to see, because the two are friends.

Artoria frowned. "Isn't there any other way to avoid it?"

Emiya Shirou nodded: "Some friends, a little."

"Oh! I can't wait!" Artoria waited excitedly, and then she saw Shirou Emiya stretch out his palm, twist it, and clench it: "Conquer all the countries except Britain, and use the resources produced by those countries to feed and support Britain!"

"This way, everyone's resources will reach a certain lower limit, which will alleviate this problem a lot."

All other countries supporting one country—that might be a good solution.

But then Artoria realized a problem: "If I defeat them all, doesn't that mean I've subjugated them? In that case, aren't the people of those countries also citizens of Britain?"

Since they are ordinary citizens, they certainly cannot do this.

Shirou Emiya leaned back slightly, his liking for his friend growing even stronger. This King of Britain was far more human than the one in the TV series (a parallel world future version).

"Is there any other method?"

"For some of my friends, I still have a solution."

"As long as you can get unlimited energy, the country will not have energy problems, and this problem can be solved at that time."

To be honest, most normal people would think this is a joke, since there can't possibly be infinite energy or even substitutes in this world.

But this is Type-Moon, a world with Heroic Spirits, magic, and irrationality.

Artoria thought it over carefully and decided to ask Merlin later. Wasn't that guy always researching something lately? She might as well take a look at it and consider it a contribution to Britain.

Whether Merlin is willing or not is not a question she should consider.

Shirou Emiya watched as Artoria nodded repeatedly, her hand supporting her chin, and knew that she had some ideas. In fact, there was one more thing he hadn't mentioned.

That is, regardless of the model, the root of everything is the person who is the king, and the outcome is closely related to the king.

It's too early to talk about this now; let's consider it later.

Artoria is thinking... Shirou Emiya is recording evidence...

After some time, the nobleman stopped venting his anger and began to seriously discuss the matter with the other nobles.

After all, if they really didn't want to accept or even resist, they wouldn't have done things like repairing houses and arranging accommodations for ordinary people.

Ultimately, they are afraid to take action, but they also don't want to be controlled. After all, these past few years have been like living in paradise without anyone interfering.

"Tsk, in the end we didn't come to any conclusions, so let's stick to what we decided before and express our goodwill first."

"Don't rush to complete the tasks that are issued. At the same time, arrange for people to continue the marches. Anyway, the land those people rely on is in our hands."

As the nobles left one by one, Artoria came to understand everything: why there was a parade, where the people in the parade came from, and the fact that they had no choice in the matter.

Meanwhile, as Artoria listened to the sins of these people, she didn't even want to acknowledge them.

These people don't even look human. They demolish houses and send people to jail, deceive people with lies, and use land as leverage to incite protests. Among them are many nobles who don't care about things that others find terrifying. In short, she wanted to draw her sword and kill these guys. If it weren't for the king's upbringing for more than ten years, something terrible would have happened!

"So, the evidence has been collected. What are your plans now?"

Emiya Shirou remained calm, tossing one of the recordings over and keeping the other for himself.

"…Inhale!!! Exhale!!!"

Artoria took a deep breath, then shook her head and looked at the person beside her: "I don't know, but I'm very curious what Lord Emiya Shirou will do."

This problem is a bit advanced for her right now. To be honest, she's not sure how to solve it. Should she help the nobles? But she doesn't want to help them. If she doesn't help them, what should she do next? She has no experience in this area.

If Merlin were here, she might ask him, but he's not here now. But it's okay, asking Shirou Emiya now and then asking Merlin for his opinion later won't make much difference.

After all, they are master and disciple.

"Ask me?" Shirou Emiya was silent for a moment. Could this also be something that Merry had planned?

I just had a friendly conversation with Meryl, and now she's asking such a sensitive question; it's easy for her to overthink things.

Looking at Artoria's expectant gaze and the nobles who had just left, Shirou Emiya pondered for a moment before deciding to follow his heart.

It's just a discussion, there shouldn't be any problem.

Hmm, probably not...

"If it were me, I would take this opportunity to get the land back, but not now."

"Ok?"

"Planning, planning, only a king can plan, only a king is worthy of owning the land of Britain, only a king can plan this land at will. If it were me, when this country is unified, I would bring this up to create a buzz and take all the noble lands into my own hands. At that time, I would plan however I wanted."

Artoria was shocked, utterly shocked!

What a blasphemous idea! What a radical idea!

Even she, who had studied aristocratic etiquette and royal management for over a decade and possessed an incredibly stable temperament, dared not agree to reclaim all the noble lands. This was something even her father couldn't do, and Merlin had never even mentioned it.

Artoria was shocked, remaining stunned for several minutes before she came to her senses. She subconsciously looked around and whispered, "Lord Shirou Emiya, this question... is a bit too pointed. Could you perhaps choose another one?"

Emiya Shirou nodded instantly and replied, "Sure, let's extort money first. We don't mind having as much of this stuff as we want. It'll also serve as a warning, making our later plans run more smoothly."

What? Isn't there a normal way to handle this?

Artoria rolled her eyes at the other person resentfully: "Then let's do it this way. I'll need you to plan it out for me."

Emiya Shirou didn't say much, just nodded in agreement: "Sure, let's wander around some more, maybe we'll find something else."

"it is good."

The two left through the window and climbed the wall using their strong fingers, moving as nimbly as geckos.

In the Gameli Magic, the probability of this method of action being discovered by others is extremely low.

"There seems to be some movement over there?"

As she passed a room, Artoria suddenly felt an overwhelming sadness, along with a rustling sound.

Artoria wanted to get closer to take a look, and a hand was placed on her shoulder—it was Shirou Emiya.

"Don't go. This is a bit too early for you. Wait for me outside the city."

Calm and unquestionable—that's Shirou Emiya's current state.

Artoria wanted to say that she was the queen and could know everything, but she didn't say it under Shirou Emiya's watchful eyes.

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside the city."

The West, no, not just the West, but in any era.

Powerful people will inevitably have some 'hobbies' and 'pursuit of being different'.

But what does this have to do with me? You can't just tell me to ignore everything, can you?

Looking out the window at the horrific scene inside, Shirou Emiya thought to himself.

[Projection of Euthanasia Potion (Odorless, Colorless, and Smoke-Free Version)]

The creature inside no longer has the will to live, and this is the best way to release it.

Looking back, the figure hadn't gone far; I'll have to keep you waiting a little longer.

[Projection Smoke Mirror Detector (Evil-Specific Edition)]

[Projection: The Master's Magic Curse Doll]

Justice, you think it will never fall on you? Then let me give it a try.

Disguised as a righteous citizen, Shirou Emiya spread the word by name and went outside the city to meet Artoria, who wisely refrained from asking any further questions.

He was originally planning to walk back, since something had happened between him and Meryl before, but he didn't expect the magic circle to appear as soon as the two met.

"You're back? Is this ready to eat?"

As soon as the two landed, they saw Kai sitting obediently on the ground, without much emotional fluctuation. He pointed to the mound of earth in front of him and asked...

"Let me give it a try."

Emiya Shirou drew his long sword, pulled out a clump of earth, and cut it in two. The aroma of spices, natural plants, and the ingredients themselves burst forth, drawing everyone's attention.

After carefully examining the color of the meat and tasting it myself, I concluded: "It's ready, let's have lunch."

"Yay! +3"

Mary suddenly appeared and happily raised her hands to join the eating group.

As if nothing had happened, Merry remained cheerful and even discussed some strange potion recipes with Shirou Emiya.

During the meal, the group began to decide on their next destination. Artoria pointed directly to a city on the map, which was nearby and the same city they had just visited.

"March at full speed, aim to arrive by tomorrow morning!"

Artoria's gaze was firm and deep, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

"Are you so anxious?"

Kai was a little confused. Normally it would take three or four days, but since Wang had already spoken, they could just rush over and get it done.

Emiya Shirou understood somewhat; simply feeding him would both reduce his burden and replenish his necessary energy.

"Come on, Kai, eat more too. We'll be running dozens of kilometers in a bit."

He feeds Shirou Emiya like an elder.

[Buzz~] A slight vibration was felt in my breast; a message had been sent by that friend.

[Friend, what are you doing? I just finished babysitting my family's child. It's not a very interesting thing, but the child makes up for it, preventing the situation from being too boring.]

He got up and went to the side, looking at the words appearing in the letter.

Chatting about everyday things? Nothing different from usual.

Indeed, children can be quite annoying sometimes, but playing with them makes all the difference and adds a lot of fun.

"Lord Emiya Shirou, it's time to set off," Kai said after chatting for a while.

I won't say anything more for now; I have other things to do. We'll talk again when I have time.

After sending a message and putting away the envelope, Shirou Emiya joined the packing team to prepare for departure.

Morgan looked at the words on the envelope with a puzzled expression, unsure of where it was. Wasn't this usually lunchtime? Was something wrong today?

Or did you discover something? Is that why you're deliberately not replying to messages?

Morgan was puzzled, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing before she returned to normal.

"Forget it, these things are a gradual process, it's not good to be too hasty."

Morgan said this, but he kept the envelope with him and didn't leave it lying around.

This is a crucial component that will make that fake king pay the price in the future, so it can't be left lying around, Morgan consoled himself with this thought.

Volume 1: Chapter 24. The Suddenly Appearing Enemy (4k)

"What! You said you saw the people in the portrait approaching rapidly?!"

Inside the castle, the nobleman was visibly flustered when he heard the steward's words. He confirmed again, "I'm not mistaken. This is no joke. I'll be very unhappy if I'm wrong!"

"There's no mistake. The distress message came from our outermost thief's post, and the people shown in the projection magic are the same people from the portrait."

After reviewing the intelligence, the nobleman was clearly flustered. This wasn't right. According to the normal plan, there were still three days left. How could the speed have increased so much all of a sudden?

The problems outside the city haven't been fully resolved yet; there are still many areas that haven't been dealt with. Coming here now makes it easy to discover issues.

If his territory is worse than before, losing face could be a huge loss!

"No! We have to find a way to buy time!"

The nobleman gritted his teeth, grabbed a small box from the side, opened it, searched around for a while, and finally took out a piece of paper, which he handed to the butler in front of him.

"Take this and go find the Saxons in the surrounding mountains. Tell them to stop those guys. Go to the warehouse and get the magic item to speed things up. Make sure to deliver it as soon as possible!"