Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

However, Shirou Emiya still kept a close eye on Guy along the way, pondering Guy's carefree attitude towards same-sex relationships. Suddenly, a bad thought popped into his head, and Shirou Emiya slowed down to keep pace with Guy, not walking ahead of him alone.

"Da da da~"

The sound of horses' hooves passed by, and judging from the sound, there was only one person; it was a scout.

Emiya Shirou began to focus his attention on the initial location. With a distinct sound of a sword being drawn and the faint sound of something falling to the ground, the scout was dealt with, which also meant that time was running out.

Fortunately, he and Kai were not far apart and soon reached their positions to observe.

A man, bound and locked in a cage, chained and subjected to wanton mockery and beatings... a scene of utter chaos.

Emiya Shirou mentally maps out a map, memorizing the location and appearance of all the hostages, while simultaneously devising the most suitable battle strategy.

"Kai, I'll launch an attack to draw attention to the hostages while taking care of the guards around them as much as possible. Then I'll launch a bigger operation. Don't come near me. Just take advantage of the chaos and take the hostages away."

"Okay!" Kai replied briefly, but just as he was about to ask how to attract it, he suddenly felt a fluctuation of magical power.

[Enhancement Magic - Self]

A crimson liquid pattern began to spread from his heart, across his chest, arms, thighs, and cheeks. The undeniable aura vanished in the blink of an eye as Shirou Emiya casually rested his right hand on the hilt of his sword, and blue magical patterns appeared on the blade, making it even sharper.

"Phew~ Ready to go!"

With his gaze fixed on the center of the hostage group, he gripped his knife, took a step, and slowly walked out.

At the forefront of the Saxon contingent below, the leader frowned, a bad premonition creeping into his heart, after his trusted confidant had disappeared down the hillside and hadn't reappeared.

"Go and see what's going on..."

"Who!!! Someone's behind us!"

Just as the leader was about to send out a few dozen men to check the hillside, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the rear of the group. He instinctively turned his head and saw an unmissable red figure slowly emerging from the distant forest.

At the very back, Shirou Emiya subtly turned his head, and when he saw that everyone in front was looking in his direction, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

'Thump!!'

This wasn't the sound of a bell, but the sound of power erupting from beneath Shirou Emiya's feet. His red figure vanished into the dust until a terrible roar erupted from the ranks.

"He's here!!! He's here!!!"

It wasn't the fastest speed, but it was the most explosive. The movement speed of the sword swings wasn't fast, but with each swing, several people died, and the chains broke, revealing gaps in the cages.

"Don't wander off. A knight will take you away in a moment. Stay quiet and calm."

A reassuring voice appeared in the ears of each hostage, and the extreme sense of security caused their brains to shut down, resulting in a rare moment of silence.

"Damn it!! Get rid of that bastard!"

The number one leader roared, and the strong members of the Saxon tribe began to approach. Gradually, people appeared who could withstand one or two of Emiya Shirou's sword strikes and were capable of engaging in combat.

Faced with a situation that couldn't be resolved quickly, Shirou Emiya chose to avoid battle and, after dealing with all the hostages around him, headed straight for the place where food and treasure were stored.

"Stop him! He's going to destroy the food!"

The leader quickly realized the problem and issued an order, but what awaited him was not only the movement of his subordinates, but also the sound of horses' hooves and the surging magic behind him.

Just as chaos erupted in the rear, Artoria seized the opportunity to strike, riding the warhorse she had just captured and charging forward with the sword in the stone raised high.

"Damn it! There are still people here!"

The approaching figure from directly in front made the leader disregard the turmoil behind him. Decades of combat experience told him that letting his guard down at this moment could mean certain death!

When he saw Artoria launch her attack and the other person's gaze was no longer on what was behind him, Kai began to act.

With Shirou Emiya drawing attention from behind and Artoria drawing attention from the front, this was the perfect opportunity to take the hostages away.

After easily dispatching the Saxon soldiers he encountered, Kai seized a horse, mounted it, circled the hostages to attract everyone's attention, and raised his knight's sword, its blade pointing towards the path they had come from.

"Everyone! I am a knight of King Arthur of Britain! You are free! Run! Run!!!"

After saying this, Kai engaged in battle with the Saxons who had noticed them. The hostages, realizing what was happening, looked at each other in disbelief and then ran back the way they had come. Some even picked up weapons and rushed to Kai's side to help.

"Don't come here! My mission is to get you out of here! Go now!"

Seeing people approaching, Kai quickly stopped them, and after dealing with a few more, he hurriedly shouted.

Goodness, you'd better run fast, otherwise even one of you staying here will cause trouble.

Seeing Kai come down, Shirou Emiya suddenly increased the speed of his sword swings, and at the same time began to deliberately throw away the things he had picked up.

Keep in mind that Shirou Emiya is currently in enhanced form, and the things he throws are like cannonballs; very few people can withstand them.

However, the ranged attacks were mainly to help Kai out of trouble and to draw attention away from him.

Sure enough, with both melee and ranged attacks, Kai's men were dwindling in number, and he prepared to find an opportunity to leave with the people who had charged at him.

However, some of the hostages had gone berserk, hacking and slashing with bloodshot eyes. Kai had to dismount to stop them and shout at them before he could leave with his men.

Upon noticing this, Shirou Emiya did not pause his attack. He estimated the time in his mind and began to scan the surrounding horses.

At the forefront, in just a few dozen seconds, Artoria had already rushed to the front of the formation, and after taking down two of her charging henchmen with two consecutive sword strikes, she reacted.

Don't go too far!

"Saxons! Why have you come here!"

Seemingly having exhausted her charging power, Artoria gradually slowed down after injuring several people and began to deliberately stop and question them.

The leader did not approach rashly, but carefully examined the target before taking out a piece of paper with a portrait of the target.

"Golden-haired boy, you must be King Arthur!"

Volume 1: Chapter 32. A Single Barrage of Magical Cannon Fire (4k)

Huh? You know that's really rude!

Even Artoria almost fainted when she heard someone call her "Golden Boy".

Suppressing her murderous urge to unleash her ultimate attack, Artoria charged toward the First Leader with a forced smile, creating distance after several rounds of combat.

Why did you come here?!

The leader laughed heartily: "Hahaha! The reason is you, of course! Come back with me, and I can guarantee your safety on the way!"

After several encounters, he had already formed a guess in his mind.

The opponent is indeed quite strong, but that's all! Even if you manage to take down a few people with the boost from your charge, you don't have that boost anymore!

From our previous few exchanges, I could tell that he was at most on par with me, and definitely not overwhelming or invincible.

Seemingly having been hit where it hurt, Artoria's expression darkened, and she remained silent.

The leader thought he was telling the truth, but in reality, Artoria was watching the red figure fighting behind her.

A dazzling red light weaved through the crowd, constantly taking away other enemies; his silhouette was so dashing.

"Silent? Heh, silence can also take time."

The lack of response from the other party slightly annoyed the leader, but he didn't care too much; as long as he caught the other party, everything else was trivial.

With a wave of his hand, the other Saxons moved closer to prepare to surround him.

Artoria was watching Shirou Emiya, but Shirou was also paying attention to them. After confirming that Guy had moved a distance away, Shirou also prepared to leave the field.

He forcefully cleared a path and charged toward the warhorse he had seen long ago. With a graceful flip, he mounted the horse and drew his sword, charging toward the forest beside him.

Because of his display of strength, no one dared to stop him, and Shirou Emiya broke through the crowd.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the red figure disappear, their eyes revealing relief.

At the forefront, seeing Shirou Emiya leave Artoria and turn his horse around, she said, "You wait! I'll get someone to take care of you right now!"

Artoria cut down two soldiers blocking her way and quickly left. The leader panicked; the future was at stake, and she still wanted to run away?!

"Everyone, prepare for pursuit!"

"Wait, Chief! Something happened behind us too! And isn't it a bit too much to pursue them rashly under these circumstances..."

A trusted confidant and strategist stepped forward and stopped the anxious leader.

"…Find out what happened next immediately!"

The leader couldn't just push the other person away. With a dark expression, he watched the blond figure disappear down the hillside and ordered a swift investigation.

After a while.

"The leader has found out: dozens of brothers have died, and all the Britons we captured earlier have escaped."

"That's all? Where's the food?"

"There is no problem with the food supply; there have been some losses, but the problem is not serious."

"very good!"

The leader slapped his thigh and immediately ordered, "Leave some people to organize the food and escort the journey, the rest of you come with me to chase after that blond kid!"

"Well, Chief, there's no need to be in such a hurry." The strategist still felt a bit anxious and wanted to dissuade him.

But then, a flash of light appeared, and the strategist's head fell to the ground.

The leader, looking displeased, said, "I'm giving you face, and you still try to stop me? Who do you take me for? Someone you can just stop at will?"

The leader's idea was simple: he had researched the area and purchased intelligence on it, but none of the surrounding cities were willing to send troops to help. Those that were willing were busy with their own affairs and couldn't come.

And don't be fooled by the seemingly big problem behind him; in his eyes, it's just a few dozen weaklings who have died. As for the hostages, he wasn't the one who captured them in the first place, so they just ran away.

Running can reduce the burden, which is even better.

Right now, nothing is more important than catching that blond kid, especially given that we've determined his strength, know his location, and have a good chance of success.

That's a piece of fatty meat, a piece of fatty meat that can be eaten to level up! It would be strange if the number one leader wasn't in a hurry for such a readily available piece of fatty meat that is closely related to his future.

Raising his sword high, the leader shouted words that drove everyone mad: "The new king of Britain is ahead! Capture him and I will be the Left General! Capture that man and he will inherit my position!"

These words brought tears to everyone's eyes. The opportunity to lead a thousand people and transcend social classes was right before their eyes.

In an instant, everyone rushed out, leaving no one behind to handle or carry the food.

But now no one cares about these small issues anymore; they chase each other, and they wear each other down.

This is an equal pursuit; we'll end here anyway, and we can retrieve the grain then. The leader has tacitly agreed, and right now, nothing is more important than catching that blond kid.

In the forest, Artoria met up with Shirou Emiya, and Merry found a horse from somewhere and came over.

"Nobody's chasing Kai, so I'm here!"

Emiya Shirou, who was wiping a cigarette from his pocket, nodded: "That's good. Let's leave quickly and proceed according to plan."

Merlin's smoking body structure intrigued Merlin, and driven by curiosity, she reached out to touch it with her own body. Shirou Emiya dodged her, staring at her with sharp eyes.

What are you trying to do?! You're trying to touch me with your male body?!

You idiot white-haired idiot!! What do you think you're doing?!

Thanks to Artoria's critical hits and Kai's combo attacks, Shirou Emiya, while not wary of men in general, is definitely on his blacklist for this fun-loving white-haired guy.

"Hehe, I just want to touch it and see, after all, the idea of ​​a body smoking really intrigues me~"

"No way! This isn't the time for fooling around. We'll talk about it after this is over!"

Emiya Shirou, who had initially declined to go over, turned around and found Artoria leaning closer. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she asked softly, "Do you have enough mana? I want..."

"No need! My magic is under good control, don't worry!"

The problem was solved in seconds, and Artoria's face quickly fell.

Emiya Shirou looked up behind him: "They're here. We need to speed up."

Sure enough, what followed was a deafening roar and a cacophony of footsteps; the earth trembled and could be heard from a great distance.

"There it is! I see it!"

Some of the Saxons quickly climbed the trees, instantly spotted the three conspicuous figures in the distance, and reported down to those below.

Those of lower rank charged forward the fastest, while the core confidants escorted the number one leader in the middle, and the strongest core forces followed at the rear.

As it turns out, this leader was indeed quite capable; despite appearing disorganized and anxious, he was still well-prepared to face unexpected events.

However, the number one leader wasn't that afraid of encountering unexpected events, which could be seen from his relaxed expression. After all, there were over a thousand people; with such a large number, any scheme would be futile.

This confidence stemmed from his strength, as well as the constantly updated intelligence, which ensured he had no worries about not being able to find the other party.

"Hehe, this plan will definitely succeed. I'll be General Zuo then, that'll be very prestigious."

The number one leader started indulging again.