Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

Artoria nodded slightly, responding gently and calmly: "Lord Galahad, Lord Tristan."

Emiya Shirou was the last to stand up, raising his arm to his chest: "Your Majesty, the results of this victory are being tallied. The logistics, medical care, banquet, and rewards will take some time to finalize the list."

"Understood, thank you for your trouble, Emiya Shirou-kei."

"But I came here not because of that, but because of Knight Palamedes. Although Knight Palamedes achieved a great victory in this war, disobeying military orders is a serious taboo and must be dealt with seriously!"

Artoria's delicate face was serious, but her eyes kept drifting towards Shirou Emiya, signaling for his help.

There's no way around it. Victory is a good thing, but you can't ignore military orders during wartime. If you had just moved to another place with the original plan, like this time when Chief Tristan was facing pressure from two sides, who could withstand that every now and then?

Upon hearing this, Palamedes immediately knelt down on one knee, awaiting punishment.

He knew what he had done and how dangerous his actions were, but he just couldn't help it. He couldn't resist taking advantage of such a good opportunity!

However, one thing is one thing, and he is prepared to face the punishment.

“Your Majesty, Knight Palamedes may have made a mistake, but haven’t we also failed to think things through?”

Shirou Emiya, the kind-hearted knight, stepped forward and spoke.

Artoria gestured with her eyes to continue.

“It is certainly problematic, and a big problem, for Lord Palamedes to do this on the battlefield, even if it brings victory. I recommend punishment.”

"But on this basis, we also need to think about why we can't change to a closer cooperation approach. Do we have to attack on the same battlefield?"

"Knight Palamedes' individual combat prowess is beyond doubt. He has always been a leader in flexible attacks. So, could we assign him a special combat role that focuses on free attacks, allowing the general of that unit to play freely in the war?"

Artoria, who already knew the outcome, nodded slightly: "Indeed, this was also my mistake. I'll leave the detailed regulations to Lord Emiya Shirou. Remember to arrange the punishment properly this time."

After speaking, she turned around and looked at the knight kneeling on one knee, her words filled with authority.

"Lord Palamedes, you must not disappoint me."

Artoria left; she still needed to check on and comfort the injured knight.

Once the king was completely out of sight, Galahad walked up to Palamedes, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "The king is gone, get up now."

"Phew! Finally gone!" Palamedes plopped down on the ground. He was terrified, after all, the king had blocked the door and brought him here without saying a word.

"Relaxed? Then let's talk about the punishment."

Emiya Shirou returned to his seat and interrupted the relaxed knight with his words.

"Hehe, I suggest he go farm for half a year, it just so happens that I'm short-handed."

Galahad offered suggestions from the sidelines, only to be mercilessly ridiculed by Tristan.

"I think the problem is a lack of nuclear-powered oxen and horses, as well as manpower. If you ask me, we should let Lord Palamedes handle those noble matters. I happen to have quite a few suitable candidates here."

As Tristan spoke, he began to smile and pull something out of his pocket, which startled Palamedes so much that he quickly got up and ran to a safe place, which was next to Shirou Emiya.

"You two are both incapable of coming up with anything good! Lord Emiya Shirou is still the best!"

"Oh? Am I really that good?"

"Of course! Lord Emiya Shirou is the best!"

Palamedes knew who was in charge of setting the punishments; the other two were just for fun.

"Don't worry, everything has been arranged. Once your punishment is over, you can prepare to lead the Knights."

Emiya Shirou pushed a notebook towards him, which Palamedes took with a smile: "No problem! By the way, why write down punishments in a notebook? Hmm? Isn't this a book?"

"Oh, this is the original. The punishment is to copy it one hundred times."

! ! ! !

Paramedes: "A hundred times?!"

Emiya Shirou: "Yes, that's right. You can only take the Knights after you've copied it all, and I'll be checking it. You can only copy it by hand."

Interrupting the other party's plans to have someone use magic to ambush them or to have someone copy their ideas, Shirou Emiya got up and left.

The first stop after they left was the Tristan Knights' rest area. They easily found the supply storage location and, under the astonished gazes of several knights, directed their men to haul the supplies away.

Next, you find Artoria comforting you at the logistics medical station, walk up to her and start the follow mode.

After passing through many places, including the medical station, the banquet preparation area, and the supply warehouse, Artoria finally headed to her resting place.

"Lord Wei Gong, what are our next plans? Have we received any new intelligence recently?"

The other person's rest isn't just for resting; it can also be used for work. This perfectly describes Artoria.

"The main focus going forward will still be on defense. Too many territories have recently returned, and there are too few knights who can stand alone. Even Kai has been sent out to manage cities on his own. The focus for now should still be on war."

"There is some new intelligence: Merlin has confirmed that we have recently encountered the vanguard of Vortigern the White Dragon. We may encounter them again at an uncertain time, and the first King-to-King War is likely to begin."

Emiya Shirou handed over the information and pointed out the location of Vortigern on the sand table in the middle of the room, which was not far from them.

If you travel alone, it will take a maximum of one month to reach your destination. If the enemy is leading troops, it will take at least three months and a minimum of one year.

"Are we finally going to make contact? I've been waiting for this day for so long."

Artoria gripped the intelligence report tightly with her fingers; she had been waiting for this day for a very, very long time.

“Don’t underestimate the enemy. We must be fully prepared this time. I suggest sending Lancelot and Gawain from the rear to build a defensive line with all our strength.”

"Yes, I trust Minister Wei to handle this matter entirely."

"Okay, then I'll take my leave."

Artoria watched Shirou Emiya's departing figure, propped her chin up with her hand on her chair, and looked thoughtful.

Can we defeat them this time? Just how strong is Vortigern? If we can resolve this, is it possible to do something, like confessing to Lord Emiya?

Volume 1: Chapter 38. Mordred's Timeless Cry (4k)

Recently, Ms. Morgan has been feeling somewhat confused and annoyed, her frustration tinged with a hint of anger.

Not long before, his third 'son' also rebelled, and without hesitation.

Having already provided that blonde girl with three exceptionally talented individuals, Morgan felt like a fool, a fool who was simply handing out treasures.

"That can't be right. Why did they rebel again? I haven't even assigned them any tasks yet. How could they have rebelled already?"

In his own magic workshop, Morgan looked at the information with a face full of doubt, his small head filled with big questions.

Suddenly, he remembered the reply in the envelope from two years ago.

"Could it really be because of the gender? Boys just like this kind of thing? Maybe we should try girls next? But I've already prepared all the materials..."

Morgan looked at the materials and genetic sources arranged in front of her. Originally, she had come according to the male standard, but the three consecutive rebellions had really hit her hard.

"Forget it, let's just treat it as an experiment. It's just changing the gender, it's a piece of cake."

Morgan began to work on changing the future, who was originally male, to female, but basically nothing else was changed except for the gender.

[Mom! Help me out!]

For some reason, Morgan seemed to hear some kind of shout, but when he looked up, he found nothing and continued working in confusion.

However, we should add some other elements, such as a little bit of a girl's inner self, in a subtle way.

Very quickly, very quickly. With the experience from the first three attempts, the fourth one was a quick success, and the baby appeared very soon.

Morgan felt a pang of regret that she had used up all the golden hair material. She had collected it specifically for this purpose, and the quantity was extremely limited.

"You're the person I'm closest to, what kind of result will you bring me? I'm really looking forward to it!"

Morgan's plan continues uninterrupted.

On the other side, Shirou Emiya also joined up with the others who had arrived from behind.

"Sir Lancelot, Sir Gawain, you've finally arrived! Come quickly!"

Two weeks after Shirou Emiya sent out the envelope, the two combat power ceilings were finally reached, and the rear was handed over to Ector for management.

"Lord Emiya Shirou, we rushed here as soon as we saw the envelope. We already know why. What should we do next?"

Gao Wen spoke first, appearing to be following instructions.

"I will follow your instructions. Minister Wei, just tell me how to fight!"

After changing into his long-unworn peak outfit, Lancelot expressed the same opinion.

Emiya Shirou nodded, took out a map from his body and spread it out. "Okay, then I'll get straight to the arrangements."

"This battle is not only a clash between kings, but also a friendly competition between subordinates. It is understood that Vortigern brought at least three thousand Saxon troops, which can be said to be his entire force."

"So our task is to prevent the Saxons from entering our rear territory, to eliminate the Saxons as much as possible, and to create a suitable opportunity for the king's battle."

Emiya Shirou drew a semicircle on the map: "My plan is a full-scale collision in a semicircular formation, a real battle. This time we will deploy as many as ten knightly orders, each led by one of the nine most powerful knights selected, with the King in a separate team."

This war can be described as having used all our resources, with nearly five hundred elite knights divided into ten teams.

The knights in each team are Lancelot, Gawain, Tristana, Parzival, Kay, Bedivere, Gahoris, Agraven, Paramedes, and Galahad.

Bedivere was specially recommended by Hector and was transferred from the rear to the front to manage the city. He was then selected to become the commander of the Knights.

In fact, Artoria could find people with similar strength, such as Hector and other nobles with whom she had good relations, but the city needed someone to watch over it, so these people were not touched.

"Is that so? Then we'll take the lead and leave the toughest parts to us."

After understanding the plan, Lancelot immediately put pressure on Gawain, who nodded in agreement, "I support it."

"That's what I was thinking all along. Only the two of you can hold the pressure points. And recently I've arranged some advance troops for you as appetizers. While you're clearing them out, you can challenge and adapt to the preparation state."

The arrival of two top-tier combatants creates pressure, which is why Shirou Emiya called them over.

The two knight commanders who were furthest apart finished communicating, and all ten teams that were going on this expedition finished communicating. Next was his own task.

Prepare food, prepare enough food.

Emiya Shirou's first reaction was to purchase from surrounding cities; what he had in his own warehouse was for emergency reserves and there was no need to touch it unless absolutely necessary.

Then he received news that the price of grain in the surrounding area had risen, and the rise was sudden and outrageous.

Suddenly, the price changed drastically, with one price in the morning and another in the evening.

How outrageous is it? Prices at night are at least five times higher than in the morning, and they're still rising.

"Huh? Who's driving up prices? What's the point of all this messing around now? Are they crazy?"

Just as Shirou Emiya was about to go to the city to check the situation, another piece of information arrived.

The protests have begun again, but this time it's the nobles demanding the return of the grain grown on their land, or rent.

"Huh? No, did we plant on their land? Didn't I plan everything outside the city?"

Emiya Shirou looked puzzled and began to suspect that someone else had planted it by accident.

"No, the others followed your plan exactly."

The information messenger, Merry, suddenly appeared and explained the reason to Shirou Emiya, which was roughly:

My castle territory (even if it's abandoned land) is my land. The food grown on my land is my food. What do you mean I didn't contribute any effort, money, or care about anything?

But this land is mine!

Knowing that the defender Shirou was even more silent, he said, "No, I remember that those lands were either bought out or were not part of the territory."

"Expanding around is equivalent to me. Even if I don't take action, I'm close by, and all I can do is buy things. Their reason is that the price is too low."

With a yelp, Melly jumped onto the table and sat down, resting her chin on her left hand and grinning mischievously: "They weren't satisfied, so they said you forced them to sign the contract. Because of your name, the other nobles thought it was real, and that's how it turned out."

"Hehe, what do you want to do about it?"

"What else can we do? Let's meet with them first, talk to them and see what happens."

Emiya Shirou was writing a letter with his head down when Merry leaned over curiously and said, "You're planning to go over there? That's quite unusual."

"Go there? Why would I go there? I'm writing to them to come here!"

"What if they don't come?"

"Not coming? That's perfect, I'll go find them one by one!"

Emiya Shirou smiled slightly. He had written this in the guise of the King's logistics chief. If they didn't try it out or come to see it, they'd have a lot of fun.

"Tsk, what a damn scheme! But what if they're just tough nut to crack?"

"So be it, we'll see what happens later. We'll deal with whatever comes our way."

Those nobles certainly wouldn't let it go easily, which is quite normal. Shirou Emiya didn't expect to just call them in for a meeting and that would be the end of it. This time, he mainly wanted to see their attitude and who they were.