Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

This is the end?

Shouldn't we even try to salvage the situation?

Morgan looked at the message that had been delivered, and the silly smile on his face instantly froze, his wriggling body coming to a stop.

Emiya Shirou: [When can the intelligence be sent? And when will the food supplies be received?]

Morgan: [Take your intelligence and supplies with you!]

?

Now Shirou Emiya is confused. No, we were chatting just a moment ago, why did he suddenly say that?

Angry?

But I didn't do anything, so why should I be angry?

Emiya Shirou was completely baffled, but he eventually received information about the location of the Saxon grain supplies, as well as how to receive the grain, its price, and how to pay.

Although Morgan was angry, he still did what he promised.

However, he didn't send anything else after that. He didn't even reply to Shirou Emiya's thank-you messages, which left him feeling quite helpless. He could only keep this in mind and repay the favor when he had the chance later.

Having secured the location, Shirou Emiya thought to himself that the other party was indeed extraordinary. But then again, how could someone be simple, given that Gawain personally brought the envelope?

Especially when trying to subtly probe Gao Wen, he would always look troubled, that expression of not knowing how to say it, wanting to share with his good brother but not knowing how to put it, was really interesting.

"I'll go ask Gao Wen again when I have time, or maybe I can thank him properly when I have the chance. It's not good to just take advantage of others."

"But now that we have the intelligence, it's time to take action."

Back in the room, mark the location on the map, plan the middle route, send someone to tidy up the storeroom, and after making preparations, leave a letter on the table before leaving.

He had to carry out the mission personally the first few times, but once he was sure the intelligence was accurate, the task could be handed over to someone else.

Following the path on the map, Shirou Emiya quickly found a town more than ten kilometers away, where Saxon figures were constantly walking by.

"When did a new tribe arrive here? Wait, their equipment is too good, and those sentries are professional too. Are they the vanguard?"

As soon as this idea came to mind, Shirou Emiya became serious. Since it was the vanguard, it was most likely a regular army, and regular soldiers should be different from ordinary soldiers.

That was Shirou Emiya's thought, and he deliberately waited until night to sneak in. He started with [Projection: Magic Element Charm], gliding along the ground like a snake without leaving a trace.

"The location of the grain storage on the map is here, and the quantity and storage type are clearly marked. Such detailed information!"

They glided into the warehouse, where the quantity and storage method matched the intelligence perfectly, confirming that the intelligence was accurate.

"So, the next step is how to bring them out." Shirou Emiya raised his hand after thinking for a few seconds.

[Projection-powered all-terrain freight train]

A two-meter-high, three-meter-long carriage and a magical locomotive, with tracked tires to ensure all-terrain capability.

After completing one section, Emiya Shirou raised his hand again.

[Projection-based Fully Automated Magic Handling Arm]

It's clearly a high-tech unloading arm; the front isn't a hand but a bucket, and it starts working automatically once the projection is complete.

The warehouse was quite large. Shirou Emiya had already checked the surroundings before entering. The location was also very secluded, the kind of place that ordinary people couldn't easily find.

Normally there should be guards around, but the Saxons were perhaps a bit more relaxed, so there weren't any.

While loading the train, Shirou Emiya carefully cut the wall to make it easier to project more carriages and tracks.

"Phew, now we just have to wait and see. By the way, that friend's information was really accurate."

After finishing everything, Shirou Emiya wiped the sweat from his forehead. Doing all this silently was quite troublesome.

"We seem to have some time. How about we go explore other places?"

Without hesitation, he slid along the amulet, ignoring everyone else, skimming along the ground, along the walls of houses, and even along the surface of water!

Its main characteristic is its flexibility and darting around, attempting to gather intelligence or something.

But for some reason, even after all the carriages were loaded, he still hadn't obtained any useful information and could only drive the little train away dejectedly.

"Minister Wei, where have you been? And what is this?"

Before reaching the target warehouse, Shirou Emiya was stopped by Artoria. In the night, her golden hair shone with a golden light under the moonlight, and he wondered if it was just his imagination, but he thought he saw a hint of resentment in her eyes.

"Oh, this is a cargo vehicle. It's a projection magic trick I used. Don't think about giving it to anyone else, but you can try to replicate the principle if you have the chance."

"As for where I'm going, didn't I leave a note? Didn't you see it?"

"I saw it, but you can't eat it even if it's sealed."

Artoria hopped onto the little train and sat down next to Shirou Emiya. Her tone was full of resentment, and her gaze was fixed on Shirou Emiya, which was somewhat frightening in the darkness.

God knows how desperate she was that afternoon. She had returned happily after training the knights and wanted to find Wei Gongqing to spend time with her and have a chat.

She couldn't find it anywhere, and none of the other knights had seen it either. She was very worried. If she hadn't found the envelope on the table at the end, she would have thought something had happened!

Most importantly, Artoria didn't eat tonight; during the time Lord Emiya was around, she didn't arrange for anyone else to cook.

This resulted in Shirou Emiya leaving her without food.

This is serious!

"Haha, sorry, sorry. I was doing some experiments today and forgot. I'll give you extra help later."

"That's not bad. By the way, where did this grain come from? Did you buy it?"

"No, it was borrowed from the Saxons."

"Borrow? Do I have to pay it back?"

"I don't think so, since they didn't say they wanted to pay it back."

"That's good~ It's great that you don't have to pay it back~"

The Saxons who saw the grain warehouse the next day exclaimed: How could you be so selfish!

The little train drove all the way to the prepared warehouse, where the automatic loading and unloading started. Shirou Emiya took Artoria to the private kitchen, where he was about to start feeding her.

"It's getting late, let's just have a simple meal, I won't make anything too fancy."

Looking at the eight dishes, one soup, and one rice on the table in front of her, Artoria nodded vigorously, then, as if remembering something, gracefully sat down and began to eat in small bites.

Merlin once said that dining is more charming when done elegantly.

Hmph, Wei Gongqing, just you wait. Enjoy the beautiful scenery while I gradually captivate you!

"You don't have much of an appetite today?"

Emiya Shirou's words caused Artoria to fall visibly silent. She glanced up at Emiya Shirou, then lowered her head and began to eat heartily, her face showing a hint of anger.

Damn Merlin, the intelligence was false! There's no appreciation in that little stutterer, only questions!

While mentally complaining, Artoria looked up and saw Lord Emiya nodding in satisfaction, becoming even more certain that her stutter was unnecessary.

In fact, Merry was right. A girl's slight stutter can be quite elegant, but Artoria is different now. In Shirou Emiya's heart, she is a "boy".

Another point is that, for a chef, if a customer who was previously eating heartily suddenly starts eating in small bites, there's only one possibility: the food isn't good this time.

Under the starry night sky, the red-haired boy watched the blonde girl eat heartily. In the distance, the sound of machinery grinding grain occasionally rose from the warehouse. It was very faint, but it blended with the chirping of insects around them, creating a unique melody.

The blonde girl occasionally glanced at the red-haired boy, and under the starry sky, her stomach and heart gradually filled with joy.

Volume 1: Chapter 40. Artoria Pretending to Sleep (4k)

Since their complete break with Shirou Emiya, the nobles have been waiting, waiting for a major food crisis, waiting for that devil to come and beg for mercy.

However, a month later, they discovered something was wrong. Cheap grain was being sold in the market, grain shops had appeared directly in Artoria's territory, and in other territories, Sir Hector was personally leading the sales team.

Furthermore, the team never seemed to run out of food, and they continued training and doing whatever they were supposed to do.

However, the nobles were not too nervous, after all, there was still plenty of time, and they did not believe that they could maintain this indefinitely!

Another month has passed...nothing has changed.

The third month passed, and the fourth month arrived. The front lines were fully prepared for war, with more than a dozen knightly orders stationed around the king's residence. The atmosphere had become terrifyingly tense.

But there were still no reports of food shortages, and the grain stores even lowered their prices.

Some nobles were starting to get impatient.

In a castle, the nobles who had met with Shirou Emiya were gathered here, but they were just there to make up the numbers, because four nobles were already seated in the main seats.

The first nobleman, resting his chin on his hand, said, "Let's back down. Before this matter is over, if we back down, we can minimize our losses."

The second nobleman shook his head: "Impossible, there's no turning back, there's no way back!"

The third nobleman rubbed his temples: "...This grain is mainly sold by that fellow Hector. Can we bribe him? We'd even be willing to sell some to us."

"Impossible. I've mentioned it before, and he almost hit me. Anyway, I'm not going."

"I went there before, and Hector's response was, 'You tricked me with your past favors, and what you've done this time has gone too far. I'm being lenient by not hitting you. Take responsibility for your own actions!'"

The first and second noblemen shook their heads at the same time; could they have imagined such a thing?

Three of the four nobles spoke up in succession, their opinions differing, while only the fourth noble remained calm.

"No rush, let's see how this war goes first. As far as I know, the White Dragon King's strength has reached a terrifying level."

The fourth nobleman spoke up, but the topic wasn't food; it was the White Dragon King.

The first nobleman chimed in, "Indeed, let's wait and see the results."

"That's right. Anyway, it's not scary if something goes wrong. They can't just kill us because of food."

The second nobleman remained relaxed.

The third nobleman joked, "That guy really does that; he's never been ruthless before."

"No, that king wouldn't let him use such force, he wouldn't."

The fourth nobleman made a solemn vow.

No, he had already communicated with Merlin, the Flower Magician, beforehand. The king's duty and belief is to protect his subjects, and they are also his subjects!

As time passed, the nobles' choices remained unchanged, and Sir Hector's grain continued to dominate the market.

Another month has passed, and the main operations are still underway at the front lines.

“We have received intelligence that the White Dragon King Voodoo has already led his army to this location.”

Artoria sat in the main seat, while Lancelot, Gawain, Tristan, and other knight commanders took their seats below her. Shirou Emiya stood and marked a position on the sand table.

It's very close, just twenty kilometers away from the city, practically face to face.

"So, does that mean the final battle is about to begin?"

Lancelot sneered and gripped the hilt of his sword: "After all this time, has this moment finally arrived?"

Heaven has mercy! He hadn't been back to farm for five months, which completely ruined his habits from the past few years. He had regained his fighting spirit, but still couldn't resist the urge to farm, so he teamed up with Shirou Emiya to grow a vegetable garden.

"It may not be a decisive battle, it could be a skirmish, but it would be best if it became a decisive battle, and it would be best if it could be resolved in one go."

As Shirou Emiya spoke, he drew an area on the sand table. "This area is most likely the battlefield. As planned, half of you will go there openly, while the other half will lie in ambush at the designated location, waiting for the signal to launch the attack."

He then drew a circle in the area, saying, "This is most likely where kings are fighting. I will accompany the king and send signals based on the battlefield situation. Please pay close attention."

"This time, we have two objectives. Ideally, we should eliminate Vortigern and his men together. If that's not possible, at least one of them should be spared!"

As Shirou Emiya finished speaking, he stood quietly behind Artoria.

Next, it was Wang's turn to speak.

Artoria stood up, her stylish cloak partially concealing her petite frame. Her meticulously braided long hair did not hinder her combat prowess, and her sharp eyes revealed an undeniable aura. Even though she was only about 1.5 meters tall, she was impossible to ignore.

"Bang!" Artoria slammed her hands on the table, glanced around, and then spoke.

"Gentlemen, this is our first major war together. I only have one thing to say: let us bring victory to Britain!"

With a whoosh, the sword was pulled out of the stone and raised high into the sky!

"No! No! No!"

Everyone drew their swords and raised them together toward the sky.

Their determination doesn't need to be spoken; they will prove it with their actions!

Late at night, on the foremost city wall, Shirou Emiya and Artoria gazed into the distance, where a light source appeared.

Small, but many.