Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

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Shirou Emiya stared at the Sword in the Stone, which snapped in two the moment Artoria touched it, a huge question mark appearing on his head.

"What... what happened? There were no problems during yesterday's battle...!"

Artoria's voice trembled as she held the broken sword of the Chosen King, revealing a rare vulnerability; she didn't know what to do.

The pitiful expression, like that of a small animal, touched Shirou Emiya's heart, and he couldn't help but place his hand on the other's head.

"A king is not chosen by a sword alone, but by the recognition of your actions and beliefs by the people."

"I think this is a good thing, so that no one will say that you were chosen to become king."

Emiya Shirou comforted her, and Artoria's panicked heart gradually calmed down.

Yes, I didn't become king because of this sword; I was born to be king.

"What about my weapons?"

A new problem has arisen: Artoria is currently unarmed. She needs weapons for fighting, and she can't just grab any random one.

[Projection: Sword in the Stone]

With a surge of magical energy, an identical sword in the stone appeared in Shirou Emiya's hand, leaving him stunned.

"Try this."

He reached out and took it, then weighed it in his hand.

"What a wonderful new feel! It's exactly the same!" Artoria said happily, her gaze falling on the hand that the other person had already taken, a fleeting look of disappointment in the depths of her pupils.

"Hmm? Wasn't it broken? Wow~ Is this projection magic? Impressive skill~"

The petals appeared out of nowhere, as did Meli. She paused for a moment when she first saw the sword in the stone in Artoria's hand, then nodded knowingly when she saw the broken sword beside her.

"Merlin? You've come at the right time. What's next?"

Mary gave a thumbs up: "Don't worry, I've already found out. There's a fairy in a lake in a forest, and she has a holy sword that can be used as a weapon."

"I'll come find you guys after you've sorted things out. Remember to ask for leave in advance!"

They came and went in a hurry. As the petals appeared, Merry prepared to retreat, and then a wail was heard.

"Hey! You don't want to follow me anymore, fine! Disciple, this is yours!"

The fragments of the sword in the stone, broken in two by the petals, were thrown out and landed in Shirou Emiya's arms.

Emiya Shirou tilted his head in confusion, not understanding what had happened, and looked at Artoria: "How about you, Ria? Although you can't fight, your collection might be quite good."

"But... never mind, Wei Gongqing, keep it. Remember to keep it safe."

Artoria initially wanted to keep it, after all, she had used it for so long, it would be impossible not to have feelings for it.

But then she suddenly thought that she didn't want to leave her keepsake with Wei Gongqing, and for him to carefully preserve the keepsake she had used for so many years... That was something she could do!

"Okay, then I'll keep it."

Seeing what the other party said, Shirou Emiya didn't think much of it and put it away. After all, it was a good item, and it was worth collecting.

This is a knife maker's preference.

"Let's set off then. Let's get rid of those guys as soon as possible, so we can go and come back with Merlin as soon as possible."

"Well, it's up to you."

The two walked together toward the king's office. As they approached the door, they saw a group of people lying on the ground, all of them genuinely elderly.

"Are you here to communicate? Now that we're here, please say what you have to say."

Without entering the room or even getting too close, Shirou Emiya projected a chair onto Artoria, took a step forward, and spoke.

Upon hearing the sound, they seemed to only then realize that the two had arrived. The oldest ones lying on the ground jumped up and charged towards Artoria.

"Boom!"

[Projection·Cage]

Several cages closed themselves off as they approached. Shirou Emiya glanced around and said coldly, "If this happens again, we will leave immediately. Don't blame me for not warning you."

"···"

Artoria remained silent, sitting there with an air of authority, coldly observing everything.

"Who are you! I am the King's maternal great-aunt! What are you, an outsider, to interfere in our affairs?!"

outsider?

Artoria's gaze gradually turned cold. Outsider... what an unpleasant title.

Volume 1: 44. Vivian is Miss Morgan's 'goodness' (4k)

Emiya Shirou ignored the old man's sarcasm and instead said directly:

"Stop with the nonsense. I'll get straight to the point: I'm going. The first thing is for all participants to hand over their land and 90% of their assets."

"Impossible! They can't agree to that, and neither can we!"

The person opposite him shook their head like a rattle-drum, and Shirou Emiya responded with a smile.

“Sure, let’s handle it the same way as before: confiscate the property of the participants, execute the ringleaders, and enslave the others for three generations.”

"How about it?"

The devil's smile, the devil's words—the old men stopped speaking, their voices now filled with anger and terror.

They looked at the great king, and at their juniors, who remained silent and did not intervene.

The guys in the cage slid to the ground, and Shirou Emiya crouched down to watch them, his gaze devoid of emotion.

Do you think we're here to discuss things with you?

"No, it's just that my patience has reached its limit. Do you really think I wouldn't dare to make a move? If I fight with all my might, do you think I could take you all away?"

They instinctively wanted to object, and even found it ridiculous. Their family had stood for hundreds of years; how could they possibly be defeated by a mere brat like you?

Just as he was about to laugh, he remembered something: no one knew the other person's background; the other person had no fear or awe of nobles; the other person dared to act casually; the other person had gained the king's trust; the other person was Merlin's apprentice; the other person was like another Merlin who did whatever he wanted.

"Who...are you...?"

Their trembling response revealed their inner feelings.

With formidable strength, unconditional support from the king, and being a counterfeit Merlin, it's normal for the other party to do whatever they want.

The old folks don't dare gamble; they come here to beg for mercy, to lessen their punishment, not to make enemies.

"Okay...we agree to your conditions. Who's on the list..."

“Very good, that works. You won’t see the list. I will communicate with the King and send knights to retrieve the punishment supplies. Remember to prepare the supply list.”

"As for the candidate, you'll find out in time."

Emiya Shirou stood up and approached Artoria, raising his right arm to his chest: "Your Majesty, the matter has been resolved. It seems you still have other matters to attend to. Let's go."

Artoria nodded coldly, then got up and left.

The two came quickly and left quickly, leaving only the old man and the old man trapped in the cage.

"Why agree so readily? Shouldn't we still have room to maneuver?"

Unlike their earlier agitation, these old guys instantly regained their composure, to the extreme.

“No, I saw it in that kid’s pupils just now. He really has the ability and the idea to deal with our family behind us.”

"That kid? How dare he?"

"The other party is a favorite of the king, and he really dared to do it... I saw it..."

"Forget it, since the major families haven't shown up, they can't trace it back to us anyway. Let's just leave it at that for now and make them behave themselves for a while."

"Alas, this is the only way. It's a pity about those lands; such good land has been lost."

"What's there to be afraid of? They'll come back sooner or later. This country can't do without us."

The old men left; their mission was complete, and the king's attention would no longer be on their families. They were going back.

As for the families that have to pay the price, they will remember it.

"Minister Wei was quite dashing just now. By the way, who are you planning to put in charge of this matter? Do you have any candidates in mind?"

On the way out, Artoria quietly observed the profile of the person next to her, and after a moment asked.

“Galahad.” Shirou Emiya said without the slightest hesitation, “Just let Lord Galahad take charge of this.”

"Secretary Galahad? He is indeed a very suitable candidate."

The gentle and holy Lord Galahad, who had little connection with the nobles, was indeed a good choice.

"Then I'll leave this matter to Lord Emiya. Just come to me if you need anything else," Artoria said, her gaze falling on the object that the person beside her had been holding.

"What is this? I saw you holding it in your hand just now."

Artoria curiously leaned closer to take a look.

"This?" Shirou Emiya reached out and pulled his hand back. "It's just some information, but it's not suitable for you to see it now. You'll see it later."

"Huh? Is that even a saying?" Artoria was very puzzled.

"This intelligence will be related to many issues such as logistics management. Your main task now is to reclaim lost territory and unify the country. Doing too much by yourself will cause problems."

Emiya Shirou declined the offer, but kept the information firmly in his grasp on the way.

At a crossroads, Shirou Emiya said he would go find Galahad first, while Artoria went to Merlin first to ask about the Holy Sword.

The two separated, and a moment later, the defender Miyajiro found Galahad staring blankly on a small hill.

"As expected, she still hasn't fully recovered."

Looking at the Minister Emiya sitting down beside him, Galahad readily admitted, "There are still some, and it will probably take some time to recover."

"is it?"

"I know a way, a way to mediate, which is to punish these people, and coincidentally..."

Emiya Shirou pulled out another notebook and handed it over: "The punishment has been decided. These are the names of people who want to pay the price. You can even add to the list yourself. The King has granted you that right."

"Well, Lord Galahad, are you interested in doing something to lift your spirits?"

The notebook was right in front of him, and Galahad smiled as he took it: "It's my pleasure."

"When will it take effect?"

"Let's start tomorrow. If you have any questions, remember to contact me. Don't be shy... By the way, I might have to leave for a few days, so please leave any questions for now."

"Going out again? To procure food? Aren't we not short of it now?"

"No, it's something else, I can't tell you, but it's very safe."

"That's good. You can contact me anytime if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask."

The two chatted casually for a while before Shirou Emiya left.

Galahad was left staring at the black-covered notebook. He opened it and found it filled with densely packed names, and on the very top of the first page, there was a line that read:

[If you feel there's anything wrong with it, or if you don't like what you see, just write your name in here. Don't show this notebook to anyone. As long as your name is here, you can deal with it anytime.]

[Imperial approval; execution first, report later]

Galahad was admiring the 'Book of Life and Death', and Shirou Emiya soon reunited with Artoria and Merry.

"It's just the three of us this time, so let's go and come back as soon as possible!"

As she spoke, Meryl raised her staff, and a magic circle and flower petals appeared simultaneously. She shouted, "Let's go! Vladakon!"

Emiya Shirou: Merry is saying strange things again.

Artoria: Merlin is saying strange things again.

This was the thought they shared before their vision was obscured by the flower petals.

"Hehe, we're here!"

The scene shifts back to the three of them, who find themselves in an unknown forest. The air is fresh and filled with the sounds of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers, indicating a vibrant atmosphere. In short, the magic here is abundant, and the trees are growing very well.

"Let's go! My friend is just ahead!"

It seemed that it was a rare opportunity to see a friend, or perhaps a rare chance to get out, that made Mary's mood unexpectedly high.