Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

In this installment of 'King Arthur,' I still feel dissatisfied, but there's a bit more approval now.

Artoria remained silent, gripping the Holy Lance tightly, ready to retaliate at any moment, while wondering why she had changed her usual behavior.

"It really breaks my heart to see the environment so damaged."

Completely ignoring the other party's vigilance, Vortigern looked up at the muttering voices around him and roared, "Red Boy! How about we come over here!"

Emiya Shirou, who was behind him, paused for a moment upon hearing the roar, frowned, put down his hat, and walked over.

Galahad wanted to follow, but Shirou Emiya stopped him: "Wait for my signal, don't be impulsive."

Galahad stopped and watched as the Imperial Guard headed away.

Crossing the forest and the devastated land, at the edge of the crater, one sees Artoria holding the Holy Lance and a gigantic white dragon, bleeding profusely, that exists only in mythology.

The moment Shirou Emiya peeked out, the white dragon's golden eyes looked at him, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Come down, kid. The war is over. I lost."

?

Shirou Emiya jumped down with a puzzled look in his eyes, but he landed behind Artoria first and asked why.

"I don't know, I just pulled out the Holy Lance and hit it once and this happened. Should I hit it a few more times?"

"Forget it, I don't think he's in a fighting spirit. I'll talk to him first and see how it goes. Be ready at any time."

Emiya Shirou strode towards Vortigern, stopped after observing a suitable distance, and Artoria followed closely behind.

“Always be on guard, very good, that’s how it should be.” Vortigern nodded approvingly, then rolled his eyes at Artoria: “What if I had run away if you hadn’t pressed your advantage? You silly boy.”

"···"

The two received completely opposite responses.

"Red Boy, to be honest, the reason I acted so impulsively this time is because of you."

"To be honest, I really didn't expect that you would be the most respected guy on the British Isles, even surpassing the guy next to you and that bastard Merlin."

"They were complete strangers, but it was a surprise."

Vortigern stepped closer, and Artoria focused her attention, but the dragon only came to Shirou Emiya's side, its pupils meeting his gaze.

"The king you're serving is a fool, the white-haired bastard you know is a fool, Britain will be destroyed by them, and even you will be..."

"The destruction of Britain is inevitable. I know it, she knows it, and you should know it too."

"We'll meet again, I have a feeling, even if it won't be me then..."

As the white dragon spoke, its body began to gradually dissipate.

Self-dissolution

"Unfortunately, I am not the protagonist of this era, and even if I launch a resistance, I will still fail."

"But I hope you can withstand this era."

The enormous dragon body dissipated, and the most powerful enemy since the start of the campaign was defeated, though the ending was somewhat strange.

"Is this, the end?"

Artoria, holding the Holy Lance, was somewhat bewildered. What was going on? She had just summoned Lord Emiya and given him a lecture, and that was it?

What the hell? Aren't I the victor? Why aren't you telling me?

Artoria was puzzled. Shirou Emiya patted her on the shoulder and said, "Yeah, it's over. Let's go back and tell them the good news, and get some rest while we're at it."

He kept Bai Long's words in mind, but didn't take them too seriously.

Listening is fine, and memorizing is also fine, but it's not appropriate to completely memorize it and dwell on it too much.

"Vortigern is dead! King Arthur will prevail!!"

Emiya Shirou emerged from the crater and raised his hand in a shout that echoed throughout the forest.

"Wang has won!!!"

"Wang has won!!!"

The soldiers began to cheer, cheering for the invincible king they followed.

Galahad and Merlin breathed a sigh of relief. Was it finally over?

Meanwhile, on the other side, in the room of Shirou Emiya's former residence, the broken sword in the stone was placed on the bedside table.

Blue magic suddenly surged from the ground; this was the power of Britain that Vortigern had fused with but not consumed.

According to the original historical situation, it should have been consumed by Vortigern, but Vortigern did not launch a final counterattack or struggle, which resulted in a surplus.

It had nowhere to go and could only wander aimlessly until it found a place to go.

The broken sword in the stone, inheriting the hopes of the people, is a treasure recognized by history.

[Worth fixing]

Under the blue magic, the broken sword in the stone gradually healed and finally disappeared.

"It's actually fixed? That's unexpected."

A magic circle appeared, and a cloaked figure suddenly appeared in the room—it was Morgan, who had been evacuating.

"I originally just wanted to come and take a look around, but I didn't expect to find something unexpected. It's not bad."

Morgan looked around and began picking up things that were useless and could be easily discarded.

For example, he would take leftover fruit and food, teacups, toiletries, and finally, with the sword in the stone and his staff in hand, Morgan would leave.

As for why Morgan was able to get here, it was because of the location information given to him by Shirou Emiya during their previous conversation.

It couldn't be that she specifically asked someone to confirm the location, haha, how could she be so deliberate...

Volume 1: 49. Camelot's Sole Partner: Morgan (4k)

Vortigern's passing didn't change life much, because people were still busy, or even busier.

The remaining Saxon people were leaderless, and they surrendered en masse. Artoria's pace of conquest quickened once again.

Of course, there was resistance, but it was all in vain before King Arthur, who possessed the Holy Sword and the Holy Lance.

At the same time, Shirou Emiya began to arrange for the knights to move around on a large scale. As the number of cities increased, the previous practice of having his own people manage a city eventually became difficult, and this was the only way to move and operate the city.

However, this method is ultimately unsustainable.

So, after a busy day, Shirou Emiya said those words in the evening.

"Shouldn't we consider establishing a main city?"

This statement stunned Artoria, who seemed surprised that it came from someone else.

"It's definitely time to establish it; the timing is about right."

Mary, who had been absent, suddenly appeared and agreed with the idea.

“Vortigern has been dealt with, Lia, you really should consider it.”

The original plan was to build it in ten years, but now it's been reduced to eight years. But that doesn't seem like a bad thing, since no one warned us.

Meryl still had a smile on her face. She wanted to see if the project could be completed and whether the name would still be the one she had chosen.

Artoria tightened her grip on the Holy Lance: "I do have this idea, what do you think, Lord Emiya?"

"Yes, we need it. We really need it," Shirou Emiya said without hesitation.

“We now have too many territories that are too scattered, and we need a major city to serve as a central hub for regulation.”

He rubbed his temples and pushed out a report.

The report details the recent movements of the Knights of Favonius, with Agravain and Galahad being particularly active, visiting a different city almost every three days.

“We need to combine some towns for better management, but there’s no need to rush. Just pick a location and hand it over to me. You can continue with your own business.”

To establish a nation—no, to establish a nation where Artoria is the queen.

The territory is gradually expanding, which is a necessary thing to do, and now is the time.

"I understand. Let's set it up then. As for the location, I'd like to choose this one."

Artoria pointed to the map on the table, the Kingdom of Wales, and wrote a few words next to it.

Camelot

"The moment I grasped the Holy Lance, I knew the answer in my heart. The Holy Lance told me that I should build here, and the name had already been decided."

The Holy Lance does not lie; it is sacred.

Therefore, this is an apocalypse.

Artoria firmly believed this.

"Okay, but what about job preparation? There will definitely be positions when the country is established."

With the government taking over, things will definitely be different from before. Previously, Shirou Emiya always referred to himself as the head of logistics, but he can no longer do that.

“I have an idea, or perhaps the Holy Lance told me about it: could the twelve bonds symbolize twelve seats, twelve knights?”

"Moreover, I want to establish a system of equality among people, and I don't want to continue the previous management methods."

A ridiculous ideal, unrealistic.

That's what Mary was thinking.

"It's a great ideal and plan, but its implementation requires planning and time. Let's discuss it before we do."

Shirou Emiya did not deny that the world has never lacked idealists, and he was one of them.

"Let's start by talking about the centralization of power..."

That night, the three of them did not rest until the next day and the third day before they each left to rest.

During those days, Merry and Artoria heard many management methods that had never existed or appeared in this era and this world, which were fascinating to them.

On the fourth day, Artoria [King Arthur] defeated the White Dragon King, and news spread that Camelot was to be built.

With the greatest obstacle and enemy gone, the future of Britain's reunification is just around the corner.

After the news was released, Artoria continued to expand her territory, while Shirou Emiya mobilized more people to the Kingdom of Wales to begin building Camelot Castle.

"Has Old York arrived? Did he bring everyone?"

Some time later, his first subordinate, Old York, arrived with his men, followed by a large contingent.

Among them were British and Saxons.

Some of these Saxons were from the group that hadn't been problematic during the previous leader's campaign, while others were recruited recently. All of them passed the detector test.

"Lord Emiya, this time we have brought a total of one thousand people. This is the list of personnel and the supplies we have brought."

Emiya Shirou took the notebook and looked at it. He then raised his hand and waved to the front of the line behind him. A moment later, a Saxon man stepped forward.

He is the number one leader.

Old York remained composed upon hearing the arrival of the other party and instead spoke:

"By the way, Lord Lancelot sent someone to say that he asked if we needed to bring people to do the work, saying that those people are very useful."

Emiya Shirou casually waved his hand: "Forget it, he built this city with blood, which doesn't align with my opinion."

"Camelot is the future capital of Britain. As the absolute core, no blood should be spilled on a single brick."

The king is merciful.

His gaze shifted and landed on the number one leader: "I know what you've been through lately, but I can't say anything, after all, you've done too many wrong things before."

“It is normal for you to be implicated when your compatriots do things. My position does not allow me to take too many actions. At most, I can let you work under me and try to integrate you into the British community.”

“I have never shortchanged you on food, I have never made you uncomfortable with shelter, and I have never stood by and watched you with indifference. I have given you opportunities.”

"The results are good now, and you have demonstrated your determination to live in peace over the years. Now I am giving you a second chance."

"I'm letting you join the construction of Camelot City, and I'm letting you continue working under me. Don't let me down."

Emiya Shirou didn't look up, he simply spoke, and the number one leader trembled slightly, then suddenly knelt down with a thud.

"I will certainly not let you down! ...Chief...My lord!"

Over the years, the number one leader has felt the other party's benevolence, and the other party has not lied and has been fulfilling all the promises made at the time.

Why did the Saxons come here? It's because they couldn't get enough to eat back home. If they could eat their fill, who would want to cause trouble everywhere?