Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

Although it's somewhat outside the king's purview, it feels really good!

Artoria's eyes gradually became hazy, and her hand movements became gentler. She suddenly wanted to get closer and smell the scent of the Emiya Lord.

Emiya Shirou didn't react; after all, he didn't have eyes in the back of his head. As for having his head rubbed, that kind of thing happens between brothers too, just don't rub other places.

"What are you doing?"

A voice suddenly appeared; it was Merry, who was squatting not far away, observing them in Merlin's appearance, holding a melon in her hand.

"Ahem, I didn't do anything, I was just reading the report written by Minister Wei."

Artoria abruptly pulled away, lowering her head to hide the burning sensation on her face.

"Oh, I see~" Mary mumbled with a lisp, then continued.

"By the way, Lia isn't leaving tomorrow, right? King Lyon wants to have a talk with you."

“King Leon? The one who wants his daughter to marry Lia? What does that guy want with Lia?” Shirou Emiya said.

"Click~"

Mei Li took a bite of the melon.

"What else could it be? You backed down last time, didn't you? But you haven't been in contact with each other, and with the war going on in Leah, you're afraid you might want to just attack directly, so you contacted me again to see what would happen."

His gaze shifted to Artoria, who had returned to normal and was resting her chin on her hand: "So, do you agree to meet? If you agree, let's set a time, and I'll get back to you."

"It's better to avoid trouble. If we can maintain the integrity of the British territory without starting a war, that would be the best outcome."

Artoria looked at Shirou Emiya: "Let's meet. Just tell me the time, Lord Emiya."

Emiya Shirou nodded: "Okay, let's set the time for tomorrow afternoon at six o'clock. It'll be perfect for arranging a dinner party. We can't be impolite when they've shown goodwill, can we?"

Meryl: "OK, I'll go ahead and let them know."

They arrived and left quickly as usual, and at the same time, they completely eliminated Artoria's little ideas and began to seriously discuss the daily reception work.

Emiya Shirou: "This kind of reception definitely needs to be more formal."

Artoria (nods).

Shirou Emiya: "If you ask me, tomorrow Ria should dress in her full-power war form, and when she appears, she should pull out her Holy Lance and Holy Sword and unleash a beam attack, just like a welcome firework."

Artoria's expression froze, and she didn't react for a moment.

"? Aren't we the ones who provide reception services?"

"Reception is reception, and business is business. To put it another way, you are the king, and the other party is a vassal king whose territory has not yet been incorporated."

As Shirou Emiya spoke, he pulled out a document from beside the table. It was covered with dense writing, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be information about King Leon and his territory.

From the number of houses and people in a region to the location and number of troops, the amount of intelligence is outrageous.

"In other words, there is a possibility that the other party could become an enemy, and as long as this possibility exists, we need to be on guard."

Emiya Shirou couldn't be sure if the other party was really backing down, but he really didn't want to provoke too much for the time being, so he simply put him aside.

In his view, there were only two possible outcomes for the other party taking the initiative to speak: either they couldn't hold back and wanted to attack, or they were genuinely begging for mercy.

"Minister Wei is really reliable~"

After struggling for a while, Artoria could only manage to utter this one sentence. To be honest, she had long forgotten about King Lyon. He had neither provoked her nor contacted her, so forgetting him was perfectly normal.

Emiya Shirou, on the other hand, kept it in mind and constantly investigated information to prevent it from becoming an enemy, and the difference in their abilities was immediately apparent.

Indeed, I need to work even harder! I can't keep relying on Minister Wei!

"Alright! We'll do as Minister Wei decides tomorrow!"

"Okay, then it's decided on this. Get some rest."

Without much hesitation, the room returned to its previous quiet. The only two differences were that Shirou Emiya was more active, and Artoria would occasionally glance at the hand that had just patted her head, lost in thought.

The next day, since all the other knights were out on assignment, Shirou Emiya had to do everything himself, along with a magician who was just watching from the sidelines.

"I don't think this arrangement is very good. How about adding more flower petals?"

While eating melons on the side, a certain silver-haired man couldn't stay quiet and even started pointing and gesturing.

"It's not quite right. This is our first meeting, and the main purpose is to discuss and confirm some things. Too many flower petals make the atmosphere a bit weak."

After careful consideration, Shirou Emiya refused. Merry hid to the side without saying a word, her cheeks full of fruit.

It's stretched very round, very round.

"Isn't this location too rudimentary? Aren't there castles in the city?"

The location was chosen to be a converted temporary warehouse outside the city, which, to be honest, was far from rudimentary.

“It’s okay. If he’s feeling unwell, he can leave. Besides, we’re all here. It’s not like we’re the ones who are here, but somewhere else.”

"And there are many advantages to being here, look over there."

Emiya Shirou pointed to the side, where Camelot's fastest-built wall was located, and it was already quite spectacular even though it wasn't completely finished.

"Looking over there."

Pointing to the other side, there was a planting area where the irrigation canals had been fully opened, with lush green grain sprouts neatly arranged in the planned fields.

Looking around, as long as King Lyon isn't stupid and sees enough, he can avoid a lot of trouble.

If you can't understand it, there's a high probability that you won't reach an agreement. In this case, you don't need to worry about it no matter where you are receiving guests.

Overall, this was a test, a banquet that tested the other party's true mindset from the very beginning.

"Tsk, poor Leon, you've got him completely under your thumb from the start~"

Mary laughed and complained, but this was such an interesting thing that she didn't want to tell them, even if they knew each other.

"It's alright, after all, if you don't want to start a war, you have to show sincerity."

Emiya Shirou replied and continued working. Merry didn't leave; she just watched her cunning apprentice work from the side.

Slightly past noon, around 1 or 2 p.m., a well-equipped cavalry slowly appeared on the road outside Camelot.

In the middle of the crowd, a tall figure in imposing armor surveyed the road beneath his feet, and a majestic voice rang out: "The road is eight carriages wide, and the ground is very clean and solid. They really put a lot of effort into it."

This level of standard is not even found in his territory, which indirectly proves that it is needed here, or at the very least, it indicates strong economic strength.

As they continued forward, the neatly planned planting area and the construction of the Camelot city walls in the distance came into view. King Lyon's expression became even more solemn. This King Arthur was not to be underestimated!

These images are easily understood by those who are also managers. The perfect plan represents a reasonable vision for the future and a strong ability to implement it. The builders of the towering city wall in the distance are not sad, which also demonstrates their strength and the support of the people.

"Merlin said the location is just ahead, we'll be there soon."

After double-checking the location marked on the map, King Lyon looked up and saw a red figure appear in the distance, looking in their direction.

"Is that the rising star Merlin mentioned, the one other nobles call the 'demon'? Why didn't King Arthur personally greet him, but instead this guy appeared? What does that mean?"

King Lyon was somewhat worried, but he didn't ask any questions and could only continue forward.

The distance between the two people kept shrinking until they met face to face.

"Your Majesty King Lyon, welcome. The horses and other miscellaneous matters will be handled by someone. The banquet will be a while longer, so please take a seat and rest for a moment."

As Shirou Emiya spoke, some people came out of the room, took the horses to the stables to rest, and carried the supplies from the wagons to other places.

Lord Lyon glanced at the conspicuous Saxons among the workers and narrowed his eyes. Saxons? An unexpected minority, or have they already been subdued?

With a sense of doubt, King Lyon raised his hand to signal his men to follow, and the knights behind him escorted a silver-haired girl into the room.

Another silver-white hair? It seems like there are quite a few hair colors like this.

Emiya Shirou naturally noticed this scene and silently complained to himself.

"Lord Shirou Emiya, I know your name. May I ask where King Arthur is right now?"

King Lyon took the initiative to ask on the way, his eyes darting around. The first floor was for banquet purposes. Without stopping, was he going to the second floor?

"The king is not resting and is currently training his knights. He will appear when the time is right. Please understand that the wait may be a bit tedious."

"Since you have come from afar, you can rest here first."

As they spoke, the group arrived on the second floor, and Shirou Emiya pointed to several rooms and said...

"Okay, please lead the way."

Lord Leon remained as gentle and honest as ever, which gave Shirou Emiya a little more certainty.

"I wonder where Lord Emiya is. Who should I contact if something comes up?"

"Don't worry, I work around here. If you need anything, just find someone who sees you. Anyone can find me."

After Shirou Emiya finished speaking, he turned and left. Lord Leon led his men into the room, and the first thing he did upon entering was to wave his hand, and the knights began their inspection.

The magic was released to check for any spying magic. After everything was checked and confirmed to be fine, a sigh of relief was heard. Thankfully, nothing happened.

"Daughter, you should rest well for now and not move around here. I'll take some people to look around the surrounding rooms."

Leon left a few knights behind. His inspection was not over yet. There was more than one room he had pointed to, and there was more than one room around. He had to check it thoroughly.

Guinevere nodded politely and waited patiently for her father to finish his work.

A moment later, it turned out that King Lyon was overthinking things; there was nothing else to worry about nearby.

After arranging for the knights to enter the rooms on either side, King Lyon returned to the room where Guinevere was, sat down, and picked up some fruit from the table to eat.

"The checkup was fine. It seems they don't want any conflict. All they're doing is flexing their muscles, which is normal."

"Your daughter can try it; it tastes pretty good. Don't be too nervous."

Guinevere nodded silently, picked up the fruit and ate it in small bites. She knew that as a 'princess' of noble status, she was not here to be a vase or to eat, but to fulfill her father's previous wishes.

Let's see if there's an opportunity for a marriage alliance.

She did not refuse; it was her destiny, a destiny to sacrifice for her family.

While waiting... Shirou Emiya did not appear once during this process, nor did any other problems arise, until the sun began to set below the horizon and the sunset appeared.

King Lyon sensed an incredibly vast source of magic approaching him.

The room's window offered a direct view outside, directly in the direction of the magic source. King Leon came to investigate and saw a fully armed knight slowly approaching on horseback.

The opponent held a magnificent holy sword in his left hand and a long spear exuding a holy aura in his right.

"···"

Seemingly sensing the gaze, the other party looked up and met King Lyon's eyes, slowly raising his right-hand spear to a standing position.

hum~

The magic roared as it swirled, and the spear began to gather power, converging, converging, the magic power converged! And then... it fired!

A massive beam of light pierced the sky, adding a ray of light to the sunset-lit sky—a ray of light comparable to the sun itself.

"That is our king. This is a welcoming ceremony. Are you moved?"

Emiya Shirou appeared beside him at some unknown time and said.

King Lyon's jaw remained agape for a long time: "I dare not move... no, I'm so moved, so incredibly moved!"

My goodness, what the hell is this thing?

Volume 1: 54. The King's Proclamation Speech (5k)

That day, King Lyon learned what a monster was.

That day, both groups had a very pleasant discussion.

On that day, King Leon would simply nod in agreement, and whatever Shirou Emiya said would be done.

That day, Guinevere's face was flushed; she seemed to have seen her soulmate.

On that day, a huge territory issue in the British Empire was resolved, and Shirou Emiya also gained a massive treasure (which nobles handed over to obtain administrative positions, provided they had Shirou Emiya's approval).

"Overall, that harvest greatly increased the inventory, but it took more than a year to deal with the nobles in the territory of King Lyon, and that was with their cooperation."

"This is the total inventory now. Because it is so large, I had Merlin set up a magic circle to protect it. The location is recorded here."

On the completed city wall, Shirou Emiya handed a notebook to Artoria, who looked somewhat puzzled.

"Camelot is now complete. Today is the final inspection. Tomorrow you will return as King Arthur. There are some things you may not be in charge of, but you must know them."

Artoria's golden hair was coiled into two braids, with the rest falling loose, and she looked somewhat dazed.

"Oh, it's already built. I didn't feel much coming back to rest and observe. By the way, how long has it been?"