Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

He glanced at the contents of the notebook briefly, paused for a moment when he saw the huge amount of supplies, but quickly recovered and didn't pay too much attention.

It's just a dead thing; how can it compare to the person in front of me?

"It's been almost two years since it was first established, but if you count from when we started traveling, it's been almost ten years, right?"

The workers below were constantly inspecting and checking various details of the plan according to the blueprints, and everyone's face was filled with excitement and pride.

This is the city they built!

"Is there a problem with tomorrow's speech? This is the last chance to revise and check it."

Emiya Shirou, peering down from the castle wall, asked a question.

"No problem, absolutely no problem."

Artoria lay down in the same position next to her, but because of her height, she needed to stand on tiptoe to see below.

"Ten years...time flies! But there are still many troublesome matters to resolve, and I will need to trouble Minister Wei Gong again."

Unable to see the view below, the girl simply chose a better view, namely the profile of Shirou Emiya beside her, and muttered to herself.

"Don't worry, I'm always here."

As the boy spoke, his gaze drifted toward the edge of space, a hint of confusion flashing deep in his pupils.

Oh, dream, when will I wake up...? Dreams that last so long can lead to misunderstandings and lingering attachments.

The more I dream, the more I long for it; the more I long for it, the less I want to wake up; I'm even a little afraid... afraid of leaving my friends.

Over a decade or so, even a stone can get warm; it's impossible for someone to completely ignore it.

The two men on the city wall each had their own ideas.

(Not far away, Merry, holding a melon, sat on the city wall watching this scene.)

Starting in the afternoon, groups of people and knights began to appear outside Camelot.

Many people came to witness the founding of Britain's largest city and the glory of King Arthur, while many merchants also came to join the excitement.

The knights were mostly nobles with bodyguards. It was the king's first official appearance, so they definitely had to be there, even if they hadn't been notified.

Others may not invite us, but they cannot refuse to come.

A small number of knights, of course, were their own men. Galahad, Lancelot, Gawain, and many other powerful knights returned with their own knightly orders.

"Welcome back. I will have someone make the arrangements. Knights commanders, please come here. There are missions to assign."

Emiya Shirou looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, greeted them, and then spoke.

Camelot is a large city, large enough that every knightly order can have its own resting place, and large enough that rooms that can accommodate a dozen or even dozens of people for meetings are everywhere.

"Your return this time is not only to participate in the first entry into the city and to announce the existence of the King, but also to demonstrate your strength and determine the future direction."

Inside the room, a huge map of Camelot was pinned to the wall, and Shirou Emiya was explaining it in detail with a pointer in hand.

"**The King will be the first to enter, followed by each of you with your respective knightly orders. Afterwards, you will each stop in your respective areas of the plaza, where the King will patrol the city walls and deliver his speech."

"This is your first and most important entry into the city. It is the most important opportunity for your knightly order to inform your subjects and the king, and even to demonstrate your power. You must all pay attention."

“I informed you all a year ago and gave you the plan. I haven’t bothered you during this time, so please don’t disappoint the king and his people.”

Emiya Shirou's sharp eyes swept over the crowd, his tone full of warning—a rare sight indeed.

"If you don't do it right, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself."

Everyone swallowed hard. Oh no, the pressure is mounting!

The significance of this first inspection tour since the founding of the nation is self-evident.

"Minister Wei, I see there are still some positions available. Which teams are they reserved for?"

Kai pointed to several empty spots on the map plaza and asked.

"These are the logistics team members and auxiliary management staff. They will need to help maintain order after you finish."

[Logistics and support staff?]

Everyone looked on in surprise, not expecting these people to make an appearance; truly befitting the king's magnanimity.

"Then who is this person who is all-powerful with the king?"

Kai then pointed to the city wall, where three names were written: Artoria, Shirou Emiya, and an unknown.

That's right, it's the unknown.

"Oh, this guy is Camelot's largest supply supplier. Ninety-five percent of our supplies are purchased from him, and he also provides us with high-quality food crops and meat-producing varieties."

After finishing his sentence, Shirou Emiya added, "It's not certain yet whether the other person will come, and I don't know their name either. I'll introduce them to you when they arrive."

With the question answered, everyone had no more doubts. It turned out that he was a ruthless person who single-handedly supplied the construction of Camelot City, and also a big shot who sold high-value crops.

That kind of person is unbeatable when he's with the king.

As for the other Wei Gongqing behind the king, no one would disagree, as his strength has been perfectly demonstrated over time.

"That's settled then. These are the routes they will take and their order of appearance. Take a good look at them, and make sure there are no mishaps."

After lingering for a while and explaining some of his doubts, Emiya Shirou left.

The closer it gets to the designated time tomorrow, the busier everyone becomes. Artoria and everyone else stationed outside the city, along with the security personnel constantly checking the roads, are all very busy.

On his way back to the city, Shirou Emiya contacted his friend who had helped him so much.

Emiya Shirou: "Friend, are you really not coming tomorrow? I've already reserved a spot for you. How about you come for a stroll?"

Morgan: "No interest. I'm not selling things at half price because of Britain and King Arthur. I just want to sell. If that's your goal, you won't get anything from me."

In his room at the Magic Workshop, Morgan lay on the bed with a cold smile on his face.

It's just the establishment of a mere city, and it's that blond bastard's first speech. There's no way she'd agree to go.

"But thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem so bad. I've managed quite a bit of business in this city, and the other party, unaware of this, is relying on it and unknowingly doing things with my help..."

Morgan stroked his cheek, his face slightly flushed. Experiencing such a major life event with the help of his enemy was truly an interesting experience.

"Mom!!! Are we going out tomorrow?!"

After a call, a blond figure rushed in with a bright smile, jumping excitedly around the bedside.

"Mordred, what did I tell you before? To keep your composure. What kind of behavior is this, getting so agitated?"

"But, but that's Camelot, which they've been advertising all along! I heard it's the most magnificent city in Britain! How cool!!!"

The short-haired, spirited blonde girl with perfect front armor spoke excitedly. Having rarely left the magic workshop since birth, it was understandable that she was excited to go to the big city.

Morgan wanted to say something, but seeing the other person's happy expression, he closed his lips and said, "Never mind, go get some rest. We need to get up early tomorrow."

"Yes! My dear mother!"

Mordred ran out excitedly, her cheerful figure making Morgan chuckle.

"Poor kid... But you're about to start your mission... Hopefully everything goes well."

Morgan will never forget her original purpose. Everything she does now is to overthrow that guy's rule over Britain. She will never forget that she was taken everything from her... her country, her people, her subjects... She will never forget!

The next morning, many people in Camelot were still asleep, but things were already bustling outside the city.

"Hurry up! Get everything ready, the armor and weapons are all in good condition. If anything goes wrong this time, it won't be a joke!"

"Lancelot said loudly."

"Hurry! Move faster! Get to your queue and wait as soon as possible, don't delay!"

Gao Wen was also in high spirits.

Not only these two, but everywhere else was brightly lit, and everyone was busy.

Meanwhile, in the main tent, the true protagonist of the day, King Arthur, the first to enter the city, Artoria, had also awakened and gotten up.

He tidied himself up, polished his armor, ate the breakfast that was delivered, put on his armor, picked up the holy sword hanging on the wall and tucked it into his waistband, checked his attire in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, lifted the curtain and stepped out.

The tall and majestic white horse was already dressed, its entire body covered in gleaming silver armor. It snorted when it saw its master appear.

"Don Starley, I'm counting on you this time."

"Lulu lulu~"

The horse made a strange sound from its mouth and nodded as if it understood human nature.

This horse was something Artoria encountered by chance after using the Holy Lance. It had the blood of a magical beast and was also intelligent, so it became her mount.

At the same time, under the other party's guidance, they also acquired a large number of warhorses with the bloodline of magical beasts, which have now become the warhorses of most of the elite main force of the knight orders.

While waiting... Artoria saw a red figure appear in the distance, and after confirming that she was ready, she waved and disappeared.

Shirou Emiya will not enter with her at the beginning, even though she and Merlin repeatedly invited him, he still refused.

“I’m not interested in this. I’ll wait for you in the middle of the road and on the city wall. Everyone has their own ideas, so don’t force it.”

With a single sentence, he sealed the victory, and Shirou Emiya quickly left while his opponent was still stunned.

On the other side, Shirou Emiya, having confirmed that there was no problem with the military camp, returned to the city gate, where Old York and the First Leader had been waiting for a long time.

"Lord Emiya, security has been arranged and is in place. The marked nobles have been assigned to be watched, and the backup personnel are ready to receive orders at any time."

The leader bowed and quickly said that he had contributed to the security this time. He knew the importance of being in charge of security in this kind of situation, and that only "one of their own" could be responsible for it.

The fact that the other party treated him like one of their own touched him deeply.

"My lord, the road we must take has been cleaned and inspected. We have tripled the number of personnel at each city gate and are prepared to close the gates at any time while strengthening inspections."

Old York bowed in response.

"Very good. You must check this carefully. Only relax your vigilance after everything is over. At the same time, be prepared to be inspected by Wang. Don't get the time and location wrong."

After finishing his speech, Shirou Emiya left to inspect other areas, leaving behind only two people who wanted to kowtow. If Shirou Emiya hadn't explicitly refused to kowtow, the two would have already knelt down.

Today is such an occasion! It marks the very beginning of the kingdom's founding, an incredibly important moment.

In such an occasion, even nobles cannot be inspected by the king, but insignificant people like them can. It's something that probably no one else would dare to imagine.

"Oh, I don't know how to repay Lord Emiya for what he's done."

Old York remarked with emotion.

"How can I repay him? Just serve him for the rest of my life. Anyway, I'm well-fed and well-clothed now, and I've already acknowledged Lord Emiya as my leader. My subordinates all agree."

Old York: "...You're even more shameless than me."

Aren't the Saxons supposed to be particularly brave and unyielding? How come this guy is so adept and diligent at surrendering and acknowledging a master?

"Well, never mind, I won't nag you anymore. I'm going to get checked out again."

"Tsk, I haven't even said anything to you yet. Never mind, I'll go get checked out too."

After exchanging a few words of complaint, the two left. They would check several more times to make sure there were no problems.

As the sun peeked out, its golden rays shone on the grain. The British residents and nobles, who had been waiting for a long time, emerged and lined both sides of the road, waiting for the king's arrival.

The time froze at 6:66:66, and the crisp sound of horses' hooves rang out.

"Tap~"

He was so handsome and strong that he seemed to have stepped out of a myth, and on the back of the white horse was the British king.

Golden hair swirled on her head, her delicate face exuded composure and royal coldness, she wore blue and white armor, and her emerald eyes held pride and benevolence deep within them. Her identity was known to all without needing to be spoken.

King Arthur, the King of Britain

Behind Artoria, Lancelot appeared first, followed by equally well-equipped knights, three warhorses moving steadily in a row.

Then came Gawain, Kay, Galahad, and other different knight commanders, each leading their own troops. The types of troops might have differed, but the quality of their soldiers remained constant.

A superb team is right before our eyes.

On the city wall in the center of Camelot Square, Artoria stepped onto the path, followed by the knights who entered the designated area one after another, arranging their troops and awaiting inspection.

Arriving at the designated location, Artoria looked around at the beautiful city of Camelot, the large and well-trained knightly army, and the endless sea of ​​subjects.

This is Britain that she is determined to protect!

A surge of heroic spirit rose within her, and Artoria's lips parted slightly:

"King Arthur Pendragon hereby declares that Britain still stands tall in the world. Even without the protection of the Empire, we have not fallen; we have forged our own path!"

"King Arthur Pendragon hereby declares that the entire country will be exempt from taxes for one year! The grain you grow and the money you earn from selling your goods will belong to you!"

"King Arthur Pendragon hereby proclaims that I will lead the knights to eliminate the bandits in the south, so that my subjects may live in peace and prosperity, and so that the name of Britain may resound throughout the world!"