Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

"Why did you have to do it on the spot when you could have done it earlier? Let me ask you, what will happen to the people who helped them after you leave? What about them and their relatives? If they retaliate, can you come to their aid anytime?"

"They dare not touch you, but you dare not touch those people? Have you thought about these questions?"

Emiya Shirou crouched down, reached out and flicked his head, and Mordred looked up and met his gaze.

"Your identity is that of a representative of the country. This identity dictates that you cannot act recklessly, and that you cannot punish others in such a low-level way."

Mordred remained silent, his face clearly showing his defiance.

"I felt uneasy if I didn't do it, and if I felt uneasy, why would I do anything?"

Hey! This kid!

Emiya Shirou suddenly remembered something, leaned closer, and whispered, "As a king, you would not punish someone in this way. A king is noble, a symbol and face of the country. Think about it, how will others view this country after you do this?"

Mordred: "..."

Upon hearing this, Mordred, who had been particularly stubborn just moments before, instantly became docile and fell into deep thought.

Yes, she didn't see the king do that. There must be a reason why the king can't do that, so it's really not good to do that.

Mordred began to think, but she didn't want to admit it; fighting on the spot was really exhilarating... but the King wouldn't do that...

The blonde girl's small head began to turn, and Shirou Emiya nodded. As expected, he should retaliate using the points he cared about.

However, one should not retaliate too thoroughly. The purpose of interrupting is to allow the other party to think and learn better, not to become 'someone else'.

"Come with me, and I will tell you what the king should do."

Patting Mordred on the shoulder to signal them to follow, Shirou Emiya led Mordred and Galahad to a location in the city.

"This must be the office of the serious-faced Minister Agguiwen, right? Why are you here?"

The destination, Mordred, was known to be a colleague who was always serious and in charge.

“Many things can be done that way, but when you have multiple identities, you can’t do that way. You have to be careful about the situation.”

Emiya Shirou led the way, explaining things to the two of them, but mainly focusing on what Mordred was saying.

"Handling it doesn't mean you can't handle it, but that there are better ways."

The security guard scanned his face to enter, and then proceeded inside, leaving the sunlight behind to enter the room, walking further in.

At the end of the road was a staircase leading downwards, where his colleague Agravan, who was in charge of the area, was standing.

"Lord Emiya, Lord Galahad... Lord Mordred."

Agraven greeted everyone, then shook his head slightly when his gaze fell on Mordred: "Sir Mordred, your actions were truly inappropriate."

“We, as inspectors, are just, and can only be just. What you’re doing is no different from being a thug, and you’re likely to get into trouble.”

Perhaps because they were both colleagues who could use the diary, or perhaps because he had seen the other person's relationship with Shirou Emiya before, Agrave was very talkative this time.

Mordred's response was: "..."

He followed quietly behind the group, nodding occasionally to indicate that he understood.

The dimly lit corridor seemed to lead nowhere, and the road beneath our feet appeared to have no end. No one explained where we were or why there was such a large building.

Only Agrave, the guide, led the way, along with the calm Shirou Emiya and Galahad, and finally the curious Mordred.

As a young girl, she wasn't scared at all; in fact, she found it quite interesting.

"arrive."

After a while, Agguiwen suddenly spoke, and at the same time, a door appeared in front of him.

The door was pushed open, and Mordred curiously peeked out.

"Senior Paramedes?"

Mordred's surprised voice came from Palamedes, a knight of 'freedom' whom she greatly admired.

"Well, it's me."

The other person nodded, then pointed behind them and said, "I know about your situation. To be honest, it was really too impulsive. Don't do this openly next time."

Mordred looked in that direction and saw in a cage not far away the several nobles he had punched and knocked down during the day, as well as some strangers.

"A nation needs to be bright in the light and dark in the darkness; this is the principle governing the operation of a nation."

Emiya Shirou came over and rubbed the blond boy's head before leading the way inside.

"But it is absolutely wrong to be in darkness within light or light within darkness."

Arriving at the cage, Shirou Emiya stared coldly at the trembling figures inside. He took the notebook Agravain brought him, glanced at it, and then handed it to Mordred.

"I see, there are many things that can only be done here, and compared to these, your actions during the day are completely meaningless."

Mordred opened the notebook, which was filled with dense information, messy yet understandable, as if it had been written under immense suffering.

“Agguiwen, take him through the process.”

"Yes, Mr. Emiya."

"Lord Mordred, come with me, I'll show you the process."

Agrave and Mordred left. Mordred was no longer defiant; instead, there was a hint of fear deep in his eyes—a basic human instinct.

"Before we do anything, we need to know what mistakes these guys made; this will help us avoid having a problem with our conscience..."

"Is this a good idea? Isn't it too early, at only a few months old?"

Agravain's voice faded into the distance. Galahad approached Shirou Emiya, holding the reason why the people in the cages were there, and asked as he looked at them.

As a holy knight, he initially didn't want to come here, finding it very troublesome, until one day he saw the reason why the other party was here.

Wow, my head stopped hurting instantly. After throwing two punches, my divine aura even increased. Isn't that amazing?

"...There are too many reasons, but the fact that the other party has this talent is enough."

Emiya Shirou didn't explain much, and Galahad was too lazy to think about it either; these troublesome things were getting more and more troublesome the more he listened.

"It's up to you. Now tell me what I've seen during my time out there." Paramedes walked over and handed each of them a crystal.

Barrenness... Plague... The land could no longer be used to freely sow grain, and thus, the land became barren.

"I don't know why, but the land seems to be acting strangely. Yields have dropped in many places, and grain growth has slowed down a lot."

As a free knight, Palamedes also took on the responsibility of personally determining the land of Britain.

"I understand. I'll talk to Wang and Merlin later when I have time to see if they know anything."

Emiya Shirou put away the crystal and looked at Galahad.

"How is the school construction progressing? Have there been any problems during the popularization process?"

Galahad shook his head: "No problem. We provide meals for those who come to study, and we even give them a bag of rice every month. Who can complain?"

"That's good... What about the study materials? Did anyone say anything?"

"No, the basic information is very good; even I can learn a lot from it."

Galahad paused here and added, "This behavior is bound to provoke a backlash from the nobles, and coupled with Mordred's matter, I'm worried that someone is up to no good."

Knowledge is wealth, and wealth should be in their hands.

The practice of providing free education and instruction nationwide is a huge taboo for nobles, and Shirou Emiya, who promotes such a policy, will inevitably become a thorn in their side.

"It's alright, we'll deal with whatever comes our way. If they really have to take action, I'll handle it."

Waving it off indifferently, Shirou Emiya stared at the group of guys in the cage in front of him, who had all turned into ostriches, and felt somewhat bored.

He was eager for the nobles to make a move, preferably to win, and then launch another attack when an opportunity arose. That would be ideal.

It's frustrating to keep quiet for the past few years, not making any moves or causing any trouble. He really doesn't want to waste time.

The group exchanged some more information, and Mordred, who was visibly frightened, appeared first, instantly appearing behind Shirou Emiya and tugging at his clothes.

"What's wrong? Are you scared? Or are you feeling regretful?" Shirou Emiya asked.

Mordred shook her head: "No, those guys died on the spot and were fine. It's just that the environment here, plus Agnes's expression and actions, were a bit scary." She then added, "I'm fine, not scared, just a little uncomfortable..."

“Then let’s go. We can leave this to Lord Agguwen and Lord Palamedes.”

Mordred nodded repeatedly, saying that was excellent.

Galahad followed the group away, and in fact, apart from Mordred, everyone else knew they had something to do later.

Reality proved it a few days later... On her victorious return, Artoria was stopped by a dozen people who suddenly knelt before the king, weeping bitterly.

"My king! Please do justice for us! That knight Mordred has openly beaten us, just to force us to confess to a crime we have not committed!"

Volume 1: Chapter 58. Rumors and King Arthur's Attempt to Stop Him (4k)

Camelot, no, not just Camelot, but all of Britain is currently experiencing a frenzy of gossip.

The noble knight Mordred has wantonly beaten the people and has been taken away; he may already be dead.

The news appeared suddenly, spread suddenly, and exploded suddenly, catching everyone off guard.

"The source has been traced, but many people are involved. Many riders and many local management staff have spoken out."

At Shirou Emiya's office, Merry brought new information.

"Oh, right, I have some information to share. Lia was stopped on her way back, and they were talking about the same thing, but it was a little later when it was spread."

Melly rested her chin on her hand and said meaningfully, "And, many nobles have begun to take action, and they seem to be preparing to overturn the way you have treated the nobles so arbitrarily over the years."

"I don't know the specifics of how things will be done yet, but I know this is a big problem."

"···"

After hearing the information, Shirou Emiya's expression remained unchanged. So, they've already started taking action.

"So, do you want to stop this topic from spreading?" Melly asked, smiling at her apprentice.

"No need, or rather, we'll lend a hand."

Emiya Shirou refused, and what he said defied common sense.

"Let's make this even bigger, to a terrible extent!"

He got up and walked to the window. The topic had already spread throughout Camelot, and various knights and people could be seen walking around.

Those were all people he had arranged, with the aim of increasing his stakes in this 'war'.

"If this is done, one of us will inevitably get into trouble. Can Lia agree to that?"

Mei asked with some doubt, a bad thought rising in her mind.

"You bastard, you didn't decide to do this all by yourself, did you?"

Miss Nightmare stared intently at Shirou Emiya, wanting to know the answer.

"Yes, it was my own decision. Before this, many people came to ask me how to handle it, but I suppressed them all. Otherwise, how could the topic have spread so quickly?"

Emiya Shirou nodded in agreement without hesitation.

"Hiss, making such a decision on your own can easily lead to trouble."

"I know, I'll handle it."

Confidence? No, it's not confidence.

It's not so much the feeling of being prepared, but rather the feeling of being ready.

Meryl felt something was off. She recalled her conversation with Mordred earlier. Could something have happened here?

No, he shouldn't be here. No matter what the future holds, he can't possibly be on the verge of death.

What is that? Death in the future?

Mary's doubts did not diminish, but she liked this feeling, an experience she had never had before when her clairvoyance was working well.

"Well, don't worry about it so much. Teacher, you just need to do your job well, and secondly, just watch what I do."

Warning? No, just a reminder and a request.

Do not obstruct it.

These are the words that Merry saw through her pupils.

"...You idiot, doing this could easily lead to trouble."

"Never mind, do whatever you want. You'll have to bear the consequences yourself anyway."