Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

"I'm leaving now. Call me if you need anything."

Merry left, and the room returned to its quiet state. Shirou Emiya pulled out a piece of information from the files, on which was written something.

"There are too many. There are far too many nobles to deal with... Thousands, tens of thousands, tens of thousands of people across the country are involved, and most of them hold relatively important positions. Simply dealing with them like that won't work. We need to take drastic measures."

For some reason, Emiya Shirou has been feeling uneasy lately, as if some kind of time is about to arrive.

He was worried, worried about leaving at some point, but the problem was not yet solved.

I want to help as much as I can while I'm still here.

"However, it did disturb other people."

Emiya Shirou whispered that he was partly behind this incident, but for the time being, the core figure was not him, but the newly arrived knight, Mordred.

"Let's go comfort her later..."

"Om~"

Thinking this, the envelope in my arms vibrated. It contained the letter of an important person and friend who had not attended the inauguration ceremony of Camelot.

Morgan: "Has something happened recently?"

Emiya Shirou: "It's nothing. I'm part of this. By the way, which noble family do you belong to? You wouldn't tell me before, but this time the situation is different. The impact might be quite significant later on."

Morgan: "...Don't worry about me, it won't affect me."

In the magic workshop, Morgan looked at the new 'child' in the liquid in front of him, and then thought about his own situation. There was practically no living person for miles around. Even when supplies were delivered before, they were all delivered by magical puppets.

Hmm, it won't affect them at all.

Even... meeting in person is a problem...

Emiya Shirou: "That's good, then I can rest assured."

Over the years, he's come to understand that the other person doesn't lie, so there's nothing to worry about; one less concern.

Morgan: "By the way, what do you think of King Arthur?"

The strange question suddenly appeared, leaving Shirou Emiya somewhat puzzled.

What does this mean? Does it mean they want to learn about Lia through me and then decide whether or not to come?

An idea suddenly popped into my head; I couldn't be sure, but I couldn't rule it out either, so I decided to go with this standard.

Shirou Emiya: "King Arthur was a great, kind, fair, and handsome king. I can assure you, he was the greatest king I have ever seen."

As for the trivial matter that Shirou Emiya only remembered seeing this one king, there's no need to go into too much detail.

Despite showering the letter with compliments, Morgan's handsome brows furrowed as he read the contents of the envelope, a surge of displeasure welling up within him.

This country should have been hers, these evaluations should have been hers, and the other party should have been hers too.

Morgan was overwhelmed with frustration and wanted to pass on his emotions to Vivian, but she was already filled with frustration as well (because he couldn't get close to Shirou Emiya, Morgan kept sending her his bad mood and using her as a dumping ground).

Vivian, who had been somewhat obsessed for a long time, had been waiting for this moment. She immediately unleashed a torrent of negative emotions upon receiving Vivian's message.

Then... Morgan lost his temper.

"Heh, a mere King Arthur? You think I don't exist just because you haven't made a move all these years? You despicable thief, did you even ask me before you went home?!"

Magic surged, and a magic map appeared before Morgan, with a large red dot on it—that was Artoria.

"It's been over ten years. Let's have a go and see what you're made of!"

Meanwhile, Shirou Emiya, unaware of the situation, had not received a reply and scratched his head, deciding to leave for the time being.

Arriving at the next room, I knocked on the door a few times and then pushed it open to enter.

At her dedicated study desk, Mordred was reading a book, seemingly unaffected by the messages outside.

"You're holding the book upside down. What, do you have a habit of reading books backwards?"

"···"

Mordred peeked out, then froze and quickly turned back: "Ahem, I'm just experiencing a new way of learning."

After saying that, he glanced at Shirou Emiya and turned away: "Didn't you say I wanted to experience other ways?"

Seeing through the other person's situation at a glance, Shirou Emiya said, "Don't pay too much attention to the recent rumors. Strictly speaking, whether or not something happens has little to do with you."

Mordred's face darkened, and after a moment she uttered two words: "Liar..."

He had read all the versions, and the root cause was that she physically assaulted those nobles, and at the same time, those nobles disappeared, which caused such a strong impulse.

It's all because she can't control her temper that she's caused so much trouble for everyone. The more confident and arrogant she was before, the more miserable she is now.

Mordred's eyes began to redden.

"No, I won't lie to you, this really has little to do with you."

With a hand landing on his head, Shirou Emiya spoke solemnly.

"This is a war, a war between us and the nobles. It is not a physical war, but it is indeed a war."

Mordred looked up, her eyes filled with confusion, for neither her mother nor her father had taught her this.

"The nobles want to treat their privileges and past actions as freedom, while we want the people and the country to become better, which will inevitably lead to conflict between us."

Emiya Shirou took out a notebook, opened it in front of the other person, and it was filled with pages, some crossed out and some blank.

"In the past decade, I have fought several wars with them, and I have always emerged victorious."

“Their privileges diminish with each failure, and those who have enjoyed privileges will go crazy experiencing this, which is why they launch offensives.”

“I can guarantee that even if it wasn’t because of you this time, it could have been Galahad, it could have been Agguwen, it could have been me, or even the King.”

"They don't care who started this war; they only care about whether the outcome is satisfactory."

Mordred listened intently, his small head beginning to fill with new knowledge. After a while, he tilted his head adorably and said, "So, you can't blame me this time?"

"No, your behavior is indeed unacceptable, and that must be refuted."

Emiya Shirou immediately retorted, "If it wasn't done well, it wasn't done well, and that can't be denied."

"Tsk, you rascal."

Mordred smacked her lips, clearly feeling much better, since she could tell the other person wasn't lying.

"War? This is the first time I've encountered it. How can I help?"

After learning the origins of everything, Mordred's guilt turned into anger, and she wanted to hit someone.

Emiya Shirou rubbed the other's head: "No need, just watch. I will be the protagonist of this war. You just need to make sure you watch the whole process of this war."

"By the way, write a 10,000-word self-reflection afterwards, and I'll read it then."

"!!!"

Mordred was shocked. What kind of logic was this? Did he really need to write a self-reflection?!

"Damn it! Can't you give me less?!"

Emiya Shirou, who had already reached the door, waved his hand: "No way~ But everyone has to write, don't worry~"

Hearing that someone was with Mordred made her less anxious; she was relieved that she wasn't alone.

The rumors in Camelot continued to rage, and the rumors in Britain continued to spread like wildfire. During this period, some people were confused, some became excited and started to participate, and some wanted to know the situation as soon as possible but were stopped.

"Morgan?! Why are you blocking my way!"

On the road, Artoria stared at a similar-looking person floating in the air not far away, and raised her sword to question him.

To be honest, Artoria had almost forgotten about her older sister because they hadn't seen each other for so many years, after all, the older sister hadn't caused any trouble.

So much so that I was momentarily stunned, and the unfamiliarity in my pupils was noticed, which made me a little embarrassed.

Why? Why do you think so?

Morgan lowered his head slightly, watching his beloved 'sister's' lips curl into a smile as she raised her staff horizontally, with magic circles constantly appearing around her.

Not familiar with me, huh? Don't know me? Looks like all the trouble I've caused over the years hasn't left a deep impression on you. Well then, this time I'll give you a real taste of what's to come!

"!! Morgan, what are you doing?!"

The forest began to move, and tree spirits kept appearing among the trees, interspersed among them, blocking the road and making progress difficult.

However, this is on the premise that Artoria does not use her beam attack; if she does, it can still be easily resolved.

Here's another problem: Artoria's team now includes not only Ke Qing, but also the dozen or so people they had previously blocked.

From Wang's perspective, she did not slow down on the road, as a sign of respect for people. Even though she had just received new information from Meili half a day ago, and these people were obviously causing trouble, she did not punish them here.

Instead, they planned to return to Camelot for a fair trial.

But then again, dealing with rumors takes time, and Wei Gongqing also needs time to prepare, and at this moment, Morgan just happens to step in.

The other party is Morgan, her elder sister, who is incredibly powerful.

So it's normal to spend some time here, right? After all, you can't just fire the light cannons randomly. If it damages the flowers and plants or the strong winds it creates accidentally injure ordinary people in the team, that would be bad.

Having finished making her own arrangements, Artoria waved her hand: "Set up camp! Understand the surrounding situation before setting off, and make sure there are no casualties!"

When the order was given, and King Arthur dismounted to personally inspect the grass, no one could do anything about it, but that didn't mean they weren't emotional.

A dozen or so people eagerly anticipating their return to Camelot: ?

Shirou Emiya, eagerly anticipating the enemy's arrival in Camelot: ?

Morgan, who couldn't see the powerful attack coming from the air for a long time: ?

The forest that Morgan transformed is estimated to be at least tens of kilometers in diameter, and this delay took quite some time.

A full six months!

Half a year later, the group, led by King Arthur, finally left the forest.

The moment they stepped out of the forest, the whistleblower team, who had been around for over a decade, were calm and wanted to go home.

"Morgan! You're still here! Are you trying to trap us again?!"

A dozen or so people: "!!!"

With a 'thump,' more than a dozen people knelt down: "Mom! You're our real mom! Stop it!"

Morgan, who had been waiting in the air for half a year without seeing a powerful attack: ...What the hell!

You have a powerful move but don't use it, leaving my Reflect Magic idle for half a year. Now that it's available, you're using a mental attack, huh? Making a dozen weirdos call me "Mom"!

"King Arthur! You're even more cunning than me!"

"You just wait! I won't let you get away with this!"

Six months later, Morgan's anger had subsided. If he weren't so competitive, he would have gone back to chat with Shirou Emiya long ago. Considering the time, the kid was almost ready to leave, so why not go back?

Meanwhile, after waiting for half a year in Camelot, Emiya Shirou suddenly received information from Merry that the person had come out: he was so happy that he burst into tears!

Finally, after half a year, it's finally out!

Do you know how difficult it was for you to deliver meals to Wang regularly for half a year and to let Mei Li secretly bring people out to live together?

That's right. To be responsible, apart from the dozen or so people who reported it, everyone else has been replaced several times. Even Artoria has taken many breaks.

At first, Shirou Emiya tried to dissuade them, but Artoria wanted revenge after learning about the plan. So these people lived in the forest for half a year and had to deal with attacks from monsters and tree spirits from time to time.

But it's finally out, the nobles' plan to continue, even though no one cares about the rumors that have circulated for half a year.

Volume 1: 59. Come on! I'll go all out with you! (5k)

In the throne room of Camelot, Shirou Emiya, Artoria, Mordred, Merry, and a dozen others were gathered for their first meeting to discuss matters.

“That’s right. I was the one who agreed to that thing six months ago. As my direct supervisor, who else could sign it besides me?”

Emiya Shirou nodded directly.

"Your Majesty! Look! Look! He's admitted it!"

The group of more than a dozen people excitedly recounted that the enemy had already confessed, and that Emiya Shirou had already confessed!

On the throne, Artoria was somewhat unhappy.

For the past six months, she had been trying to persuade Wei Gongqing to handle the situation in a different way, but she had not succeeded. The situation was still one where one party would inevitably get hurt.

As the queen, she believed that there was no need to be so absolute and that it was perfectly acceptable to make some concessions, regardless of which side it was.

"Minister Wei, what about the previous participants?"