Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

Since things had come to this point, Artoria could no longer ignore it and asked.

"The punishment has been carried out in accordance with regulations, and everything is in compliance."

Is he dead? Besides, since everything is compliant, there's no need to pursue it further, Artoria thought.

"He's dead! My poor friend, the grandson of my eighth maternal uncle and third paternal uncle's family! He just died like that! He died without any explanation!"

Some people want to put an end to this, while others want to escalate it indefinitely.

The group of more than a dozen people who reported the incident knelt down and cried, while muttering strange and increasingly exaggerated statements such as "It's all fake," "How could a casual beating be real?" and "It was intentional murder," causing those around them to frown.

These guys are up to no good...

Behind Shirou Emiya, Mordred, who had been holding back for a while, smirked and prepared to go out and fight, when a hand landed on her shoulder and pressed her down.

"No way~ Have you forgotten what Shirou said~?"

Merry smiled and whispered that this was a task given to her by Shirou Emiya: to stop people who were easily agitated.

I looked up and my gaze turned toward the gate; someone was coming.

In the past six months, Mordred's trivial matters have become unimportant, especially after she and Shirou Emiya have been running around handling various matters and helping many people, making the rumors seem even more ridiculous.

The only reason we're bringing this up now is that the real target has never been this.

"Your Majesty! We beg you to deliver a just verdict!"

A horde of people stormed in without restraint, a behavior that even made Artoria frown.

Where is this place? It is the location of the throne, the true heart of Camelot, the heart of Britain!

The fact that these people rushed in without reporting or even applying for permission means that the guards along the way did not stop them.

"The problem seems to be bigger than we thought."

Emiya Shirou observed everything, but took no action.

Meryl's smile widened; those guys couldn't take it anymore!

"Your Majesty! We have suffered so much these past years!"

Without any hesitation, he rushed to the front and knelt down, constantly taking things out of his pocket while crying and pleading.

"We must expose Shirou Emiya! He's not human! He's a demon! Over the years, he's not only slaughtered us at will, but he's also forcibly confiscated our wealth!"

"They even went so far as to fabricate false evidence! Our elders left a confession before they died, and the punishment they accepted a few years ago was out of desperation. They were filled with regret as they died, regretting that they couldn't defeat you!"

The group of visitors were nobles from King Lyon's territory, and next to them were old nobles from Artoria's territory. As they spoke, they took out their evidence.

The scribbled content included cries that Shirou Emiya was not human and that various harmful contracts were made to them through coercion and manipulation.

The most striking example is the incident of recording the names of nobles after the battle with Vortigern. The letter stated that Shirou Emiya was in league with Vortigern and would kill them at will if he didn't take action himself.

"besides!"

It wasn't over yet; they pulled out some more magically stored images, which showed Agravan 'dealing' with the cage, and even included a map of the location.

"The wounds on these compatriots and the specific locations are evidence! And we have many people who can testify! This is all true!"

After saying this, they pointed to the balcony and looked at King Arthur, saying each word carefully, "Your Majesty, please go out and take a look."

Altria: “…”

When handling official business, the king cannot look at others. The king is someone who wants to govern and bear responsibility alone. The king will not ignore the demands of his subjects. The king has a broad mind.

Artoria got up and walked past Shirou Emiya to the balcony.

The square was packed with people—commoners (nobles and slaves), knights, staff, all sorts of people…so many that you couldn’t see the end of them as far as the eye could see; at a glance, there were at least tens of thousands.

even more.

Countless gazes fell upon Artoria, and she felt mockery, confidence, and ridicule within them.

She saw many familiar faces in the crowd: former comrades-in-arms, residents she had worked with, and former nobles...

Some people's eyes revealed fear, while others' were filled with regret and helplessness...

A coup, a legitimate coup.

[Were Lord Wei Gong and Merlin completely unaware of anything? They just let them do it, just let these people come here?]

Artoria had a question in her mind, and at the same time another question arose: with so many people doing this, was it because she was not managing well, or was she unsuitable to be the queen?

"Your Majesty, what Lord Emiya did was indeed wrong. Wrong is wrong."

"Your Majesty, the people's will is ours. We don't ask for much. Just punish Lord Emiya according to the rules. We will leave as long as you punish him."

By downplaying the seriousness of the matter, they seem to be offering a way out, but in reality, they are quite insidious.

Punishment implies conviction and that all past actions were wrong. Should compensation be provided?

What about the penalties? If those things are considered wrong, what is the minimum penalty according to the regulations?

Death is the least of our worries.

Their goal this time is simple: to deal with Shirou Emiya, overturn past mistakes, and then nothing else matters.

That's right. Without Shirou Emiya's intervention, coupled with this coup d'état as a means, and being 'falsely accused of being injured' and placed on the moral high ground, there were only two words to be expected.

Invincible

"Your Majesty, just agree, and everything will be over."

They kept urging King Arthur to return to his throne and contemplate.

In the vast space, Shirou Emiya, Merry, and Mordred remained silent, while Artoria stood alone before a dozen or so people and outside, surrounded by tens of thousands.

Isolated.

Like a small sailboat on the ocean, isolated and helpless.

"tread!"

Heavy footsteps echoed as Shirou Emiya approached Artoria and knelt on one knee to pay his respects.

“Your Majesty, I am the one who caused all this, and I deserve to be punished.”

"!!! It's done!!!"

The nobles were overjoyed, realizing they had been startled when King Arthur didn't respond, since they knew the group had been traveling together and they were taking a gamble.

It seems the gamble paid off!

"...Let me think about it some more."

Artoria's words were like a bucket of cold water being poured over someone, and someone couldn't hold back anymore.

"Your Majesty! How could you do this! You are the great King Arthur! How could you do such a thing!"

"The knights and administrators outside are waiting for your fair judgment! If you choose this path, I fear they will be disappointed. Don't you know what the disappointment of your comrades and allies means? Without your men, can you truly be called King Arthur?"

It was tantamount to a confrontational response, but no one refuted it; that's reality.

Artoria's expression was grave, while Mordred, standing beside her, was furious; her once fair face had turned completely red.

If it weren't for Meryl's preemptive magical control, Mordred would have shown them what it means for a king not to be insulted!

Mordred, her mouth sealed shut, exclaimed, "What are Merlin and Emiya doing?! Are they just going to watch the King be forced like this?!"

Emiya Shirou did not get up, his expression remained unchanged, he simply raised his hand and gestured.

Old York and the First Leader walked in from outside, each carrying a stack of documents half a person's height in front of them.

"Your Majesty, I was wrong, I admit it."

"However, I also have something to report. According to the national policy of 'all men are created equal,' there are quite a few issues that need to be addressed."

!!!

The nobles, who had just been filled with joy, suddenly changed their expressions. They didn't know what was in those documents, but they knew there was definitely something wrong with them!

"Your Majesty! These documents are all fake; they must be verified by us!"

As they spoke, these people rushed toward the documents, determined to snatch them and prevent Wang from seeing their contents.

"madness."

The number one leader shoved the documents into old York's hands. His terrifying fighting power, which had doubled in weight due to the good food he had eaten over the years, was immediately apparent. His muscles were encased in fat like armor, and he could toss a nobleman in each hand as if he were a chicken. Standing at over two meters tall, he was a wall of sighs.

"How dare you be so insolent in front of the king! Don't be so arrogant!"

The Wailing Wall moved forward, escorting old York all the way to Artoria's side. He was put down and returned to kneel down next to Shirou Emiya.

Seeing that the item had been delivered to the number one leader, he released the 'chicken' from his hand and knelt down on the other side of Emiya Shirou.

"Ouch!!"

"Ouch!!"

The arrogant nobleman who had been so arrogant earlier was now lying on the ground groaning in pain, but his eyes remained fixed on Artoria's direction, using his screams to attract attention while waiting for the outcome.

"..."

Artoria opened the documents in front of her; the scenes were horrific, countless scenes of horrific suffering.

Scenes of nobles' arrogance amidst the plague, and indescribable scenes within the castle.

Every location, the time of the event, and the names of those who witnessed and participated are all included.

Scrolling down further, I found countless identical documents and envelopes...

[The Slave's Unspoken Account] Open this envelope, inside is a magic recording crystal, hold it, and images flood in.

“We just want to live, but we don’t deserve to live. We shouldn’t be like this, but we can’t rebel against the nobles. This has been our way for generations… Gods, when will you come to save us?”

Like a movie, the voices are hoarse and layered, with the cries and wails of tiny children and the arrogant voices of nobles forming the background music, and various scenes of slaves' experiences and nighttime prayers appear.

····

In reality, when a nobleman tries to say something, his shoulders are pressed down by Mordred, who is already red-hot.

[Hehe, you just wait. When the king speaks up, I'll beat you senseless and smash your yolks to pieces!]

Mei Li, standing beside him, maintained her smile. The war was over, and her apprentice was safe now.

"However, those images can be said to completely deny Lia's governance. If you think about it in a wrong way, it's easy to cause trouble. I hope she can withstand it."

Melly, one of the creators, knew what Lia had seen, and naturally, she was worried.

Everyone waited, waiting for the king to open his eyes.

···

A moment later, Wang opened his eyes, his pupils filled with deep confusion, anger, and insecurity. He looked down at the other documents, a flicker of fear in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, these are the fates of your subjects, the fates they suffer under the rule of those nobles."

Emiya Shirou stepped over to his side, picked up a document, and said softly.

"Minister Wei...it's their fault, it's my fault...you're not at fault..."

Artoria's lips moved slightly, but no sound came out, though Shirou Emiya could read her lips.

"No, it's not your fault, it's my fault."

Emiya Shirou took out a document from his person and placed it in the other person's hand. He then slowly stepped back and knelt down again in his original position.

“Your Majesty, mistakes must be punished. I have done those wrong things, and I should be punished accordingly.”

"But on the other hand, the mistakes of others still need to be dealt with, and an explanation must be given to the subjects."

Abolish slavery, nationalize land, promote education, and ensure equality for all.

Looking at the text on the document in her hand, Artoria realized something: Lord Emiya wanted to take all the blame; he was going to explode against the bad group.

"His first travel companion, the famous Emiya-sama of Britain, a friend known to all the residents, the deputy administrator of Camelot, and a strange Heroic Spirit from abroad, actually used everything he had for more than ten years as a price to drag these people down with him."

"And the purpose of doing this was simply to change the country, making it easier for King Arthur to rule."

"Idealsists who act haphazardly are quite amusing~"

Mary, watching everything, had a flushed face and was excited.

This is amazing! This guy who inexplicably acts as an idealist, who inexplicably actually does it, who uses everything he has to make others happy, is just so interesting!

"..."

"I understand. I won't let you down, Lord Wei Gong."