Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

This is the first medal belonging to Artoria, which she always carries with her, and now is the perfect time to hand it over.

Knowing that it would be difficult to convince the crowd if he didn't accept it, Shirou Emiya reached out and took it, and kissed the medal according to etiquette.

"Thank you for the King's grace, I will protect it with all my heart."

"Okay, then go out and tell them, and I'll discuss the specific announcement with Merlin."

As she watched Shirou Emiya leave, Artoria's cheeks flushed bright red, and a large amount of hot air burst from the top of her head with a "plop".

Medals are something you carry around in, and the only suitable place to put them is a little below the chest. For someone to lightly kiss a warm medal like that was really too intense.

"What's wrong? You can't even handle this?"

"Merry slurred as she approached and spoke," Meryl said.

"Ahem, thankfully. But Merlin, is this really the right thing to do? Putting Lord Emiya in the lurch..."

"As king, shouldn't I be the one to bear these responsibilities...? I haven't fulfilled my duties as king..."

Artoria still felt guilty, as she believed it was her duty.

Meryl was quite philosophical about it: "If that's what the kid decided, then let him do it. There's no harm in cooperating, is there? Besides, if you don't choose this one, you'll have to choose another punishment of the same level. Can you find a punishment that will make the other person happy?"

Artoria shook her head; she couldn't guarantee she'd find it.

"That's it then. Since the other party has chosen this path, we shouldn't make excuses too much. The right thing to do is to give our help without disappointment."

"That's right! This is the truth!"

Artoria clenched her fist. Yes, making the opponent's efforts go to waste was the right thing to do!

(Whispering) "But it's a bit unworthy of the name King Arthur if I can't become a Knight of the Round Table. But it's okay, I'll work harder and become someone no one dares to say anything about!"

She had already decided on her goal: if being an equal would silence everyone, then she would become invincible and no one would dare to disagree.

Once she resolves the banditry in the south and then gives Rome a good beating, let's see who dares to say anything then!

"Tsk tsk tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!"

Meili looked at Lia, who was emitting a strange laugh, with a puzzled expression, and fearfully took a bite of the melon.

Meanwhile, outside the door, after much deliberation and discussion, the knights still felt that the punishment was too severe; being unable to become a Knight of the Round Table was simply too much.

"No, if Lord Wei Gong cannot become a Knight of the Round Table, then I am equally unqualified!"

Lancelot whispered.

Gao Wen: "That's right, that's what I think too."

"Same··"

"Same··"

"Let's discuss it with Wang later. There must be other suitable solutions. At worst, we can just follow what Lord Mordred said and enjoy our retirement early."

With a "click," the door was pushed open, and there stood Shirou Emiya.

"Lord Emiya, we feel that the punishment for not being able to become a Knight of the Round Table is still somewhat..."

Before the speaker could finish speaking, he noticed that Shirou Emiya had raised his arm and was holding a medal in his palm.

"It has been decided. I cannot become a Knight of the Round Table. I appreciate your concern, but please don't make things too difficult for the King and me."

The crowd remained silent, their faces showing only speechlessness and eye-rolling.

So that's how it's done. Wang still admits it, but he just doesn't announce it to the public, right? That's acceptable then.

"Alright, whatever the king says goes. Since Minister Wei has made up his mind, let's do it this way."

"There's nothing we can do about it. You're the Minister of the Palace, and the capital has already made the decision."

"That's right, that's right, there's nothing we can do about it."

The topic suddenly shifted, leaving the young Mordred completely bewildered. What was the explanation?

He patted Galahad's great shield beside him and asked in a low voice, "Lord Galahad, what's wrong with everyone?"

Galahad replied, "What Lord Emiya was holding just now was the Order of the Knights of the Round Table."

Mordred: "Huh? Didn't you say..."

Galahad: "It's not important. It should be kept secret. Being king is still recognized."

Mordred knows the reason: the core of the Knights of the Round Table is the approval of the subjects, the approval of other knights, and the approval of the king and Merry.

Shirou Emiya fits all the criteria, and even if it's not publicly announced, he's still a 'Knight of the Round Table'.

"There's such a way to play? King Arthur gained everyone's approval, so if I also gain everyone's approval, am I practically King Arthur?"

A new formula popped into Mordred's mind, and she planned to ask Lord Emiya about it when she had time.

With everyone's worries relieved, all that remained was to await the King's announcement. Soon after, the King and Melly emerged, having read out the details of the punishment.

[Shirou Emiya has made a grave mistake and will be stripped of his title as a Knight of the Round Table. He will be forced to serve Camelot unconditionally for the next eight hundred years!]

The punishment was incredibly cruel; anyone who saw it would feel a shiver of fear. It was truly terrifying!

Not only are they stripped of their highest personal honors, but they're also forced to work for eight hundred years! That's terrifying!

Merry left with the announcement, and everyone dispersed. Artoria then slipped a piece of paper to Shirou Emiya.

[The punishment isn't over yet; you'll also be responsible for feeding the great King Arthur for the rest of your life! Furthermore, you owe the great King Arthur a favor!]

The note read like this. After reading it, Shirou Emiya smiled and nodded, then carefully put it away while the other person seemed a little nervous.

"No problem, leave the cooking to me~"

Emiya Shirou didn't think too much about it, assuming that the other person was still a glutton. Artoria was very happy to see that the other person had agreed, and her eyes were full of smiles.

Both of them have their own misunderstandings, but they won't be resolved for the time being. Perhaps one day in the future, their misunderstandings will turn into doubts.

Emiya Shirou's punishment was quickly announced and, with Merry's help, spread throughout the country at a terrifying speed.

"Has that guy gone mad?! He's throwing away his honor as a Knight of the Round Table???"

The few remaining nobles who were hiding in the back and not present were dumbfounded when they saw the person being punished. No, is this guy really that temperamental?

With this kind of punitive measure, there's no fear of the other party making excuses, since both sides are at fault, and if one side's punishment is reduced, the other side's punishment will definitely be reduced accordingly.

They are afraid of this situation, where they might turn around and throw all their honor and future to the ground. They don't even dare to think about what they, as the ones who started this, would have to pay!

"What should we do? Should we run? We feel like we can still escape if we run; I've already made contact with countries overseas."

Someone made the suggestion, and the others quickly agreed.

"We should leave immediately. Although the chances of them finding us are small, it's not impossible. If they really want to deal with us nationwide, we'll be caught sooner or later."

"Let's get out first! Let's get overseas first, take as much money as possible with us, and come back when the time is right!"

Without hesitation, those who were not so easy to find quickly packed their belongings and left. As for their land, castles, and the like, they sold them if they could, and if they couldn't, survival was a victory!

Those middle and lower nobles who had been captured and were unable to escape felt as if the sky had fallen.

The 'demon' truly lives up to its name; not only did it die itself, but it also dragged others down with it. It was utterly foolish.

They wanted to file a complaint, but the nobles above them forced them to do so, and they couldn't find anyone to complain to.

They knew the future was clear: only death awaited them.

It wasn't just the nobles who were upset by the announcement; other knights and the general public were equally distressed, especially those who had worked with Shirou Emiya.

"Isn't this going too far?"

They shared the same doubt; they knew their captain, and the answer they received was that it was Wei Gongqing's own choice.

"Even the King cannot interfere with Minister Wei's choice. You just need to wait for the result. Soon you will know why this was done."

The knights and the public were puzzled until the next six months.

"These 3698 former nobles attempted to overthrow Britain, and were also guilty of various crimes including malicious market control, violating national policies by enslaving others, arson, murder, and looting! The sentencing begins now!"

"Strip them of all rights! Dedicate their lives to labor! Confiscate all assets! Compensate the victims' families as appropriate! If one generation dies, the compensation will be extended to three to five generations, depending on the circumstances!"

The crowd kneeling in the square was assumed to be composed of noble old men, who were powerful figures.

But at this moment, they are the laughingstock of the crowd they despise, and something to boast about.

The best torment after enjoying rights is not death, but becoming a lower class and being forced to work, while at the same time building the country. How worthwhile!

On the day of the sentencing, several other things happened, such as the complete disappearance of slavery, the invalidation of all previous contracts, and the invalidation of land that had been taken away by various means.

It's raining, and this is what sadness feels like.

The sky has cleared; this is the light of the future.

Volume 1: Chapter 61. Gareth, become the standard of knights! (4k)

A year has passed in the blink of an eye.

The effects of the war continue, not only domestically but also in the South.

Emiya Shirou did not leave his original post, continuing to shine there. Mordred was not by his side either, having gone south with the king to suppress bandits.

On this day, Gawain found Emiya Shirou again, his face beaming with smiles.

"What's up? Are you so happy about being nominated for Knights of the Round Table that you want to grab a drink with me?"

"No, it's more like..."

Gawain scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed, and turned to the doorway: "There's something I'd like to trouble you with, Lord Emiya. I have a younger sister. Gareth, please come in!"

With the same cheerful temperament as Gawain, the same hair color as Gawain, and a slightly longer hairstyle, a somewhat shy yet earnest girl tried her best not to be intimidated as she stepped into the door and walked stiffly like a robot to Shirou Emiya.

"Emiya...Emiya...Shirou-sama! I am Gareth! I am an apprentice knight!"

(Bowing): "Please take good care of me!"

younger sister?

Emiya Shirou smiled with interest, while Gawain beside him beamed. Having many younger brothers, this was the first time he'd had a younger sister, and such a cute one at that! It felt wonderful!

"Gareth, is it?"

Emiya Shirou twirled the pen and paper in his hand and asked.

Gareth's body trembled, and he straightened his back: "Yes!"

"Does 'take good care of me' mean you want me to look after you? To arrange a job for you?"

Shirou Emiya wanted to play a trick on Gareth, but Gareth trembled again and shook his head repeatedly.

"No, I'm not a knight yet. Brother Gawain just brought me here. There's no need for any arrangements, since I'm not even a knight."

"···"

After a moment of silence in the room, Shirou Emiya spoke up: "You're a bit silly."

Gareth: "Hey!"

"By the way, how's your combat talent? You didn't just inherit Gawain's goofiness in that area, did you?"

Gawain, an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire: "Sigh!"

When asked about the fight, Gareth scratched his cheek and said, "Well, I'm really weak, sorry..."

weak?

Emiya Shirou looked at Gawain, then thought of the guy's other younger brothers, well... how bad could they be?

"Aren't you a bit too confident? Then what do you mean, Gao Wen? How do you plan for me to make arrangements?"

His gaze shifted to Gao Wen, who pondered for a moment before speaking.

"To be honest, I don't know what Gareth is up to, but I know it's definitely good to be next to you."

Is this a place specifically for taking care of children?

Emiya Shirou retorted mercilessly, his gaze returning to Gareth: "Gareth...sir, what are your dreams?"

Gareth didn't react to the change in address, while Gawain, who was beside him, landed with worry, seemingly relieved that everything was alright.

"dream?"

The girl tilted her head, her chubby face full of confusion, a sight that made Shirou Emiya frown.

What's wrong with this family? When we first met them, they all seemed to have never received any education. Their dreams and goals were like those of a few-year-old child.