Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

"Okay, I'll look for you in a bit."

Morgan left, leaving only Shirou Emiya and Chief Amane in the room.

"Tsk, the enemy is the five major clans again? I really don't understand, why do they have to fight?"

Chief Yu stood up, took a lollipop out of his pocket, opened the wrapper, put it in his mouth, took a few steps, and sat down on the table.

Okay, it's not that hard to understand. After all, they don't have it as easy as I do. Someone helps me weather the ravages of time, someone pampers me and makes me happy, I can do whatever makes me happy, and someone will cover for me if I make a mistake. There's good food, fun things to do...

"Well, I can understand that. There's nothing else to do besides fighting, so what else is there to do in this situation?"

"However, I still despise it."

As the Rain Clan Chief spoke, he pulled out a lollipop and tossed it to Shirou Emiya: "This is an apology. By the way, may I lick your pectoral muscles?"

"I got a lot of good stuff from the Creation Fairy. The pectoral muscles on it are pretty good, but none of them are as strong as yours, so your pectoral muscles must be really good. Can I take a look? I'd love to lick them."

Emiya Shirou said with a dark face, "You're quite polite, but I'll have to decline. Take a break for a bit, and we'll work together after I bring Morgan back."

"It's been so long since we worked together~ I miss it~"

"Just don't cause any trouble."

Is licking your helmet considered causing trouble?

"Calculate."

"Okay~"

Volume 1: Chapter 84. Morgan: Wouldn't it be better to be my little brother? (4k)

On the border of this island nation, a majestic castle stands, the island's walls, the first gate, and the strongest defense.

Looking up, the open space outside the city gate has been cleared, clearly intended to be the main battlefield.

As the city gates opened, numerous figures intertwined, including fairies and humans, each carrying supplies to various locations.

Despite the large number of figures intertwined, everything was orderly and not a single accident occurred.

"Hurry! The magic cannon and its equipment must proceed to the designated location immediately! Where are the shells? When will they arrive?"

The torrent flowed from the city all the way to the main territories, forming a vast waterway for supplies.

"They're already on their way! The magic cannon core will arrive within five days; everything is going according to plan!"

"Are there enough war supplies? If so, write a report and I'll go get them!"

"Fairy Knights! Inspect and maintain your weapons and armor! One inspection per day from now on!"

"Food! Food! Send more food! We've been eating well these past few days! I'll personally demonstrate the dishes taught to me by the White Knight leader!"

Amidst the cacophony of shouts and the scrambled paths, everyone and every fairy was busy with their own tasks while exchanging information with their companions.

The gaze moves upward to the highest room of the border castle, where two figures stand by the window, looking down.

"Hmph~ What's wrong? These are all children of my clan, aren't they wonderful!"

Maeve spoke proudly, arms crossed, radiating arrogance.

"Indeed excellent, worthy of being my subjects."

Morgan nodded in agreement, but what he said annoyed Maeve.

"What do you mean 'your subjects'? They are my subjects! Don't get it wrong!"

Morgan tilted his head in confusion: "So what? Aren't you my subject? Sigh, we've been dealing with each other for two thousand years, and you're still so stubborn."

“This is not stubbornness, it’s a matter of principle. I am the queen of the island clan.”

Maeve stretched out her fingers and carefully counted them. After two thousand years of getting to know each other, she already knew about the other's responsibilities, her identity as a fairy in Paradise, and her obsession with Britain.

But this needs to be clearly distinguished, after all, she doesn't want to become Morgan's underling.

Morgan ignored the other party's earnest arguments, waving his hand and saying, "It's alright, the island belongs to Britain."

"Oh dear! I belong to a king of a different surname, and the island belongs to Britain, but I am not your subordinate! At most..."

Maeve, hands on her hips: "At most, I'm just the White Knight's lackey!"

Morgan was displeased when the other party shifted the topic to the White Knight. For the past two thousand years, the other party had been more like the King of Britain than she had been. The feeling of having her treasure stolen was not pleasant, but her high level of affection for him left her with no choice.

Ugh, so annoying!

But as the Queen of Britain, she couldn't afford to lose, so she rolled her eyes and said, "So what? You want to conquer the territories of the five major clans and develop them to steal the White Knights away?"

"Oh! Why did I do this? How could I steal my master? I'm a good fairy!"

Bubbles were popping up everywhere behind Maeve, making Morgan's eyebrows twitch. You can't hide your thoughts at all.

"Stop pretending, I know you too well."

Maeve thought about it and chuckled, "I won't do that. My master hates starting unnecessary wars and doesn't like pointless loss of life, so I won't actively expand outwards."

"My responsibility behind the island is to expand marine fishing, aquaculture, and the cultivation of new fruits and grains. That's all I need to do."

What did all the commotion outside have to do with her? All she wanted was to complete her mission, guard her own little corner of the world, and maybe receive some recognition and encouragement from her master—a few pats on the head would be enough for her.

The territories of the five major clans? Only a fool would want to go near that wretched pit in the middle!

"What about you?"

The thought of being patted on the head and praised by her master in the future brought a happy smile to Maeve's face as she rested her chin on her hand and looked at Morgan.

"And you, Your Majesty, what do you intend to do?"

Unlike Maeve, the ruler of the island, whose territory was intact, Morgan's territory had never been intact. She kept saying that she was the Queen of Britain, but she hadn't even completely subdued her territory, so what kind of queen was she?

Morgan's eyes gleamed: "No rush. It's understandable that there are too many fools in the five major clans. Rule is easy, but changing them will require a lot of effort. We're not ready yet. Let's wait a bit longer."

They never forgot, never forgot, their goal: to bring Britain under their control.

But just as Maeve feared, Morgan was also worried about the White Knight's opinion. She knew that if she spoke of wanting to rule Britain, the White Knight would definitely help her.

But this is not the scene she wanted to see; she wanted to see unification achieved through her own efforts.

Miss Morgan also wanted to receive praise from the White Knight...

"No rush, my plan is to proceed steadily."

Fairies and humans were busy outside the window, while the two kings watched them from high above, also responsible for security.

While the island's border was bustling with activity, in the northern Rain Clan territory, Shirou Emiya and his adjutant Rain easily finished their tasks when a fairy came in to deliver a message.

"Boss! Clan Chief! Other clan fairies are requesting an audience! It's the Mirror Clan and the Wind Clan!"

The two were surprised to hear that other clan fairies had arrived. They hadn't communicated for so many years, what were they doing here all of a sudden?

Buying things? But aren't there caravans that do that? Selling things? Why not just sell to the caravans?

Could it be an invitation to attack the Northern Fairy Clan of the island? That can't be right; we don't have any relationship or communication, so why would we ask them to do something like that?

Emiya Shirou: "Where are they?"

"Outside the outermost city gate!"

"...I'll go with Chief Yu to see what's going on."

Let's go take a look. After all, they're a fairy customer.

Outside the outermost gate of the Rain Clan's city, several fairies looked up at the hundred-meter-high city wall.

"It's so magnificent and spectacular. No wonder the previous clan chiefs wanted this land. It's certainly something the fairies like."

"Ahem, tone it down a bit, those fairies are starting to look at us strangely."

My companion reminded me that the city gate guards looked really fierce.

"Oh, it's alright. We're not here to cause trouble. We just need to hand over the information to the person in charge. I just don't know if we can go inside and have a look around. I heard there are a lot of good things inside."

His companion shook his head: "The chances are slim, after all, the relationships between our clans aren't very good."

Several fairies were chatting normally when they suddenly saw two fairies walk out of the city gate. One was a blue-haired fairy, and the other was a fairy in pure white armor.

Remembering the information about their boss, they reminded each other and quickly stood at attention.

"You two are the White Knight and the Rain Clan Chief. We are envoys from the Mirror Clan and the Wind Clan. We are here today because our clan chief has some information he wishes to convey. We hope you two will give us a reply."

Two of the fairies stepped forward, each handing out a letter.

Emiya Shirou and the Rain Clan Chief exchanged a glance, then simultaneously opened the document to view it, and after reading it, they exchanged their views.

"I understand. We will not participate in this war. Take this reply back with you."

The envelopes were handed back one after another, and Emiya Shirou spoke up.

"Alright, then we won't disturb you two any longer."

"Well, be careful on the road."

Emiya Shirou and the Rain Clan Chief turned and left without extending an invitation, and the fairies departed with regret.

After passing through the city gate, instead of flying into the air to return directly, I strolled along the roads of the planting area, my eyes filled with various crops and my nostrils filled with their unique fragrances.

"What do you think? The Wind Clan is inviting us to attack the island clan fairies, while at the same time they are secretly trying to ease tensions with us."

"Stand and watch, what other way can we watch?"

Chief Yu reached out and plucked a few ripe fruits, handing them to the person beside him.

"Let the five clans do whatever they want, I'm not going to get involved. Just following you is good enough."

What a joke! Asking her to give up her good life to join their ranks and cause trouble? Only a fool would do that.

"What about the apology letter written by the Mirror Clan Chief himself? How do you plan to respond?"

"...That guy."

A hint of conflict appeared on the Rain Clan Chief's face. The longer he spent with Emiya Shirou, the more human he became, and being human meant possessing unnecessary emotions.

Two thousand years later, Chief Yu feels a pang of inner conflict as he thinks about whether to give his former friend a second chance.

"To be honest, I'm very worried. I'm worried that this time, being soft-hearted will become the fuse that destroys everything."

With a helpless sigh, he said, "I know all too well how wicked those demons are. I don't want to take that risk."

After careful consideration, Chief Yu shook his head and refused, saying that it was better not to cause trouble during good times, otherwise things would get really bad if the good times were over.

"I do feel that it's worth trying to make contact."

Emiya Shirou offered a different perspective.

“I’ve spied on other clan fairies, and there are indeed many brainless and crazy guys, but there are also many individuals who just want to live earnestly. I feel that those fairies are worth trying to win over. Those who are capable don’t need to watch their fellow fairies get stuck in the quagmire.”

"···"

These words seemed to shock the Rain Clan Chief, whose blue eyes stared at the White Knight's cheek, as if he could see through the armor to the person behind him.

"Soft-hearted fool, rational fool, idiot, you're going to get into trouble easily. If one day in the future you're required to pay any price, you'll definitely do it without hesitation, absolutely!"

Chief Rain poked at the armor with his finger, muttering incessantly.

"No, you said you're being rational, which means I won't mess around. Not messing around is a victory."

Emiya Shirou didn't seem to care at all, and instead said...

"However, we need to study how to do it carefully. We can discuss it since we have some free time these days."

"Heh, haven't you already done it? Why do we need to discuss it?"

Chief Yu sneered.

"Did you notice?"

Emiya Shirou was even more surprised than before.

"The Red-Haired Fairy Gang, huh? Please, I am the patriarch of the Rain Clan. If I couldn't find out about something like this, I would be too incompetent."

Emiya Shirou scratched his head: "Alright, you win. Don't talk nonsense. I'm still testing it out."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I won't say anything nonsense~ So, what's the reward? Can I lick your pectoral muscles?"

"No, let's change the reward to helping the Mirror Clan integrate and making you less lonely, okay?"

"Tsk, I still wanted to recreate a famous scene from the manga..."

"no!"