Chapter 193: The New City Lord
Accompanied by the girl's awe-inspiring words, a huge invisible pressure fell on Baye's head, which was the spirit of a king that could not be disobeyed!
"Your Majesty, your subordinates will never dare!"
Baye's face turned pale, and he fell to his knees, almost collapsing on the spot as if his bones had been removed.
"Artoria, you scared him." I said helplessly.
"......" The girl looked away in silence.
"Don't worry, Artoria isn't in a very good mood today, she's not like that usual."
With a wry smile in my heart, I could only step forward and gently pick up Baye, who was trembling all over.
"Lord Emiya, you're really not an ordinary person. You're an idol to all men. β
Looking at the blonde girl behind me with trepidation, Baye's eyes looked full of sincere admiration.
"Ahem, Baye, I'll make sure now, how big is the area you can control at the moment?"
Coughing lightly, I quickly changed the subject.
"My gang is the largest in the city, controlling about two-thirds of the underground area, including here, and the corresponding residents are under my protection." Baye thought for a moment before continuing, "The remaining one-third of the area is controlled by the city lord, and the small gangs he has planted continue to provide him with funds to generate income......
"That city lord is no longer the city lord now, and he has disappeared forever along with his noble title and territory." The girl said in a calm voice.
Baye was dumbfounded.
ββ¦β¦ Thank you, Artoria. I reached out and stroked the girl's smooth blonde hair, "Anyway, you didn't reveal your true identity, did you?" β
"There's no need, I'm using the spare coat of arms from the round table in the early years." The girl did not resist, and stood there and let me do anything to her hair.
"I see." I nodded knowingly.
As mentioned earlier, every British Knight has its own unique coat of arms, and the Knights of the Round Table are no exception to their existence.
The coat of arms of the Knights of the Round Table is made of twigs that are said to have been taken from Avalon, the land of fairies, and it has a faint warmth in your hand. They are made to look like brown round tables on the outside, and on the inside are a blue gem with the emblem of each knight engraved on it.
Extremely rare materials, coupled with Camelot's extremely strict punishment for counterfeiting heraldry, the appearance of a coat of arms belonging to the Knight of the Round Table in Britain is basically equivalent to the Knight of the Round Table coming personally!
It is well known that the Knights of the Round Table had great power in Britain, and even the appointment and dismissal of officials in local towns was a matter of one sentence.
Because of this understanding, the officials of all parts of Britain except Camelot, from the lord of the city to the captain, all respected the Knights of the Round Table and served them with trepidation, for fear of arousing the other party's dissatisfaction.
Each Knights of the Round Table has their own coat of arms, except for one.
The master of the round table, the king of the knights.
The king's position is supreme, and naturally he cannot use the same rank of coat of arms as the knights.
In fact, the king did not need a coat of arms to prove his identity at all.
The golden crown on his head is the best proof that he is admired by all people!
Therefore, if you usually wear private clothes, there is no effective way for girls to prove their identity even if they want to.
Fortunately, the round table has a spare coat of arms.
The exterior material is exactly the same, except that there is no grain in the center of the sapphire.
That would prove that the host was a member of the Round Table, but would not identify him.
Spare coats of arms are usually given to knights who have just joined the Round Table and have not yet had time to inscribe their unique coat of arms.
In addition, occasionally the Knights of the Round Table carry a spare sigil on secret missions in case they need it.
This time she left Camelot, and under the repeated persuasion of Bedwell, the girl reluctantly put a spare coat of arms into her arms.
Unexpectedly, it really came in handy here!
"Artoria, do you have any plans for the new city lord?" Gathering my thoughts, I asked instead.
The city lord was withdrawn, and the kind of incompetent people who not only failed to protect the people, but brought them endless suffering, should have been severely punished a long time ago.
But the new lord must be established as soon as possible, otherwise the city will not be able to function properly.
"Frankly, I do have several suitable candidates in mind, but in order to cooperate with Shirou's plan, I have decided to leave the appointment of the new castle lord to you." The girl smiled slightly, and then fell silent.
"Please, I can't do it at all in terms of personnel arrangements...... Can't you implement it according to Artoria's idea? "The palm caressed the girl's soft cheek, and my heart was very helpless.
"No, didn't we say that in the future, Camelot's political affairs will be handed over to Shirou, and I will be in charge of military affairs?" The girl shook her head slightly, as if she was obviously planning to die.
"Alas...... Doesn't it work anyway? I grabbed the girl's head and asked with a sigh.
"Nope." The girl pouted.
"Looks like there's no way to do it......"
Muttering, my gaze met the girl's pink lips.
"Shirou, you...... What are you going to do? β
Noticing my gaze, the girl seemed to feel something.
The snow-white cheeks were red, the clear blue eyes were in a panic, and the slender body struggled slightly.
However, before the girl could break free of control, I had already attacked first.
"Chirpβ"
Their lips pressed against each other's faces, hot snorts spitting on each other's faces.
I put one hand on the back of the girl's head, and the other on her slender back.
In this way, her body was forcibly fixed by me, and she could not break free.
"Hmm-"
A seemingly disgruntled protest rang out from deep in the girl's throat, but it quickly vanished along with the faint struggle.
Her graceful arms hugged my waist tightly, and she responded positively to my request.
It lingered for half a minute before the feeling of suffocation forced us to separate for a while.
"Whew...... Whew......"
The girl gasped a little quickly, her cheeks were hot, and the hair on her forehead was a little messy.
Seeing the girl's appearance, I was also a little worried.
Artoria ...... Are you okay...... Forehead ......"
However, before the words fell, he was blocked by the latter's fierce glare.
"Why did you attack me suddenly! Didn't notice that anyone else was watching? β
Pinching her waist with one hand and leaning over slightly, the girl deliberately said angrily.
ββ¦β¦β
Oh no, this action is so cute that it fouls!
The suppressed flame in my heart rose again.
"Artoria, let's do it again!"
"Huh? No, I ...... Hmmm......"