Chapter 125

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Days passed by like this.

Other than the fact that the servants in the estate were becoming more and more respectful towards him, there seemed to be no difference from usual.

Although things may have seemed unchanged, Shirou couldn't help but notice a few noticeable differences. For one, there was a daily crowd of knights and town residents who would surround the estate, shouting and asking to see him. If he didn't know any better, he would think he had done something terrible.

To address this, Shirou took it upon himself to not only offer comfort and encouragement to the townspeople, but also deliver impassioned speeches denouncing Vortigern's treacherous behavior, promoting his own ideals, and rallying support by wielding the Caliburn.

By this point, there wasn't a soul in town who didn't know the name "Arthur." No matter where Shirou went, he was greeted by the sound of people shouting his name. Artoria believed that this was the epitome of an ideal king.

According to the normal succession process, Shirou should have waited for Sir Ywain to arrive and then followed him to Camelot to assume the throne without having to go through so much trouble.

However, Shirou did not follow the normal procedure and instead took the initiative to build up his reputation. By the time Sir Ywain arrived, Shirou had already rallied the majority of the townspeople to his cause.

Although there were those who didn't agree with Shirou, most people had been won over by his cause. Even those who didn't share his views didn't dare to stir up trouble in the face of the overwhelming support for him.

Every single day, Shirou delivered captivating speeches that never failed to inspire those around him. Initially, his words held great power and moved people deeply. However, as time went on, his speeches continued to resonate, even among those who had heard them before. Surprisingly, the listeners remained fully engaged and inspired, their spirits rejuvenated with youthful vitality and a renewed sense of hope. This was something Merlin couldn't help but envy.

Merlin had to admit, Shirou's way with words was truly remarkable. While he couldn't help but be impressed by Shirou's abilities, there was also a small twinge of jealousy that crept into Merlin's thoughts.

For Shirou, however, this was all just par for the course. Though he still felt a little nervous when speaking in public, he was no longer afraid to do so. However, when it came to being crowned king and doing all that a ruler should, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of hesitation.

After all, this was his first time being a king, and the situation that Britain was facing could hardly be described as "optimistic." It was an incredibly difficult time to be taking on such a role.

In some ways, the challenge of being crowned king was similar to that of participating in the Fourth Holy Grail War. The difference was that while the Holy Grail War tested an individual's combat strength and personal strategy, the struggle for the throne tested one's leadership and comprehensive qualities.

He had graduated from the Fourth Holy Grail War, but in terms of the struggle for the throne, he was a complete novice.

The key difference was Shirou's mentality. During the Fourth Holy Grail War, he had only thought of running away and had resorted to self-deception and unsavory tactics. However, now that he was faced with the upcoming war for the throne, he made the active choice to confront it head-on.

This was a sign of growth on Shirou's part!

In addition, Artoria had been displaying some peculiar behavior lately. Though she remained a loyal guardian to him, she frequently retrieved a notebook from her pocket and diligently jotted down something while observing him. It was a behavior that he found somewhat intriguing.

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