Inside the magnificent castle of Orkney County, the former King Lot has abdicated, making way for the exclusive palace of King Arthur, Artoria.
On the flawless round table crafted by the fairies.
A circle of knights adorned in luxurious armor passionately discusses various matters.
This is the new Knights of the Round Table assembled by Artoria from the talented and exceptional individuals among the Celts.
As the last glimmer before the decline of the age of gods, the current Celts are almost all capable warriors, each able to stand alone, making it challenging for the Saxon people to advance their front lines.
Even though their numbers are superior, they are facing opponents who are ten times stronger.
Faced with the intelligence received from the enemy territory, the knights feel an inexplicable confusion.
"This is their... farming pamphlet. Our reconnaissance knights stole it from a village on the border. It seems that each village has been given a book by the so-called 'Farming Promoter.' If they can't understand it, they can seek assistance to interpret the content."
"Where do they get so much canvas? Uh... the material quality of this canvas seems a bit too crude. A gentle tear and it seems like it's about to rip apart."
"Can this be called art? In my opinion, it tarnishes the essence of painting."
"Let me see, it details... knowledge of farming? Plowing? Fertilizing? Timing for watering? Also, pest control?"
"...Huh? Why bother drawing this? What's the use of farming well? Britannia, our land of abundance, has never lacked food."
"They seem to be popularizing... literacy education? And something called... 'qualification exams'?"
"It's perplexing. What's the meaning of going through the trouble of teaching the people to read and write, and conducting 'qualification exams'? They are wasting time on farming, how are they going to pay tribute to the local nobles, provide textiles, and forge armor? Everyone knows that those uncivilized people don't understand any etiquette and can't sing elegant poems."
"Oh, sorry, the son of the White Dragon on the other side seems to have completely abolished the aristocracy noble. Now the entire country only listens to him..."
"Ha?! What did you say...?!"
"What a foolish move! Does he see inheritance as nothing?! Is he trying to restore slavery?!"
"Forgive my bluntness, but how will we support the production of knights? We all know that only noble families with the glory of inheritance can provide a good combat environment for future generations!"
"Nobility is the cornerstone of a country! We are taught to be elegant and composed; we adhere to the spirit of knighthood. We, as knights, lead the people because we have the ability! The common people cannot handle these complex matters!"
"As for those so-called 'officials'... they say they can't inherit, can they have any loyalty to the king?"
"How can ancestral traditions change? Are we expecting the common people to sustain a country? We all know how cunning those commoners can be!"
"I think we don't need to attack the son of the White Dragon tonight! These ridiculous, backward measures will make them collapse on their own..."
"..."
Watching these new Knight of the Round Table members fervently discussing, it seems that the imminent collapse of the opposing kingdom is at hand.
One-armed Agravain sits at the edge of the round table, sighing sadly.
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Fate/Ultimate Antagonist
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