Displaying the Treasury

No one knew what Allen and Princess Lana had discussed, much less what kind of agreement they had reached.

But just one day later, the Kingdom Delegation left Yar'kilantir and began its journey back to the Royal Capital.

Watching the lavishly decorated carriage gradually disappear at the end of the main road, Artoria finally could not help asking, "Allen, are you sure you want to do this? Isn't it a little too despicable?"

"Despicable?" Allen smiled and shook his head. "No! We're saving nine million commoners oppressed by the decaying noble class at the cost of the fewest possible casualties. Besides, isn't the crown what you desire most deep down? Though you say you've let go of your past obsession, you still feel unwilling to accept it, don't you? Trust me. Only by saving and remaking this country can you truly emerge from those painful, despairing memories."

"Y-You... How do you know that?!" Saber stared at him in shock.

At this moment, she felt as though she were standing naked before him without a stitch of clothing, every secret and thought laid bare.

"Don't forget, I'm your Master. I know very well what you have experienced. Some things cannot simply be let go because you say so. You need to do something to make up for that subconscious guilt. So go ahead and do it. I believe you won't stumble in the same place twice." Allen gently patted the girl's shoulder in encouragement.

There was no need to ask. He intended to use Princess Lana, the mole, to have Artoria disguise herself as a man once again and ascend the throne as the King's illegitimate son.

The process would be quite simple as well.

First, he would find a way to eliminate the two Princes with inheritance rights. Then he