“Then let me do the honour of removing myself out of your sight,” He seemed to be in a good mood raising her hope in an escape without bloodshed. “If I work hard it is not to gain your attention, I’m after the Holy Grail not the respect of another King.” Least of all a tyrant such as Gilgamesh.
Saber lowers her sword but doesn’t move away just yet. “I have no interest in fighting you right now unless you force my hand, Archer. Decide.”
“Hum~” The King of Heroes hummed to himself, he was certainly feeling joyful today. He didn’t know why but he just assumed seeing Saber’s face put him in a better mood or the fact that bullying her is far too easy. Perhaps that. “Ah, but you are interested in fighting me in the future.” The way Gilgamesh stated it sounded like a solid fact.
“I’m honor, Saber~”













