Chapter 4:

I ignore it because I override it.

Because I am tired of it, I am lonely.

The king named Gilgamesh, his life was made up of self-confidence and loneliness. From the arrogance of the first king to the panic at the end of his life.

He never lived as a 'human' in his entire life.

So.

Neither understood nor intended to understand. At all times, he simply imposes his will on others and makes it king.

“……”

Is that really fun? Who knows...... But only one thing is certain: at least such a life will not be boring.

Challengers, vanities, betrayers, loyalists.

Sitting on the throne and looking down, under the light of the name 'Hero King', the so-called various things of life are far more wonderful than the world before his death.

Yes, that's what Gilgamesh wants.

For him, who boasted of having 'had it all': the lives of clowns are the most interesting things.

So, just act like a mad king. Just let everyone have a strong feeling and present the play to themselves.

Whether it's scorned, hated, cursed, calculated—Gilgamesh doesn't care, because otherwise, things wouldn't be too boring.

"O minister, for your sake as you serve me with the manners of a courtier, the Holy Grail will be given to you. ”

Lie to you.

"But remember, don't disturb the king's entertainment. ”

Still lying to you.

"Got it?"

Sinking his body into the soft sofa, the golden king even became lazy in his voice.

Holding the wine and glass lightly, a trace of cruelty flowed through his red eyes. Looking at the respectful man in front of him, the king's heart was full of banter.

"Yes, your Majesty has taken it to heart. ”

Is it really in mind? Or is it just a disguise? At the critical moment, even if it doesn't go according to his own will, can Tosaka really obey his orders and not disturb himself?

I can't do it.

Or of course not.

For Gilgamesh, Tosaka's safety was meaningless. It's true that it's your own master, but so what?

Substitutes can always be found, and there will be no problem in this world where it can be difficult to catch the hero king.

It doesn't matter if Tosaka is killed in front of his eyes, as long as the reason and process are interesting enough. But would Shi Chen think so?

Definitely not.

At this time, you will have to use the command spell, and then you will tear up the disguise.

The king's courtier—this disguised reverence is worthless in the end.

'Are you that stupid?'

The Hero King guessed with interest, but there was no fluctuation on his face.

"So, is there anything else you want to say? But it's okay Shi Chen, I'm in a good mood right now, and this kind of opportunity is quite rare. ”

"I am grateful, my majesty happens to have a plan. ”

"Tell me about it. ”

"Yes...... Come here, Qili. ”

Shi Chen bowed gracefully, and then turned around slightly.

Hearing the call of his teacher, a young man with a calm face met the eyes of the Hero King.

"Huh?"

That was the Celestial Rite of Grace: the one who had hunted the Humanists a few years ago, loyally hunting the Agents of Heresy. He was also an assistant to Tosaka Toshitomi in recent years, and came for the Holy Grail War.

And just two days ago, Qili, who was devoted to Shi Chen's door, had already completed the summoning one step ahead.

The job agent is the natural Assassin, but the summoned is not the Assassin.

I don't know what went wrong, and even Tosaka Tokitomi of the Imperial Three Family didn't figure it out. In short, at the end of the summons, it was not any generation of 'Hassan' who appeared in front of Qili, but a man dressed in Roman costume and looking above board.

"Please introduce to you, this is the minister's disciple and the assistant of this Holy Grail War, Yan Feng Qili. ”

"That's not all you want to say, isn't it? Hey, Shi Chen, your disciple is also a contestant?"

"Yes—"

"Let me explain that. ”

Shi Chen's words were interrupted.

De-spiritualization, like a scholar more than an assassin...... No, the Assassin, who wasn't an assassin at all, emerged from the sky.

With a confident smile on his face, he walked towards the Hero King, ignoring Tosaka's surprised gaze.

"I have a plan, would you like to hear about it?"

……

……

What is faith?

A long time ago, the girl asked the teacher a question.

Why do people die, why do flowers thank, why do dynasties always change, why are people never happy?

That's what the teacher said to him at that time.

Because life is perishable, because the splendor is limited, because the sages are difficult to pass on, because greed is infinite.

People without faith are easily driven by profit, and in the face of never-ending profits, they will put a price on everything in front of them – even their own conscience.

When you don't have meat, you just want to eat meat, you scoff at expensive luxuries, you will be troubled when you have meat, you start to be picky about taste and quality, and when you are richer, you start to pursue delicacies, carefully calculate your purse, and always want to enjoy more.

And so the disagreement arose.

Vegetarians can't understand people who eat meat, people who walk can't understand people who drive, and even if they enjoy the delicacies of the mountains and seas and have famous cars and mansions, some people still don't understand: why do people live better than me, why are the prices of luxury goods so high?

Incomprehensible, so unforgivable.

As long as he is doing better than me, as long as he can enjoy things that I can't understand, then he's wrong.

Look at things with your own standards – this is where arrogance and jealousy are born.

A mansion, a luxury car, a watch, a good pair of shoes, a good bottle of wine.

It must be corruption, it must be exploitation, it must be vanity, it must be selfishness.

People are not equal, so disagreements are inevitable.

But people of faith are not like that: if they have faith that is higher than everything else and that is above values, then the situation is much better.

Those who believe in the gods will obey the will of God, communists will love the collective, and as long as there is a 'hope' that is higher than all interests, then there will be a consensus among people.

So what exactly is faith?

The answer is trust.

Listen with your ears, think with your heart, and if you still feel credible after that, that it is good, that it is right, that you should defend and prove with your life—then that is your faith.

"That's fine. ”

Throw away the chalk in your hand and pat the dirty gloves. Atil opened the note again and confirmed the structure of the summoning array - there were no problems, all the details were perfect.

Then, the only thing to do is to summon. Cut your index finger with a knife and let the blood drip downward.

With a dull pain, the girl's magic circuit began to activate.

The mantra that has been practiced dozens of times comes out of the mouth. The magic follows the lines of the chalk, forming a huge ring.

Come on.

Etiel's heart was full of confidence.

The props that had been prepared were placed in the center of the ring: a biography, a bound book that smelled of ink.

There is no mystery at all, and it is naturally nonsense to say that it is a hero's holy relic.

But no problem.

Limited to Etiel's goal, limited to 'that one hero', this book alone is sufficient.

"Blessings for the Future"

It is the story of a knight who did not see the ideal world until he died, but who was always convinced of its coming.

After thousands of years of singing and waiting, this expectation and blessing has passed through countless obstacles and finally been realized in modern times.

His wishes.

His blessings.

His ideals.

His spirit.

There is no better holy relic than this.

So—

"—Emerge through the Wheel of Inhibition——!"

The light tore through the array, and in the midst of it, something invisible was becoming tangible. A violent wind swept through everything, making a hunting sound in the notes in Atiel's hand.

"—Guardian of Libra!"

Just for a moment.

The wind has dispersed and the flames have risen. In the slight smell of burning, a clear male voice continued the sound of the wind that had suddenly extinguished.

“ServentBersaker…… Are you my master?"

In the moonlight, there was a knight with a sword of fire in his hand.