Just firing that arrow had already involved a fair bit of luck.
You might have thought Shirou had been holding up his bow after the shot to show off with a zanshin pose, but in reality, he was so exhausted that he couldn't even lower his arm.
Shirou would never let his enemy know how dire his condition was. Naturally, he couldn't show any cowardice in front of Saber, either.
"Because... there's no need."
The red-haired boy said calmly, "Even if I killed you as you are now, I wouldn't feel any joy."
"..."
Everyone who had witnessed the battle held their breath, staring intently at the Golden King's face.
It was like the calm before a storm, or the deepest darkness before sunrise.
Something big was coming—
"...Ha."
Gilgamesh suddenly covered his face and leaned backward.
"Hahahaha! Hahahahaha! Hahahahahahahahaha!"
The Golden King burst into laughter.
"?"
Everyone couldn't help wondering: Had the haughty Gilgamesh finally gone mad after his enemy left a scar on his cheek?
After laughing wildly for a full thirty seconds, Gilgamesh composed himself.
"Ha... I see. So that's how it is.
"Regardless of whether you have a child's or an adult's body, you've been giving it your all from the very beginning. Am I the only one who failed to understand that?"
The King of Heroes... had realized it.
The red-haired boy had provoked and mocked him again and again, even going so far as to join forces with Saber...
All those actions had actually been efforts to force him to fight at full strength.
There were many who felt "fear," "shock," "trepidation," or "adoration" in the presence of the King of Heroes' power, but very few could understand that the might of the King's power went beyond that.
As for someone who felt "unsatisfied,"