In the depths of despair, Shirou's voice came from beside her. "Hey, I told you, you can't beat me. Call me big brother, and I'll give it back."
How humiliating. But if she didn't say it, she wouldn't get the things in the treasury back. As a king, she still kept her word.
"Hmph. What I bestowed upon you is yours to take."
Shirou looked at Gilles de Rais with some pity. Tsundere was a disease.
"Then, great Gilles de Rais—ah, King of Heroes—I'll return all the wealth you bestowed upon me. I only need a little money from it."
Gilgamesh immediately became even more wary.
He had just made her humiliatingly call him big brother, and now he was acting all righteous, saying he didn't want her wealth? There had to be a catch.
"No."
Shirou looked at Gilgamesh, a little surprised. She actually had that much backbone now? She wouldn't even take it if he returned it directly? Was she planning to earn her own wealth through hard work now?
Since she had learned the great spirit that labor was most glorious, Shirou could only respectfully comply.
"Then please give me the Gate of Babylon."
Gilgamesh looked awkwardly at Shirou, then at the endless treasures within her treasury.
She really couldn't bear to part with them!
"So, are you giving it to me or not? Don't tell me the mighty King of Heroes is backing down now?" Shirou raised an eyebrow.
Gilgamesh felt utterly humiliated. How had she gotten carried away enough to play a luck-based game with Shirou when she was guaranteed to lose? If they had played some other video game, she would still have been confident.
Forget it, maybe she should just give it to him—
"Call me big brother once, and I won't take