Shirou's Grand Heroic Saga

"Hmph, mongrel. This time, I shall forgive your insolence. Consider these weapons your punishment." Caster smiled in satisfaction. "Not bad. I know, and I know exactly where they are being held—behind the door guarded by Lancer behind you. Now, go question Amakusa Shirou."

This was somewhat beyond Rider's expectations. He had thought Gilgamesh would say nothing, or use him for amusement, but he had actually laid everything out in full?

Gilgamesh had indeed wanted to use Rider for amusement, and had even planned to toy with the other Red Faction Servants. He very much wanted to see how Amakusa Shirou would handle this crisis.

Hopefully, he would provide some interesting answers. Otherwise—

He would have no choice but to personally get rid of this uninteresting man.

Not only did he have no intention of serving as a retainer, he even intended to eliminate desire. How boring. Aside from Shirou once impersonating Amakusa Shirou and later being exposed, Gilgamesh had never really been interested in Amakusa Shirou.

He was not even as interesting as an ordinary mage.

After waiting calmly for a while, Assassin Semiramis and Amakusa Shirou finally arrived before Gilgamesh.

"Caster, did you find them?"

"No. They probably escaped."

Though Gilgamesh had used the word "probably," his tone was extremely certain. He knew Shirou Emiya would never remain beneath a crumbling wall, especially when there was nothing to gain here.

Rider pointed his spear at Amakusa Shirou.

"Priest, tell me. How much longer do you intend to imprison our Masters?"

Amakusa Shirou's expression changed slightly, and even his usual smile vanished. "What are you talking about?"

Semiramis stepped in front of him.

She knew Rider had already learned quite a bit and was now certain of the truth. This was not merely a confirmation—it was a threat.

"Are you