Fate: As Gilgamesh

Ch. 34 Frenzy

"――Good evening. It's a lonely night."

A woman Servant with long purple hair, revealing a well-toned body, exuded a sacred atmosphere as she faced them.

"――Damn, I'm surrounded. Ugh, I hate this. The sound that's emitted to cause harm... it's like a high-pitched trumpet."

"Do you understand it, Amadeus-san...?"

"Well, I do. I became a hero solely through music, you know? Reading the waves of the air is like reading the alphabet for me. From Mash's breathing, Ritsuka's biological sounds, the sound of turning over in bed, the sound of breasts rubbing against clothing, and even the sound of underwear digging into the crotch, everything is already recorded in my memory!"

"Ah――!!"

The three blush.

――Impressive. He understands even such things. That's why he is called a hero through music――!

"Fou! (What a pervert, can't stand it! I'll stab this guy from behind!)"

Is this not the moment to be amazed by his extraordinary skills?

"I'm sorry, everyone. As the director, I apologize――but, endure it, please? If we take away his music, there'll be nothing left!"

"Oh, so you were eavesdropping on our intimate conversations, Amadeus? Even the hushed words between me and the queen?"

"Of course. I would have loved to retort with all the foul language I know, but――"

"Amadeus! Your King is not involved in any indecent acts!"

"I know. For some reason, I don't get a 'dirty' vibe from the King of Heroes. I know it's just idle chatter."

"Of course. Maintaining purity is a matter of manners."

"Marie must be tired from dealing with him. Being with someone who only talks must be exhausting."

"Really, Amadeus!"

"――Good companions, aren't they? They're quite different from us."

Berserker Rider laughs pure and bright.

...Is she an enemy? Her atmosphere feels too serene.

"Who are you?"

Jeanne asks. Perhaps she sensed something.

"I... Well, what am I, I wonder? A saint, whose self has been driven mad, manipulated by broken saint..."

"――A broken saint..."

She's undoubtedly referring to the Black Jeanne, the Dragon Witch.

"Hmph. Merely losing oneself due to Madness is nothing. A hero should endure curses that destroy oneself up to three times."

"You're pitying me, golden boy. Let me tell you one thing."

"What, confessing your sins?"

"――You declared suppressing my belief in God as your specialty... Certainly, that's true. The followers repeatedly committed such acts because they couldn't accept the words of the Lord."

"But you know――even if history says so, our God never seeks bloodshed and iron. If I'm to be charged with anything, it's because we couldn't accept the words of the Father."

Resolute words of prayer. Not even the madness of frenzy can shake her, the faith of a saint.

"That's why――remember this. No matter how much you reject God, faith in people's hearts will never disappear."