From Fake Dreams

31

"Something interesting occur?" Kirei asked with a hint of curiosity as he opened the door to the wine room where he found Gilgamesh drinking some of the stored contents. "You are not normally out this late. I hope you did not do anything excessive."

"I suppose you could say that my day has been rather informative," Gilgamesh replied, his ever present smug grin on his face reflected back from his crimson drink. "I learned of a good deal of things. Some irrelevant. Some surprisingly worth noting."

"Oh? That is a rarity." The priest expressed some disbelief at that as he sat down and served himself a very small glass of wine. The Servant in front of him was extremely difficult to appease most of the time, especially in this world. He didn't bother to inquire the prideful Servant of the information, as doing so could be seen as an insult. Still, for anything to catch Gilgamesh's attention was a rarity and as such probably meant it would cause a huge stir in the future.

The Servant let out an amused snort and looked at him as if he knew something rather amusing at the expense of his partner. "Indeed. In fact I have not been this curious since our last excursion ten years ago. It is a rather pleasant delight considering how boring this world is. A breath of fresh air in a sense."

"I see. So that is why you have decided to have some of the nicer wine tonight," The priest mused as he swirled the fluid in his cup. To be honest he had yet to come across anything truly monumental or particularly interesting in the war save for maybe Emiya's son participating and plotting. True, there had been some abuse of the Servant summoning procedure on several counts, but nothing that he had considered out of the ordinary given the nature of the war. None of the Servants had died yet even though several fights had occurred, and he was still waiting for Shirou to enact whatever little scheme the young Emiya had planned for the war in particular. To be honest, he was quite curious as to what the boy could do to force his hand to help with his schemes.

The blonde man chuckled. "Come now Kirei. Do not lose faith just yet. In fact this war may prove to have a good deal of potential to be a grand source of entertainment. So much so that I have tried my own hand at spawning a small piece myself."

"What?" That had Kirei's full attention, forcing him to look up and narrow his eyes at the King. "You mean to say that you revealed yourself to the participants? This early?"

"Come now. You know me better than that, Kirei." Gilgamesh drank without a care. "My existence has not been revealed in the slightest." It had merely been confirmed. "No fun would come out of a story where the cast is aware of the audience. I merely gave a few of the plebeians a direction to look and am now standing back to watch my fruit grow."

The priest frowned but said nothing. It would not end well if he critiqued the one in front of him, and if that was the true extent of the King's actions that day he supposed that it would be inconsequential to the end result of the war... or it might affect everything. Regardless it would not matter. The Servant in front of him was capable of fighting all of the other contestants in this war at once and come out on top. That was just how overwhelming his power was.

"I am eager to see how it turns out," he finally stated. "However, for the time being please keep your actions to within the Church. It would be quite troublesome for me if the others established a relationship between us."

"I suppose. The knowledge would disrupt the play should it be known by the cast." Gilgamesh's sigh sounded as if he was making a minor sacrifice on his part that he only vaguely did not want. "I hope you will compensate me for this, Kirei."

The human didn't so much as flinch. Normally when his partner said something along those lines, he had to shell out a good deal of money for one or several bottles of particularly expensive and rare alcohol. He had long since given up on collecting the drinks as the high maintenance King seemed to down the stuff like water.