When he had seen Tine vanish into the bedroom after repeatedly expressing her gratitude, the King of Heroes turned his attention to her black-suited followers who remained in the room. Tension ran through them at this behavior from the king who ordinarily acted as if they did not exist.
“You have labored hard as well. It must be a burden to revere an immature girl as your lord.”
“O-of course not. We would never...”
The King of Heroes narrowed his eyes at the first man’s forced smile.
One to start.
Gilgamesh, who had witnessed a great multitude of humanity as a hero, a tyrant, a wise king and a Heroic Spirit, instantly recognized the man as a traitor. He did not, however, point out that fact, or even telepathically communicate it to Tine.
Ten rats, I would say... but there will be more.
Smirking inwardly, he began to roll a cup on his palm, reflecting the morning sunlight.
Well, no matter. They are Tine’s followers, not my vassals. It is for her to judge the traitors, or to
fail to notice them and be stabbed in the back...
If you claim that you are not a child, mongrel, show me the state of your mind. As your king, I shall take my time weighing its true worth.

Fate/Strange Fake: Volume 4, Chapter 10 ("Day 2")