Crossover Anime: Starting by fusing with an old sword and summoning Morgan

In late autumn, the fallen leaves of Fuyuki City turn the town of Fukayama golden.

Compared to the North American continent that was filled with smoke, frenzy, and the roar of machinery, the air here was so quiet that it even made one's ears ring.

The fairy's backyard after leaving the palace.

Before the morning mist had even dissipated, a purple figure stood beside the dry landscape garden in the center of the courtyard.

Scáthach.

The Queen of the Land of Shadows was not wearing her signature tight-fitting combat suit. Instead, she had changed into a slightly loose gray turtleneck sweater borrowed from Irisviel, paired with simple black loungewear trousers.

Her long, purplish-red hair, which used to always flutter with magic, was now casually tied back, revealing her slender, fair neck.

She wasn't holding a gun; she just stood there quietly, watching a leaf slowly drift down into her palm.

"Peace……"

Scáthach murmured softly, a hint of confusion in her voice:

"There was no killing, no divine curse, not even the smell of blood in the air..."

"Is this... the world he lives in?"

For a warrior who had spent thousands of years in the desolate Land of Shadows, this sudden return to "normal life" left her feeling more bewildered than the battlefield.

She was used to being on edge, used to being ready to face death at any moment, but now her body was telling her—it was time to rest.

"Are you daydreaming, Master?"

A thick coat, still warm from her body, was draped over her shoulders.

Scáthach didn't turn around, but a slight smile played on her lips. Her senses had already detected the man's approach, but her body instinctively didn't react defensively.

"It's just that I'm not used to it."

Scáthach turned around and looked at Luo Chen standing behind her.

Today, Luo Chen was dressed in casual home clothes, his hair was a little messy, obviously he had just woken up, but his bright red-gold eyes were still captivating.

"What are you not used to? Peace? Or...?"

Luo Chen reached out and adjusted her collar, his fingers accidentally brushing against her earlobe:

"Still not used to being treated as an 'ordinary woman'?"

Scáthach's ear tips turned slightly red, but she didn't flinch, instead looking directly at Luo Chen:

"Perhaps both are true."

"In my memory, apart from wielding a spear and teaching disciples, there seems to be no concept of 'life'."

She reached out and gently stroked Luo Chen's cheek, her eyes becoming somewhat unfocused:

"But... this feeling isn't bad."

"You could even say... it's somewhat addictive."

"Then let yourself be consumed by it."

Luo Chen took her hand and kissed it.

"Here, you no longer need to be that fearsome Queen of the Demon Realm."

"You can sleep in late, you can be a picky eater, you can throw tantrums, and you can even..."

Luo Chen leaned closer to her and said with a mischievous smile:

"You can wear this outfit and do some more 'in-depth' morning exercises with me in this courtyard."

"...Shameless disciple."

Scáthach glared at him reproachfully, but then obediently nestled into his arms.

"However... if it's you, I don't mind."

Just as the atmosphere between the two was heating up, and it seemed they were about to engage in an explicit scene in broad daylight—

"Cough cough."

A deliberately coughed sound came from the second-floor balcony.

Luo Chen and Scáthach looked up at the same time.

Morgan was leaning against the railing, holding a steaming cup of black tea.

She wore a gorgeous black lace dress, her long silver hair fluttering in the morning breeze, and her beautiful icy blue eyes looked down at the "adulterous couple."

"They're already in heat in the yard early in the morning, aren't they afraid of setting a bad example for the children?"

Morgan spoke coldly, his gaze sweeping over Scáthach's hand that was resting on Luo Chen's waist like a knife:

"Is the Queen of the Land of Shadows really that thirsty? She can't even wait to go back to her room?"

"Oh my, so it's the Fairy Princess."

Scáthach didn't let go; instead, she deliberately pressed even closer to Luo Chen, looking up at him with a provocative smile:

"What's wrong? Did you wake up feeling lonely? Or is it...?"

"Jealous that my Master came to me first?"

"envy?"

Morgan's teacup made a crisp "crack" sound. Although it didn't break, the black tea inside clearly rippled.

"Would I be jealous of an old woman who only knows how to use brute force?"

Morgan sneered and vanished in a flash.

The next second, she appeared directly in the courtyard, forcefully squeezing between Luo Chen and Scáthach, and grabbed Luo Chen's other arm.

"Listen carefully, it's purple."

Morgan raised his chin and, as if asserting his dominance, adjusted Luo Chen's collar:

"Arthur is my husband. The first thing he should do when he gets up in the morning is comb my hair, not sit with you in the cold wind in the yard."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Scáthach, not to be outdone, grabbed Luo Chen's other arm:

"But Master promised me last night that he would teach me how to use that Mystic Code called 'Television' today."

"As a master, it is my duty to supervise my disciples to keep their promises."

On the left is the noble and aloof fairy queen, and on the right is the mature and charming magician.

Two immense magical forces collided in the air, sparking bursts of visible sparks.

Luo Chen was caught in the middle. Although he smiled helplessly on the surface, he was secretly overjoyed.

Is this the trouble of the strong?

That's...fantastic.

"Alright, Your Majesties."

Luo Chen stretched out his arms and pulled the two of them into his embrace, forcefully pressing the pause button in the center of the impending carnage:

"Don't be so irritable so early in the morning."

"Since you're both awake, let's go have breakfast together. Tamamo-neko seems to have made something amazing."

"Hmph, for your sake." Morgan turned her head away haughtily.

"Since Master has said so," Scáthach also concealed her aura.

……

In the restaurant.

Today's breakfast was truly extraordinary.

The long table was filled with plates of strangely shaped but fragrant dishes.

"Woof! This is to commemorate the victory of North America! A cat-themed omelet shaped like the Statue of Liberty! And a spicy sausage with a Mad King flavor!"

Wearing an apron, Tamamo Neko proudly introduced her masterpiece.

"Wow! This omelet is so tall!" Ilya exclaimed.

"But...it looks like it's going to collapse." Sakura said with some worry.

Luo Chen led Morgan and Scáthach to their seats.

Artoria was already sitting there, slicing the "Mad King Sausage" with an extremely devout posture.

Mordred, on the other hand, looked like he hadn't woken up yet, with his head resting on the table and a piece of bread dangling from his mouth.

Good morning, Luo Chen.

Joan of Arc (in white) walked over carrying milk. Seeing Scáthach and Morgan sitting on either side of Luo Chen, she smiled gently, though a little envious.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

"not bad."

Luo Chen took the milk and casually pulled Jeanne to sit opposite him:

"Jeanne, what are your plans for today?"

"Huh? Um..."

Joan of Arc blushed slightly and glanced at the Dark Joan of Arc beside her:

"Alter said... she wanted to go to the shopping street to buy clothes. She said that now that she has a physical body, she can't always wear the same old clothes."

"Buying clothes?"

Morgan's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing the word.

As the queen of the fairy kingdom, she has a natural obsession with "dressing up" and extremely high taste.

"Perfect."

Morgan put down his knife and fork and elegantly wiped his mouth:

"I also think your fashion sense needs some improvement. Especially yours, Scáthach."

She glanced disdainfully at Scáthach's gray sweater:

"This kind of poorly designed clothing is a complete waste of your figure. Even though you're a barbarian, as Arthur's woman, you can't go out looking too undignified."

"ha?"

Scáthach raised an eyebrow, about to retort, but after glancing at Luo Chen, she suddenly changed her mind:

"Really? That's perfect."

"I also want to see what's so special about the clothes in this era."

She turned to look at Luo Chen, her eyes becoming somewhat alluring:

"Master... what kind of clothes do you prefer to see me in? A dress? Or... something with less fabric?"

"puff--!"

Mordred, who was drinking soup, spat it out.

"Ahem! You adults... can't you be a little more mindful of the occasion?!"

Luo Chen remained calm and even thought about it seriously for a moment:

"Actually... it's best not to wear anything at all."

"Pervert!" Jeanne Alter cursed, her face flushed, but her ears perked up.

"Then it's settled."

Luo Chen made the final decision:

"Everyone's out today! Heading to the Fuyuki City Center Shopping Mall!"

"Whether it's clothes or games, I'm paying for today's purchases!"

"Long live!!"

Ilya and Sakura cheered.

Even Artoria's eyes lit up: "Can I buy ten of those 'crepes'?"

……

In the afternoon, at the Fuyuki City Center Shopping Mall.

The appearance of this group caused another sensation.

After all, this team is just too good-looking.

Luo Chen walked in the middle, pushing the shopping cart of two little girls.

Morgan and Scáthach walked on either side of him, one as aloof as ice, the other as alluring as fire, their powerful auras making passersby afraid to approach.

The Joan sisters whispered among themselves, discussing which dress suited each other better.

Mordred and Melusin had long since disappeared, probably heading straight for the arcade or the toy section.

"How about this one?"

Morgan picked up a black backless evening gown, held it up in front of her, and turned to look at Luo Chen.

That dress had a bold cut; if Morgan wore it, it would have perfectly accentuated her queen-like aura.

"It suits you perfectly."

Luo Chen nodded in approval, "Wearing this, you will be the Queen of the Night tonight."

"And this one?"

Scáthach, not to be outdone, picked up a purple cheongsam with an astonishingly high slit:

"I've heard that this kind of clothing from the East really shows off one's figure. Master, would you like to see it?"

Luo Chen glanced at the cheongsam and imagined what Scáthach would look like wearing it...

My nasal cavity feels slightly warm.

"Buy! We absolutely have to buy it!"

"Hmph, pervert." Jeanne Alter spat from the side, but secretly took a cute white dress and hid it behind her back.

Happy times are always fleeting.

By the time everyone returned home with their bags and packages, it was already evening.

After dinner, on the terrace.

Luo Chen gazed at the starry sky alone, a glass of wine in his hand.

Although life was peaceful, he could feel that the Sixth Singularity... that place known as the "Divine Round Table Realm" was calling to him.

"What are you thinking about?"

Morgan walked up behind him and naturally wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Thinking about... my next trip."

Luo Chen did not hide anything.

He turned around and embraced Morgan:

"Morgan, if one day we were to face... the Knights of the Round Table, what would you do?"

Morgan paused for a moment.

She looked up, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

"A round table?"

She gave a cold laugh:

"If those long-rotten things dare to stand in your way, I will crush them with my own hands."

"Whether it's Gawain, Lancelot, or that Tristan."

"The round table now belongs only to you, and to us."

"yes."

Luo Chen lowered his head and kissed her forehead:

"The round table now... is our home."

Just then, Scáthach walked over, carrying two newly purchased practice guns:

"Hey, Master. You ate too much for dinner, want to do some exercise?"

"This time... I don't mind losing to you again."

Luo Chen looked at these two queens, who had very different styles but both loved him deeply, and smiled.

The battles to come may be brutal.

But as long as they were there, he had nothing to fear.

"bring it on."

Luo Chen put down his wine glass, took Morgan's hand with his left hand, and pulled Scáthach over with his right:

"Tonight...we have plenty of time."