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

Round Table Outpost Fortress, inner hall.

The air was filled with the acrid smell of magic overload, and the red lightning and golden holy light illuminated the dark prison as if it were daytime.

"Hahahaha! Die! Die! For my father! For a more perfect me!!"

Mordred, whose mind had been warped by the [Rampage] blessing, was now like a tireless perpetual motion machine.

Her armor was tattered and her exposed skin was covered in bloodstains, but she seemed to feel no pain as she swung her demonic sword down again and again in a suicidal manner.

"This is really ugly... my other self."

Our Mordred parried the opponent's heavy blow, her arm slightly numb from the impact, but her eyes remained unusually clear.

Looking at this madman in front of her who could only scream and act without any rhyme or reason, she seemed to see herself again, consumed by jealousy and anger.

"Is this what happens after being blessed by the 'Lion King'?"

Mordred spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, a flicker of sorrow in his eyes that quickly transformed into a resolute rage:

"You've made such a cheap deal out of the name your father gave you... You'd better just die!"

"—Mana Burst (Magic Release: Crimson Lightning)!!"

Mordred unleashed her full magical power. Thanks to the mana supply from Luo Chen's [Infinite Ether Core], she didn't need to worry about consuming any energy.

boom!

A massive, crimson beam of light erupted from her sword, forcefully sending the berserk Mordred flying. He crashed heavily into a load-bearing pillar of the fortress, shattering the thick stone pillar that would take three people to encircle.

"roar……"

Mordred, in a rampage, crawled out of the rubble. Half of her body had been blasted apart, but the magic of the Holy Grail was still forcibly keeping her moving.

She opened her mouth, as if to launch another attack.

"Stop struggling."

A black figure appeared silently behind her.

Luo Chen looked at the pathetic puppet with cold eyes.

"Even though she's an enemy's Servant, seeing this guy with my 'daughter' face acting like this is really annoying."

Luo Chen extended his right hand, palm down.

【Gravity Suppression】.

Boom!

A force of ten thousand times gravity descends instantly.

Mordred's body suddenly sank, his knees shattered, and he was pinned to the ground, unable to move even a finger.

"Xiao Mo, do it."

Luo Chen looked up at his Mordred:

"Give her a quick death. This is your 'triumph'."

"Understood, Dad!"

Mordred took a deep breath, raised her greatsword high with both hands, and lowered the visor of her helmet, concealing her complex expression.

On the sword, the red lightning had condensed to its maximum.

"Rebel against my handsome father (Clarent Blood Arthur) —!!!"

The red light, like an executioner's sword falling from the sky, instantly engulfed the struggling figure on the ground.

That mad shadow vanished completely under the "light of rebellion".

……

On the other side of the battlefield.

"Ageguiwenqing".

Artoria's invisible sword was pressed against Agravwen's throat.

The Iron Knight was now covered in wounds, his black armor was covered in sword marks, and most of the chains in his hands had been severed.

But he still stood ramrod straight, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Artoria.

Why...?

Agguiwen's voice was hoarse, filled with deep resentment:

"Given such immense power... why would you deny His Majesty the Lion King's ideals?"

"To purify humanity and store it within the Holy Lance—this is the only way to preserve the spark of humanity in this world on the verge of destruction! It is the ultimate rationality! It is the judgment of the perfect 'King'!"

"That's a specimen, not a human."

Artoria looked at her former most capable scribe, a hint of regret in her eyes:

"Agraven, you always pursue so-called 'perfection' and 'rationality,' but you forget that the human heart cannot be calculated."

"To slaughter the living people for that cold, eternal life... I absolutely do not agree with this kind of 'kingly way'."

"Oh……"

Agraven gave a bitter laugh, black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth (the price for forcibly using drugs to enhance his magic circuits):

"Yes...you're always like this."

"Even as the king of another world... he is still King Arthur, the one you want to follow, yet who inspires despair..."

"Go to hell, you unfilial son."

Morgan appeared out of nowhere, the tip of his demonic spear glowing with destructive light.

She had no pity for this son who even wanted to kill his mother.

"Mother..."

Agravan glanced at Morgan, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

Then, he suddenly crushed a black gemstone in his hand.

【Forced Transfer - Shadow Gate】.

"Trying to run away?!"

Morgan's eyes turned cold, and the magic gun shot out instantly.

puff!

Black magic pierced through Agravivan's left shoulder, spraying a large amount of blood.

But Agravan's figure had already transformed into a wisp of black mist and vanished into thin air. Only a fragmented sentence echoed in the air:

"I will... report truthfully to His Majesty the Lion King... the real war... has begun..."

"Tch, he got away."

Morgan reluctantly sheathed his magic gun, shaking his hand in annoyance.

"This rat is still so good at escaping."

"It's okay."

Luo Chen walked over and patted Morgan on the back reassuringly:

"It's good to send him back to report. At least let that Lion King know that we've arrived."

……

The battle ended, and the fortress returned to silence.

Deep within the fortress, the purple-clad girl suspended in mid-air—Silent Hassan—is weakly opening her eyes.

Her body was covered with whip marks and magical burns, left by Agravivan to extract information from the rebels.

"Mr. Bedwell?"

Silently watching the one-armed knight rushing over, her voice was as faint as a whisper.

"Miss Jingmi! It's alright! We've come to rescue you!"

Bedivere swung his sword and severed the chains, carefully catching the falling tranquility.

But he forgot one thing.

Silent Hassan is the "Poisonous Woman" whose entire body is covered in deadly poison.

Her sweat, blood, and even her breath are deadly to ordinary people and even ordinary followers.

"Don't touch me... you'll die..."

Quiet tried to push Bedwell away, but she was too weak.

"It's alright, I have the Silver Arm (Holy Sword Prosthetic), which can temporarily block the poison."

Despite what Bedwell said, the skin on his arm had already begun to turn purple.

"I'll do it, Bedivere."

Luo Chen walked over.

He glanced at Jingmi, who was in a terrible state, and frowned slightly.

"But...poison..." Bedivere hesitated.

Without a word, Luo Chen reached out and scooped Jing Mi from Bedwell's arms in a standard princess carry.

"ah……!"

A gasp escaped her lips, and her purple pupils contracted instantly:

"No, no! I'll die if I touch it! My poison..."

"Be quiet."

Luo Chen looked down at the girl in his arms, his eyes calm:

"Your poison has no effect on me."

"and……"

Luo Chen's palm rested on her back, and a warm life force flowed into her body, instantly dispelling the chill brought on by her injuries.

"You successfully protected the villagers; well done."

She stared blankly at Luo Chen.

That handsome face was so close, and the powerful pounding of his heart was right next to my ear.

This is the first time... that a person of the opposite sex has not died after touching her, and has not even shown any signs of pain.

Not only did he not die, but he also held her so gently and praised her as a good child.

"Not...not dead?"

Jingmi reached out her trembling little hand and tentatively touched Luo Chen's cheek.

Warm, dry, alive.

"Of course he's not dead."

Luo Chen grasped her hand and gently squeezed it in his palm:

"You think you can poison me? Your training isn't enough, Miss Hassan."

boom--!

My tranquil mind went blank for a moment.

An emotion called "longing" erupted in her previously closed heart like the most potent poison.

For her, who possesses the [Poison of Silence], the one who can touch her and not die is her destined husband.

"Ah...ah..."

Her tranquil face instantly turned bright red, almost as if it were about to bleed, and her eyes welled up with a misty, dreamy look.

She suddenly hugged Luo Chen's neck tightly, buried her face in the crook of his neck, and her voice became sweet and crazed:

"Mine...you are mine..."

"Only you...only you can touch me..."

"Please...please let me serve you! I'll do anything! Even give my life...give everything!"

"..."

Morgan, who was standing to the side, narrowed his eyes.

An even more dangerous killing intent than during the battle had filled the air.

"Another one?"

Morgan's magic gun clicked.

"Arthur, is there something wrong with your constitution? Why do you always seem to attract these troublesome women?"

Luo Chen felt the octopus-like stillness in his arms, and then looked around at the group of main wives who were about to go berserk, and sighed helplessly.

"This is probably... the troubles of the strong."

However, seeing the look of dependence and reassurance in Jingmi's eyes, Luo Chen did not push her away.

In this cruel Holy Grail War, perhaps it is his duty as "King" to offer these tragic heroes a warm embrace.

"Alright, let's go back to the village."

Luo Chen, holding Jing Mi, turned and walked outside.

"Agraven has escaped back; the Lion King will definitely make a move."

"Next comes the real decisive battle."