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

The bathroom was filled with steam and the air was filled with the scent of high-end rose essential oil—which Morgan, of course, "conjured" with magic.

Luo Chen held a soft towel in his hand and gently wiped the queen's wet hair as she sat in the bathtub.

The scene before him was enough to make any man's blood boil, but Luo Chen maintained an extremely gentlemanly composure—or rather, he was trying to maintain his dignity as the "head of the family."

Morgan leaned against the edge of the bathtub, her long, beautiful legs casually draped over the water, her fair skin glowing a faint pink in the warm water.

She squinted slightly, enjoying Luo Chen's service, a playful smile playing on her lips.

"Your technique is quite skillful. It seems I can leave this kind of thing to you from now on, my husband."

Morgan lazily raised his hand, his fingertips tracing Luo Chen's firm abdominal muscles.

"Although it's just a concept of Arthur, this body is quite well-trained... at least, much better than that blockhead who only talks about ideals."

Luo Chen grabbed her restless hand and smiled helplessly:

"Your Majesty, the priority now is preparation for war. Tonight is the first night of the Holy Grail War."

"Preparing for war?"

Morgan gave a soft hum and suddenly stood up from the water, creating a splashing sound.

Unabashedly displaying her perfect figure, she stepped out of the bathtub, took the bathrobe from Luo Chen's hand, and put it on.

"That kind of country bumpkin brawl doesn't need any preparation. If you want that cup, I'll just get it for you to use as a wine glass."

Domineering and arrogant.

This is Morgan le Fay.

……

When the two of them came out of the bathroom and went to the master bedroom on the second floor.

A surge of demonic energy, brimming with provocation, erupted into the sky.

That was Lancer's challenge.

He was making a declaration to all the participants in the war.

"It's so noisy. I was hoping Arthur would make me a midnight snack..."

Black spiritual energy surged around Morgan, instantly transforming her casual home clothes into a majestic and magnificent queenly robe.

"Fine, since someone's in such a hurry to die, let's grant their wish."

She walked to Luo Chen's side, took his arm, and revealed a cruel yet alluring smile:

"Let's go, husband."

"Let this tedious war welcome the arrival of its queen."

"Perfect timing. I also want to see if the heroic spirits of this era can withstand my 'iron hammer'."

……

Fuyuki City, Seaside Warehouse Street.

This is an industrial area deserted at night, and also the most suitable stage for the Holy Grail War to serve as a "duel arena".

At this moment, an undisguised, sharp fighting spirit is raging here, sending a provocative signal to all the magicians in Fuyuki City.

Lancer, Dirumdo Audina.

This unparalleled chief warrior of the Irish Fiona Knights is brandishing his twin pistols, awaiting any hero who dares to challenge him.

"Saber, now that you're here, why hide?"

Diarmuid looked into the shadows, where Irisviel and Saber (Artoria), who was guarding her, slowly emerged.

Artoria, clad in silver-blue armor and wielding an invisible sword, wore a solemn expression.

"I have come as promised, Lancer."

Her emerald eyes burned with the integrity and fighting spirit of a knight.

However, just as the two got into position, ready for a fair knightly duel—

"It's really lively."

A magnetic male voice suddenly came from the top of the container.

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the sea breeze, echoing in everyone's ears.

"Who?!"

Artoria and Diarmuid both looked up at the same time, warily gazing at the high place.

Kiritsugu Emiya and Kenneth, who were observing from the shadows, were also on edge.

Under the moonlight, two figures stood looking down at each other.

The man on the left has blond hair and blue eyes, and is wearing a modern casual trench coat, but his tall and upright figure exudes a kingly aura that makes people want to worship him.

The woman on the right wore a black Gothic dress and had a stunningly beautiful, cold face. She held a staff that exuded an ominous aura and looked down at the scene with a mocking gaze.

The key is--

The blond man wasn't holding a sword, but a high-pressure airflow swirled around his palm, distorting the light and obscuring the true appearance of what he held.

That is... [Invisible Air].

Upon seeing this scene, Artoria's pupils trembled violently, and her hand, which had been holding the sword very steadily, began to tremble slightly.

"That gust of wind...and that face..."

"impossible……"

Luo Chen looked down at Artoria, who was staring in shock, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Here it comes, the part I've been most looking forward to.

He leaped forward, landing steadily on the ground with Morgan, standing right between Saber and Lancer, abruptly interrupting the duel.

"I apologize for interrupting your enjoyment."

Luo Chen patted the dust off his clothes, his gaze swept over Diarmuid, and finally settled on Artoria's face, which was filled with disbelief.

"Nice to meet you, King Arthur of this world..."

Luo Chen's voice was gentle, yet it exploded in Artoria's mind like a thunderclap.

"Who...are you?"

Artoria stared intently at Luo Chen's face.

That face, apart from having more defined features and a more masculine charm, was exactly the same as hers!

No, it's not just about appearance.

Even the nature of that magic and the unseen yet incredibly familiar aura of the holy sword were all from the same source as her!

"I?"

Luo Chen chuckled, and the Wind King Barrier in his hand suddenly erupted, causing a gust of wind to blow his short golden hair.

He needs no further explanation; this storm, which only a "king" can control, is the best proof.

"I am Luo Chen. Of course, you can also call me—Arthur Pendragon."

boom--!

The room fell silent as soon as those words were spoken.

Hiding in the shadows, Kiritsugu Emiya was so shocked he almost dropped his gun: "King Arthur? Are you kidding me! Isn't Saber King Arthur? Why are there two of them?!"

Artoria was struck dumb.

A man's...self?

Parallel worlds? Or some kind of magic disguise?

Before she could recover from the chaos, Morgan, who was beside Luo Chen, made a move.

At this moment, Morgan, though a Berserker, still retained his rationality.

Her cold eyes were fixed on Artoria, filled with contempt, disgust, and a mockery of seeing a "failure."

"Is this enough to make you so surprised that you can't even hold your sword properly? My foolish... sister."

Morgan spoke slowly, his voice carrying a chilling edge.

"younger sister?"

Artoria looked sharply at Morgan, and then a chill ran down her spine.

This face...this voice...

Although her demeanor had become darker and more imposing, she would never admit to being wrong.

"Morgan Lefève?!"

Artoria cried out that name in a trembling voice, and the Excalibur in her hand instantly dispelled the Wind King's Barrier, golden light illuminating the night sky. "Why are you here?! You're a Servant?!"

"That's really inelegant of you to shout like that."

Morgan sneered and naturally moved closer to Luo Chen, even intimately linking arms with him in front of Artoria.

She slightly raised her chin, asserting a kind of "sovereignty" over Artoria:

"Look carefully, Artoria."

"The man standing beside me is the truly perfect King Arthur, and also my one and only... royal consort."

"As for you? Ha, you're just a little girl in the pan-human history who didn't understand human nature and ultimately caused the destruction of her country."

crit.

True damage.

Luo Chen could clearly see that Artoria's ahoge (cowlick) had drooped, and she looked as if she had suffered a mental blow.

Not only did my sister not die, she became a heroic spirit?

And she's even holding hands with a "male version of herself" and calling him "husband"?

And they even dared to mock their own country's demise to their faces?

This amount of information was so overwhelming that it nearly overwhelmed the upright Knight King's CPU.

[Ding! Detected a severe mental upheaval in the key character 'Artoria (Saber)'.]

[Gained 2000 Dimensional Points!]

Current total points: 3500.

Luo Chen was in a great mood.

now it's right.

Fighting and killing are so boring. This kind of ethical drama... no, this kind of "clash of the best" is the essence of crossover anime.

"Alright, Morgan, stop making her cry."

Luo Chen gently patted Morgan's hand, then turned to look at Lancer, who had been completely ignored and looked embarrassed.

"Lancer, Diarmuid." Luo Chen extended his right hand and made a loose grasp.

The Wind King's Barrier in his palm dissipated, revealing a holy sword with an ancient design and radiant starlight in his hand.

"I'm very interested in your two brushes... oh no, those two magic guns."

"Since she is King Arthur, I am King Arthur too."

"Then, how about I take over this duel?"

Luo Chen's aura suddenly erupted, which was the terrifying magic power belonging to the "Crimson Dragon" after fusing 25% of the old sword template.

A golden torrent of magic surged into the sky, instantly suppressing everyone present!

"Let me see if the legendary chief of the Fiona Knights can stop my sword."

Diarmuid's eyes instantly turned fiery.

As a pure martial artist, he could sense Luo Chen's power.

That wasn't a magician's bluff; it was honed martial arts skills and the aura of a king!

"I couldn't ask for more!!"

Diarmuid laughed loudly, spinning his twin pistols. "It is my honor to fight another 'King Arthur'!"

Battle is imminent.

Meanwhile, Artoria, standing to the side, seemed like an outsider, staring blankly at the "male version of herself" blocking her way, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

"Who...is he...?"