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

Above the coastal highway, the sky, which was originally covered by thick clouds, now had a huge circular hole several kilometers in diameter carved out.

The brilliant starlight poured down unhindered from the hole, illuminating the horrific scene below that was beyond human imagination.

The modern viaduct that once spanned the bay has completely disappeared.

It wasn't a break or a collapse, but rather the steel bars, cement, and surrounding atmosphere were completely "erased" by that pure white beam of light.

A vacuum fault, tens of meters deep, even appeared on the sea surface, with the surrounding seawater being forcibly pushed back like a high wall.

Only after the residual power of the beam of light completely dissipated did the seawater roar and surge back in, creating towering waves tens of meters high.

In the heart of this devastating scene, which resembled a creation miracle, Lancer slowly lowered the holy lance.

The spiral-shaped Rhongomyniad gradually lost its dazzling ethereal brilliance in her palm, transforming into specks of golden stardust that merged into the void.

"The target has been confirmed to have been eliminated."

The Lion King turned slightly, his eyes, which had lost their divine coldness but remained as clear as a blue pool, quietly watching Luo Chen, who was suspended in mid-air.

Her white turtleneck sweater outlined her breathtakingly beautiful curves in the sea breeze. Her expression was earnest and devout, like a chief knight who had just returned from a long expedition to await inspection before his monarch.

"Master, that crude textile was not worthy of being called the 'Holy Lance.' I have crushed it along with the soul of its wielder. I wonder if this cleansing satisfies you?"

Luo Chen looked down at the still-boiling seawater, then at the queen in front of him who was earnestly seeking credit, and the coldness in his eyes instantly melted into a pool of spring water.

"Well done, Leah."

Luo Chen took a step forward, his figure instantly traversing the distance of space, and arrived in front of the Lion King.

He reached out and naturally embraced her slender waist, while gently smoothing her long, golden hair that had been ruffled by the strong winds at high altitude with his other hand.

"Those toothpicks cobbled together from human resentment and divine remnants are certainly not worthy of being displayed in front of you. The way you pulled the anchor just now was quite beautiful."

Upon hearing the words "beautiful," a faint blush visibly appeared on the Lion King's usually dignified and solemn face.

She lowered her head slightly, gently pressing her cheek against Luo Chen's chest, listening to the powerful and fiery red dragon's heartbeat, her voice so soft it seemed to melt in the wind.

"As long as I can clear away any obstacles in your path, I will free this star anchor for you, no matter how many times it takes."

"Hey! Here it comes again!"

Mordred, standing to the side, sheathed her greatsword, squatted on a remaining bridge pier pillar, and rubbed her full head of blond hair while loudly complaining.

"This is a battlefield! Can you please stop switching to this creepy pink channel right after every fight? Dad, this makes my sword feel like it's attacked the wrong person!"

"What's wrong with it?"

Scáthach lightly touched the air with her toes, her long, purplish-red hair fluttering in the wind. She walked to Luo Chen's side, her wine-red eyes sweeping over the battlefield below, now completely evaporated, her tone carrying a hint of lingering languor.

"Although the opponent was pitifully weak, not even lasting a second, this serves as a warning to the natives of this world. It will prevent any Tom, Dick, or Harry from daring to disturb our vacation."

She turned her head to look at Luo Chen's handsome profile, and gently licked her rosy lips with the tip of her tongue.

"However, judging from Lancer's outburst just now, I think we can try some more intense 'magic clashes' in the arena tonight, Master?"

Faced with the undisguised and lewd words of the Queen of the Land of Shadows, Artoria (Saber) immediately stepped forward, holding the invisible sword in her hand upright at her side, her ahoge (cowlick) standing up alertly like a radar.

"Lady Scáthach, please watch your words! It's still daytime for a walk. Besides..."

Saber turned her head, her bright green eyes fixed on Luo Chen, her gaze filled with undisguised expectation and urging.

"Master, you promised. After we clear out these bugs blocking our way, we'll go to the shopping district for crepes. As a knight, keeping your promise is the first virtue!"

Seeing Saber's serious expression, as if "food is the most important thing in the world," Luo Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He released the Lion King and pinched Saber's slightly chubby cheeks with his other hand.

"Of course it counts. Let's go and scan the entire menu of this restaurant."

Luo Chen raised his right hand, and the concept of the [Simulated Star Chart] flickered slightly at his fingertips.

This completely destroyed coastal highway has been forcibly subjected to a layer of "cognitive barrier" under the effect of conceptual overlay.

To the average person, it would just look like a minor earthquake that caused the roads to be closed; no one would ever know that a mythical massacre had taken place here.

"Target: Central Commercial Street, Komao Town."

Luo Chen snapped his fingers, and the golden spatial gate burst open before everyone's eyes.

……

Komao Town, the open-air dessert area in front of the station square.

Despite it being a weekday, there was still a long queue in front of this popular crepe shop called "Sweet Dream".

However, when Luo Chen and his group emerged from the shadows of the street corner, the noise of the entire square seemed to be silenced by an invisible hand.

Even though they tried their best to conceal their presence, the supermodel's looks and the aura of authority still made the passersby around them hold their breath involuntarily.

Luo Chen wore a black turtleneck sweater and a fitted long trench coat, his posture as upright as a pine tree.

Artoria (Saber) wore a blue and white pleated skirt, the Lion King wore a mature and sophisticated white bodycon dress, and Scáthach wore a purple tight-fitting casual outfit.

As for Mordred and Melusin following behind, one looked like a delinquent girl leader, while the other looked like an exquisite doll.

Not to mention that Luo Chen was also holding the hand of Orpheus, the Infinite Dragon God, who had a blank expression and was dressed in a black Gothic Lolita outfit.

"Welcome! May I ask what you would like to order?"

The store manager was a young girl. Looking at the group of people standing in front of the cashier who seemed to have stepped out of a movie poster, she was so nervous that she pressed the wrong button on the checkout machine several times.

"Except for the matcha flavor, I'll have three of each of the other flavors."

Luo Chen skillfully took out the black gold card with no overdraft limit and handed it over.

He turned to look at Saber behind him.

"Is this enough? If not, let's go to the next one."

"Enough! Master!"

Saber's eyes were practically sparkling. She clasped her hands together and stared with utmost devotion at the batter spreading on the griddle and the small mountain of strawberries, cream, and chocolate sauce piled up beside it.

For King Arthur, who once spent his days in Camelot eating mashed potatoes and gazing at the stars, modern desserts were nothing short of a divine miracle.

In less than twenty minutes, more than a dozen huge crepes, packed full, were delivered to the outdoor sunshade.

"Hmm... this 'Strawberry Cheesecake Bursting' flavor has a perfect balance between the softness of the pastry and the sweetness of the cream. Plus, the slightly tart strawberry juice balances it out perfectly—it's an absolutely flawless combination!"

Saber held a crepe bigger than her face in both hands, her cheeks bulging as she ate, looking like a hamster hibernating.

A ring of white cream smeared the corner of her mouth, but she was completely unaware, immersed in the ultimate happiness brought by carbohydrates and sugar.

The Lion King sat opposite her, and by comparison, his eating manners were much more elegant.

She used a small spoon to scoop out the ice cream from the crepe little by little and put it into her mouth, her emerald green eyes slightly narrowed.

"It's a truly exquisite blend of sweetness. While it lacks the abundant magic of the Divine Fruit, this combination of industrial-age flavorings and saccharin has a raw, healing quality."

"Is it tasty?"

Luo Chen, holding a cup of black coffee, sat between the two King Arthurs, looking at them with gentle eyes.

"It's delicious, Master."

Saber swallowed the food in her mouth and nodded vigorously.

She turned her head and looked at Luo Chen's deep profile, then suddenly noticed the crepe in her hand.

This knight king, who was usually fiercely protective of his food, blushed for the first time ever.

She hesitated for a moment, then held the half-eaten strawberry crepe in her hand to Luo Chen's mouth, her ahoge (cowlick) on her head curling up shyly into a circle.

"Um... Luo Chen, if you don't mind... would you like to try a bite? The strawberries are very sweet."

Looking at the edge of the crepe so close to him, still bearing Saber's faint lip print, a smile flashed in Luo Chen's eyes.

Instead of catching it with his hands, he leaned forward slightly and took a big bite out of Saber's hand, right where she had bitten.

"Hmm!"

Saber's face instantly turned red to the roots of her neck. She felt Luo Chen's warm lips brush against her fingers that were holding the wrapper as he took a bite of the crepe.

The electric, tingling sensation made her heart skip a beat.

"It is indeed very sweet."

Luo Chen swallowed the sweet cream, his gaze fixed intently on Saber's shy, evasive eyes, his voice lowered several decibels.

"But it's not as sweet as you."

boom--!!!

Saber's brain completely shut down.

Like a ripe red Fuji tomato, she buried her face in the remaining crepe, barely daring to breathe, only able to hear the thunderous pounding of her heart in her chest.

"Oh dear, this is blatant favoritism."

Scáthach, sitting opposite, rested her chin on her hand, her wine-red eyes watching the scene with a half-smile, and swirled the coffee cup in her hand.

"Master, you bully young girls like this outside. How do you plan to compensate us, the ones who have been neglected, when we get home?"

"I will come to your room tonight to receive your 'punishment'."

Luo Chen turned his head and met the provocative gaze of the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom without any attempt to avoid her. Their eyes met in the air, as if countless invisible sparks were crackling.

"Smack smack..."

In this ambiguous atmosphere filled with pink bubbles, a very discordant chewing sound came from Luo Chen's other side.

Orpheus (the Infinite Dragon God) was holding an oversized chocolate crepe that was completely disproportionate to her size, and was eating it expressionlessly.

Her empty black eyes looked at Luo Chen, then at Saber beside her whose face was flushed, and tilted her head, as if trying to understand what had just happened.

Then, this dragon god, who had not even fully developed human emotions, did something that surprised everyone.

She shoved the badly chewed chocolate crepe in her hand directly at Luo Chen's face, smearing chocolate sauce all over half of Luo Chen's chin.

"eat."

Orpheus uttered a single word without any expression.

"If you eat what I have... then you are mine too."

"Great Red didn't have this... and won."

Luo Chen: "..."

Saber: "..."

Scáthach: "Pfft... Hahahaha!"

Seeing Luo Chen's speechless yet helpless expression towards the adorable little black cat, Scáthach and Melusin, who was not far away, finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The previously ambiguous atmosphere was instantly shattered by Orpheus's direct attack, turning into a joyful and heartwarming family farce.

……

at the same time.

In the underworld, Lucifer's territory, in the Demon King's private meeting room.

There is no sunlight here, only the pale halo cast by the magic lamp.

Beside the large round table, the current Demon King Sirzechs Lucifer, Archangel Michael, and the Fallen Angel Governor Azazel—these three men, standing at the pinnacle of world power, were staring intently at the water mirror in the center of the table like three stone sculptures.

The footage playing in the water mirror was the one-sided massacre that had occurred half an hour earlier on the coastal highway of Kouō Town.

When they saw Cao Cao—the leader of the Heroic Faction, hailed as the strongest man in human history and wielding the divine weapon "Twilight's Holy Lance"—completely vaporized without even a chance to struggle under a beam of white light from that blonde woman (the Lion King).

The heartbeats of the three giants stopped simultaneously for several seconds.

"That gun..."

Asahiel's hands trembled as he pulled a cigar from his pocket, but he couldn't light it.

His voice was as dry as someone who had been thirsty in the desert for three days.

"That's not magic, nor is it a divine artifact. It's a conceptual weapon capable of fixing the world's surface and determining the laws of planets! Cao Cao's [Twilight Holy Lance] is as laughable as trying to hit a nuclear bomb with a toothpick compared to it!"

"And that man (Luo Chen)... he didn't even lift a hand."

Michael closed his eyes, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

As the archangel who rules the heavens, he has the keenest perception of divine aura.

The moment that white light descended, he felt a vast majesty far surpassing that of the God of the Bible.

That is an existence above the gods, an absolute truth that can be trampled upon at will even by the rules of the universe.

"Sazex".

Michael opened his eyes and looked at the red-haired demon king sitting in the main seat.

"The downfall of Cao Cao and the Heroic Faction means that the radical faction of the Calamity Clique has been completely crippled. But this is not good news. Because..."

"Because this means that, if Lord Luo Chen is willing, he can wipe the three of us, and even the three major factions behind us, from this world at any time, just like he crushed Cao Cao."

Sazex clasped his hands together and rested them on his chin.

His handsome face, usually so gentle and refined, was now filled with endless solemnity and determination.

"I see."

Sazex took a deep breath and stood up.

"So, we can't wait any longer."

"We can't wait until he becomes hostile towards us out of boredom, nor can we wait for those fools who don't know what's good for them to provoke him."

"What are you going to do?"

Azazel asked.

Sazex turned his head and looked at the silver-haired maid, Grefia, who had been standing quietly in the shadows.

"Greefia. Inform Rias."

Sazex’s tone conveyed a sense of resolute determination, like burning one's bridges.

"Tomorrow morning, the three of us will personally travel to the Fairy Palace in Kuoh Town with the highest level of ceremony."

"It's not about negotiating, nor is it about testing the waters."

"It's to—go to an audience."

"We need to submit a 'non-interference agreement' to that gentleman."

Sazex gave a wry smile.

"To put it bluntly, it's just a letter of surrender."

"The entire town of Kuoh, along with the surrounding land spanning five hundred miles, will be completely ceded to him as his private territory. All the rules and armies of the three major factions will be rendered ineffective there."

"As long as this world isn't crushed by his hand... I'd be willing to kneel in front of that mansion if it meant it."

Azazel and Michael exchanged a glance, both seeing the same resolve in each other's eyes.

There was no rebuttal, only acquiescence.

Under the crushing power of the "two-digit sandbox," dignity is the cheapest thing in the world.

……

Evening, Fuyuki City (Fairy Palace).

When Luo Chen returned to the mansion with bags full of spoils (mainly food and clothes) and a group of satisfied women, the setting sun had already bathed the entire building in a warm golden-red hue.

Welcome back, Arthur.

Morgan Le Fey was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Today, instead of reading those obscure and difficult magic books, she was flipping through a... fashion magazine with her slender fingers.

Upon seeing Luo Chen return, the fairy queen slightly raised her eyelids, a hint of gentleness flashing in her red eyes, but her tone remained aloof.

"Looks like your feeding duties outside are going well. However, I smell cheap chocolate on you. Which stray cat carelessly rubbed food on your face?"

"Aaa!"

Following behind Luo Chen, Orpheus poked his head out and expressionlessly raised the half-eaten chocolate crepe in his hand to Morgan, as if to assert his dominance.

"Just a black cat bought off by sweets."

Luo Chen smiled and walked to Morgan's side, leaned down and kissed her on her smooth forehead, then naturally pulled her into his arms.

I'm not going out tonight.

"On my way back, I received a report from Rias. Tomorrow morning, the leaders from the Underworld and the Celestial Realm will be coming for a formal visit."

"A visit? You've come to kowtow and admit your mistakes, haven't you?"

Morgan snorted and threw the magazine onto the coffee table.

"Since they've come to bow down, let them see what true royal majesty is like tomorrow."

"Arthur, leave the arrangements for tomorrow's reception to me."

Morgan wrapped her arms around Luo Chen's neck, her eyes gleaming with a heart-stopping possessiveness and alluring charm.

"I want those frogs in a well to know that only we can stand by their side."

"As for tonight..."

She gently bit Luo Chen's earlobe, her voice low and deep.

"You're not going anywhere. Those little girls monopolized you all night last night. Now, it's my turn to test your stamina as king."

As Luo Chen felt the hot and soft body in his arms, an undisguised masculine flame ignited in his crimson-gold pupils.

"As you wish, my queen."