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

A gentle breeze swept through the streets of Komao Town, dispelling some of the early summer heat.

On the bench, the kiss, a blend of strawberry cream and the girl's sweet fragrance, lasted for several minutes before slowly ending.

When Luo Chen reluctantly released his grip, Artoria had already completely collapsed into his arms.

Her hands, which usually gripped the heavy holy sword, were now weakly clutching Luo Chen's shirt as she gasped for breath.

Her emerald green eyes were veiled with a misty haze, and her originally fair cheeks were flushed red as if they could bleed.

"Hoo... Luo Chen, you..."

She tried to regain some of the dignity that belonged to the Knight King, but her soft, coquettish voice had no power whatsoever, even she herself found it to be utterly intimidating.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Someone just fed me the crepe. In response, I naturally have to savor it thoroughly."

"That was just to let you try a bite of the crepe, who told you to..."

Artoria turned her head away in embarrassment and annoyance, her ahoge curling into an adorable question mark from extreme shyness.

"If Mordred or Lady Scáthach were to see me doing such a thing in the street, my dignity as a king would be completely ruined."

"Don't worry, they're probably busy maxing out my credit card right now, they don't have time to bother with us."

Luo Chen stood up and pulled her up from the bench.

He held the small hand that was slightly sweaty from nervousness and looked towards a high-end women's clothing boutique across the street.

"Let's go. I promised you earlier that after we finish dessert, we should go buy some new clothes. We can't let you keep wearing these old outfits in modern society."

"Actually... it doesn't need to be that expensive."

Artoria looked down at her blue and white dress.

"This outfit is still wearable. Knights aren't picky about their attire, as long as it doesn't hinder combat..."

"But you're not fighting right now, you're dating me."

Luo Chen ruthlessly interrupted her rigid knightly theories and directly pulled her to push open the glass door of the boutique.

"Besides, dressing up your woman beautifully is a man's privilege. You just need to try it on, and I'll take care of the rest."

The boutique is well-air-conditioned and has an elegant decor.

Upon seeing the two distinguished guests enter, the sales assistant immediately greeted them warmly.

"Welcome. Sir, Madam, how can I help you?"

Without wasting any words, Luo Chen handed over the black gold card that symbolized endless wealth, his eyes sweeping over the dazzling array of the latest seasonal items in the store.

"Bring all the latest seasonal styles that fit this lady's size, whether they're casual wear, evening gowns, or relaxed clothing, and have her try them on."

When the sales assistant saw the black gold card, her eyes widened instantly, and the smile on her face immediately became incredibly sincere and enthusiastic.

"Yes, sir! Please wait a moment, I will arrange it immediately!"

With the sales assistants working almost frantically, more than a dozen exquisite outfits of different styles were delivered to the VIP fitting room in less than five minutes.

Artoria was ushered into the fitting room by a group of enthusiastic female sales assistants, her hands stuffed with various styles of dresses.

"Wait, wait a minute! There's too much of this..."

"Go, Lia. I'll be waiting for you here."

Luo Chen sat on the leather sofa outside the fitting room, picked up a fashion magazine from the shelf next to him, and patiently began to read it.

A few minutes later.

The curtain in the fitting room was pulled open a crack.

Artoria came out somewhat awkwardly.

She changed into a pure white off-shoulder dress, the hem of which just reached her knees. A light blue ribbon cinched her waist, perfectly outlining her slender yet powerful figure.

The exposed section of her fair collarbone gleamed alluringly under the light.

"That...that...Luo Chen."

She clasped her hands nervously in front of her, her eyes darting away, avoiding his gaze.

"Isn't this outfit a bit too revealing? The shoulders are completely exposed; in an emergency, it would be easy for the enemy to target vital areas..."

Luo Chen put down the magazine and looked up.

The moment he saw her clearly, a hint of amazement flashed in his crimson-gold eyes.

Having shed her heavy armor and the shackles of being a "king," Artoria is now a pure and breathtakingly beautiful young girl.

That unique blend of innocence and heroic spirit is more captivating than any elaborate embellishment.

"Don't worry about any vital points. With me here, no one can hurt you."

Luo Chen stood up, walked up to her, and looked her up and down with intense eyes.

"It's beautiful. This dress suits you perfectly."

He turned to the sales assistant beside him and said, "Wrap this up."

"Yes!" The sales assistant smiled broadly.

"Let's try on the next one." Luo Chen patted Saber on the shoulder.

"Shall we try again?"

Artoria felt somewhat helpless, but seeing Luo Chen's satisfied look, a sweet feeling welled up in her heart.

So this is what it feels like for a girl to show her beauty in front of the person she loves?

It seems I don't dislike it.

For the next hour, this "costume show" belonging to the Knight King continued to unfold under Luo Chen's watchful eye.

A sharp business suit, a relaxed knit sweater, or even a slightly playful pair of overalls.

No matter the style, Artoria's flawless face and aloof temperament allow her to carry it off with ease.

When she pulled back the curtain for the last time, she had changed into a black evening gown.

A deep V-neck, a high slit skirt, paired with a pair of black stiletto heels.

This mature style, usually worn only by Scáthach or Morgan, surprisingly created an extremely strong sense of "asceticism" when worn by Saber.

"Hmm... the heels on these shoes are too high, it's impossible to maintain a stable center of gravity."

Artoria staggered out, her brow furrowed.

"Furthermore, the design of the hem of this outfit completely hinders the generation of leg power. In actual combat..."

"I won't buy this one."

Luo Chen suddenly spoke, his voice several decibels lower than before.

"Huh? It doesn't look good?" Artoria was taken aback.

Luo Chen stepped forward and used his trench coat to block the view of the sales assistant next to him, pinning Saber against the door frame of the fitting room.

He lowered his head, his gaze sweeping aggressively over the snow-white cleavage, his tone domineering.

"It looks good. But it's too revealing."

"This kind of clothing is only allowed to be worn by me alone in the fairy's bedroom in the palace."

"Sales assistant, please wrap this one up and put it separately. Also, send all the styles we just tried on to the address I provided."

"Yes, yes, sir!"

The sales assistant was so excited her voice was trembling. This one order was equivalent to half a year's revenue for her store.

Artoria's face turned bright red again after being provoked by Luo Chen's possessive words.

She obediently went back to the fitting room and changed back into her own clothes.

Although he was treated as "private property," the feeling of being cherished and protected with domineering force brought this once lonely king an unprecedented sense of happiness.

……

Meanwhile, at the other end of Komao Town, inside a large luxury shopping mall.

The atmosphere here is completely different from the warmth of Luo Chen's place; it's practically a disaster called "money."

"Wrap up this one, this one, and that whole row of diamonds!"

In front of the top-tier jewelry counter on the top floor of the mall, Ishtar (the goddess of Venus) is gesturing grandly and confidently.

Her black twin ponytails swayed excitedly, and her ruby-like eyes reflected the dazzling jewels on the counter, as if she were immersed in some kind of sacred ritual.

"While this sapphire's purity can't compare to that of the Divine Era, its cutting technique is quite unique. Buying it back as a spare magic node for my Sky Ship wouldn't be bad."

As Ishtar muttered to herself, she casually slapped a black gold card on the counter and waved it at the completely dumbfounded sales manager.

"Don't just stand there! Swipe your card! No PIN required!"

"Yes, yes! Your Excellency!"

The store manager took the card with trembling hands; his shirt was already soaked with cold sweat.

He had worked at this store for over a decade and had never seen such a crazy customer.

Buying jewelry worth tens of millions is as easy as buying cabbage at the market, without batting an eye.

Not far behind Ishtar.

Scáthach is standing in a top international lingerie boutique.

Today, the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom was dressed in a tight purple casual outfit, arms crossed, her wine-red eyes scrutinizing the rows of scantily clad, daringly designed lingerie with an extremely critical eye.

"This material... is too rough. Rubbing against the skin will affect the conduction of magic."

Scáthach casually picked up a black, semi-transparent lace bodysuit, held it up in front of her, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

"However, the design is rather interesting. Aren't those so-called 'buttons' just there to make it easy to tear them apart?"

She turned to look at the trembling saleswoman next to her.

"Take this one, and those red and purple ones over there, all in my size. It's best to find ones made of a more durable material, because my husband is very strong, and it would be very disappointing if they tore easily."

"Okay! Your size is..."

The saleswoman blushed deeply, overwhelmed by Scáthach's powerful aura as a mature woman, and even stammered.

Scáthach presented a set of numbers that would drive any woman mad with envy.

And the arcade on the top floor of the mall.

"Ora ora ora!! Die, you son of a bitch!"

Mordred sat in front of a holographic fighting simulator, frantically pounding the buttons with his hands.

On the screen, the red-armored swordsman she was controlling was relentlessly grinding the monster on the other side to the ground.

"Too weak! Is this the highest difficulty level for the machines here?! Not even one can stop me for three seconds!"

Melusin (the fairy knight Lancelot) floats in the claw machine area.

She didn't buy any game tokens at all; instead, she used her fairy's tiny magical power to interfere with the machine's physical claws.

Click, click.

She precisely grabbed one huge plush toy after another.

In less than ten minutes, a "toy mountain" made up of Pikachu, polar bear, and pink dinosaur had been built up at her feet.

"Hmph, you think you can stump a fairy knight with such a low-level physical mechanism? You're too naive."

Melusin clapped her hands triumphantly and turned to look at the pile of spoils.

"If I take these back and fill Master's room, Master will definitely praise me!"

This "shopping spree" composed of top-tier Servants completely turned the commercial district of Kuoh Town upside down on this ordinary afternoon.

……

As evening approached, the sun began to set.

As Luo Chen strolled leisurely along the tree-lined path back to the Fairy Palace, holding Artoria's hand, his system space was already filled with hundreds of shopping bags of all sizes.

"I really bought way too much today..."

Artoria glanced at Luo Chen somewhat guiltily.

"I saw the number swiped on that card... Although I don't have a clear concept of modern currency, that string of zeros is enough to arm two full-strength knight orders in Camelot."

"Money is something you earn to spend."

Luo Chen chuckled softly, pulled her closer, and walked side by side in the sunset.

"Besides, those gold and jewels were originally 'reclaimed' from those greedy magicians and villains. I think it's worth it to use their money to make my woman happy."

As they walked and talked, they soon saw the magnificent iron gate of the Fairy Palace.

However, the moment they pushed open the door and stepped into the lobby on the first floor...

The originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became somewhat... eerie.

The lobby was piled high with shopping bags.

Ishtar was sitting on the sofa, examining her trophies one by one with a magnifying glass.

Scáthach was carrying several black bags with some kind of private brand logo, and she was exchanging silent glances with Morgan le Fay, who was coming down from the second floor.

Melusin and Mordred are arguing about whose doll is bigger.

In a corner of the hall.

Rias, Akeno Himejima, Aisha, and several other "local maids" stood there trembling, watching the group of "gods" returning laden with their spoils, not daring to utter a sound.

"You're back?"

Morgan stopped in the middle of the stairs, his ruby-like eyes coldly sweeping over Luo Chen and Artoria beside him, who was clearly nourished and radiating an amazing glow.

The Fairy Queen's gaze lingered for a second on Saber's brand-new, clearly carefully chosen white dress, before she let out a soft, ambiguous hum.

"It seems that this afternoon's 'one-on-one tutoring' went very well, Arthur."

Morgan slowly walked down the stairs, and her powerful aura instantly silenced the hall.

"I just wonder, while you were taking her shopping for clothes, did you ever think about the people at home waiting for you to have dinner?"

"Of course I've thought about it."

Luo Chen remained expressionless, walked straight forward, and under everyone's gaze, naturally put his arm around Morgan's waist, and whispered something in her ear that only the two of them could hear.

"I not only thought about it, but I also specially ordered something to personally deliver to you tonight."

"It is a star necklace that perfectly complements your queenly aura."

Morgan's body stiffened slightly, and the frost in his eyes melted away like spring snow the moment he heard those words.

She turned her head away haughtily, concealing the smile on her lips.

"Hmph, you think you can fob me off with a piece of jewelry? Britain's treasury has everything."

Even so, she did not push Luo Chen's hand away.

"Alright, now that everyone's back..."

Luo Chen turned around, clapped his hands, and drew everyone's attention.

"Xiaoyu, is dinner ready?"

"Ready, woof!"

Tamamo Cat slid out of the kitchen carrying a large pot of stew.

"Today's feast is a celebration of everyone's bountiful harvest—the ultimate land, sea, and air stew! Please take your seats!"

Accompanied by the aroma of food, the fairy palace once again descended into its usual hustle and bustle.

Luo Chen sat in the main seat, watching the Servants on both sides exchanging harsh words over the meat, and the Gremory Familia members who, though fearful, were gradually integrating into the group.

He picked up the red wine beside him and took a small sip.

"What a peaceful day."

Luo Chen sighed inwardly.

Although he knew that this peace was only built on his absolute violent deterrence.

The three major factions outside are probably still racking their brains over how to appease him.

But so what?

As long as he's under this roof, as long as his vibrant, noisy, and deeply dependent family members are there.

This is what he ultimately wanted to build—the true [Avalon]—after traversing countless singularities.