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

"Smack."

The dragon emblem, shimmering with a fiery red light and carrying a slightly unsettling warmth, landed steadily in Emilia's fair palm.

The half-elf girl stared blankly at the badge in her hand.

Originally, it was just a royal token engraved with a faint magic circle, but now, the trace of magic power belonging to the divine dragon "Polkeni" inside the badge seemed to have been completely activated by some kind of pilgrimage instinct, and was still pulsating at an extremely intense frequency, like a beating heart.

"What... what kind of power is this...?"

Emilia swallowed hard, her amethyst-like eyes struggling to leave the badge and look at the man in black who was turning to walk away.

The sheer presence that could make the entire magical foundation of the Kingdom of Lukenica tremble, even just by standing there, was far beyond her comprehension as an elven sorcerer.

"Lia, please don't investigate."

The great elf Puck, who had been nestled on Emilia's shoulder, couldn't even maintain his usual frivolous tone at this moment.

It covered its eyes tightly with its two little paws, and kept its voice very low, as if afraid of disturbing Luo Chen who was walking ahead.

"That's not a realm we can access. Even 'Ode Ragnar,' who created this world, would probably be nothing more than a glass ball that could be crushed at any moment in front of that man. Finding the badge is already a miracle; the only thing we can do now is pretend nothing happened!"

"But……"

Emilia bit her lower lip, looking at the ruins that had been turned into a vacuum passage by Saber's basic attack.

"They helped me..."

"They're just clearing away the trash blocking the way!"

Natsuki Subaru got up from the ground at some point, and although his legs were still shaking, he stubbornly came over.

He watched Luo Chen and the others walk away, his eyes filled with deep jealousy and fear.

"Emilia-tan! Don't be fooled by them! These guys who appear with world-destroying special effects are definitely final boss-level villains in the game! They're definitely up to some shady plot!"

"You monkey in your pajamas, do you think your tongue is superfluous?"

Mordred, who was walking at the back of the group, suddenly stopped and turned her head slightly.

A chilling killing intent flashed in his emerald green eyes.

She didn't even draw her sword; the mere wisp of crimson lightning magic emanating from her body lashed out at Natsuki Subaru's chest like an invisible whip.

"Bang!"

Natsuki Subaru was sent flying like a tattered sack again, crashing heavily into a dusty corner of the wall. He clutched his chest and began to retch, unable to utter a single word.

"Xiao Mo, don't waste your time on this weed that doesn't even have a magic loop."

Morgan le Fay, holding his black magic umbrella, didn't even glance at those behind him, but lazily urged them on.

"The air in this slum is filled with the stench of cheap, sour food, and my patience is almost at its limit."

"Tch, you're lucky, kid."

Mordred spat and, carrying his greatsword, quickly caught up with Luo Chen and Artoria ahead.

……

Leaving the dilapidated warehouse of stolen goods, the four of them walked along the hundreds-of-meters-long vacuum tunnel that Saber's sword had forcibly plowed out, heading towards the central district of the royal capital.

The slums, which were originally hidden by tall buildings, were now bathed in the midday sun without any obstruction thanks to this passageway.

However, just as they were about to step out of the slum, Luo Chen paused slightly.

"What's wrong, Luo Chen?"

Artoria keenly noticed her Master's pause.

Her emerald green eyes sharpened instantly, her gaze sweeping over the ruins ahead and locking onto the end of the street.

There, an extremely pure magical energy, even carrying a sense of absolute justice like that of a "darling of the world," was approaching at an alarming speed.

"It's nothing, just a security guard with a bit of a reputation."

Luo Chen had one hand in his trench coat pocket, a playful smile flashing in his crimson-gold vertical pupils.

"Since such a commotion has been made on someone else's turf, it would be a huge loss of face for the Kingdom of Lukenica if not even a decent security detail showed up."

Da, da, da.

The crisp, rhythmic sound of leather boots echoed through the quiet street.

Accompanied by a gentle breeze, a tall young man with dazzling red hair like burning flames and dressed in a pure white Royal Guard uniform slowly walked out from the corner of the street.

He possessed a handsome face that could make countless young girls fall for him, clear blue eyes, and a long sword with an ancient design that exuded immense divine power at his waist.

Sword Saint, Reinhard van Astreya.

The absolute ceiling of combat power in this world, a perfect knight who is madly favored by the "world's will" and possesses countless unreasonable blessings.

Reinhard stopped a dozen meters away from Luo Chen and the others.

He first glanced at the slum street that had been completely razed to the ground, a look of extreme shock flashing in his eyes. Then, he turned his gaze to the four people opposite him.

As a swordsman, his intuition was frantically warning him.

The Blessing of Evasion, the Blessing of Preemption, the Blessing of the Sword Saint... The hundreds and thousands of powers bestowed upon him by the world were now trembling slightly!

In his view, these four strangely dressed people were neither human nor demi-human.

The woman holding the black umbrella was like an abyss that devoured all magic.

The blonde girl carrying the greatsword resembled a ferocious red lotus beast that could go berserk at any moment.

The girl in the blue and white dress radiated a kingly light that was a hundred times purer and ten thousand times nobler than any knight he had ever seen.

What suffocated him most was the black-haired man standing in the very center.

Reinhard's prized [Blessing of Judgment] (which allows him to see through his opponent's strengths and weaknesses) was rendered useless the moment he came into contact with that man. It was like a blind man staring directly at the sun; all he could see was a blinding, stinging white light.

No, it's not that I can't see it.

Rather, it is the other party's "existence" itself that has exceeded the upper limit that the laws of this world can analyze!

"Nice to meet you, several unknown powerful individuals."

Despite the turmoil raging within him, Reinhard maintained his impeccable chivalry.

He bowed slightly, his right hand pressed against his chest.

"I am Reinhard of the Royal Guard Knights. Due to the unusual dragon's aura that appeared over the capital just now, and the massive destruction that occurred here, as a knight, I must come to check on the situation."

He raised his head, his azure eyes looking at Luo Chen with neither arrogance nor servility.

"Excuse me, were you the ones who caused this damage?"

"So what if it is?"

Before Luo Chen could speak, Mordred had already slammed his sword to the ground in displeasure, raising his chin and looking at the "Sword Saint" provocatively.

"What? You want to stand up for those rats hiding in the gutter? Red-haired kid, although you look a bit better than that idiot in the tracksuit, putting on this righteous face in front of me will get you a beating."

"Mordred, mind your manners."

Artoria gently stopped the brat's provocation.

She stepped forward and looked at Reinhard. As a fellow knight, she could naturally see his impeccable posture and swordsmanship.

"Knight, we had no intention of disrupting the order of this city. We were merely eliminating an evil assassin who attempted to harm an innocent girl. As for these ruins, you can consider them a small 'warning' from our Master."

"I see, so you've punished the villains."

Reinhard nodded slightly, but his hand did not move from the hilt of his sword.

"While I am grateful for your righteous act, the extent of the damage here has seriously threatened the safety of the capital. As a royal guard knight, I cannot allow you to leave based solely on your own account. If possible, could you please accompany me back to the Knights' headquarters...?"

"Go back with you?"

Morgan le Fay let out an extremely cold sneer.

"A mere native knight who hasn't even grasped the fundamental laws of this world dares to presume to judge the King of Britain? Arthur, do the natives of this world have some misunderstanding of the word 'reverence'?"

"Because he has what you call 'confidence'."

Luo Chen finally spoke.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked past Saber and Morgan, leisurely approaching Reinhard, the two no more than five meters apart.

Their crimson-gold vertical pupils met in mid-air.

"Those 'blessings' you have are your bargaining chips, aren't they?"

Luo Chen looked at Reinhard as if he were looking at an overprotected baby.

"You can see through the enemy's moves at first sight, you will never be ambushed, you can dodge any attack on the first try... even the laws of this world protect you."

"The feeling of being favored by the world can easily give people the illusion that 'I can protect everything'."

Reinhard's expression finally changed.

The protective aura surrounding him was an absolute secret, yet this man saw right through it all at a glance?!

"But unfortunately, the red-haired swordsman."

Luo Chen's lips curled into an extremely arrogant sneer.

"Your so-called 'blessing' is only effective within this sandbox called 'Ode Ragnar'."

"And me..."

The Third Star Particle Body within Luo Chen's body rotated slightly, and an indescribable, terrifying pressure that surpassed the entire Re:Zero worldview descended instantly!

"—We're here to smash this sand table."

Click!

The stone slab beneath Reinhard's feet shattered instantly!

His supposedly perfect body buckled uncontrollably the moment Luo Chen released that trace of the pressure from the [Three-Digit Full Authority Domain of the Little Garden]!

At this moment, all the protections sounded piercing alarms, and the world's will, in an attempt to protect its darling, frantically poured magic into Reinhard's body.

But it had no effect.

Faced with absolute higher-dimensional mass, the laws of this world are like a fragile blank sheet of paper, mercilessly crushed and covered up!

"Ugh...!"

Reinhard gritted his teeth and forced himself to rest on the ground with the scabbard of his sword, barely managing to avoid kneeling on one knee.

An emotion called "horrified" finally welled up in his clear eyes.

Who exactly is this man?!

He wasn't fighting against himself; he was fighting against the whole world!

And... the world lost?!

"Since you have such faith in the sword in your hand..."

Luo Chen looked down at him, a hint of boredom in his eyes.

"Pull it out."

"That divine weapon called 'Dragon Sword Red'."

"Let me see if this sword, which is said to only be drawn when facing truly powerful enemies and dragons, has the courage to be drawn when facing me, the 'source'."

Upon hearing the words "Dragon Sword," Reinhard's pupils constricted sharply.

He took a deep breath, bracing himself against the terrifying pressure that threatened to crush his internal organs, and slowly gripped the hilt of the ancient longsword at his waist with his right hand.

"Since you have made such a request... as a Sword Saint, I must comply!"

Reinhard roared, pouring out all the magic and protection within him, in an attempt to pull the dragon sword Red from its sheath.

This sword had never been drawn when facing powerful magical beasts or even archbishops of the High Sin, but when Reinhard sensed the abyss-like aura emanating from Luo Chen, he was certain that it would answer his call.

however.

one second.

two seconds.

The veins on the back of Reinhard's hands bulged, and his face turned bright red, but the dragon sword at his waist... remained completely still!

"How...how is this possible?!"

Reinhard looked down in shock at the hilt of the sword in his hand.

This is not because he lacks strength.

Rather, it is this sword... that is resisting!

The Dragon Sword Red trembled violently inside its scabbard, emitting a series of teeth-grinding "buzzing" sounds.

It wasn't the excitement and desire of encountering a powerful enemy, but rather an extreme... fear and submission!

As a holy sword that once slew an evil dragon, it possesses extremely high spirituality.

In its pitiful perception, the man in black standing in front of it was not an enemy at all.

That is the ultimate life form combining a 100% Crimson Dragon Body with a Simulated Star Chart, the highest source of all dragon concepts!

Draw your sword? Draw your sword at a "Dragon King" of this caliber?

If the sword spirit of this sword were here, it would probably run out and kowtow three times to Luo Chen.

It would rather weld its scabbard shut than dare to show even a millimeter of its sharpness in front of Luo Chen!

"The Dragon Sword... refuses to be drawn?!"

Reinhard's seemingly indestructible worldview completely collapsed at this moment.

His pride and his proof as a sword saint were rendered powerless before this man, who didn't even have the right to draw his sword!

"It seems your sword is far smarter than you."

Luo Chen released the pressure with a cold smile.

Reinhardt, relieved of the pressure, gasped for breath, his white uniform soaked with sweat as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

He stared blankly at the sword in his hand, then looked at Luo Chen, his eyes filled with bitterness and shock.

"Don't waste your energy."

Artoria walked over to Luo Chen and looked at the distraught Reinhard. As a fellow swordsman, she offered a fair assessment.

"Your sword intent is pure, but you rely too much on the rules and regulations the world has imposed on you. A true sword should be drawn by one's own will, not by some kind of 'setting'."

"Let's go, Lia."

Luo Chen ignored the devastated sword saint.

He's only here today to give this world's military ceiling a little "knock" and let him know who's in charge in this capital.

"After a whole morning of running around, I must be hungry."

Luo Chen took Artoria's fair and soft hand in a very natural way and pulled her to his side.

"I've heard there's a very upscale restaurant in the heart of this capital. I'll take you there for lunch today to try some steak from another world."

"good!"

Artoria's eyes lit up instantly.

The imposing aura of a knight king vanished instantly, the ahoge on its head twirled happily twice, and it tightly gripped Luo Chen's large hand.

"Hey! Dad! I want some too! I want three servings!"

Mordred immediately moved closer.

"Vulgar appetite."

Morgan walked on the other side, holding a parasol. Although she complained, she subtly took Luo Chen's other arm, asserting her absolute dominance.

"However, if Arthur is paying, I wouldn't mind trying this primitive world's black tea."

The four of them ignored the group of dumbfounded guards behind them, as well as the sword saint Reinhard who was still standing there questioning his existence, and swaggered towards the most bustling central district of the royal capital.

……

The most upscale aristocratic restaurant in the capital, "Crown of Stars".

As a top-tier restaurant that only the elite can afford, its decor is extremely luxurious.

But when Luo Chen and his group entered the restaurant, the lobby manager was still stunned by their aura.

They were no ordinary nobles; even members of the royal family did not possess this kind of noble aura that made one want to kneel down.

"Give us the quietest private room on the top floor."

Luo Chen casually tossed out a top-grade magic ruby ​​he had smuggled from the previous world.

The manager's eyes lit up, and he immediately treated the four of them like royalty, inviting them to the luxurious panoramic suite on the top floor.

Inside the private room, huge floor-to-ceiling windows offer a panoramic view of the entire capital city.

"Although the magic concentration is extremely low, the scenery is still barely acceptable."

Morgan sat to Luo Chen's left, resting her chin on her hand, gazing at the exotic scenery outside the window.

Luo Chen sat in the main seat and handed the menu to Artoria, who had been eagerly waiting.

"Order whatever you want to eat."

"Thank you, Master!"

Saber solemnly accepted the menu and began a ritual called "sweeping away" to place an order.

Once the waiter brought out the mountain of roasted meat, salad, and desserts, the private room finally entered its cozy, everyday state.

Luo Chen cut off a perfectly grilled piece of monster meat steak, but instead of eating it himself, he very naturally offered it to Morgan's lips.

"Want to try some? Although it can't compare to the ingredients from your fairy kingdom, the cooking time is still acceptable."

Morgan paused for a moment.

A hint of unease flashed in her ruby-like eyes as she glanced at Saber and Mordred, who were engrossed in their food across from her.

Normally, when the fairies leave the palace, this kind of feeding scene is done by Jeanne Alter or that annoying Apollo. As a proud queen, she rarely shows such intimacy in front of others.

But when he saw Luo Chen's deep, smiling crimson-gold vertical pupils, Morgan's damned arrogance finally gave in.

She leaned forward slightly, opened her rosy lips, and took a bite of the steak with great elegance.

"...barely passed."

Morgan chewed slowly, and although she said she disliked it, a very charming blush rose on her fair cheeks.

She put down the silver fork in her hand, suddenly reached out, and quietly placed her hand under the table on Luo Chen's thigh, her slender fingertips drawing circles with a hint of provocation.

"However, compared to these inanimate objects, I'm more looking forward to the dessert you'll personally 'prepare' for me when we get back to the hotel tonight, Arthur."

Feeling the warmth and teasing from his thigh, Luo Chen's eyes darkened instantly.

He took Morgan's small hand, which was making a fuss under the table, and gently rubbed his thumb against her sensitive palm. His deep voice could only be heard by the two of them.

"As you wish, my queen."

"Tonight, I will make you truly understand... what it means to be 'filled'."

"Hmm!"

Morgan's ears burned at those words. She quickly withdrew her hand and pretended to pick up her teacup to drink tea, but the slightly trembling rim of the cup betrayed her inner turmoil.

"Master, this piece of meat is delicious, would you like to try some?"

Just then, Artoria suddenly looked up.

The pure-hearted knight king was completely unaware of the undercurrents swirling beneath the table.

She used a fork to pick up a piece of beef covered in rich sauce and held it up in front of Luo Chen.

Her emerald green eyes were filled with pure desire to share, but when she saw Luo Chen's ambiguous smile, she suddenly realized the "ambiguous" nature of her action.

"Um... it's okay if you don't want to eat it..."

Saber blushed and tried to pull her hand back.

"Since it is a gift from the King of Knights, how can I refuse?"

Luo Chen chuckled, leaned forward, and took a bite of the meat from her hand.

Not only that, but he deliberately licked Saber's fair fingers holding the fork.

"ah!"

Saber withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, and froze in her chair.

Her face turned as red as a ripe tomato, her tuft of hair on her head spun wildly, and even her breathing became rapid.

"Master... Master... you... you just now..."

"Hmm? I'm just enjoying the food. What's wrong?"

Luo Chen looked at her innocently, but a smug smile was hidden in his eyes.

"N-nothing!"

Saber frantically lowered her head, stuffing mashed potatoes into her mouth, trying to hide the pounding of her heart.

This man... is too cunning!

She always used this unexpected and unpredictable method to easily shatter her psychological defenses as a queen.

But... why don't I feel disgusted at all? On the contrary... I'm even a little happy?

"Tsk."

Sitting across from him, Mordred crunched a piece of steak loudly and rolled his eyes dramatically.

"This food is inedible. It smells like the sour, cloying scent of being in love."

She gulped down a mouthful of juice, mentally ranting:

Dad, Dad, in this other world, you're flirting with the King (Saber) right in front of Mom and me! Aren't you afraid that when you leave this restaurant, you'll be blasted to smithereens by two Noble Phantasms?!