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

The morning sunlight, like scattered gold, pierced through the eerie blue barrier of the fairy palace.

In the spacious master bedroom, the edges of the velvet curtains shimmered with a soft glow.

The scent in the air, a mixture of cool floral fragrance and sweet aroma, had not yet completely dissipated.

Luo Chen leaned against the headboard.

He casually draped a black silk bathrobe over himself, his crimson-gold vertical pupils half-closed as he looked into his arms.

Last night's "meeting" was long and intense.

Emilia's physique was much stronger than that of an ordinary person, but when faced with his unfathomable strength, which was as vast as the stars and the sea, she was like a small boat in a storm, swaying violently.

If Scáthach hadn't been there to provide "practical guidance," this silver-haired girl would probably have fainted several times over.

At this moment, Emilia curled up tightly in his arms, like a kitten that had found absolute security.

Her delicate face was still flushed, her silver hair was scattered messily on his chest, and there were tear stains at the corners of her eyes.

But a smile, both reassuring and sweet, appeared on her lips like never before.

She was no longer the "half of the Witch of Envy" who was despised and feared.

She is the woman of the Star King, who can crush the laws of the world with his bare hands.

"Hmm..."

Scáthach, sleeping on the other side, let out a lazy nasal sound.

She slowly opened her wine-red eyes, her long, fair legs casually draped over Luo Chen's waist as she stretched.

The perfectly defined muscle lines were on full display in the morning light.

"What a thrilling 'battle,' Master. Although this little girl was clumsy at first, she adapted quite well."

Scáthach reached out and pinched Emilia's soft cheek, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.

"However, if she wants to completely satisfy this insatiable red dragon, she'll still need to 'train' herself for a while."

"You dare say that?"

Morgan le Fay was already dressed.

She changed into a deep purple fitted long dress, sat in front of the dressing table, and used a silver comb to style her moon-like long hair.

Through the mirror, those ruby ​​eyes glanced coldly at Scáthach on the bed.

"If you hadn't insisted on provoking Arthur halfway through, escalating the war to that point, this child wouldn't be so exhausted. Those barbarians of the Land of Shadows truly don't understand the meaning of 'steady progress.'"

"Oh dear, is Her Highness the Fairy Princess feeling sorry for the newcomer?"

Scáthach was not angry at all. Instead, she propped herself up and retorted with great interest.

"I wonder who was watching the most enthusiastically last night."

Seeing that the two queens were about to start their daily morning bickering again, Luo Chen chuckled helplessly.

He pulled his left hand out of Emilia's grasp and gently patted Scáthach's slender waist.

"Alright, save your energy. There are guests waiting for us outside to 'receive' them."

His gaze pierced through the bedroom wall and landed directly on the open ground hundreds of meters away, outside the barrier.

……

The fairy left the palace.

The morning breeze was cool.

But Roswald L. Mezas, kneeling on the cold ground, already had his back soaked in cold sweat.

This border count, who wields immense power in the Kingdom of Lukenica and is the most powerful court mage, has been kneeling here for a full three hours.

He didn't use any magic to ward off the cold, and he didn't even change his posture.

Because he dared not.

The mansion, so close at hand, exuded a terrifying pressure that made his very soul tremble.

That was an abyss far more vast and incomprehensible than the "Witch of Envy" he had faced before.

Behind him stood two twin maids who looked remarkably alike.

Rem with short blue hair, and Ram with short pink hair.

"Lord Roswaal..."

Rem looked at her master's slightly trembling shoulders, her light blue eyes filled with worry and heartache.

She clutched a heavy sandalwood box tightly, filled with the finest magical ores and land deeds from the territory.

"Are the people inside... really worth going to such lengths for? If they truly wanted to hurt you, my sister and I would fight to the death..."

"Shut up, Rem."

Ram coldly interrupted her sister.

Her tone remained firm, but deep within her pink eyes lay a fear that was difficult for ordinary people to perceive.

As a former genius of the Oni clan, even after losing the Oni horn that represented power, Ram's intuition remained sharp.

She could clearly sense that several powerful auras lurking within the mansion ahead, auras capable of instantly erasing the entire kingdom from the map.

"Don't do anything unnecessary. If we anger what's inside, it won't just be us who die. The entire Roswaal territory will be reduced to ashes in an instant."

Just as the twin demons were feeling uneasy.

hum-

The dark blue barrier that had once enveloped the mansion like an impregnable fortress now rippled outwards like waves.

A heavy metallic scraping sound rang out.

The tall, carved mahogany iron gate slowly opened inwards.

"Come in. My dad said you've been kneeling outside for too long and made the ground in front of the door dirty."

A blonde girl carrying a huge crimson greatsword, wearing a red jacket and denim shorts, chewed gum and swaggered into the doorway.

Mordred.

Her emerald green eyes swept down at the kneeling Roswaal, filled with undisguised contempt.

He glanced again at Rem and Ram behind him.

"What are you all standing there for? Dad's time is precious. If you make him wait too long, you'll all be leaving here on your own."

"Yes...yes! Thank you for your kindness, sir!"

Roswaal felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and without even brushing the dirt off his knees, he stood up in an extremely humble manner.

With Rem and Ram by her side, she stumbled into the manor, which resembled a divine realm.

As soon as they entered the gate, Roswaal and the twin maids began to breathe rapidly.

The space here! The concentration of magic here!

Every breath of air that enters the lungs seems to contain the pure ether from the age of gods!

This level of magic foundation is something that even a magician who has lived for four hundred years, let alone the legendary dragon Polcanny, could never construct!

Walk through the front yard, which is covered with exotic flowers and plants.

The three of them cautiously stepped into the lobby on the first floor of the mansion.

The luxury of the hall cannot be measured in money.

But what truly suffocated them were the people sitting in the hall.

Beside the long, obsidian dining table.

A dignified-looking young woman with blonde hair and blue eyes was devouring a mountain of roasted meat and pancakes in front of her with an extremely elegant yet astonishing speed.

Across from her, a girl with pinkish-purple cross-shaped eyes was holding a huge bowl of pudding, making cute "Aaa~" sounds as she ate.

Beside her, the expressionless, dark-haired gothic lolita was quietly watching cartoons on TV.

This seemingly harmonious and heartwarming everyday scene was nothing short of a chaotic mess in Roswaal's eyes.

The two little girls eating snacks exuded an aura of "calamity" that was a hundred times more terrifying than that of the Great Sin Witch!

It was a pure, indescribable, ultimate life form!

Stop looking around, clown.

A calm yet authoritative voice emanated from the main sofa in the center of the hall.

Roswaal shuddered and stiffly turned his gaze away.

Luo Chen was wearing a well-tailored black shirt, his legs crossed, leaning lazily against the back of the sofa.

To his left, Morgan le Fay held a cup of red tea, his eyes cold.

To his right, Emilia, who had just experienced a "storm" last night, was now wearing a loose white shirt, her face flushed, nestled in Luo Chen's arms like a little bird.

"Lady Emilia..."

Rem and Ram were visibly incredulous when they saw this.

That girl who usually keeps her distance from people and feels inferior because of her half-elf identity.

At this moment, nestled in this man's arms, she revealed a charm and sense of security that they had never seen before, the kind of tenderness and peace that belonged to a woman in love.

"thump!"

Without any hesitation, Roswaal knelt down again and buried his head deep in the carpet.

"Great King of Another World, Lord Luo Chen."

"The guilty subject Roswaal L. Mezas comes to apologize for his ignorance and offense yesterday. These are the deeds to all the lands, wealth, and..."

His voice trembled as he raised the sandalwood box high with both hands.

"And all my loyalty. I only beg you... to forgive my folly and grant me the right to live."

Luo Chen did not take the box.

He picked up the coffee cup in front of him, took a small sip, and looked down at the clown who had schemed everything in the original story with his crimson-gold vertical pupils.

"Your loyalty? That twisted obsession with abandoning anyone for the sake of seeing Echidna again—does that even deserve to be called loyalty?"

Roswaal's body trembled violently, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

His secret, hidden for four hundred years, was like a blank sheet of paper covered in writing in front of this man, completely transparent.

"However, I've never been one to push people to the brink."

Luo Chen put down his coffee cup and tapped his fingers lightly on the sofa armrest.

"I have no interest in your property and lands. Any single piece of furniture in this fairy palace is worth more than your entire border earldom."

"I'm sparing your life only because Emilia still needs a nominal 'supporter' in this country to deal with all the tedious political garbage."

"You can continue being a border Count, and continue chasing after the phantom of your witch teacher. But remember this—"

Luo Chen's voice suddenly turned cold.

An invisible, immense pressure, like a bottomless abyss, pressed heavily on Roswaal's soul.

"—If I find out again that you're trying to use that lousy book to scheme against Emilia, or trying to pull any tricks in the selection of the king in this country."

"I will extract your soul and place it in the karmic fire of the fairy kingdom, where it will burn for forty thousand years."

"Yes...yes!!! This sinner would never dare to have any more improper thoughts!!"

Roswaal was so suffocated by the pressure that he could only desperately bang his head against the ground, his voice filled with extreme fear.

"Alright, take your things and get out of here."

Luo Chen waved his hand, as if shooing away a fly.

Roswaal felt as if he had been granted a pardon and scrambled to his feet.

He didn't even dare to wipe the cold sweat from his face, and turned around to leave this nightmarish place with Rem and Ram.

However, just as Rem and Ram were preparing to catch up with their master...

"etc."

Luo Chen's gaze suddenly fell on the twin maids with short blue and pink hair.

Roswaal froze instantly, his heart clenching.

Rem and Ram also stopped in their tracks, their hands instinctively tightening around each other, a hint of wariness and unease flashing in their eyes.

"These two maids, stay."

Luo Chen leaned back on the sofa, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"It just so happens that this house is too big, and Rias and Akeno can't manage it all. These two little oni girls should be pretty good at housekeeping, right?"

"this……"

Roswaal's expression changed.

Rem and Ram are his most trusted confidants and indispensable pawns in his plan.

But at this moment, faced with Luo Chen's request, he couldn't even utter a single "no".

"Yes...it is their honor to serve Lord Luo Chen."

Roswaal gritted his teeth, turned around resolutely, and gave the orders to the twins.

"Rem, Ram, from this day forward, you are Lord Luo Chen's personal maids. You must absolutely obey any of his orders."

"Lord Roswaal!"

Tears welled up in Rem's eyes.

Although she was terrified of the mansion, she was even more unwilling to leave the benefactor who had saved her and her sister.

Ram bit her lower lip hard, her pink eyes flashing with a stubborn light.

She stepped forward, blocking Rem's path, and stared directly at Luo Chen.

"My lord. If this is Lord Roswaal's order, Ram and Rem will naturally stay."

"But Ram is a crippled Oni with a missing horn, and can offer you no combat value beyond housework. If you only need tools for cleaning, Ram is sufficient on her own. Please... allow Rem to return with Lord Roswaal."

"elder sister!"

Rem gasped in surprise.

"Oh? You've got guts, haven't you?"

Looking at the two deeply affectionate ghost twins, Luo Chen was not angry at all; instead, he smiled with interest.

He stood up and slowly walked over to Ram.

Under Ram's wary gaze, Luo Chen stretched out his right hand and pressed it onto the top of her short pink hair without warning.

"What...what do you want to do...?"

Ram instinctively wanted to resist, but his body was completely immobilized by the aura of the superior.

"Losing a corner makes you feel crippled?"

In Luo Chen's crimson-gold vertical pupils, a deep purple-gold starlight shimmered.

The [Third Star Particle Body] within the body began to operate at a low frequency.

The supreme power, infused with the Third Magic - Soul Materialization, flowed continuously into the depths of Ram's spirit foundation through his palm!

"On my property, I do not allow the concept of 'imperfection' to exist in my possessions."

"—Conceptual Reshaping, Rebirth from a Broken Corner."

hum! ! !

An extremely dazzling blue-white light burst forth from Ram's forehead!

It was a miracle that transcended healing and directly repaired cause and effect at the level of "existence"!

"Aaaaaahh ...

Ram let out a scream that was both painful and intensely pleasurable.

She could feel that the emptiness that had been troubling her and causing her magic to constantly drain away was forcibly filled by a vast and boundless power in that instant!

It not only filled her up, but that power also opened up a magical circuit within her body that was ten or even a hundred times wider than before!

The light dissipated.

To everyone's astonishment.

On the left side of Ramna's originally smooth forehead, a perfect demon horn emitting a faint white light had actually grown out!

That was the source of the demon race's power, countless times stronger and purer than when she was at her peak!

"This...this is..."

Ram stared blankly at the horn that had been lost and found on his forehead, feeling the surging magic power within him like a vast ocean, completely losing his composure.

Even a severed demon horn can regenerate out of thin air?!

This is a miracle that only the creator god could accomplish!

"Sister!! Your horns!!"

Rem covered her mouth, bursting into tears of joy, and threw herself into Ram's arms.

Roswaal, who had already reached the door, turned around and saw this scene, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

He spent his entire life studying magic, but he had never seen such an absurd scene.

That man, with just a touch on the head, broke through the irreversible physiological defects of the demon race?!

"Now, do you still consider yourself a defective product?"

Luo Chen withdrew his hand, picked up a tissue from the table next to him, wiped his fingers, and spoke in a calm tone as if he had done something insignificant.

"You two, go to the kitchen and report to Xiaoyu. She'll teach you the rules here."

"As for your former master..."

Luo Chen glanced at Roswaal, who looked like he'd been struck by lightning, standing at the door.

"He's not even worthy to carry your shoes anymore."

"Yes...yes!!"

Ram and Rem no longer harbored any resentment.

For the Oni race, power is the absolute truth.

In their hearts, Luo Chen, who was able to bestow such a miracle, had completely replaced Roswaal and become the true god.

The two twin maids knelt down in unison and performed the most devout prostration to Luo Chen.

"Ram (Rem) swears to serve Lord Luo Chen to the death! She is willing to offer you everything of the Oni race!"

Looking at the two sisters who had finally returned to their hearts, Luo Chen nodded in satisfaction.

Now, the fairy's housekeeping team is fully formed.

He turned around and walked towards the sofa.

He pulled Emilia, whose face was full of adoration and whose eyes were practically drooling, back into his arms.

"Alright, all the bystanders have been dealt with."

Luo Chen picked up his black tea and looked at the bright sunlight outside the hall.

"After breakfast, let's take a stroll through the streets of the capital."

"Now that I've become the true master of this country, I should at least take a tour of the territory and see if there are any foolish witch cultists I can use as punching bags for my after-dinner exercise."