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

A rare rainy morning in Fuyuki City.

The light drizzle tapped against the windowpane, bringing a touch of coolness to the city that had just experienced a sweltering summer.

Inside the fairy palace restaurant, the atmosphere was even more oppressive than the weather outside.

"...So, you guys messed up again?"

Luo Chen sat in the main seat, holding a cup of hot coffee. His crimson-gold eyes looked through the magic projection floating in mid-air at Dr. Roman, whose face was ashen and whose dark circles were as heavy as a panda's.

"No, it wasn't a mistake! It was an accident! It was truly beyond our control!"

Dr. Roman grabbed his disheveled hair and let out the typical lament of a corporate slave:

"We wanted to proceed cautiously, but this singularity is a powder keg! Ritsuka and Mashu were surrounded the moment they landed. If it weren't for their luck in encountering that... uh, the local Servant, they'd probably be forcibly repatriated by now!"

On the other side of the projection, Fujimaru Ritsuka squeezed into the frame.

The once energetic young girl was now covered in dust and dirt, with mud even sticking to her face, against a backdrop of noisy marching tents and the clanging of weapons.

"Mr. Luo Chen! Help!"

Ritsuka clasped her hands together and frantically prayed to the screen:

"There are too many enemies here! And they're all...super famous emperors! They're all like they've been given a cheat code! Mashu's shield is about to give way!"

"senior……"

Mashu also peeked out, her short purple hair slightly disheveled, her eyes filled with a longing for a "big thigh" (a euphemism for a large, attractive man).

"I'm sorry to disturb your vacation... but if it's alright, could you please support us one more time? This time, the enemy... has many 'Rome's'."

"Rome?"

Upon hearing this word, Artoria, who was spreading butter on the bread, stopped what she was doing.

She raised her head, and her emerald green eyes instantly sharpened.

"You mean... the Roman Empire that once tried to conquer Britain, but whose emperor (Lucius Tiberius) I killed?"

"Pshaw, Rome."

Mordred, who was munching on an apple, curled her lip in disdain and put her legs up on the table.

"A bunch of guys in sandals who only know how to form squares. What's there to be afraid of in that outdated empire?"

"The situation is more complicated than you think."

Dr. Roman pulled up a map, on which most of the European continent was stained a disturbing blood red:

"This era is the first century AD. It should have been a prosperous period under the rule of Nero Claudius."

"However, a force called the 'United Roman Empire' has appeared out of nowhere. They have summoned Roman emperors from various periods of history as their followers and are frantically eroding the original history."

"Rome today has become a battleground of 'emperors fighting each other'."

"Nero?"

Luo Chen raised an eyebrow.

Is that the tyrannical emperor who wore a red dress and called himself an artist?

This is quite an interesting character. In some ways, her personality is similar to that of the troubled children in the family (referring to Mordred and Jeanne Alter).

"Please, Mr. Luo Chen!"

Ritsuka almost burst into tears on the other side of the screen:

"Their forces are too powerful; we really can't defeat them on our own!"

Luo Chen put down his coffee cup and tapped his fingertips lightly on the table.

Of course he will go.

After all, the second singularity is one that must be corrected, and... he is also very interested in that famous "Rose Emperor".

"All right."

Luo Chen stood up, and his casual clothes disappeared in a burst of magical light, replaced by a set of azure silver knight king armor.

"Since it's an ally asking for help, there's no reason for us to sit idly by."

"Perfect timing! I'm tired of the food at home, and I'd like to try some authentic Roman roast meat."

"Great!!" Ritsuka and Mashu on the other side of the screen cheered excitedly, knowing they could be carried by the pro again.

"So, who's going this time?"

Morgan gracefully wiped her mouth, stood up, and walked to Luo Chen's side.

Today she wore a deep purple magical costume that allowed for easy movement, and held in her hand the magic spear that symbolized the dominion over the fairy kingdom.

"Although I have no interest in places that are full of dust and the smell of sweat, since we are going to 'conquer' the empire, the Queen of Britain cannot be absent."

"I'll go too."

Artoria gripped the invisible sword in her hand, her eyes resolute:

"Since our opponent is Rome, as the King of Knights, it is my duty to go and see. Moreover..."

She glanced at Luo Chen, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"As a scabbard, I cannot stray too far from the sword."

"Me too! Me too!"

Melusin flew directly onto Luo Chen's shoulder, hugging his neck tightly and refusing to let go:

"Wherever my Master goes, I'll go! I'm going to Rome and blow all those emperors to smithereens!"

"And me!"

Mordred jumped up, threw the last bite of apple into her mouth, and mumbled:

"How could I miss out on a war? I'm going to show those Romans what the Knights of the Round Table are all about!"

Luo Chen smiled as he looked at this group of "family members" who were full of fighting spirit.

well.

The Knights of the Round Table expeditionary force has assembled.

"Joan of Arc, Black Joan."

Luo Chen looked at the two sisters who were glaring at each other over the last piece of bacon.

"You all stay at home."

"Huh? Why should I?!" Jeanne Alter immediately bristled. "I'm going to burn down that so-called empire too!"

"Someone needs to look after the house."

Luo Chen walked over, patted Black Jeanne's head, and soothed the irritable witch:

"Sakura and Ilya are still in school. You two stay here and help Irisviel look after the children, and while you're at it... don't tear the house down."

"This is also an important task."

"...Tch, I know."

Although Jeanne Alter looked displeased, upon hearing the words "important mission," she still turned her head away haughtily and agreed.

Joan of Arc nodded gently: "Rest assured, Luo Chen. We will protect our home. May our military prowess be assured."

Make arrangements for the rear.

Luo Chen turned around and faced the crowd.

The crimson dragon's oppressive aura subtly emanated, making the air in the entire restaurant heavy and tense.

"System, coordinate anchoring."

"Target: 60 AD, Roman Empire, Second Singularity - Perpetual Mad Empire"

Om-!

A golden portal suddenly opened in the center of the living room.

"Let's go."

Luo Chen took the lead and stepped into the portal:

"Let's go and see if the legendary 'Rose Emperor' is really as... magnificent as the rumors say."

……

Near the Appian Way, 60 AD.

Under the blazing sun, yellow sand filled the sky.

This was the front line where the Roman army clashed with the combined imperial forces.

"We must hold on! For His Majesty the Emperor!"

A Roman centurion in a red uniform roared and swung his sword, felling an enemy soldier.

But the soldiers behind him were already exhausted. Faced with the endless stream of undead armies and bizarre chimeras, their defenses were crumbling.

And in the center of the battlefield.

A petite figure flitted through the enemy ranks like a red butterfly.

She has a head of dazzling golden hair, wears a red off-the-shoulder dress, and holds the greatsword called "Aestus Estus".

Nero Claudius.

The fifth emperor of the Roman Empire.

"Hmm... is there too much?"

Nero swung his sword, unleashing a dazzling aura of rose petals, cleaving the chimera in two before him.

But fine beads of sweat had already formed on her forehead, and her breathing had become rapid.

"My head... hurts a little."

My chronic migraines flared up at this crucial moment.

"Your Majesty! Be careful!"

Exclamations of surprise came from behind.

Suddenly, a berserk Servant clad in purple armor and wielding a giant axe (Spartacus, yes, he's back again) emerged from the flank, his massive body slamming into Nero's back with terrifying pressure.

"Oh no...!"

Nero wanted to get back on defense, but her migraine slowed her down.

At the critical moment.

boom--!!!

A streak of pale silver aurora descended from the sky and struck Spartacus's inevitable path.

The ground collapsed instantly, and the smiling, muscular mountain was thrown away by the terrifying impact, rolling more than a dozen times on the ground before coming to a stop.

The smoke and dust cleared.

A blond man dressed in silver armor and wielding the Star Sword stood before Nero as if a divine warrior had descended from the heavens.

He didn't turn around, but simply said:

"It seems we've arrived just in time."

"Nice to meet you, Your Majesty."

Nero stared blankly at that broad back.

The sunlight shone on him, making him appear even more dazzling than the statue of Apollo.

In that instant, this emperor, who prided himself on "the highest art," could actually hear his own heart pounding.

"Who are you……"

Nero muttered to himself:

"My...master?"