Crossover Anime: Offering Myself as a Sacrifice to the Sword? I Choose to Be the Great Demon King

Time passed second by second, but the magic array remained completely still.

Moreover, the Avalon within Shirou Emiya was clearly not activated, which made Mo Li frown.

Could I have misjudged? That's impossible; that's how it's portrayed in the anime.

Mo Li carefully recalled the fragments she had seen before and suddenly realized that Shirou Emiya's first resurrection was through the magic of Rin Tohsaka's gem pendant, which activated Avalon.

Although Shirou Emiya practiced magic diligently, due to the incorrect methods deliberately taught to him by Kiritsugu, his progress in magic training was minimal, and even using magic could put his life in danger.

In other words, the magical power within Emiya was simply insufficient to activate Avalon.

Thinking of this, Mo Li couldn't help but feel a bit angry at this Emiya Kiritsugu whom she had never met. Even if he was an adopted son, he should at least teach him something useful. It didn't have to be so troublesome.

Mo Li withdrew his rage into his system space, looked at Shirou Emiya on the ground, and fell into deep thought.

Since Shirou Emiya cannot activate it himself, the only way to activate Avalon is to inject magical energy from the outside.

However, Mo Li doesn't know any magic tricks, nor does he have any magic props. He can exchange them in the system shop, but unfortunately, Mo Li has zero wealth and can't afford anything.

Left with no other option, Mo Li searched the warehouse, hoping that Kiritsugu Emiya might have left behind some kind of item.

But after searching around, Mo Li only found some pistols and bullets.

Mo Li picked up the bullet and examined it closely. Could this be the legendary Origin Bullet?

Mo Li wondered if this thing could activate Avalon, and after thinking about it, he gave up on the idea.

With nowhere else to turn, Mo Li was about to leave when he suddenly discovered that the magic array had inexplicably activated on its own.

Perhaps hearing Mo Li's call, Shirou Emiya's wounds began to heal slowly.

Without delay, before Emiya Shirou is fully resurrected, Mo Li must successfully summon him before then.

"Announce!" Mo Li took a deep breath and uttered the following melodramatic line:

"Your body is under my command, and my destiny is attached to your sword."

"Those who respond to the call of the Holy Grail and follow its will and truth, respond to me!"

“I am the one who accomplishes all the good deeds in the world, and I am the one who brings together all the evils in the world.”

"Seven days of being entangled in the three great spiritual words."

"Emerge through the Wheel of Suppression, Guardian of the Scales."

A powerful beam of light surged from the center of the magic array, and Mo Li could feel the incredibly strong magical power within it.

"Servant Saber, I have been summoned!"

Chapter 6 King Arthur Did Not Understand Human Hearts

"Let me ask you, are you my master?"

Holding a holy sword, clad in blue armor, and sporting a cowlick on her head, Mo Li was 100% certain that this person was none other than Artoria, the so-called "Cowlick Queen."

Mo Li felt a sharp pain in her hand, and upon closer inspection, she saw a distorted symbol of a Command Seal appearing on the back of her hand.

Perhaps because he is the Demon King, even his Command Seals seem so strange.

"Ah, that's me, welcome Saber!"

"From now on, my sword will be with you, and your fate will be with mine. The contract is hereby fulfilled."

Artoria sheathed her holy sword, looked at Shirou Emiya lying on the ground, frowned, and asked:

"Master, who is this person?"

"Your former Master, Kiritsugu Emiya's adopted son, Shirou Emiya!"

"Kiritsugu! It was him? But Master, how did you know I was once Kiritsugu's Servant?"

Mo Li smiled slightly. He was in an exceptionally good mood today because he had made the right bet, and explained to Artoria:

"I am the Demon King, the all-knowing one. I know everything about you, Saber."

"The Demon King? No wonder I sensed some problems with Master's mana supply."

Mo Li does not have the so-called magic circuits in the Type-Moon world, but he has his own methods to supply magic to Servants.

Since Mo Li chose the Demon King system, a Demon King seed has grown within him, which will grow as Mo Li's strength increases.

The source of the magic that supplies Artoria comes from the Seed of the Demon King.

"So, Saber, how about we take back your Avalon!"

Artoria noticed Shirou Emiya's gradually recovering body. She initially thought it was some kind of magic, but it turned out to be her lost treasure, Avalon.

Artoria thought for a moment, then shook her head and said to Mo Li:

"No need, Master. My holy sword is enough to annihilate all other enemies. Please forgive me!"

“There’s no need to apologize to Saber. This is yours to begin with, and the decision is yours.”

This result was not at all unexpected for Mo Li. Given Artoria's noble character, it was impossible for her to stand by and watch someone die, after all, Shirou Emiya was just that person's adopted son.

Artoria wouldn't transfer all her hatred to Kiritsugu's people.

Mo Li turned and walked towards the warehouse door. It was already dawn, and he needed to quickly formulate a plan for the future.

“Let’s go, Saber. If you don’t want to drag this kid into this, it’s best not to let him know you’re here.”

"I understand, Master!"

Mo Li quickly left the Emiya residence with Artoria, taking advantage of the early hour and the absence of many people, otherwise it would have caused another bridge-jumping incident.

Arriving at the pedestrian street, Artoria smelled the aroma of breakfast on the street, and her stomach began to rumble.

Hearing the sounds coming from beside her, Mo Li couldn't help but look at Artoria. Was she hungry already?

Feeling a little embarrassed by Mo Li's stare, Artoria turned her head away and said:

"Only by replenishing energy can the king fight even more bravely!"

"Yes, yes, let's go, Saber, I'll take you to eat something good."

"Hey...Master, you can call me King Arthur, King of Knights, or Saber, whatever you want. What kind of title is 'King of the Hair'?"

"I'm used to calling you that, but I advise you to change your outfit when you go out to eat, otherwise it will cause panic."

Listening to Mo Li's explanation, Artoria was a little confused. What did he mean by "used to it"? They had only known each other for a short time.

Artoria wanted Mo Li to explain, but her stomach wouldn't allow it, so she had no choice but to obediently change into a suit and follow behind Mo Li.

Mo Li was quite envious of this outfit change, as he had spent tens of thousands of yen to buy it back then.

The two found a Chinese restaurant, and Mo Li ordered a huge amount of food, prompting the waiter to exclaim that the God of Wealth had arrived.

Mo Li was originally a cook; in her original team, she served as both a combatant and a chef.

But when Mo Li thought about Artoria's gluttonous nature, he chose to give up.

Plates of food were served one after another, and Artoria could no longer resist the temptation of the food. With a fork in her left hand and a knife in her right, she began to eat heartily.

This action drew the attention of all the surrounding guests. No one expected that a little girl would have such a big appetite, finishing all the food in front of her.

"Master, may I order two more dishes?"

"No problem, serve the food!"

Mo Li waved his hand and called the waiter over again, ordering him to prepare a large batch of dishes according to the previous recipes.

Since it's not my own money, I don't feel bad spending it. It's my own servant, so I can eat as much as I want.

It's tough on the chefs in the kitchen. After making hundreds of dishes in a row, their bodies are already numb and their eyes are unfocused.

He made up his mind that if he didn't get a raise, he would go on strike.

By the time Artoria put down her knife and fork, it was already fully light, and pedestrians were beginning to appear on the street.

Looking at their watches again, they realized that the two had been eating for almost three hours.

"Eight-tenths full should be enough. Where do we go next, Master?"

"It's getting late, let's go and gather some information to see if any other Servants have appeared in the world."

After paying the bill, Mo Li even gave the chef several thousand yen as a reward for his hard work.

The two walked down the street, and the handsome man and beautiful woman were an eye-catching pair wherever they went.

"Master, you say you know everything about me, so can I ask you one thing?"

"What do you want to know?"

"Am I a qualified king?"

As expected, after the King's Banquet of the Fourth War, Artoria's questions remained unresolved.

Furthermore, Tristan's statement that King Arthur did not understand human nature caused Artoria to have doubts.

Mo Li already had the answer to Artoria's question in his previous life.

"No doubt about it, Saber, you are a qualified king. If you have the chance next time, you can ask Tristan yourself whether he regrets following such a king!"

"However, I once thought that 644 would rely on the Holy Grail to rewrite his own history of drawing the sword 60!"

"Then why you did this is still for Britain, Lia. You are such a king who constantly suppresses your own desires in order to achieve integrity and uprightness."

"Master, am I really qualified?"

Seeing that Artoria was still immersed in the past, Mo Li felt it was time to give her some guidance.

"If I had to find something wrong with you, it would be that you don't take good care of yourself."

"Eh? Master, I don't understand! The King serves the people."

Artoria offered her own perspective, but in Mo Li's view, it was a sign of not valuing herself.

Mo Li sighed, placed his hands on Artoria's shoulders, and said earnestly:

Is it really right to suppress one's true human nature in order to govern a country correctly?

"The path you're taking isn't the way of the arrogant hero king or the heroic conqueror king, where one can laugh freely. A king is one who governs all people, and serving the people is not wrong in itself. What's wrong is that you don't know how to pretend."

"A qualified king must not only govern the country well, but also take good care of himself."

Mo Li slowly released her hand, providing the final explanation for Artoria's doubts:

"I think what Tristan meant when he said King Arthur didn't understand people's hearts was that King Arthur was incapable of understanding people's hearts."

Chapter 7 This is not the Holy Grail War I know.

"I see, Master. Is that what you're thinking?"

"Ah, of course. It is precisely because you do not understand people's hearts that you have received unprecedented support from the Knights."

Hearing Mo Li's explanation, Artoria was filled with enthusiasm, and her eyes were full of gratitude as she looked at Mo Li.

"Thank you, Master, I'm alright now!"

Seeing Artoria's renewed enthusiasm, Mo Li nodded in agreement.

She also thought to herself that this was actually not bad. There was no need to make Artoria turn evil. Wasn't Blue Saber just fine?

Just as the two continued forward, Mo Li suddenly felt a strong magical force blocking their path.

A burly man, three meters tall, with black skin all over his body and wearing a golden waist armor, appeared before the two of them, followed by a student.

It was obvious that the one blocking the way was a heroic spirit, and Mo Li recognized him.

With such outstanding attire, coupled with golden pupils, Mo Li blurted out:

Darius III? What's he doing here?

"Master, be careful! This person in front of us is a Servant, and his strength should not be underestimated!"

Artoria immediately stood in front of Mo Li, but Mo Li stopped her just as she was about to draw her holy sword.

This is a pedestrian street. If a battle were to take place here, it would be easy to accidentally injure civilians.

Although Mo Li didn't care about these things, she was still willing to do them if it could avoid some trouble.

Clearly, the opposing side had also spotted Mo Li and his companion, and shared the same thought as Mo Li—neither wanted to engage in combat here.

"Rider class, whose true name is Darius III Atashata!"

"That ancient Persian king? The one whom Iskandar, the Macedonian conqueror, called his archenemy."

"That's right, but why?"