Memorable scenes from various anime and manga crossovers: Starting with Emiya the Great Hero

"However, you're still far from being as good as me!"

[Second day of training...]

After Seiya went off to train, Ristarte, having nothing to do, encountered the Sword God again in the restaurant.

However, she doesn't seem to be in very good spirits this time, and she doesn't seem to have much of an appetite?

"How's your cultivation going?"

The Sword God's expression stiffened for a moment, and for some reason, he began to stammer, "It's...it's alright."

"That guy mastered terrifying strength in just two days..." At this point, the Sword God excitedly slammed his fist on the table: "Damn it, if only I could unleash my true power!"

[Ristalt expressed her understanding, after all, the divine realm has rules, and in a battle against humans, divine power would be suppressed.]

"If I unleash my full power, I might be able to defeat him." The Sword God gripped his fork tightly, unwilling to accept defeat.

"Wow, I didn't expect the God Realm to have a canteen. The benefits are pretty good! No wonder Aqua dares to call herself a business elite. It turns out that being a goddess really is a job!"

"Wait a minute, isn't there something wrong with what you're saying, Sword God? What do you mean by 'using your full power'... and you might win???"

Seeing the Sword God's somewhat strange expression, the people from other worlds all had very odd expressions, as if they had sensed something and had a vague sense of foreboding.

This Sword God seems a bit... withdrawn?

Even if they used their full strength, they wouldn't dare say they were guaranteed to win; they could only describe it as a possible victory.

Where did your initial confidence go, Sword God?

This is only the second day of my training!

Chapter 1228 The Sword God Says He Doesn't Want to See Swords Anymore! The Sword God Driven Mad!

[Day 3 of cultivation...]

"Are you really alright?" Filled with worry, Ristarte paced slowly through the cafeteria, habitually glancing at the spot where the Sword God had been from the past two days, but found no trace of him.

After surveying the area for a while, they finally spotted the Sword God in a corner, surrounded by a gloomy aura, looking haggard as he drank plain water.

"Lord Serseus? He seems to have lost quite a bit of weight..."

Looking at the Sword God who appeared noticeably more haggard, Ristarte felt a slight pang of doubt, but didn't dwell on it too much: "How's your training going?"

The Sword God's expression was quite unpleasant, his eyes darting away as he stammered, "It's...it's alright."

"Not bad? What exactly happened?" Ristarte pressed, looking puzzled.

The Sword God lowered his head even further, his tone tinged with impatience: "It's alright, it's alright. Don't ask anymore."

“Please explain in more detail,” Ristarte persisted, “After all, I am the goddess in charge of Seiya…”

"Stop it—!" Upon hearing the name "Seiya," the Sword God instantly became like a powder keg ignited, furiously crushing the glass in his hand.

"It's lunch break now!" An unexpected roar instantly drew the attention of everyone in the cafeteria.

"I'm sorry." The Sword God realized his reaction had been too strong and quickly apologized.

[Then, dragging his sword, he slowly left the canteen, his steps heavy, as if he were about to head to a difficult battlefield, his appearance etched with the marks of time and hardship.]

"...It's a rare lunch break, so please don't ask any more questions, Goddess! It's clear that the Sword God wants to rest; he really wants to rest."

"Sword God! What's wrong with you, Sword God? What did that 920 morbid hero do to you to torture you like this? You're completely withdrawn!"

Seeing this, the people from other worlds were filled with sympathy. They even had a stress reaction when they heard Seiya's name. He was on the verge of collapse, Sword God!

Especially those heavy steps, dragging the sword, it's like dragging a thousand-pound burden. If you knew him, you'd say he was going to the training ground, but if you didn't, you'd think he was going to solo the final boss of the Demon King's Castle!

Another World Quartet World

"He didn't say anything, yet it felt like he said something. What a desperate and heavy figure that is..." Subaru Raizuki couldn't help but sigh. He felt a deep sense of loneliness and sorrow from that figure.

Three days! This is only the third day of cultivation!

What have you been through to go from being so arrogant and unruly to looking so haggard now, Sword God!

Seeing this, Kazuma sighed heavily, his voice carrying the vicissitudes of someone who had been through it all: "I knew that the Sword God would be driven mad sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly."

In this world, perhaps no one understands better than him the helplessness and torment of having teammates who act outrageously and seem to be mentally unstable...

This is pure torture!

A troublemaking idiot, a mentally unstable Huihui, and a masochistic knight who can have a fit at any time—who wouldn't go crazy with teammates like these!

It was in that kind of environment that he was gradually pushed to the brink of collapse, causing him to become somewhat abnormal.

"Ahem, um, Kazuma-kun..." Subaru Natsuki coughed lightly twice, then lowered his voice and whispered a reminder: "That's a bit much, the artistic embellishment is a bit overdone."

He was certain that while He Zhen's connection to Aqua and the others was somewhat significant, it was definitely minimal.

As for why it's so bizarre, it's entirely because Kars-kun himself is not quite normal!

"..." Kazuma mechanically turned his head, his eyes full of resentment. What happened to the brotherhood of misfortune?

Grand Carnival World

"hiss--"

Seeing the Sword God already withdrawn into himself, Mashu gasped in shock: "S-Senpai! Wasn't it said that humans couldn't withstand the training of gods?"

"But judging from the current situation... it seems that it's the Sword God who's about to collapse!"

Although I don't know exactly what happened, just seeing the sword god's broken eyes and his extreme reaction of instantly flying into a rage upon hearing Seiya's name...

Mashu knew in her heart that the Sword God must have suffered terribly these past few days, his mind and body enduring unimaginable torment!

Only three days have passed! Three days!

How come he suddenly looks even more haggard than Mr. Kongming and the others who worked overtime for 72 consecutive hours to deal with the burning of human affairs?

"Hmm..." Gudako crossed her arms and pondered for a moment, then said, "It's probably because it's the end of the month, the Sword God's vacation is over, I haven't been paid yet, and I still have to go to work?"

Mashu helplessly covered her face with her hands: "Senior, we were talking about the Sword God, not why you look so haggard..."

"I'm telling the truth, Mashu." Gudako sighed helplessly. This time she really wasn't lying; there was scientific evidence to back it up.

You can tell just by looking at the Sword God's meals!

From steak at the beginning, to grilled fish, to now plain water, the food is getting worse every day. It's clearly a sign that we're running out of food at the end of the month and haven't received our wages yet!

These things would inevitably wear anyone down, let alone a sword god. Who could withstand such a blow? (Read thrilling novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

"..." Mashu fell silent after hearing this analysis. What a reasonable explanation!

In the blink of an eye, the fourth day of cultivation had arrived...

Ristarte arrived at the cafeteria on time as usual, having prepared some food as a gesture of goodwill, intending to also check on Seiya's training progress.

However, after searching the cafeteria, she still couldn't find the Sword God. Left with no other option, she crossed the cafeteria and went to the beach behind it to get some seaweed to make rice balls.

【Then……】

She saw the Sword God, his face filled with dejection, standing beneath the drying racks of seaweed. His once robust physique now appeared so small and helpless.

"Shh-!!! Be quiet!"]

Ristarte looked shocked: "What's wrong? It looks like you've hidden yourself."

"It's not that it looks like me, I'm hiding!" The Sword God's eyes were filled with terror as his gaze darted nervously around.

After saying that, he gestured for Ristarte to come closer, then lowered his voice and whispered, "Ristarte, listen, that hero... he's insane!!"

[Lisdael once again displayed her amazing facial expression: "I know!!"]

Seeing the undisputed agreement on Ristarte's face, the Sword God felt as if he had found someone to confide in, and complained with a wronged expression, "I've said I've trained enough, but he keeps saying no, still no!"

"He's been training non-stop, not letting me leave at all. Even though I'm already three times stronger than him, he still says he won't be at ease until I'm 100 times stronger!!"

At this point, the Sword God suddenly shed two streams of tears. Compared to him, even the Berserker seemed adorable; that was a Super Berserker!!

"Haha, I understand, I totally understand! That indescribable expression, the goddess definitely agrees from the bottom of her heart."

"This is hilarious! A dignified sword god has been driven to despair by a human hero and has to find a place to hide. And this is only his fourth day of training!"

Seeing the Sword God hiding under the seaweed rack, almost bursting into laughter, everyone from the other worlds wondered who was training whom. It seemed like Seiya was the devilish instructor!

The once arrogant and unruly Sword God has been so thoroughly tormented that he seems to have developed a deep doubt about life and has become completely withdrawn!

Be careful in the brave world

"Pfft—cough cough... What the hell? Three times stronger isn't enough, it needs to be at least 100 times stronger?!"

The sword god almost spat out the strawberry cake he had just stuffed into his mouth, staring blankly at the reclusive sword god who was shedding tears like a tough guy.

They're training non-stop, and we're not allowed to leave?? Wait, who's the instructor, him or me?!

Thinking of this, the Sword God looked down at the half-eaten strawberry cake and suddenly seemed to lose his appetite...

Four days! I endured four whole days of hellish torture!!

Unless this overly cautious, almost obsessive, warrior cultivates to be 100 times stronger than me... will I never be able to reach the end of my cultivation?

“Ahhhh——!!!”

Looking out the window at the somewhat deranged Sword God not far away, Goddess Aria felt a pang of guilt for some reason: "When I have time... I should apologize to him."

The cultivation fanatic was actually driven to the brink of collapse by endless cultivation? To be honest, she never expected this to happen.

“Here you are.” Just then, Seiya appeared in front of them, his face calm: “Lunch break ended a long time ago, what are you doing next to the seaweed?”