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

Central garden.

The moonlight was bright and clear, and a gentle evening breeze was blowing.

Although it was a temporary venue, Morgan's [prop creation] ability made it as luxurious as a royal palace's back garden.

Crystal-carved wine glasses, a long table covered in silk, and luminous orbs floating in the air.

"Boom!"

With a thunderous roar, the Divine Wheels roughly rolled over the lawn, and Iskandar, the Conqueror, carrying the wooden barrel containing cheap red wine, jumped down laughing.

"Haha! What a unique place! Saber, is this your castle?"

Immediately afterwards, golden light particles condensed in the void.

Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, stood with his arms crossed, displaying an arrogant expression.

He glanced around at his surroundings and let out a soft snort.

"Hmph, although it's filled with a nauseating fairy aura, it's barely acceptable for a nouveau riche's courtyard."

Luo Chen sat in the main seat, with Artoria sitting upright on his left and Morgan on his right, who was responsible for pouring wine (only for Luo Chen).

"Since you're all here, please take a seat."

Luo Chen pointed to the opposite side, "There are no enemies tonight, only drinkers."

Iskandar plopped down without any hesitation, placing the wooden barrel directly on the exquisite long table with a dull thud.

"Come, come! First, try what I bought from the supermarket... uh, my spoils!"

Gilgamesh glanced at the wooden barrel, his disdain undisguised:

"This is the wine you intend to use for the 'Holy Grail Questions'? You bastard, are you trying to make me laugh to death?"

"Whether wine is expensive or cheap, it's good wine as long as we can get together to drink it!" Iskandar tried to save face.

"Since this is a banquet for royalty, let's put away that dishwater."

Luo Chen spoke calmly, then snapped his fingers lightly.

Morgan, who was beside her, understood immediately. She picked up the crystal bottle that emitted a dreamy glow and uncorked it.

boo.

It only took a moment to open.

A rich aroma of wine, imbued with the scents of forest, starlight, aurora, and the depths of winter, instantly enveloped the entire garden.

Even the kings, who are heroic spirits, couldn't help but cheer with joy when they smelled this fragrance.

"This is..." Gilgamesh's red pupils contracted slightly.

With his discerning eye, he naturally recognized its value: "Divine wine from the Age of Gods? No, this is a product of another world?"

"You have a good eye, Gold Pikachu."

Morgan poured wine for Luo Chen with elegance while coldly mocking him:

"This is the Dew of Aurora, a secret treasure personally brewed by the queen who rules the fairy kingdom. Even in the age of gods, it was a gift that only the chief gods were qualified to taste. How does it compare to the aged vinegar that's been sitting in your treasury for thousands of years?"

"What did you call me?! You madwoman!" Gilgamesh's forehead veins bulged.

"Alright, let's drink."

Luo Chen picked up his wine glass and gently swirled it, the amber liquid swirling in the moonlight.

"Since we're going to compare our capacity for wine, let's start with it. Please."

The kings raised their cups.

Gilgamesh fell silent as the wine went down his throat.

Although I'm very unhappy, this wine... is indeed top-notch.

It is a dimension higher than those in his treasure trove.

Iskandar's eyes widened, and after downing the dregs in one gulp, he let out a hearty laugh:

"That was exhilarating! Absolutely exhilarating! This is the kind of wine a king should drink! Saber, you made a great wife!"

Upon hearing the word "wife," Morgan's lips curled up almost imperceptibly, and he no longer found the Conqueror King so agreeable (originally he had been extremely disgusted with him).

After a few rounds of drinks, the conversation finally got down to business.

"Well then, everyone."

Iskandar put down his glass and looked intently at the crowd:

"What are your desires regarding the Holy Grail?"

He patted his chest first: "This king desires flesh! And then to conquer this world once more! That's the domineering way of a conqueror!"

Then, he looked at Artoria.

"Knight King, and what about you?"

Artoria put down her glass. Her eyes were clear and resolute, but deep within that resolute gaze lay a heartbreakingly sorrowful wish:

"I want to save my hometown."

"I will use the all-powerful wish-granting machine to change the fate of Britain's destruction."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Followed by.

"Hahahahaha!" Gilgamesh let out a piercing laugh.

"You mean...you want to deny the history you created?" Iskandar's expression turned serious, even disappointed. "Young lady, you are insulting those subjects who fought and died following you!"

"I didn't insult them!" Artoria retorted urgently. "It's precisely because I don't want to see that tragic ending, precisely because I couldn't lead them to happiness, that's why I must..."

"So you're just a little girl."

Iskandar interrupted her mercilessly, "A king is greedy, wrathful, and the embodiment of what all people yearn for! A king can bear everything, but he must never regret! A person who denies his past is not qualified to be king!"

These words struck Artoria like a heavy hammer blow to her heart.

Her face was pale, and the knuckles of her fingers holding the wine glass were white.

The beliefs that had always sustained her now seemed so fragile in the face of these powerful and domineering figures.

Is that really the case?

A calm and magnetic voice rang out, interrupting Iskandar's output.

All eyes turned to Luo Chen.

This "other King Arthur," who had remained silent throughout the debate, was now casually toying with the wine glass in his hand.

"Rider, your domineering nature is indeed magnificent."

Luo Chen raised his head, his emerald green vertical pupils burning with the majesty of a crimson dragon:

"But your statement that 'the king is the embodiment of greed' is nothing more than the logic of a bandit leader."

"What did you say?!" Iskandar's eyes widened.

"Of course, the king must bear the desires of the people; that's true."

Luo Chen stood up, his cloak billowing behind him without wind, emanating a "leadership aura (A+)" that was purer and more noble than anyone else present.

"But the king is not only the guide of desire, but also the guardian of order and the beacon in despair."

He walked behind the pale-faced Artoria and gently placed his hands on her shoulders to support her.

"My 'sister,' though naive and clumsy, has a consciousness to dedicate everything to the country that is far nobler than your conquests, which are simply for the satisfaction of personal desires."

"Hmph, noble? In the end, it still perished!" Gilgamesh sneered.

"So what if we perish?"

Luo Chen looked at Gilgamesh, his tone arrogant:

"Flowers bloom and then wither, nations rise and then fall. This is a universal truth."

"But Britain, which I, Arthur Pendragon, rule, is, in the moment of its existence, an eternal paradise."

Luo Chen's voice was strong and resonant, echoing through the night sky:

"I don't need to change the past."

"Because I am certain that even if the outcome is destruction, I have done a perfect job in the process."

"My people have found peace under my sword, and my nation has found glory in my splendor."

"To regret it would be a desecration of that life."

After speaking, Luo Chen lowered his head, looking at Artoria whose eyes had regained their light, and said gently:

"Saber, you're not wrong. The problem isn't your wish, but your inferiority complex stemming from the belief that you 'don't do well enough.'"

"Stand tall. You protected that country until the very last moment. You... were an impeccable king."

Artoria felt the warmth on her shoulder, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

That was the first time in her two lifetimes that she had heard someone so affirm her "royal way".

Not as a tool, but as a dutiful king.

"Luo Chen..." she murmured softly.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Iskandar paused for a moment, then burst into laughter again, but this time there was a hint of respect in his laughter:

"Good! Well said! Although I don't completely agree with your path of protection, this confidence of 'no regrets' is indeed the demeanor of a king!"

"It seems you, Saber, are much more mature than that little girl!"

"Boring sophistry."

Although Gilgamesh expressed his disdain, he did not utter any further sarcastic remarks.

Because of the perfect kingly aura of "I will go even if there are thousands of people against me" that Luo Chen possessed, even the most ancient king could not find much fault with him.

Just as the atmosphere of the banquet reached its climax due to Luo Chen's speech—

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Countless dark figures suddenly appeared on the garden wall.

That was a group of assassins wearing white skull masks.

Assassin (Hassan al-Sabah), the entire force was mobilized.

"You bastards, it seems some uninvited guests are trying to cause trouble." Gilgamesh put down his wine cup, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"The number...at least eighty?" Iskandar frowned. "Was it Kirei Kotomine's doing?"

However, faced with this encirclement.

Luo Chen, as the master, didn't even glance at it.

He simply turned his head, smiled slightly at Morgan beside him, and raised his empty wine glass:

"Honey, the wine's finished."

"Could you please... shut these flies that are disturbing my enjoyment?"

Morgan rose gracefully, her black skirt billowing like a night-blooming flower.

The demonic spear in her hand tapped lightly on the ground, and a cruel yet exquisitely beautiful smirk curled at the corner of her lips:

"Since it was the husband's request..."

"Then let them become fertilizer for this courtyard."

【Unique Barrier - Fairy Kingdom - British Night】

next second.

The entire courtyard had been transformed into a frigid hell that devoured everything.