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

"The so-called assassins died the moment they stepped into the Queen's Courtyard."

As Morgan's cold words fell, the entire concept of the Matou mansion's courtyard—no, the entire space—was transformed.

The gentle summer night breeze vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling current that could freeze one's soul.

Countless pale blue specks of light appeared in the air; they were magical dust unique to the Fairy Kingdom.

On the walls, among the treetops, in the shadows.

The eighty-odd Hassan clones wearing skull masks rushed towards the central banquet table.

However, just as they leaped into the air—

Click.

Time seemed to stand still.

Hassan, who jumped the highest, was about to touch the edge of the barrier with his dagger when he suddenly realized with horror that he had lost all feeling in his body.

Starting from the fingertips, pale blue ice crystals spread wildly.

Just one second.

He transformed into a lifelike ice sculpture in mid-air, even the terrified look in his eyes beneath the mask was perfectly frozen.

"What...is it...?"

The other Hassans tried to retreat, only to find that the ground beneath their feet had somehow turned into a mirror-like layer of ice.

Countless sharp ice thorns, like blooming thorn flowers, suddenly pierced out from the ground, from the air, and even from their shadows!

puff!puff!puff!

The sounds of blood piercing through the air blended together, yet not a single drop of blood was spilled due to the low temperature.

The red blood instantly turned into ruby-like ice beads as it flowed out, tinkling as it fell onto the ice, creating a strange and poignant melody.

This is the Fairy Kingdom: Britain Night.

It's not just a simple enchanted barrier, but rather Morgan using her power as the "Lord of the Lostbelt" to forcibly rewrite the surrounding reality into a territory under her control.

Here, any creature that defies the Queen's will is condemned to death, even for the act of breathing.

"boring."

Morgan stood still, not moving an inch.

She simply waved the folding fan in her hand gently, as if watching a poorly made silent play.

"As a fertilizer, this kind of hybrid with very little magical power can even cause my flowers to have indigestion."

Snapped.

She snapped her fingers lightly.

The more than eighty "Hassan ice sculptures" that were nailed into the air instantly shattered into countless tiny ice fragments, which dissipated in the night wind.

Even their souls were crushed.

The entire room fell silent.

Iskandar, the Conqueror, sat at the table, his wine glass frozen in mid-air.

He was originally preparing to draw his sword, and was even ready to unleash the [King's Army] to teach these assassins a lesson.

result?

The fight was over before he could even stand up?

"...Good boy."

Iskandar swallowed hard, his gaze towards Morgan lessening the disdain for women and increasing the apprehension he felt for a powerful figure.

"Saber, your wife's magic... this level of skill is probably already approaching the realm of magic, isn't it?"

"snort."

Although Gilgamesh maintained his haughty demeanor on the surface, a hint of gloom flashed in his red snake eyes.

Even for him, without using the Sword of Ea and without unleashing the full force of the Treasury, it would be difficult to achieve such an "artistic" and "instant" annihilation.

That woman... is a huge threat.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Luo Chen smiled and raised his glass, as if what had just happened was merely cleaning up a few flies:

"Alright, the troublesome guy's gone. Let's continue drinking."

[Ding! All enemy Servants 'Assassin (Hundred-Faced Hassan)' have been wiped out.]

[Congratulations, host, you have gained 4000 Dimensional Points.]

[Achievement Acquired: The Queen's Absolute Territory.]

……

at the same time.

The Tohsaka family mansion, underground workshop.

"Clatter".

Tokiomi Tohsaka's wine glass fell to the ground, the crimson liquid staining the expensive carpet.

But he was completely unaware.

He stared intently at the microphone, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Kirei...you...what did you say?"

Tokiomi's voice was dry and hoarse.

From the shadows came Kirei Kotomine's emotionless voice, but to Tokiomi it sounded like a death knell:

"They're all wiped out, teacher."

"Just a moment ago, my contract with Assassin broke completely. None of my eighty clones escaped."

"Not even a single piece of intelligence has been sent back."

"Impossible! This is impossible!!"

Tokiomi Tohsaka clutched his head in disarray, his once elegant aristocratic demeanor completely gone.

Although Assassin's individual combat strength is not strong, there are eighty Heroic Spirits!

Even if the three kings joined forces, they should have been able to create chaos and even force them to reveal their trump cards!

How could it be wiped away instantly like dust?

"That Master of the Matou family... and that woman named Morgan..."

Fear finally surfaced in Tokiomi's eyes.

He always thought he was in control of the situation and that he could win as long as Gilgamesh got serious.

But now he discovers that he is facing a group of completely unreasonable monsters.

"This is not the Holy Grail War at all...this is a one-sided massacre..."

……

Back to the Matou family garden.

"We've drunk the wine, talked the talk, and swatted the flies."

King Iskandar tilted his head back and drank the last drop of "Aurora Dew," then wiped his mouth contentedly.

He stood up, and the Divine Wheel roared like thunder once more.

"Tonight was truly enjoyable!"

Iskandar looked at Luo Chen, then at Artoria:

"Saber, although your path of kingship doesn't align with mine, I admire your magnanimity! And that young lady over there, although I dislike your tragic wish, your sword is indeed sharp!"

"The next time we meet will be on the battlefield! Then, I will use my [King's Army] to test your so-called 'perfection' and 'protection'!"

"I'll be waiting anytime." Luo Chen raised his glass in farewell.

"snort."

Gilgamesh also dissipated into spiritual particles, but before leaving, his blood-red eyes stared intently at Luo Chen and Morgan:

"You bastards, and that witch. Don't die at the hands of these scum. Your lives are already mine. Only my sword, the Sword of Ecstasy, is worthy to send you off to your graves."

As the two powerful auras departed, the courtyard finally returned to peace.

"call……"

Artoria let out a long sigh of relief, her tense shoulders relaxing.

There was so much information tonight.

Not only was he rejected by Iskandar, but he was also affirmed by Luo Chen, and he also witnessed Morgan's terrifying strength.

"It seems we are the only winners."

Luo Chen put down his wine glass and looked at Morgan beside him.

Morgan's face was slightly pale at this moment, having just unleashed a large-scale magic spell.

Are you tired?

Luo Chen asked gently.

"How is that possible? This level of..."

Morgan was about to retort when he was suddenly lifted into the air.

Luo Chen simply picked her up in a "princess carry".

"You! How dare you! There are outsiders here..." Morgan glanced at Artoria beside her in a panic, her face instantly turning red.

"Saber is not an outsider, she's family."

Luo Chen said shamelessly, then turned and winked at the dumbfounded Artoria:

"Saber, you've worked hard tonight too. Get some rest, tomorrow... is the final battle."

After saying that, Luo Chen carried Morgan and strode into the house.

"Since our magic power is depleted, we'll make sure to replenish it tonight."

"Shut up! Pervert!" Morgan cursed, but his hands honestly hooked around Luo Chen's neck and buried his head in his chest.

Artoria, left in the garden, watched the departing figures of the two, then looked at the messy lawn.

She touched her slightly flushed cheeks and pressed her chest.

There, besides the uncertainty about the future, there seems to be a seed called "aspiration".

"Is this... what it feels like to be favored?"

As the King of Knights looked at the moon in the night sky, he felt for the first time that perhaps winter in Britain could be warm.