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

In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight lazily climbed onto the windowsill of the master bedroom in the fairy palace.

A faint scent of roses filled the air.

Luo Chen slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he felt was the heavy, warm and soft touch in his arms.

This is different from the past.

Although Morgan could touch her before, she was a spirit body made of magic, and her body temperature was always cold.

And now...

"Um……"

The silver-haired beauty in his arms let out a soft murmur, like a kitten in its sleep.

She instinctively snuggled closer to Luo Chen, her warm breath spraying onto his chest, her delicate skin pressed against his, and the sound of his clear and strong heartbeat could be heard.

That is the rhythm of life.

Luo Chen looked at Morgan in his arms.

At this moment, the Fairy Queen was completely unprepared, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her cheeks were flushed with a healthy blush.

After obtaining a physical body last night, she seemed to develop a great interest in "sleeping," pestering Luo Chen until midnight, ostensibly to "test her physical functions," but in reality, she wanted to experience the ultimate pleasure of being human.

Good morning, my queen.

Luo Chen lowered his head and gently kissed her smooth forehead.

Morgan's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her sapphire-like eyes.

The initial daze of waking up lasted only a moment, followed by that familiar gaze filled with intense possessiveness.

She stretched out her long, slender arm and hooked it around Luo Chen's neck, saying languidly:

"...It's really not something I'm used to."

"Is this what the human body is like? It gets tired, it gets hungry, and it can also..."

Morgan's leg gently rubbed against Luo Chen under the covers, a mischievous smile playing on his lips:

"They're so obsessed with body temperature."

"Don't you like it?" Luo Chen smiled and stroked her back.

"No."

Morgan buried her face in Luo Chen's neck and took a deep breath:

"As long as this body temperature is yours... it's not bad."

"You could even say... bliss."

……

Half an hour later, in the restaurant on the first floor.

As Luo Chen led Morgan down the stairs, the sound of ping-pong balls could be heard coming from the kitchen.

"Ah! Saber! You can't eat that directly! That's lettuce!"

"But Irisviel, it looks so fragile..."

"Sakura, bring me some salt from over there... Ah, be careful, it's hot!"

The once quiet Matou residence is now filled with the warmth of everyday life.

Wearing an apron, Irisviel was busy at the stove. Although she was a little flustered, her face was full of a happy smile.

Having been stripped of the Holy Grail's functions and now protected by Avalon, her body is healthier than that of an ordinary person.

Sakura is standing on a small stool, diligently helping to wash the vegetables.

And our Knight Queen Artoria...

She was sitting at the dining table, wearing a slightly loose white T-shirt, staring intently at the bacon in the frying pan, her tuft of hair swaying rhythmically with the sizzling sound of the oil.

Good morning, Brother Luo Chen, Sister Morgan!

Sakura, with her sharp eyes, was the first to spot the two of them and waved happily.

"morning."

Luo Chen smiled and walked over, habitually ruffling Ying's hair, then looked at the "diner" sitting upright at the table.

"Saber, did you sleep well last night?"

Artoria turned around, a piece of toast still dangling from her mouth, and mumbled something indistinctly:

"Mmm... I slept really well! That mattress was so soft, it felt like sleeping on a cloud... cough cough!"

Realizing her lapse in composure, she quickly swallowed the toast and resumed her serious expression:

"I mean, adequate sleep helps restore energy."

"Hmph, I think you're fast asleep."

Morgan gracefully pulled out the chair and sat down, his gaze sweeping over Artoria's oversized T-shirt, a look of disdain on his face.

"And what are you wearing? It's utterly tasteless. As a member of the British royal family, how can you dress like a vagrant?"

"These are Luo Chen's clothes!"

Artoria looked down at herself, her face slightly flushed. "Because...because the previous armor was too heavy, and Irisviel said I should wear something more comfortable at home..."

"Comfort doesn't mean sloppiness."

Morgan snapped his fingers.

A faint blue magical light flashed.

A thick fashion magazine suddenly appeared in front of Artoria.

"Come out with me this afternoon."

Morgan commanded in an unquestionable tone, "I will personally select suitable everyday clothes for you. Since you're now staying at my house, you must meet my 'Fairy Leaving the Palace' aesthetic standards."

"Huh? Morgan, you're taking me shopping for clothes?"

Artoria was stunned. She had thought Morgan would take the opportunity to kick her out, but unexpectedly…

Don't misunderstand.

Morgan turned his head away, picked up the black tea that Irisviel had just poured, and concealed the slight movement at the corner of his mouth:

"I just don't want our neighbors to think that we are abusing a mentally disabled child."

"puff……"

Luo Chen, who was drinking water, almost spat it out.

Mentally disabled children... Only Morgan would dare to say that about King Arthur.

"Alright, alright, everyone, let's eat first."

Irisviel came over with a lavish breakfast platter and gently smoothed things over, "Today is the first day of celebrating our new life, so I specially made German sausages and waffles."

"Wow! It looks delicious!"

Artoria's eyes instantly turned into stars, and all her grievances vanished in front of the delicious noodles.

……

The afternoon sun was warm and pleasant.

The original plan was for Morgan to take Saber shopping for clothes, but it turned into a "family outing".

The largest department store in Fuyuki City.

This group of people attracted a lot of attention.

Luo Chen, standing in the middle, was tall and had an extraordinary presence.

On his left arm was a stunningly beautiful woman in a black dress with silver hair, exuding a cold, noble aura and a powerful presence that made it difficult to look directly at her.

He was holding the hand of a silver-haired noblewoman in a white dress, with a gentle and soothing smile.

A cute little girl with purple hair was running ahead of them.

The blonde girl at the very back, pushing the shopping cart with a serious expression as if she were pushing a chariot, has a charmingly contrasting personality.

"Where...is this some kind of royal procession?"

"Who is that man? Did he save the galaxy in his past life?"

The whispers of passersby did not affect the strange family.

Women's clothing section.

"This one won't do, it's too revealing."

"This is too childish, are you in elementary school?"

"This one... is barely acceptable."

Morgan directed Artoria to go in and out of the fitting room as if she were a queen choosing a bride.

Artoria was like a puppet, her face flushed from being tormented, yet she dared not resist (because Morgan said he would cut off her snack supply if she didn't try).

Finally, the curtain was drawn back.

Luo Chen's eyes lit up.

At this moment, Artoria changed into a light blue off-shoulder chiffon dress with a white ribbon tied around her waist and a pair of silver high-heeled sandals.

Her originally loose blonde hair was braided into an elegant side ponytail, revealing her slender neck and collarbone.

Having shed the heaviness of her armor, she now resembled a lily blooming in summer—pure, noble, yet with a touch of shy allure.

"How is it... Luo Chen?"

Artoria awkwardly tugged at her skirt, avoiding Luo Chen's eyes. "Isn't this... a bit too strange?"

Luo Chen stepped forward and exclaimed sincerely:

"No, it's not surprising at all."

"You're beautiful, Saber. You're even more captivating now than when you're holding your sword."

Upon hearing this direct praise, the Knight King felt as if steam was rising from his head, and he felt dizzy.

"Is that so... if you like it..."

"Hmph, so-so."

Morgan stood to the side with his arms crossed, his words expressing disdain, but a hint of satisfaction shone in his eyes.

After all, this was a design she created herself.

"Wrap this one up too, and that one, and that one."

Morgan brandished Luo Chen's black card (actually an inheritance from the Matou family), exuding an air of heroic grandeur:

"Irisviel, you go and pick out a few things too. Sakura too. All expenses today will be paid by my husband."

"Should I buy one too?" Irisviel asked, somewhat surprised.

"Of course." Luo Chen smiled and put his arm around Irisviel's shoulder. "You're free now, you can wear whatever you want. In the future, it won't just be clothes, but also cosmetics, jewelry... As long as you're happy, I'll take care of earning money to support the family."

Looking at the group of smiling women around me.

Luo Chen felt a great sense of accomplishment.

This is the life a time traveler should have.

What's the point of fighting and killing if nothing is more important than shopping with your wife?

……

In the evening, they returned home laden with their spoils.

The group returned to the Fairy Palace carrying large and small bags.

As the sun set, it cast long shadows on everyone.

"By the way, Luo Chen."

Irisviel, who was walking at the back, suddenly stopped and looked at the fiery clouds on the horizon, her eyes filled with a mixture of hope and trepidation.

"You mentioned... about Illya..."

Luo Chen stopped and turned to look at her, as well as at Morgan and Artoria, who had also stopped.

"Of course I remember."

Luo Chen's voice was firm and powerful.

"I've already booked the plane tickets. We'll leave in three days."

"Target: Germany, Einzbern Castle"

Luo Chen clenched his fist, a confident, maniacal smile curling at the corner of his mouth:

"Now that the Holy Grail War is over, it's time to go and bring our Illya back."

"If any stubborn old fogies try to stop us..."

"Then crush them," Morgan replied coldly, the magic circuit in his hand flashing with a dangerous light.

"Excalibur will pave the way for you." Artoria clenched her fist, her eyes resolute.

As Irisviel looked at her family members who were preparing for the expedition for her daughter, tears of emotion blurred her vision once again.

"Okay! Let's go pick up Ilya and take her home!"