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

The mornings when the fairies leave the palace always begin with the soothing aroma of black tea.

The early summer in Fuyuki City was slightly cool and humid. Although the noisy celebration banquet last night consumed a lot of food, the entire mansion still exuded a refreshing vitality under Luo Chen's magical nourishment.

Inside the study on the second floor.

Luo Chen sat behind a large obsidian desk, wearing a soft, dark gray turtleneck loungewear.

He held a cup of Ceylon tea brewed by Morgan himself in his hand, his crimson-gold vertical pupils quietly watching the holographic magic projection floating above the table.

On the other end of the projection was a haggard face that looked like someone who had been working overtime for half a month straight and was on the verge of sudden death.

"...So, do you understand my current situation now, Lord Luo Chen?"

Lord El-Melloi II (Wave Velvet), the monarch of the Clock Tower's Modern Magic Department, rubbed his temples in despair.

He held an unlit cigar between his fingers, and the dark circles under his eyes were even deeper than those of a panda.

"Although Snowfield's pseudo-Holy Grail War was physically destroyed by you, the magical wavebands and ley line vibrations left behind caused an uproar in the upper levels of the Clock Tower."

Weber sighed, his voice hoarse.

"Those old fogies from the Faer Law Department are now searching the world for that 'unknown demon king who can crush dead apostles with his bare hands and even disable the laws of space.' They even plan to activate the highest level of 'sealing designation.'"

"If they trace it back to Fuyuki City..."

"Let them do it."

Luo Chen took a sip of black tea, his tone revealing an absolute composure that he didn't care even if the sky were to fall.

"If those old bones at the Clock Tower get tired of living, I wouldn't mind building a few more graves on the outskirts of Fuyuki City. Or, you can just tell them my coordinates, so they don't wander around like headless flies."

Please, please don't say that!

Weber was so startled he almost snapped the cigar in his hand.

He had personally witnessed Luo Chen's terrifying destructive power, as if a god had descended. If the Clock Tower really sent people to Fuyuki City to cause trouble, London would probably be wiped off the Earth's tectonic plate tomorrow.

"I will utilize all the resources of El-Melloi's classroom to completely encrypt your information. This is also for... the survival of the mage world."

Seeing this once-young man now forced into such a cautious and timid state, Luo Chen couldn't help but chuckle.

"Alright, don't be so nervous, Professor. As long as you don't disturb my vacation, I'm actually very easy to talk to."

Just then, the study door was gently pushed open.

Artoria (Saber) came in carrying a small plate of freshly baked butter cookies.

Today she was wearing a light blue knitted sweater, and her long golden hair was loosely tied back with a plain hairband, giving her a very approachable and wifely aura.

"Master, this is freshly baked by Tamamo Cat..."

Before Saber could finish speaking, her gaze fell on the holographic projection in mid-air.

Weber on the other end of the projection screen was also stunned.

Although they had met once before in Snowfield, seeing the Knight King who once ruthlessly wielded the Holy Sword in Fuyuki City now carrying a cookie plate like an ordinary housewife, the monarch of the Clock Tower still felt a strong sense of temporal disorientation.

"Saber..." Waver called out instinctively.

"Is this His Excellency El-Melloi II?"

Artoria walked to Luo Chen's side and very naturally offered him a cookie. After watching him take a bite, she turned to the projection and nodded slightly, her expression gentle.

"How is Miss Grey doing lately? Our last meeting was a bit rushed, and I didn't have a proper chat with her."

"She...she's fine. It's just that lately she's been staring blankly at Yad, as if she's still processing the shock of meeting you."

Weber's tone unconsciously carried a hint of respect for the king.

"Please tell her not to be bound by her appearance. She is a very brave girl."

Artoria said earnestly.

"I will. Thank you very much for your guidance, Your Majesty."

Weber took a deep breath, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"It seems I have offended you all by disturbing your morning. In that case, I shall end the communication now. Lord Luo Chen, I wish you... great success in your military campaigns."

"Go and rest, Weber."

Luo Chen casually waved his hand, cutting off the magic projection.

The study returned to tranquility.

Luo Chen took advantage of the situation and grabbed Artoria's hand, which she hadn't had time to retract, and gently pulled the unsuspecting knight king into his arms.

"ah!"

Saber let out a short gasp and landed steadily on Luo Chen's lap.

She almost dropped the plate in her hand, but Luo Chen caught it quickly and placed it on the table.

"Master! It's still morning..."

Artoria's cheeks flushed instantly. She instinctively tried to struggle, but Luo Chen's arms around her waist were as hard as iron, radiating the scorching heat of a red dragon.

"What happened this morning?"

Luo Chen lowered his head, his nose almost touching her fair and slender neck, his voice deep and magnetic.

"Does the code of chivalry stipulate that one cannot be intimate with one's husband in the morning?"

"No, there's no such rule..."

Enveloped by that familiar yet domineering masculine aura, Saber's body gradually softened.

She lowered her eyes, her long golden eyelashes trembling slightly, and obediently placed her hands on Luo Chen's shoulders, her voice barely audible.

"But... everyone's downstairs. What if Mordred or Morgan sees us..."

"Then let them see."

Luo Chen chuckled softly, turned his head, and planted a deep kiss on her soft, red lips, a kiss that carried the sweet scent of butter.

Luo Chen reluctantly released Saber only when her breathing became somewhat rapid.

As he looked at the girl in his arms, her eyes glazed and her cheeks burning, and was about to proceed with the next step of his "morning exercise," a violent commotion suddenly erupted in the lobby downstairs.

"This goddess has made a decision! To enhance the cultural atmosphere of this house, we're going to hold a grand 'special event' today!"

Ishtar's energetic voice, tinged with a strange excitement, pierced through the floorboards and clearly reached the study.

This was followed by Jeanne d'Arc Alter's furious roar.

"Are you out of your mind?! Who would wear such shameless clothes! There's barely any fabric covering my sword hilt! Are you trying to make me a dancer?!"

"This is called a 'maid outfit'! It's Akihabara's highest level of cultural export! Don't you even know what I mean, you country bumpkin witch?!"

Hearing the familiar yet noisy commotion, Luo Chen sighed helplessly and released Saber from his arms.

"It seems our peaceful time today will have to end here."

Saber jumped off Luo Chen's lap as if granted a pardon, quickly straightened her slightly disheveled collar, and her ahoge (cowlick) twirled nervously twice.

"Well... Master, let's go down and take a look. We can't let them tear down the hall."

……

When Luo Chen and Saber walked down to the lobby, the scene before them made them both stop in their tracks.

On the huge leather sofa in the living room, there was a pile of colorful fabrics scattered around.

Ishtar (the goddess of Venus) was holding a magazine called "The Complete Guide to Akihabara Maid Cafes" in her hand, enthusiastically promoting her grand plan to the Servants around her.

"Listen up! According to this magic book (magazine), as long as you put on this conceptual armor called 'maid outfit' and say 'Master, welcome home,' you can instantly trigger the man's 'absolute obedience' attribute!"

"Once we control this power, we'll have complete control over Luo Chen's allowance and those precious magic gems!"

"Is there anything else in your head besides jewels?"

Scáthach leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cup of black coffee in her hand.

She was still wearing that purple bodysuit, and a hint of mockery flashed in her wine-red eyes as she looked at the pile of lace and bows on the sofa.

"However, the title 'master' is quite interesting. As a tactical gimmick, it's not unreasonable to try it out once in a while."

"I refuse."

Morgan le Fay sat in the main seat, his eyes as cold as if he were looking at a pile of unrecyclable garbage.

"Make me, the Queen of Britain, play the role of a servant? Ishtar, did your divine core get cracked during time travel? If you want to die, I can grant your wish right now."

"Oh dear, don't say that, Morgan!"

Ishtar completely ignored Morgan's murderous aura, picked out a modified maid outfit in pure black with a deep V-neck and black garter belt from the pile of clothes, and forcibly stuffed it into the hands of Jeanne d'Arc Alter next to her.

"Look, this dark style outfit suits this arrogant girl perfectly! If she wears it, Luo Chen will definitely stare at her like head-on!"

"I said I won't wear it!!!"

Jeanne d'Arc in black blushed and wanted to throw her clothes away, but when she heard the words "Luo Chen will stare at her, she couldn't help but pause for half a second.

Her golden, vertical pupils glanced guiltily at the scant maid outfit, and the image of Luo Chen's reaction when he saw her wearing it involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

"Damn it... This is definitely some kind of mental poison attack..."

Jeanne Alter bit her lower lip, but her fingers gripped the garment tightly, unwilling to throw it away.

Luo Chen, standing at the top of the stairs, took in everything.

A smile of interest curled at the corner of his lips as he deliberately made his footsteps louder and slowly walked down.

"What are you all discussing so early in the morning?"

Luo Chen put his hands in his pockets, his crimson-gold eyes sweeping over the pile of maid outfits on the sofa, and raised an eyebrow knowingly.

"What, planning to open a coffee shop together?"

"Luo...Luo Chen?!"

The girls, who had been having a heated discussion, suddenly fell silent, like students caught daydreaming in class by their teacher.

"It's nothing! We're just researching the fabric materials used in modern clothing!"

Like a thief, Jeanne Alter hurriedly hid the dark maid outfit behind her back, her face as red as a ripe tomato.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Luo Chen walked to the coffee table, picked up the book "The Complete Guide to Akihabara Maid Cafes" at random, flipped through a couple of pages, and then looked at Ishtar meaningfully.

"A maid café? That sounds like a great idea."

"Since you're all so interested, then we won't be going out today. The first annual 'Exclusive Maid Day' for the Fairies Leaving the Palace is now beginning."

"Why?!"

The entire audience was shocked.

Ignoring their astonishment, Luo Chen walked directly to the main sofa, sat down, crossed his legs, and leaned back slightly.

A sense of languor and domineering arrogance, belonging to the master of the "Three-Digit Sandbox," was unleashed without reservation in this ordinary living room.

"As the 'master' you speak of."

Luo Chen's gaze swept over every servant present, his voice deep and magnetic, possessing an irresistible charm.

"I'll give you one hour to prepare."

"An hour later, I expect to see you provide me with the 'service' in your most perfect form."

"If anyone performs to my satisfaction..."

Luo Chen paused deliberately, looking at Ishtar's eyes that lit up instantly, and Jeanne d'Arc Alter's head that had begun to smoke.

"Not only will I fulfill one of her requests, but tonight I will also prepare a special 'reward' for her."

"Anything is fine with me?!"

Ishtar was so excited that her voice cracked.

"Then I want a treasure vault made entirely of gold!"

"It's not just a requirement, but also a 'special reward'..."

Scáthach licked her bright red lips, her eyes blazing with both fighting spirit and allure.

"That's a bet that's hard to refuse."

"A boring trick."

Morgan snorted, but she stood up and was the first to head to the dressing room on the second floor.

"But if I don't participate, wouldn't that be letting a bunch of arrogant girls climb all over me?"

"I...I'll go too!"

Jeanne d'Arc Alter blushed and fled in panic, clutching the dress.

"Master, I'll go prepare too!"

Artoria and the Lion King, who had just entered from the backyard, exchanged a glance, and a fierce competitive spirit, determined not to lose, ignited in both of their eyes.

In less than a minute, the once noisy living room became completely empty.

Luo Chen leaned back on the sofa, picked up the coffee he hadn't finished drinking, and his eyes were full of slyness at his successful plan.

"It looks like today is going to be a very 'fulfilling' day."