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

In the dead of night in Fuyuki City, the hustle and bustle fades away, leaving only the faint sound of waves lapping against the shore in the distance.

Inside the palace, the two pairs of Joan of Arc sisters, who seemed to have inexhaustible energy, finally tired themselves out and fell into a deep sleep, embracing each other.

Mordred and Melusin had already returned to their room, and the mansion returned to tranquility.

Luo Chen, wearing only a light coat, tiptoed out of the master bedroom.

It wasn't because of insomnia, but because the red dragon's keen senses told him that there was another "big cat" in the house who wasn't asleep.

The first floor, and the outdoor side corridor.

Moonlight poured down, illuminating the upright figure.

Artoria Pendragon.

Instead of wearing her usual daytime clothes, she changed into a simple light blue yukata.

Her long, golden hair, now freed from its restraints, cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, softening her battlefield fierceness and giving her the gentle grace of a moonlit beauty.

At this moment, the knight king was holding a teacup, staring blankly at the dry landscape garden in the courtyard.

Beside her was an empty plate of pastries.

"Lia, why aren't you asleep so late? Are you admiring the moon?"

Luo Chen walked over and sat down next to her, his natural movement breaking the coldness of the atmosphere.

"dust?"

Artoria snapped out of her daze, a hint of surprise flashing in her emerald eyes, before she somewhat embarrassedly hid the empty plate behind her back.

"No... I just can't sleep. Tonight's moonlight reminds me of the nights in Camelot."

"Missing home?"

Luo Chen reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, letting her lean against him.

Not entirely.

Artoria nestled against her obediently, her hair carrying the fresh scent of a post-bath bath.

"I just feel... everything right now is so beautiful it's almost unreal."

"There is no need to worry about foreign invasion, no need to fret about the national treasury's food supply, and no need to adjudicate disputes among the officials."

She tilted her head slightly, looking at Luo Chen's profile:

"All I had to think about each day was what to eat tomorrow and how to stop Mordred from destroying the house... This kind of life was something I never dared to dream of before."

"This is not laziness, this is what you deserve."

Luo Chen grasped her slightly cool hand, their fingers intertwined:

"You've swung your sword long enough. You are no longer a king, you are simply Artoria."

"and……"

Luo Chen suddenly leaned close to her ear and said with a wicked smile:

Are you hungry?

"Gurgle—"

An extremely untimely rumbling sound from the stomach answered Luo Chen's question.

Artoria's face turned bright red instantly, and the single ahoge (cowlick) on her head trembled violently as if startled before drooping down.

"This...this is a physiological phenomenon! It's because Mordred took a piece of steak from me at dinner, resulting in insufficient energy intake..."

She tried to cover up her embarrassment with a serious tone, but her evasive eyes completely betrayed her.

"Walk."

Luo Chen stood up and took her hand.

"Where are we going?"

"I'll take you to 'replenish your mana'."

Luo Chen blinked:

"I know a convenience store that's still open late at night; their oden is pretty good."

……

Ten minutes later.

Fuyuki City, 24-hour convenience store.

"Welcome!"

The shop assistant's drowsy voice instantly snapped awake when he saw the incredibly good-looking couple.

Artoria stood in front of the oden counter, her eyes, usually used to scrutinize battlefields, now intently focused on the radishes and lucky bags floating in the pot.

"This...and this...I want that white sphere too."

"Is this string of things... beef tendon? Give me fifty skewers, please."

The way she ordered was as if she were calling in troops.

Luo Chen followed behind to pay, and couldn't help but smile as he looked at the two large bags of food he was carrying.

Who would have thought that the legendary King Arthur was actually a foodie girl who couldn't resist delicious food?

Instead of going home, the two sat on a park bench nearby.

Artoria held the steaming paper bowl and carefully took a bite of the radish that had soaked up all the soup.

"Phew...it's so hot...but it tastes so delicious."

She squinted her eyes happily, her cheeks puffed out like a little hamster eating.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

Luo Chen wiped the soup stains from the corner of her mouth, his eyes filled with affection.

"Chen, you eat too."

Artoria forked a piece of konjac noodles and held it to Luo Chen's lips:

"Although this is something I want to eat, if it's to be shared with you... I can give you half."

For her, who is possessive of her food, this is already the highest level of expression of love.

Luo Chen didn't stand on ceremony and opened his mouth to eat it.

"Hmm, it tastes good."

After finishing their late-night snack, the two walked side by side on their way home.

The night breeze was slightly cool, and Luo Chen took off his coat and draped it over Artoria.

"dust."

Artoria suddenly stopped in her tracks.

"What's wrong?"

"Thank you."

She turned around and looked intently at Luo Chen, her eyes reflecting the glow of the streetlights, making them appear exceptionally bright.

"Whether it's letting me stay in this world, or the oden I just ate."

"Although there are many more people in the house now... Sister Morgan, Jeanne and the others, and Meloshen."

"I may not be the best at being coquettish, nor the strongest."

"but……"

Artoria took a deep breath, as if she had mustered up her courage, and stepped forward to hug Luo Chen's waist.

She buried her face in Luo Chen's chest, her voice muffled but unusually firm:

"I am your sword, and also your sheath."

"This is the only thing I don't want to lose to anyone."

Luo Chen was stunned for a moment, then felt a warm current surge in his heart.

This is his King of Knights.

Though not good with words, she always expressed her deep love in the most straightforward and clumsy way.

"fool."

Luo Chen tightened his arms, holding her tightly in his embrace, his chin resting on the top of her head:

You don't need to compare yourself to anyone.

"Morgan is my queen, Joan of Arc is my saint, and you..."

Luo Chen lowered his head and kissed her forehead:

"You are my 'only one'."

"A sword without a sheath will hurt both the user and the attacker. Without you, I am not a complete king."

Artoria's body trembled slightly, then she raised her head and offered her lips.

This is a kiss devoid of any impatience or lust, only a gentle, tender, and affectionate one, flowing like a gentle stream.

Under the streetlights, their shadows stretched long, merging together and becoming indistinguishable.

……

It was already 2 a.m. when I got home.

The two tiptoed back to their room.

"Are you... sleeping here tonight?"

Artoria pointed to her room, her cheeks slightly flushed, a mixture of anticipation and shyness in her expression.

Although they occasionally sleep in the master bedroom together, these occasional "private time for two" holds special meaning for her.

"certainly."

Luo Chen slammed the door shut behind him, pinning her against it, his eyes turning dangerous.

"After eating so much late-night snack, you should at least exercise to help digest it, right?"

"Lia, the 'mana replenishment' just now was just an appetizer."

"Now...it's time for a proper meal."

"Well……"

Artoria closed her eyes in embarrassment, but her hands honestly untied the sash of her yukata and then wrapped them around Luo Chen's neck.

"Please...please be gentle, my king."

That night.

King Arthur, who was oblivious to human nature, finally understood what "whispers in the dead of night, belonging only to the two of them" meant.

And that eternal Star Sword finally found its warmest home in a scabbard called "Love".