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Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love

Summoning. One of the rarest type of magician exist in the world. Who would able to underestimate summoning and ordering a mighty pheonix, or summoning an invincible dragon? Of course, none. To master the path of summoning, only those born with an innate talent and strive to learn the path of summoning magic might be capable of achieving and master the powerful magic. But not for Lyan Arcanium Evocatore. After succeeding defeating his lifetime quest of saving the human world by offering his life, the great incubus's wish of living freely got granted and he wakes up at a parallel world with 8 powerful spirits contracted with him and a summoning grimoire. [The gods have granted you the Grimoire of Summoning: Creatures of Love] [You're capable of obtaining the summonable monsters by having affectionate intercourse with your romantic interests] [The Grimoire is chosen in consideration of the host's former occupation as an incubus] "Intercourse!?" But not only the grimoire, The other problem is... -You are? -Whoa... What with this weakling? -It seems that you're my master, nice to meet you -So you're the forementioned servant, huh!? -B-Big bro! Y-You're the summoner! -........ -Boy, you look delicious -Um... Where exactly are we? "How should I know!? And why the hell should I sleep with women in order to get my summonable monsters!?!?" Follow the summoner Lyan as he collect monsters, get dragged into different kinds of war, became the greatest feudal lord, battling the goblin king, facing the dragon tribe, and opposing the evil god followers! One of the King of Kings Series ______________________________________ Join the discord server for discussions, announcements, and characters illustrations ---> https://discord.gg/v872fq3s5h

Arkalphaze · Fantasy
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The Girls' Welcome (3) The Speechless Valkyries?

The rest of the girls slept, their bodies spent from the night of intense passion, but Josephine's eyes gleamed with unfulfilled desire. She quietly slipped out of the bed, her body lithe and graceful, and approached Lyan.

"Lyan," she whispered, her voice a sultry promise, "I'm not done yet."

He turned to her, a smirk playing on his lips. "What do you have in mind?"

"I want to play a game," she replied, her eyes darkening with lust. "I want you to be a bandit, ravaging me like a helpless girl."

Lyan's smirk widened, his gaze turning predatory. "As you wish, my little captive."

Josephine's eyes sparkled with excitement as she let herself fall into the role. She pretended to resist as Lyan grabbed her, his hands rough and demanding.

"You're mine tonight," he growled, pushing her onto the bed, his body covering hers.

Josephine gasped, her body arching into his touch. "Please, no," she whispered, her voice trembling with mock fear. "Don't hurt me."