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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 Valkyries and The North (1) Catching Up Lyan

The cold wind swept through the snow-covered streets of the Redania Empire's capital, carrying with it a biting chill that cut through even the thickest of cloaks. Surena, Emilia, and Alicia, the mythril-ranked Valkyries, trudged through the icy terrain, their breaths visible in the frigid air. The northern lands were known for their eternal winter, and the journey had been grueling, but their determination to find their master, Lyan, kept them going.

They had dealt with the bandits, a task that had taken longer than anticipated. The bandits had been more elusive and numerous than they had expected, leading them on a frustrating chase through the snowy wilderness.

"I can't believe those bastards didn't give us a single hint about Lady Wilhelmina," Surena grumbled, her annoyance clear in her voice as she adjusted her fur-lined cloak. "All that trouble, and we're still no closer to finding her."