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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
415 Chs

The Briarwood Girl (End)

Lyan leaned back against the table, observing Arielle as she took a long sip from her mug. The dim light of the room cast shadows across her sharp features, her green eyes glinting with curiosity. She finally put her cup down, gazing directly at him.

"Hm... So you're the lord of Grafen, Baron Evocatore, huh? I've heard quite a bit about you," she said, her voice dripping with a mixture of curiosity and teasing.

Lyan smiled faintly, shrugging nonchalantly.

"Is that so?"

Before Arielle could answer, Althea spoke up, her voice filled with pride.

"Milord is a very great lord."

Arielle raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a smirk.

"Oh, yes, you're absolutely right. A very great and famous womanizer as well."

Lyan was just taking a sip of his drink, and almost choked, coughing as he tried to keep himself from spitting it out. Inside his mind, the eight spirits burst into laughter, their voices echoing with teasing delight.