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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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Visiting The Astellia's Capital (5) Chaos in The Night

"Hm... It's so quiet here. I guess it's because of the heavy rain, huh?" Lyan uttered after looking at the empty tavern. There are only about 2 tables that have some men drinking with reddened faces. The tavern he visited is not an expensive-looking one. It's the one that people from the lower class to the middle class would visit to have a drink with their colleagues from work and vent their tiredness with the liquor.

A tavern like this one usually got crowded in the times like this when workers had finished their work. So looking at an empty tavern like this is a rather unusual scenery.

But even though the place is not crowded, which means that the sales today will be sour, the waitresses are still lively and serves him enthusiastically. They kindly lead him to the most comfortable spot with a view from the window to see the capital in rain, give him the suggestions for the food, and some even stay to converse with him to help him wait for the food.