Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love
Chapter 294: The Summoner’s Nightmare

Chapter 294: The Summoner’s Nightmare

Step! Step! Step! Step!

The sound of rapid footsteps echoing through a desolate landscape. An incubus sprinted towards his village, his heart pounding with dread. The once vibrant village, home to succubi and incubi, was eerily silent. The air was thick with the stench of death, and the incubus’s heart sank as he approached the outskirts.

Corpses littered the ground, their lifeless eyes staring up at the sky. The incubus’s breath hitched as he recognized the faces of those he loved and cherished. His best friend, his mentor, his beloved—each lay still, their bodies cold and devoid of life. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he knelt beside them, his cries of anguish tearing through the silence.

"Why...?" he whispered, his voice breaking. "Why did this happen?"

The pain in his chest was unbearable, a crushing weight that threatened to consume him. As he clutched the hand of his beloved, the world around him began to blur, the scene fading into darkness.

!!!???

Lyan woke with a start, his heart pounding in his chest. His breath came in ragged gasps as he struggled to shake off the remnants of the nightmare. He blinked, the dim light of the room slowly coming into focus. The familiar sight of the bed and the soft sounds of breathing brought him back to reality.

Lying beside him were Alice, Surena, and Emilia, their bodies entwined in a peaceful slumber. Their love juices glistened on their naked bodies and stained the sheets, a testament to their intense session. Lyan felt a wave of calm wash over him as he watched them sleep, their faces serene and content.

Lyan let out a relieved sigh. "It’s just a dream, huh..."

With a gentle flick of his hand, Lyan cleaned the room With a gentle flick of his hand, Lyan cleaned the room, removing the traces of their passionate night. The love juices evaporated from the sheets and their bodies, leaving them dry and comfortable. He carefully repositioned each of them on the bed, ensuring they were comfortable and covered with a soft blanket.

He then noticed three small, unfamiliar forms nestled among the Valkyries. Lyan’s eyes widened in surprise as he realized these were the children born from his union with the Valkyries. The sight of a Gryphon, a Flame Lioness, and a Primeval Hound filled him with awe and pride. These were powerful and majestic creatures, their tiny forms already exuding a sense of strength and grace.

Lyan reached out and gently petted each of them, feeling the soft fur of the Flame Lioness, the smooth feathers of the Gryphon, and the sleek coat of the Primeval Hound. The creatures stirred slightly under his touch but remained asleep, their small bodies warm and comforting.

"Welcome to the world, little ones," he whispered, his voice filled with tenderness. He allowed them to snuggle back against their mothers, the Valkyries instinctively wrapping their arms around their newborns even in their sleep.

Quietly, Lyan left Belle’s room and made his way to his own. As he opened the door, he was met with the sight of six more women sprawled across his giant bed. Josephine, Alina, Xena, Belle, Raine, and Ravia lay in various positions, their bodies entwined and equally spent from their intense sessions with him.

Lyan repeated the process, using his magic to clean the room and reposition the women so they could rest comfortably. He lifted each of them with care, placing a gentle kiss on their foreheads as he settled them back into the bed. His heart swelled with affection as he gazed at their peaceful faces, feeling a deep sense of gratitude for each of them.

After ensuring they were all comfortable, Lyan quietly slipped out of his room and headed to the private bar in the House of Roses’ private quarters.

The room was dimly lit, the ambiance cozy and inviting. A bottle of beer sat on the counter, the one Abraham had poured before, waiting for him. He picked it up, poured the amber liquid into a glass, and took a seat.

His thoughts drifted as he stared into the distance, the memories of his past life surfacing. The nightmare of the slaughtered village replayed in his mind, a painful reminder of the loss he had endured. The faces of his loved ones, twisted in agony, haunted him.

Lyan took a deep breath, trying to steady his emotions. It had been a long and arduous journey in his previous life, struggling to survive in the demon world, losing everyone he held dear. He had failed to protect them, and the guilt weighed heavily on his soul.

But in this world, things were different. He had found love and companionship, forming deep bonds with the people around him. The Valkyries, the women at the House of Roses—they were all precious to him. Could he protect them? Could he ensure their safety in a world fraught with danger?

Lyan’s grip tightened around the glass as he took a long sip of the beer. The cool liquid provided a momentary respite, but his thoughts continued to swirl. He had to be strong, not just for himself, but for everyone who depended on him. He couldn’t allow his past failures to dictate his future.

With a determined resolve, Lyan finished his drink and decided to go for a walk. The night air was crisp and refreshing as he stepped outside. The city was quiet, the streets bathed in the soft glow of moonlight. He walked aimlessly, his mind churning with thoughts and emotions.

As he wandered through the city, Lyan reflected on his journey so far. He had come a long way from the demon world, finding a new purpose and new people to protect. The fear of failing them gnawed at him, but he knew he couldn’t let it consume him. He had to be vigilant, strong, and ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

The memory of his nightmare lingered, a stark reminder of the stakes. But with every step, Lyan felt a growing determination to ensure that such a tragedy would never happen again. He would protect his loved ones, no matter the cost.

Lyan’s thoughts turned to the women he had left sleeping peacefully. They had shown him love and trust, and he was resolved to be worthy of that trust. He had to believe in himself and in the strength of the bonds they had formed.

As he continued to walk for quite a long while, Lyan finally made his way back to the House of Roses. The sight of the building filled him with a sense of belonging and hope. He climbed the steps quietly, entering the private quarters with a renewed sense of purpose.

He checked on the women one last time, ensuring they were still resting peacefully. The sight of their serene faces brought a smile to his lips. They were his family now, and he would do everything in his power to keep them safe.

Lyan settled into a chair, watching over them as they slept. The nightmare of the village massacre had shaken him, but it had also reinforced his determination. He would not let his past define him. In this new world, he had a chance to build a future, one filled with love and protection.

Even though there might be trouble ahead, he’s now a noble, he could make a safe home for his loved ones, summon his summonable creatures without any worry, and prepare for whatever he might be facing in the future.

Of course, with the lots of freedom the prince gave him, it would be easier for him to move around as long as there is nothing that needs his immediate attention.

As the beautiful and dark stars shone from the window, Lyan closed his eyes, allowing himself a moment of rest. His heart was heavy with memories, but it was also filled with hope. He had a new family, a new purpose, and he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

"Guess it’s time to move to our new home,"

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<+3 Summonable Monsters: [Gryphon], [Flame Lioness], and [Primeval Hound]>

Name: Lyan Arkanium Evocatore

Occupation: Mythril-ranked Mercenary, Unofficially Baron Evocatore of Grafen

Money: 3,775,710,950 Elnes / 3775 gold 71 big silver 9 big coppers 5 coppers

Weapon: Magic Glaive, 1 (Decent) One-handed Sword, 5 (Good-Quality) One-handed swords, 1 (Decent) bow, 1 Gryphon-Winged Sword

Equipment: 3 Black leather cloak, 2 Leather Armor, 2 Breastplate, 4 Health Potions, 2 Poison Vials

Grimoire’s Companions: 8 High Spirits, 3 Valkyrie, Shadow Goblin Lord (Lv. 5), Papilio Slime (Lv. 45), Galewing Butterfly (Lv. 45), Rock Golem (Lv. 50), Deadlight (Lv. 74), Moonlight Butterfly (Lv. 45), Ice Golem (Lv. 50), Acid Ant Queen (Lv. 19), Magma Bear (Lv. 1), Fey Mammoth (Lv. 1), Arcane Retriever (Lv. 1), Winter Wolf Alpha (Lv. 12), Fenris (Lv. 1), Gargoyle (Lv. 1), Shadow Nymm (Lv. 1), Seltas Queen (Lv. 1), Rune Wolf (Lv. 1), Gryphon (Lv. 1), Flame Lioness (Lv. 1), and Primeval Hound (Lv. 1)>

Grimoire’s Army: 6 Shadow Servants, 800 Skeleton Army (24 Goblin Champion Skeletons, 226 Hobgoblin Skeletons, 550 Goblin Skeleton Army), 80 Acid Ants Workers, 30 Acid Ants Soldiers, 4 Female Winter Wolves