Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love
Chapter 310: The New Morning Routine (2) The Training Routine

Chapter 310: The New Morning Routine (2) The Training Routine

Lyan took a deep breath, feeling the familiar rush of adrenaline. "Remember, this is a training exercise. Focus on your techniques and control. Let’s begin."

The three Valkyries spread out, forming a loose triangle around Lyan. The tension in the air was palpable, each woman waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Lyan stood at the ready, his eyes flicking between his opponents, anticipating their moves.

With a swift motion, Surena launched herself forward, her wind-infused sword slicing through the air with a sharp whistle. Lyan sidestepped her attack, feeling the rush of wind as her blade missed him by inches. He countered with a quick thrust of his glaive, but Surena was already moving, her agility and speed allowing her to evade his strike.

As Surena regrouped, Alicia’s psychokinesis came into play. She extended her hand, and Lyan felt an invisible force tugging at his weapon, trying to disarm him. He tightened his grip, resisting her pull, and spun to face her. Alicia’s eyes glowed with concentration, and she sent a flurry of small rocks and debris hurtling towards him. Lyan deflected the projectiles with his glaive, moving with precision and control.

Emilia, seizing the opportunity, charged at Lyan with her greatsword. Flames danced along the blade as she swung it in a powerful arc. Lyan met her attack head-on, their weapons clashing with a resounding crash. The heat from Emilia’s flames washed over him, but he held his ground, pushing back against her strength.

Rather than focusing solely on defense, Lyan decided to switch to a more unconventional tactic. As the battle intensified, Lyan made his move, a sly grin spreading across his face.

Surena was the first to feel the shift in Lyan’s approach. As she darted in for another quick strike, Lyan sidestepped her blade with a fluid motion. Before she could react, he closed the distance between them, wrapping one arm around her waist and pulling her close. Surena gasped in surprise, her eyes widening as Lyan captured her lips in a swift, passionate kiss. The sensation caught her off guard, her wind magic faltering momentarily.

"L-Lyan! What are you doing?" Surena stammered, pulling back slightly, her cheeks flushed with a mix of surprise and something else.

Lyan chuckled softly, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Just adding a little... unconventional strategy to our training."

Before Surena could respond, Lyan released her, spinning just in time to intercept Alicia, who had been charging at him with her sword raised. He deflected her blade with his glaive, but instead of pressing the attack, he reached out with his free hand, catching Alicia by the waist. With a swift movement, he pulled her close, his lips finding hers in a searing kiss. Alicia’s eyes widened, her body tensing before melting into the unexpected embrace.

"Lyan, you...!" Alicia’s voice was breathless, her usual composure shaken. The glow in her eyes flickered as her concentration broke, her psychokinesis faltering.

Lyan smirked, releasing her and stepping back. "Focus, Alicia. In a real battle, distractions can be deadly."

Emilia, having witnessed the unexpected tactic, approached more cautiously. Flames flickered along her greatsword as she squared off with Lyan, her eyes narrowing in determination. "You think a few kisses are going to throw us off our game?" she challenged, her voice steady.

Lyan grinned, his gaze never leaving hers. "Let’s find out."

As Emilia swung her flaming greatsword, Lyan met her strike with his glaive, the clash of steel ringing out. But instead of pressing the attack, Lyan quickly closed the distance between them, his hand deftly catching Emilia by the waist. Before she could react, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a deep, lingering kiss. The heat of her flames mingled with the warmth of the kiss, sending a jolt of surprise through Emilia.

"Lyan... this is...!" Emilia gasped, pulling back slightly, her eyes wide with a mix of emotions. The flames on her sword flickered, their intensity wavering.

Lyan pulled back, his expression playful. "You seem distracted, Emilia. Remember, focus is key."

The unexpected kisses and physical contact left all three Valkyries momentarily stunned, their usual battle-ready demeanors disrupted. Lyan took advantage of their surprise, quickly moving between them with practiced ease. He used his glaive to parry their attacks, but each time he made contact, he added a playful touch—a gentle caress, a teasing stroke, a brief, electrifying kiss. His movements were fluid and deliberate, designed to fluster and distract as much as to defend.

Surena, regaining her composure, launched herself at Lyan again, her wind magic swirling around her blade. "You won’t distract me that easily!" she declared, her voice tinged with a mixture of frustration and determination.

Lyan grinned, meeting her charge head-on. As their blades clashed, he shifted his stance, pulling Surena into a tight embrace. He kissed her deeply, his hand sliding down her back in a sensual caress. Surena’s breath hitched, her wind magic faltering as she melted into the kiss, her resolve wavering.

"Lyan, you’re impossible..." she murmured against his lips, her voice a breathless whisper.

Lyan pulled back slightly, his gaze locking with hers. "Just testing your focus," he teased, his voice low and playful.

Alicia, recovering from her initial surprise, attempted to use her psychokinesis to catch Lyan off guard. She sent a wave of force towards him, but Lyan anticipated the move. He sidestepped the attack and closed the distance between them, pulling her into another passionate kiss. This time, Alicia responded more readily, her hands gripping his shoulders as she kissed him back.

"You can’t keep... doing this..." Alicia gasped, her voice trembling with a mix of frustration and arousal.

Lyan’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he pulled back. "Why not? It seems to be working."

Emilia, watching the exchanges with a mixture of disbelief and amusement, couldn’t help but laugh. "You really are something else, Lyan," she said, shaking her head. "But you won’t distract me that easily."

Lyan turned to face her, his grin widening. "Oh? Is that a challenge?"

Emilia smirked, her grip tightening on her greatsword. "Bring it on."

Lyan charged at her, their weapons clashing with a resounding crash. As they sparred, Lyan continued his unconventional tactics, slipping in kisses and caresses whenever he found an opening. Emilia fought valiantly, her flames blazing with intensity, but each time Lyan’s lips touched hers, her resolve faltered.

At one point, Lyan managed to disarm Emilia, her greatsword clattering to the ground. He seized the opportunity, pulling her close and kissing her deeply. Emilia’s eyes fluttered shut, a soft moan escaping her lips as she melted into the kiss. Lyan’s hands roamed over her body, caressing and teasing, leaving Emilia breathless and wanting more.

As the battle continued, it became clear that Lyan’s unorthodox tactics were having the desired effect. The Valkyries, though skilled and determined, found themselves increasingly flustered and distracted. Their usual precision and focus wavered, replaced by a mix of frustration, arousal, and amusement.

"Lyan, you’re impossible!" Surena exclaimed, panting slightly as she tried to regain her composure. Her wind magic swirled around her, but it lacked its usual intensity.

"Focus, Surena," Lyan teased, his voice low and playful. He pulled her into another kiss, his hand slipping under her armor to caress her skin. Surena gasped, her body responding to the unexpected touch.

Alicia, her psychokinesis faltering, glared at Lyan with a mixture of frustration and desire. "You’re playing dirty," she accused, her voice breathless.

Lyan laughed, his eyes glinting with mischief. "All’s fair in love and war, right?" He pulled her into a deep kiss, his hands exploring her body with deliberate intent. Alicia moaned softly, her resistance crumbling as she gave in to the kiss.

Emilia, watching the scene unfold, couldn’t help but chuckle. "You really know how to keep things interesting," she said, shaking her head in amusement.

Lyan grinned, his gaze locking with hers. "It’s all part of the training," he replied, his voice teasing. He closed the distance between them, pulling Emilia into a passionate embrace. The heat of her flames mingled with the warmth of his touch, sending a jolt of desire through her.

As the mock battle continued, it became clear that Lyan’s unconventional tactics had succeeded in flustering the Valkyries. Each kiss, caress, and playful tease left them more distracted and aroused, their focus wavering. Despite their best efforts, they found themselves unable to resist Lyan’s charms.

Finally, Lyan called a halt to the exercise, stepping back with a satisfied grin. "I think that’s enough for today," he said, his voice light and playful. "Good work, everyone."

The Valkyries, breathless and flushed, exchanged glances. Surena, her cheeks pink with embarrassment, shook her head in disbelief. "You really are impossible," she muttered, though there was a hint of a smile on her lips.

Alicia, still trying to catch her breath, gave Lyan a mock glare. "You play dirty," she accused, though her tone was more amused than angry.

Emilia, laughing softly, nodded in agreement. "But it was... an interesting experience," she admitted, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

Lyan shrugged, his grin widening. "Just trying to keep things lively," he replied, his voice full of mischief.

The group made their way to the edge of the training grounds, where the rest of the companions had been watching the mock battle. Belle, Alina, Xena, Josephine, Raine, Ravia, and Althea were all waiting, their expressions a mix of amusement and curiosity.

"Well, that was certainly... unconventional," Belle remarked, her voice laced with amusement.

Alina, her eyes sparkling with laughter, nodded. "I think we all learned something new today," she teased, her tone light.

Xena, ever the joker, grinned widely. "I can’t wait for my turn," she quipped, winking at Lyan. "Just let me know when you’re ready for round two."

Josephine, her purplish-red hair framing her face, raised an eyebrow. "I must say, Lyan, you have a unique approach to training."

Raine, her white hair catching the sunlight, nodded in agreement. "I think we all need to be prepared for... surprises in the future," she said, her tone playful.

Ravia, her short black hair tousled by the breeze, chuckled softly. "You really know how to keep us on our toes," she remarked, her voice filled with admiration.

"Now, time for the bath!!" (Xena)