Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love

"Just give me your name, just your mercenary name is fine, lad," (Hammard)

"I see. Then Evocatore," (Lyan)

"Hahaha! You're using that recently famous guy's name for your nickname? Don't kid-" Hammard's eyes stopped at a certain direction around Lyan's neck and stopped his words. He approached him, and once again lift his cloak, uncovering the Mythril mercenary tag hanging on his neck.

"This is a new one. So you're the real deal?" Hammard stares sharply at Lyan.

(Did I make enemies without my knowing?) (Lyan)

"Yes, I am," (Lyan)

As Lyan readied himself to react to whatever response the bald blacksmith before him will give him, what happened next caught him off-guarded, and he couldn't help but get considerable damage.

"HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" (Hammard)

A very loud laugh, loud enough to make Lyan's ear hurt. Not only Lyan, but the girls are also covering their ears, but they had covered their ears before the man started to laugh.

(So they knew it beforehand... I hope you'll tell me about his ridiculously loud voice beforehand, though...) (Lyan)

"I heard you made that arrogant brat, Jean, a run for his money! You should know how loud I laugh when I heard the news! Very well, since it's such a famous guy, I'll give you a discount not only for the glaive! Choose armors and things you want! I'll give you a 50% discount! Hahahahaha! What a good day!" (Hammard)

After getting satisfied giving a powerful slap on Lyan's back, Hammard went back to the worker's room, leaving Lyan and the girls.

"Damn. His hands are tough," Lyan rubs his back with some difficulty as he remembers the impact of his hits.

(I believe I've trained my body enough, but compared to that guy's strength, I might still be a tad behind, huh?) (Lyan)

"He's Hammard Keymer. 'A reknown blacksmith of the Arkansas city. He's loud, rough, and too strong for his own good. He would have his shop filled with people if not for his personality. His skills are top-notch, he could handle not just normal smithing but magic smithing as well. Put him on any country and their nobles and royalties will compete to have a custom-made weapon', that's what gramps said to me about him," (Ravia)

"I see. Well, I could clearly see that his skill is a real deal," Lyan stares at the glaive on his right hand with a satisfied look.

"Since we're going to get a discount. You guys can pick whatever you want, it's on me," (Lyan)

"For real! Yes!!" (Xena)

"I-I can buy this sword...?" (Alina)

"Hm~ Then I guess I'll take the wand~" (Belle)

"A-Am I included, Lyan?" Ravia restlessly asks as her eyes seem to be glued to one of the short swords.

"Of course you are. Pick whatever you want," (Lyan)

"""Okay~"""

The girls cheerfully pick the things they want to buy, while Lyan continues to search for the items and equipment that he might need for his journey.

After an hour, the five of them left the shop with new equipment on their hands and satisfied looks on their faces.

Lyan bought a glaive, a bow, and a breastplate armor. Alina bought a new katana-like sword, Xena bought a high-quality bow, Belle bought a high-quality magic wood wand, and Ravia bought a brand new short sword.

When Lyan went to ask for the price, the amount he needed to pay shocked him for a moment.

"All of them are 200 coins. Really, Ravia-chan, Belle-chan, Alina-chan, Xena-chan. I know I told you that I'll give a discount, but I never thought that all of you will buy magic weapons as well..." (Hammard)

It turns out that the others' chosen items are also magic weapons, so even though the price is drastically reduced by the 50% discount, it's still expensive when bought together.

"Fufufu! A magic sword! To think the day where I wield one will ever come!!" (Alina)

"Magic bow, huh... I want to test it quickly," (Xena)

"Fufufu, the wand is beautiful," (Belle)

"Exquisite... It felt so light, even lighter than my usual knives and daggers..." (Ravia)

Looking at the four girls happily walking with the brand new weapons in their hands, Lyan let out a chuckle.

(Well, I guess it's a cheap price for their happiness. It will make them stronger and help them protect themselves as well. But looking at girls getting happy with not flowers, but weapons on their hands is sure strange, huh...) (Lyan)

Thinking that it's a good investment, they proceed to return to the House of Roses, having lunch together, and at night, the deed seems to be more intense than before. Maybe because they know that it will be a while before they will meet Lyan again, the girls stubbornly stick to their consciousness and ended up doing more rounds with him.

Of course, Lyan didn't satisfy only the three girls.

*Pant!* *Pant!* *Pant!* *Pant!*

"So you're going now?" While breathing heavily on the bed naked with lots of love juices flooding the bed, Josephine asked Lyan.

"Yes. I've given my farewell to the girls as well before they slept," (Lyan)

"More like before they faint because of intense pleasure, isn't it?" (Madam)

"Heh! You're right," Lyan went over to the floor and wipe his body with a clean cloth, wearing his clothes, breastplate, and lastly his cloak.

"Kuh!" Josephine attempted to raise her body and see him off until he left from the back door, but she couldn't muster enough strength to even lift her body up.

"There's no need to force yourself up. No need to see me off, Jose," Lyan went to the side of the bed and stroked her head.

"...When will you return?" (Jose)

"The longest will be a year, I guess. You know where I'm heading north, right? It's a journey with a long distance. But I'll make sure to return as fast as I could," (Lyan)

"You better do. If you return even a day late. We'll greet you with our bellies grown with other men's seed, you hear me?" (Madam)

"That's not good, but I doubt you could feel someone's thing inside knowing how stretched this part is now," Lyan's hand went to Josephine's crotch which is now filled with his seed.

"Haha. You're right. So you better return quickly, we could only feel it if you're the one who enter us... After all..." As the fatigue of the passionate labor started to kick in, Josephine get attacked by a strong drowsiness.

"Yes, I will return as fast as I could," (Lyan)

After giving a brief kiss, Lyan left Josephine's room with his leather bag, bow, quiver filled with bows, and glaive on his back.

"That's quite a lot of things you're bringing there," Lyan got greeted by a wise aged voice.

"Yeah. I'll be back in several months if not a year, gramps. Please continue to look after the girls for me," (Lyan)

"It's my pleasure to do so, my lord. I wish you the best of luck in your travel," Abraham gave a small bow as he escort him to the back door of the House of Roses.

As it's at the midnight, the House of Roses is currently in business. There are lots of people entering and leaving the place, and Ravia and Raine are busy attending to the guests.

"Leave me my regards to Ravia and Raine," (Lyan)

"As you wish," (Abraham)

At the time Lyan takes a single step outside the house, it feels like his image is blurred, and at the next moment, he had already disappeared and merged together with the darkness of the night.

Lyan's first destination is the Scholar's inn. After packing up his things, he threw a piece of letter to the two rooms next to him which is Rea's and Lichia's rooms to notify them of his leaving.

When Lyan went downstairs, the one waiting at the reception desk is the beautiful owner of the inn.

"Seems like you're leaving the town," (Jessica)

"I do. How did you know I'm leaving tonight?" (Lyan)

"Hm~" Jessica puts a hand on her chin as she playfully frowns and pretends to think before replying.

"There is no actual word, it's just that my merchant's instinct that told me so, I guess," (Jessica)

"I see. A merchant's intuition added with a woman's intuition. It might be a scary combination," Lyan approached the receptionist's desk and put a single coin on the table.

"A gold coin? Is it a tip?" (Jessica)

"Of course not. Please note the change, I'm going to use them for my lodging next time when I return to the city," (Lyan)

"Hm~ Very well. Mr. Lyan Arkanium Evocatore. I hope your experience in this inn and this city has been a pleasant one, may your journey went safely and smoothly as a calm sea," (Jessica)

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<-200 Gold Coins Equipment Shopping>

<-1 Gold (Lodgings)>

<+1 Magic Glaive>

<+1 Breastplate>

<+1 Bow>

<The Summoner is Leaving the City!>

Name: Lyan Arkanium Evocatore

Occupation: Mythril-ranked Mercenary

Money: 3,300,721,000 Elnes / 3300 gold 72 big silver 1 silver

Weapon: Magic Glaive, 1 (Decent) One-handed Sword, 2 (Good-Quality) One-handed swords, 1 (Decent) bow

Equipment: Black leather cloak, Leather Armor, Breastplate, 2 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. 63), Moonlight Butterfly (Lv. 45), Ice Golem (Lv. 50), Acid Ant Queen (Lv. 1), Magma Bear (Lv. 1)

Grimoire's Army: 6 Shadow Servants, 800 Skeleton Army

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