Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love-Chapter 3 The Eight High Spirits

?"Before we start our conversation, why don't we introduce ourselves first. I'm Lyan, like you've heard, after finishing a quest given by the god's voice, it seems that I got reincarnated and given a second chance to live. I've given some knowledge about all of you by the grimoire, but I guess it would be much more appropriate for us to introduce each other, wouldn't it?" (Lyan)

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(Eh? Why are they not responding?) (Lyan)

After several seconds, Lyan finally got a response.

"Well, you got a point," the silver-haired girl put her hands on her hips and retrieve her aura.

"I'm Griselda Alaister Fulmine, captain of the valkyrie knights of the great Astellia Kingdom. Nice to meet you, lad," (Griselda)

Lyan observes the silver-haired girl that introduced herself as Griselda. Lyan felt that her facial feature resembles a fierce lioness, and not just her personality, but the pressure she's emitting is similar to a powerful lioness as well. Since electric sparks are getting emitted from her body just because of her emotions, her attribute must be lightning. She's one of the spirits that Lyan doubt he could get along quickly with.

After giving a nod and observing her for a while, Lyan quickly reverts his sight toward the one next to her.

"I'm Hestia Ignatius Demetriou. Magician of the Demetriou house. Be honored to be able to know me, the greatest and noblest fire magician in the world," said her as she held her head high and puffed her chest.

Hestia. The red-haired girl, wearing the red fiery red dress. Dense hot mana of flame is being emitted from her every second. But unlike the fierce Griselda, Lyan felt like she has a different kind of short temper.

(She has a great amount of pride, as long as I praise and make her feel strong and powerful, she'll be easy to communicate with) (Lyan)

"Yes, it's an honor to meet you, Lady Hestia," (Lyan)

"Fufufufu! Of course! You should be honored!" (Hestia)

Then. Lyan shifted towards the next person.

"Eira Gwendolyn Calista," A cold voice distinct from any emotions appeared from the dark blue-haired girl.

(J-Just her name, huh...) (Lyan) 𝑓𝔯𝑒e𝘸e𝘣𝓷𝘰ѵe𝚕.c૦𝙢

Just like her voice, her face and the mana she's emitting send shivers to Lyan because of the coldness. Even though she's not as ferocious as Griselda, Lyan felt it would be hard for him to get along with her since he can't read her face.

"Next is me! Big bro! Me!" The dark green-haired girl that looks like a child jumps as she asked for her turn to introduce herself.

"Yes, may I know what your name is, young lady?" (Lyan)

"Ehehe~ Azelia Aspen Hyancith! I'm the protector of the Hyancith magical forest! I love fruits and playing!" said her full of energy.

"I see, that's a wonderful name. Nice to meet you, Lady Azelia," (Lyan)

"Nice to meet you too, big bro!" (Azelia)

Azelia Aspen Hyancith. Unlike her lively and innocent air, the mana she is emitting is monstrous. Not only plants, but she could also easily manipulate earth and the terrain with her monstrous amount of mana. And even though she's acting like a child, Lyan noticed her eyes that seem to be as deep as the world's mystery giving off hints of deep wisdom. So even though she's acting like a child, Lyan didn't underestimate nor disrespect her.

(But well, she seems to be easy to get along with, what a relief) (Lyan)

"The next is..." Lyan shifted his gaze towards the armor-wearing blonde-haired girl.

"Arturia Gawain Avalon, I'm a knight," said Arturia as she closed her eyes and folded her arms in front of her chest.

(A knight, huh...) (Lyan)

Unlike the other girls, she didn't emit mana with any attribute. But the sheer pressure alone from her presence rivals the pressure emitted by Hestia's fire mana. Her gaze is sharp and firm, but not full of hostility as Griselda. Lyan believe that no matter how many people attacked her from any side, the sword on her waist is enough for her to chop their heads off in a moment.

Lyan felt that her presence emits a hint of great speed and power, and even though her mana didn't have any attribute, her mana is by no means low.

(She has a literal definition of superhuman strength) (Lyan)

"I see. Nice to meet you, Lady Arturia," (Lyan)

"Lady?" (Arturia)

"Next is..." (Lyan)

"T-The next one is me. U-Um... I'm S-Sylphia Auretta Arkanias... U-Um... I came from the Arkansas house, n-nice to meet you," The light-green-haired girl gives a deep bow towards Lyan.

"Lady Sylphia, you don't need to bow to me. You can relax," (yan)

Sylphia Auretta Arkanias. Her timidness together with her always sad and regretting eyes disturbed Lyan's conscience. She has the same enormous amount of mana, but in her case, she has a great amount of wind mana. But unlike with the other girls, rather than her strength or mana, what steals Lyan's attention the most is-

(What a sad wind. Her sadness is affecting her mana, making it unstable and creating winds on its own. More importantly, those eyes... It brings off bad memories...) (Lyan)

"Well, nice to meet you, lady Sylphia," Lyan quickly shifted his gaze to the next girl.

"I believe it's my turn now," The priestess uniform-wearing girl with platinum blonde hair said politely.

"I'm Cynthia Arianna Harmona. I'm a devoted believer of the light god, and by her will and gracefulness, I've arrived here. It's nice to meet you, dear the chosen one," Cynthia bows her head deeply.

"No need to be so polite to me, lady Cynthia. I'm nothing but a regular man. Please don't bow to me," (Lyan)

Amongst the eight girls, she's one of the girls that are sending Lyan the greatest chills down his spine. Her eyes filled with utmost devotion and belief look the same as the eyes of the mad villains, serving the evil god Lyan met in his previous life.

(Or maybe I felt shivers all over myself because I'm full of sin? But 'dear the chosen one', huh... Looks like she knew something a little bit more...) (Lyan)

Suddenly, Lyan had another shivering moment as a melodious voice appeared right beside his right ear.

"You're taking too long, I'm dying to introduce myself too, you know?" The purple-haired girl whispers seductively.

"I'm sorry for making you wait, then why don't you tell me your name, my lady?" Lyan answered calmly.

"Hou... You're quite manly, aren't you? I'm Lilith Nyx Shyama, I'm a great succubus, and you know what a succubus is, don't you, boy? You know, I'm getting bored of these normal introductions already, why don't I show you my way of 'introduction', boy?" said Lilith seductively as her fingers crawls towards Lyan's chest.

But as a former incubus, it could be said that Lyan has complete immunity to seductions. It's not that he no longer has any reactions and feelings towards women, but rather, he had mastered the ability to control his lust and heart.

"I'm thankful for the invitation, but maybe next time," Lyan disregards Lilith's seduction with full of composure.

"D-Don't tell me... You're impotent! That's bad! Then you won't be able to use the ability-" (Lilith)

"I'm not!" Lyan rebuked strongly.

"Ah, so you're not. You surprised me there for a second," (Lilith)

"*Sigh!* More importantly, where am I? What is this place?" Asked Lyan as his eyes wander through the interior of the modern house.

It looks like they're in a living room of a modern house, and there are huge sofas with a huge television as well.

"This is the space inside that grimoire of yours, boy. Well, I just somehow knew it so I didn't know how the system of this space works, but we're currently in a space that grimoire made to maintain your summons," (Lilith)

"I see..." (Lyan)

Lyan went out of the living room and saw a corridor leading into a door that seems to be the exit of the house. But when he opened it, he couldn't help but get surprised by the view.

"T-This is..." (Lyan)

The sky is dark, and outside the house, only black grasses grow endlessly. No trees, nothing. Just a wide plain with full black grasses and a blue moon surrounded by a black sky.

"I see... Space magic, huh..." (Lyan)

"Do I have a time limit to be inside this space? Since this is a space made for my summons, I believe my presence in this space will distort this space if I present too long here, am I correct?" (Lyan)

"Yes, you know your stuff, boy. Yes, you could only enter this space three hours a day at most," (Hestia)

"I see..." (Lyan)

Lyan wants to rejoice since it means that he could come to this space to flee whenever he's in danger, but at the same, something has been bothering him since the first time he arrived here.

(They seem to keep on calling me boy, but they don't even look that old. On the other hand, my look should be-) (Lyan)

When Lyan take a glance at his own hand, he couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise.

(M-My skin color is not purple!? Did I overuse my mana? Did entering this space consumes much more mana than I thought? No, it shouldn't be. I should be getting strong vertigo if I used too much mana to the point where my skin lost its redness) (Lyan)

"[Mirage mirror]," Lyan chant his illusion magic, and a huge mirror appeared before him.

"T-This is..." (Lyan)