Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love-Chapter 40 The Beginning Of The Goblin King’s Subjugation (2)

?His steps are bold, and his big strides showed how he values his time. His presence alone emits a peculiar pressure, and his sharp gaze is capable of making people tremble. Even though some of his hair had turned grey, showing his age, the vigor he's showing showed that he still has more energy than the youngsters inside the hall right now. Judging from his charisma alone, Lyan believes that he's a man that deserves to be the guildmaster.

At that time, Lyan remembered a certain person from his past.

(He makes me remember the general) (Lyan)

With a smile appearing on his face, Lyan observes how the scene before him unfolds.

"Morning everyone. I'm Gildevart Edensmoore, the mercenary's guild's guildmaster. I'm here to personally announce the situation of the city and about the joint expedition of the goblin king," His stern voice resounded across the hall as if a mysterious force are spreading his voice throughout the hall to make everyone hear his voice.

"The city council has confirmed our joint expedition with the Astellia Kingdom. For this subjugation quest, the Astellia Kingdom and the city council will be the biggest sponsor of this quest, not only them, but the merchants residing in this city also agreed to give some of their shares to sponsor this quest," (Guildmaster)

"""YEEEAAAAH!!!!!"""

The mercenaries cheered because of the guildmaster's announcement. Knowing that the quest they're going to participate in will have such a huge amount of reward, all of them are so pumped for the quest.

The guildmaster waited for a while and let the mercenaries to cheer before raising his hand, signaling for silence. Noticing the guildmaster's gesture, the mercenaries immediately stopped their ruckus.

(Wow... The old man's cool!) (Lyan)

"There are already villages that got looted and have their villagers abducted by the goblins around the perimeter of the city and the Astellia Kingdom. Knowing that this is not a matter that we could be handling while dilly-dallying, we've decided to start the operation as soon as possible," (Guildmaster)

"The main expedition will start on the day after tomorrow, information about the appearance of goblin king will be posted on every information board of the guild, I implore for the participation of all you to protect this city and eliminate our threat," (Guildmaster)

"Prepare your best arms, and don't underestimate the enemy. The information regarding the whole operation will be given by the guild tomorrow. For those who want to join the expedition towards the goblin's lair, you could register your participation in the right and the guild will inform your assignment later. And for those who want to stay and help the city's garrison to repel some goblins that might come to attack the city, you may register yourselves at the three reception desks on my left. Thank you for hearing my words, you're all dismissed!" (Guildmaster)

Without wasting any moment, the guildmaster left the podium and went straight to his office with an unfazed expression.

Lyan shifted his gaze and saw that the mercenaries started to line up to register themselves with the quest. There are nine receptionist desks that are noting the registration of the mercenaries that wanted to join the goblin king subjugation quest, while there are only three receptionist desks that are noting those who want to help the city's garrison to defend the city.

(They thought about the number well, huh...) (Lyan)

Most of the mercenaries went to register themselves to join the goblin king subjugation quest. Beginner parties that aimed to get lots of money by taking some risks are also registering to join the subjugation, while the beginner parties that consider themselves incapable yet decided to avoid the big risk and join to help the city garrison instead.

In Lyan's eyes, the beginners who decided to join the city garrison to protect the city are much more promising than the ones that are going to risk themselves for more money.

(But well, it's not surprising for them to get allured by the big reward of the current quest and get their judgment clouded because of it. Now... I guess I should join the line and register to join the subjugation as well, I guess... But damn, the line is so freaking long...) (Lyan)

"Whoa... Those girls... They are the Mythril-ranked party, the Valkyries!!"

"You're right. And those wearing read clothes, they're the Crimson Talon!!"

"Even the Golden Thrill party is here..."

"The Brave Rings also came!!"

The mercenaries lining up stopped in their tracks as they saw the high-ranking mercenary parties make their grand entrance.

"Honorable Mythril-ranked mercenaries, please follow me, the guildmaster is waiting for all of you," a ponytail black-haired girl said as she bowed toward the Mythril-ranked mercenaries.

(That... That's Miss Lichia Kukumila, right...?) (Lyan)

Following Lichia, the Mythril-ranked mercenaries went to the room where the guildmaster just went. After their figure disappeared, the other mercenaries got even pumped and went straight to line up to register themselves.

Lyan went to join the line to register himself, but as he was standing idly, thinking about what he should do while waiting in the line, Lyan felt his cloak get tugged by someone from behind.

Lyan shifted his gaze and saw that Rea Azerman, the brown-haired receptionist that handled his mercenary registration before panting as she catch her breath.

"Y-You're okay, Miss Azerman?" (Lyan)

"Please just *Pant!* Call me Rea.. *Pant!* More importantly... *Pant!* You're being called to the meeting room... *Pant!* Please follow me... *Pant!*" (Rea)

"Calm down. Calm down. Now, why am I getting called to the meeting room? And by who if I may inquire?" Lyan asked her politely.

Rea stabilizes her breath before replying to Lyan.

"Geez! You don't need to talk so politely like that to me, Lyan! Aren't we close enough already? Anyway, I have no time to answer your questions, so quickly! Follow me!" Rea hurriedly went and lead Lyan to the meeting room.

(Close enough? This is just the third time we've met, though? It was just three days, how could people get close in such a short period?) (Lyan)

At that moment, the image of the three flowers of the House of Roses appeared inside Lyan's mind, especially the two naked girls that are sleeping in the room he used last night.

(W-Well... I guess people don't need that long to get close to each other, huh...) (Lyan)

"Here! Please enter this room, Lyan!" Rea opened the double door and pushed Lyan in as if she was so much in a hurry.

(What is she even... Doing...) (Lyan)

Lyan saw the familiar-looking faces inside the meeting room. But their faces are not familiar because he knows them, it's just that he just saw their faces several minutes ago.

(W-Why did she led me to the room with the guildmaster and the Mythril-ranked mercenaries inside!?!?) (Lyan)

All of them are staring at Lyan with a serious look as if they are sizing him up. Knowing from his experience in his past life, if you cower before strong people, they'll lose interest and might treat you harshly if you cowered before them.

In this kind of time, you should boldly stare at them one by one, showing how you're unfazed. And by doing so, you're transmitting the strength of your gaze towards them as well.

Just as they are sizing Lyan up, he indifferently stared into the eyes of everyone inside the room one by one. Most of them widens their eyes as they saw him stare at them, and lastly-

"So you're Evocatore, huh..." Uttered the guildmaster as his eyes met Lyan's.

At that moment, the room suddenly got filled with pressure from all of the Mythril-ranked mercenaries. Some of them started to look at Lyan with disdain when they saw the silver mercenary tag hanging on his neck.

"What the hell are a silver like you doing here, huh!?" Asked one of the Mythril-ranked mercenaries.

Calmly, Lyan's gaze shifted to the man. Realizing that Lyan is staring at him indifferently, the man got triggered.

"Oi... I'm talking to you, little guy... You even dare to stare right into the guildmaster's eyes despite your lowly rank, are you sane!?" The man unleashed his murderous intent.

And the next moment. 𝗳𝒓𝙚e𝓌e𝚋𝙣𝚘𝐯𝙚𝙡.𝑐૦ｍ

!?!?!?!?!?

As if he lost his interest, Lyan's eyes return to stare straight into the guildmaster's eyes.

"I am Evocatore. Do you need something from me?" Lyan replied to the guildmaster's question and ignores the other guy completely.

At that moment, the murderous intent inside the room intensified. Not only the other guy before, but all of the Mythril-ranked mercenaries unleashed their murderous intent with Lyan as their target.

The receptionists that are standing to note and help with the meeting are shaking and are having difficulties in breathing because of the intense pressure and murderous intent unleashed by them.

(These bastards...) (Lyan)

Something inside Lyan is about to snap because of the Mythril-ranked mercenaries' attitude towards him. But as he is about to do something, it turns out that the 'people' inside his head are much more angered than him.

!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

A murderous intent with various colors appeared from Lyan, startling everyone inside the meeting room. All of the Mythril-ranked mercenaries inside the meeting room immediately draw their weapons as they warily stare at Lyan with cold sweat falling from their forehead.

The murderous intent is filling the whole room, and an intense pressure that couldn't be compared is being emitted from him.

(Master. Single move from them, summon me, I'll drain their lives) (Lilith)

(Call me, I'll chop these bastards' heads) (Griselda)

(I'll make them into fertilizer) (Azelia)

(They'll freeze for eternity...) (Eira)

(Summon us, master!!) (Syplhia)

(I'll burn them to cinders) (Hestia)

(I'll cut their men's things and burn them to purify them) (Cynthia)

(Master. Your call) (Arturia)

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<Host in danger?>

Name: Lyan Arkanium Evocatore

Occupation: Silver-ranked Mercenary

Money: 49,722,600 Elnes

Weapon: None

Equipment: Black leather cloak

Grimoire's Companions: 8 High Spirits, Shadow Hobgoblin, Papilio Slime, Galewing Butterfly, Rock Golem