Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love

<The [Ritual of Love] with the spirit of chaos had been detected. The connection will now be linked>

<Entering the world of memories: [The Incubus]>

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---Lilith's PoV---

Red skies.

Black sun.

The suffocating air that is filled with malice.

How nostalgic, how long has it been since I saw the demon world, I wonder. To think that I will be seeing this scenery again, how unexpected.

The memories of me getting the help of the succubus and incubus tribe to find a way to flee from this world flashed through my mind.

My hurtful past, my arrogant family, and the tribe that accepted to hide me and help me flee.

I thought running away from the demon world was the right choice, but it turns out that no matter what world you are in, there will always be trickery and deception, malice and hate, betrayals and sad endings.

I should stop. What use of getting the bad memories returning to the surface.

If I'm not mistaken, there is a voice that appeared after my intercourse with master, so is this a dream? I don't really remember what the voice said.

Ah... My neck is starting to get hurt because of looking up to the sky too much. Now, where am I-

"What... Is this...?"

The village? No, I remember nothing about the village getting destroyed.

But this gate... It's impossible for me to forget it...

[Village of Fallacy Mist]

Even the name of the village is written, it's without a doubt the tribe's village, but why?

"Why is everything destroyed?"

The buildings, the houses, the granary, the storehouses, and the walls, everything had fallen to the ruin.

"Why...?"

A lie.

This must be a bad dream.

It must be.

It must be!

"Anyone!! Is there anyone here!?"

I force my trembling legs to move, and my eyes widen as I search for anyone that might be still inside the village.

"Anyone!? Anyone!?!?"

I shouted at the top of my lungs, but no one replied.

Nothing.

Only the ruins remained, striking me with horror and grief at the same time.

"Please..."

My vision started to blur as the tears are rushing to get out of my eyes.

"Please... Anyone..."

My voice became hoarse, I must have been shouting with my all might. I continue to walk weakly, but my trembling legs couldn't bear it any longer.

The pain is real, the shock is real, and the sensation of everything is real.

Is this really a dream?

Don't tell me, I've really gotten brought back to this world?

Or maybe, my memories about the human world and me becoming a contracted spirit of the master were also just a dream?

Don't tell me-

"Lyan..." A hoarse and weak sound uttered a familiar name.

At that moment, my eyes widened, the strength of my legs returned, and I force myself to rise.

I don't know why my master's name is appearing in my dream, but more importantly, there is a survivor!

I hurriedly went in the direction of the source of the voice, but what I saw was...

"Lyan... Everything... Is your fault..." The man's voice got even clearer in my ears.

The sight of two demons, incubuses, entered my vision.

One is weakly sitting on the ground with its back on a wall of a ruined house. He got a huge hole in his body, there are no legs under his torso, and there are no arms attached to his body.

"Everything... Wouldn't happen... If you humans... Didn't come to this world..." The man's words seem to be filled with anger, but his tone contained more sadness and guilt instead.

"I know,"

On the other hand, the other man is on his knees, clenching his fist as if he's trying to rip his palm with his nails. His voice filled with emptiness, but it was just the endless depth of his sadness.

They have the same purplish skin, red and hideous horns, and a serpentine tail, indicating that they are from the Incubus tribe.

"Hahaha... I've told you... You need to stop... Get easily... to blame... Yourself... You idiot..." The dying one let out a small laugh.

"I'm sorry... Even though all of us promised... To fight with you until... The end..."

"It seems like... You're once again... All alone... Forgive me..." The dying man let out tears from his eyes, but the kneeling man remained silent.

"Even though... You've saved us... From the endless... Suffering... It seems that you have to... Suffer alone again..." With his tears soaking his face, the dying man let out a sad smile.

"Remember... Our promise... One day..."

"Beyond the horizon... Without getting bound by... Fate..."

"One day..."

"We'll meet again..."

"So never forget, Lyan..."

"Our journey... And our encounter..."

"May the... Future sides... With..."

The man let out his last breath before he was capable of uttering his last word to complete the sentence.

"I will, Marduk. Even if the world forgets, I alone will remember. So now, you need to rest," The other man gently closed the dead man's eyes.

"I will... Avenge all of you..." Uttered the man with a voice filled with hatred.

As he slowly lift his body up, his profile started to get even more visible in my sight. Even though his skin color and the characteristic of his body are different, I didn't forget that face.

It's the face of a person that I just slept with, the guy chosen as my master.

Lyan Arkanium Evocatore.

"M-Mas-" As I was about to call him, I sensed a great danger from behind me.

"Wha-"

It's a black monster with no eyes, crawling all four with a height the same as mine. Its eyeless face made it look horrific. But I'm not just a normal girl, don't underestimate me!

"Burn in the flame of eternity, [Flame of Abyss]!!" I shouted as I gather my mana to form the magic-

Mana?

Why can't I feel my mana?

"Grrrrrrrr!" The monster growled and opened its mouth wide.

Eh? I'm going to die?

But this is just a dream, right?

*Slash!*

Suddenly a sound of a sword slashing through a hard thing sounded. It happened so quickly. The monster's head got torn beautifully and cleanly by a blazing red katana.

"Who are you?"

The incubus version of master stared at me with his dead eyes. His cold eyes that look like I'm staring at the abyss made me feel like I'm getting absorbed by it. My heart pounded loudly as fear shrouded me because of that gaze.

This is the first time I saw that look of his.

Wait. This is not my memory. Then this...

Are these master's memories...?

"Are you a stray? Hm? You have the blood of vampires on you, so you're a mix?" Master continues to ask.

"This place is dangerous. Go hide under there for a moment, I need to take care of the pests around here first," said him. Despite of his cold look and voice, his words are warm and filled with concern.

I reply with a nod and went to the place he motioned with his head and hid. Since I couldn't use my magic and couldn't even sense my mana, I'm basically just a weak woman right now.

Why am I here?

Is this the summoning grimoire's doing?

Is it showing his memories because of our intercourse?

My vision silently followed where master went, and suddenly-

*Boom!*

I've seen it at the games Griselda and Eira played. It's something called a 'Flare Gun' or something.

The black smoke spread above, giving a signal to whatever he intended to. After several seconds, rumbling could be heard from all over the place.

*Rumble!* *Rumble!* *Rumble!* *Rumble!* *Rumble!*

The ground shakes because of the amount of 'creatures' approaching the source of the black smoke. Different kinds of black creatures that are eyeless just like the monster the master killed to save me before approaching him.

Hundreds of them.

They started to get even closer to him, but he remained silent. Is he trying to die!?

"Mas-" As I was about to call his name to bring him back to his senses, a thin voice entered my ears.

"[Limit Break]!" (Lyan)

*WHOOSH!!!!!*

Violent winds are sent to the surroundings, and powerful shockwaves sent the black monsters nearby him around, making them crash towards the house ruins and other blocks.

His long hair flutters in the air as he got covered with a great amount of purple mana aura. With a red and blue sword in each respective hand, the master killed the monsters one by one with a huge roar.

Like a madman, he killed them one by one, but despite of his roar and his face that is filled with anger and hatred, his movements are beautiful and efficient. As if he were dancing, with every elegant step he took, several black monsters died.

"He's... An Incubus...?"

Not long after, all of the black creatures surrounding him got slashed and killed. He let none of them go, and make sure to finish every single of them. It's obvious that they are the reason why the village was destroyed.

"So this is... His past..."