Hentai Dragon King

"Hoaah. I thought I was going to die."

Steisan who returned to the spectator seats with a dried-up voice had her hair ornaments and shoulder ornaments limp.

Steisan stayed on Pipi’s back whose legs had shortened and didn’t dismount.

Her waist has probably given out and she can’t walk.

She received water from Rafilia-san on Pipi’s back and moistened her throat, but still didn’t dismount.

Iria stood up and walked over to Esty-san.

"After all you probably won’t be called anymore today. I’ll help you take off the armor."

"Ah, thanks. That helps."

She seems covered in wounds. From tomorrow let’s make it so Steisan’s turn doesn’t come around as much as possible.

I also want to help Esty-san take off her armor and in the confusion at least touch her butt, but because she herself is floating the armor with her skill help doesn’t need many people.

Probably next is Fullru’s match, and unlike Esty-san she’s a problem child so I have to watch that.

"Fourth match, northern army is Order of the Capybara Mazorov! Skilled in wind skills and driving a wind mount!"

After Gish’s announcement Mazorov entered from the west entrance and half-circled the arena going south.

When she came in front of the viewing space she waved cutely toward me.

However she’s in rusted armor appearance. The gesture of closing her armpits and waving small with only her fingertips doesn’t suit her.

The ordinary citizens who were overlapping with me were probably bewildered at being waved at by a knight with girl-like gestures.

Does every human except me look like potatoes to her; Fullru has no appearance of being nervous at all.

"Fourth match, southern army is Red Iron Order, Tosshu Fu! The other day he skipped C and D ranks and was promoted to B rank in one go, a new elite! Skill is Flame Axe!"

Ah. A member from Ana’s place.

Fullru is weak against flame but it probably won’t be much of a problem. The rule is you cannot use skills or magic for direct attacks. In joust you need to attack with a lance after all.

More than that there’s the possibility Fullru will lose on purpose and get injured because she wants anal sex. I don’t want her to get injured. If the impact point is bad she could even die.

The opponent was apparently promoted to B rank of which there are only 96 people. In other words he’s a powerhouse around 100th in this country. Appearing in the newcomer division yet B rank. Isn’t he an unbelievably amazing guy.

Tosshu rides an ordinary mount, wears ordinary armor, and is wearing a long robe matching mine.

I see. Pretty cool?

There’s also looking favorably because it matches mine, but silver armor with a red long robe is good. The long robe reflected in the armor also looks like flame.

When I equip golden armor the long robe disappears somewhere, but next time shall I try wearing it outside the armor.

The armor bathed in midday sunlight wavers and shines as if wrapped in the sun.

He looks strong... Not a newcomer atmosphere.

"Begin!"

The match began.

Both mounts dashed at the same time—

Ah, Mazorov isn’t moving.

She increased a wind horse, put a wind knight on it, and had that one hold a wooden lance.

Even though the rule only permits direct attacks with the lance supplied by tournament officials, is it allowed?

The wind knight dashed at exactly wind speed and crossed with the opponent.

Ga!

The lance shattered. It was a strike that fully carried momentum.

But Tosshu endured. He probably focused on defense.

He dashed the remaining distance in one go and Tosshu’s strike was released toward Mazorov.

But that lance does not reach Mazorov’s shield.

As if put into a pencil sharpener, Tosshu’s lance suddenly became thin and short. Fullru probably overlaid a wind shield on the wooden shield.

Guwa!

Whether the wind shield’s power was strong or Fullru did something, the horse’s front legs floated and Tosshu was thrown.

The instant before falling head-first, Tosshu’s body floated, became level with the ground, and slowly landed.

Fullru considered the opponent... Impossible...

"Winner, Mazorov!"

Ah. This also becomes a win. Because the opponent was unhorsed I guess.

Mazorov tried to return toward me so I pointed at the west entrance gate on the left.

Mazorov who remembered she has to exit from the entrance gate left.

"Fua!"

"Fua!"

In front of my eyes Raba riding Kaka and Baka riding Pipi came suu, passed each other without particularly doing anything, and left. They probably attacked each other but their hands were too short to reach the opponent.

After a while Mazorov returned to the viewing space.

Now then. Our turns are finished. Shall I take it off for her.

I went to Mazorov and helped take off the armor.

"Good work. Elf-san. You did well. The opponent looked quite strong. Winning against him in a lance match is amazing."

"Thanks. I properly told him to deliver the ransom to Iria of Margolant."

"Well done. Not injuring the opponent at the end is also admirable."

"Because... He was a man. And he said Red Iron Order, he’s a companion of an acquaintance right? If I injured him I thought Masaharu would be troubled..."

"...! Ah, well done!"

If it’s a man I don’t want to treat him.

Even if he got injured I’d just throw him into the god-juice pond in the western forest, but it’s better to consider safety than injure meaninglessly.

"Iria. We don’t have any more turns, right?"

"Ah. After this the new-knight division continues a while longer, and after that is the regular-knight division, so everyone won’t be called. The only one with a possibility of being called is me."

"Understood."

I intended to watch easily but Rui said she wanted to go home.

I thought girls aren’t interested but that wasn’t it.

"I don’t say it out loud, but horse girls and Fula-chan and children who met terrible fates from humans I don’t think enjoy watching. They’re looking quite pained..."

"Ah, I see... I was careless. The children we’ve associated with long cheer for us, but the newly joined children still don’t even match our faces and names..."

If unknown people wrap themselves in armor, hide their faces and do violent things it would be hard to cheer.

"I might have only thought about myself and lacked consideration for everyone. You noticed well."

"Because I’m a saintess!"

"Ah...!"

She’s a sex-ness but her kind attitude toward beastmen is exactly a saintess!

"Masaharu-san and the others please stay and watch. I’ll return to the bus carriage first together with Rafilia-san and the others."

"Thank you for being considerate. I’m counting on you."

"Ah. Incidentally, with human mucous membrane cow girls’ milk didn’t become cheese."

"Ah. I’m also drinking Margolant’s Milk-san’s milk but it hasn’t become cheese so... Eh?"

What did Rui just say?

Did she try it?

Did you suck a cow girl’s breast?

Come to think of it Rui reincarnated after dying from anal masturbation while watching yuri anal erotic videos. I was only paying attention to her climax-dying from anal masturbation, but the fact that she was watching yuri erotic videos means this girl likes girls?

Iria and Ana seeking each other’s bodies between women I think is very ordinary because it’s another world and they feel Western.

But a modern Japanese high-school girl sucked a cow girl’s breast?

However Rui used my cock for anal masturbation and told me she likes me but...

Could it be she likes both men and women, a switch-hitter?

Before I could confirm Rui called out to everyone and began preparing to return.

In this way Rui and Rafilia-san took the children uninterested in jousting and returned.

Giant Fula had her appearance hidden by the fairies’ abilities.

Those remaining in the arena spectator seats were me, Iria, Fullru, Dura-san, Esty-san, Iferaski, Ranjou, about half the rodent girls, and the dog girls except Letree-san.

Letree-san looked apologetic that she couldn’t cheer for Iria while returning to look after the returning group.

Kaka-Pipi accompanied the returning group in case of emergency.

In other words those with a possibility of being called for matches and those with abundant curiosity remained.

Capybara-sama seemed to like that spot and stayed still on the topmost row.

After that for a while we watched the new-knight jousting.

Most were strong despite being newcomers, but there were also occasionally weak ones like newcomers.

The newcomer division ended and it became the regular-knight division.

The participating players clearly have different training from attendants and newcomers.

At the point they half-circle the arena and arrive at the starting position you can already tell the difference in skill.

The horses stop pita.

Horses operated by newcomers and attendants even after finishing moving to the starting position still try to walk a little, so the knight pulls the reins, the horse’s neck turns up, and they advance or retreat a few steps.

However the horses driven by regular knights stop pita at the starting position.

Regular knights drive their mounts at the same time as the begin signal and release intense strikes. At the instant the mounts cross, shattered lance wood chips spread like fireworks and a high pan sound echoes.

The spectators also understand the regular knights’ high skill and the sound of clapping is especially large.

There are many draws.

When high-skill people fight each other, because they use wooden lances, attack power inevitably lacks compared to defense I suppose. There wasn’t a single regular knight who got unhorsed by being thrust with a wooden lance.

And the end of the tournament’s first day was the order-captain confrontation of regular knight orders belonging to both armies.

Matches of those possessing isolated combat techniques must have been quite worth seeing.

I wanted to see a fragment of that ability and use it as reference for battles from tomorrow onward, I thought that, but it was not the time for that.

’Masaharu!’

’What’s wrong?!’

Even though she’s right nearby Lucia spoke with heart-voice.

A tense voice.

What in the world— I thought, then I had ultra-short-range transferred to the topmost row of the spectator seats.