Hentai Dragon King

The jousting attendant division ended and it became the new-knight division.

I, Duran, Steisan, and Mazorov have the possibility of being called, so we wait near the west entrance gate in armor equipment.

Just as I thought of chatting lightly, a staff person in blue clothes came over.

"Jousting, new-knight division, first is Cosmic Golden Knight Sahar Galactic. Where is he?"

"Ah, yes. Me, me!"

Yabe. I wanted to participate but I never thought I’d be called first.

I was self-deprecating because I don’t want to get conceited, but there are reasons to be called.

I put out a record rivaling A-rank knights at the Monvan status test, I received a scarf from Princess Charlotte, yesterday Iria told Gish I’m a talent who can beat "the strongest," and also because I paraded the city in golden armor citizen attention is high.

"Let’s go. Iferaski. We’ll excel and free beastmen!"

"Pii!"

"Golden armor, horse-costume mode!"

Ka!

My golden armor shone and changed shape. I eliminated the crotch armor and used the leftover portion to extend a thin long robe from my butt and put it on Iferaski. By joining the waist portion front and back, the long robe becomes like a China dress.

Because there are dragons on the northern army we can’t stand out even if we do as usual. But what if knight and mount shine gold?

This stands out, I and Iferaski make contact at cock and nape, Iferaski’s defense rises, all good things.

"Then I’m going."

’Do your best, Masaharu.’

Fullru cheered so that only I could hear with wind magic.

"My lord. I am certain of victory."

Duran called out.

Steisan is set as unable to speak so she waved silently.

I entered the tunnel-like huge entrance gate.

When the surroundings became dark for an instant my thoughts became clear, and I thought that if we had set Esty-san as a female knight from the beginning she could have been a little lighter equipped and could have spoken. As long as we can hide that she’s a nine-tailed fox, it’s not particularly face-showing NG...

Well, whatever.

"Please take this."

Oh. A staff person handed me a wooden lance.

I see. I thrust the opponent so that this lance breaks.

When I passed through the entrance gate, cheers exploded.

What’s with this abnormal cheering. Just seeing our appearance they get this excited?

Gish should have announced the player names to the venue, but at that time did he fan expectations?

What kind of introduction was I given?

Well fine. The excitement starts from now.

"Run through the sky, Iferaski!"

"Pii!"

I activated Wind-Pressure Masturbation, released wind from the back side and flew through the sky.

Because Iferaski kept moving her legs, from the spectators it will look like she’s running through the sky.

If her long healthy thighs peek here and there, all sound boys will surely go doki.

Flying too high only makes it hard to see so when I reached the top spectator row I dropped altitude.

Waaaaaaaaaaah!

Dodododododododo...!

Together with cheers from the entire arena a dull sound like ground rumbling could be heard. The spectators are stomping the ground.

Expectation values exploding.

I landed at the east starting position and raised the lance.

Waaaaaaaaah!

Everyone is frenzied. Seriously, what kind of introduction was I given.

Now then, the opponent is...

"Southern army first is Jelin Grand Duke’s eldest brother Dran!"

—Gish announced.

The opponent entered from the east gate behind me.

"Tch. The mount is a beastman? Defiling a knight’s battle."

A spat-out kind of words could be heard.

When I turned around there was a knight on an ordinary horse. The armor was brand new, feeling exactly like a new knight with no actual combat experience. He decorated his helmet with a red flower like a rose and something like peacock feathers.

Yeah. Ordinary. Overall an ordinary mob feeling.

I used Wind-Pressure Masturbation to flutter the scarf from Princess Charlotte wrapped around my neck and Elsa’s sleeve and showed off.

"I am one who received gifts from Princess Charlotte and the Lunametié Grand Duke’s daughter and swears victory!"

"Kuh...! Envious...! Hmph, don’t look down on me. After all, companion of the exiled knight Iria. Not an opponent for my lance. Kukuku. My father is Jelin Grand Duke!"

Without knowing his own fate a few minutes later, the mob knight left a parting remark and moved west going south around the arena.

Leaving about 100 meters of distance we faced each other.

Hm?

"Hey, Iferaski. Is that the guy who mocked Iria and you at the church yesterday?"

Armor is all similar so I can’t have confirmation, but looking from the front it feels quite similar.

"Pii!"

"Right? If you say the smell is the same, that’s it right?"

Because he was chosen as my opponent, is he an A-rank equivalent powerhouse?

Battle Power is... only 34...

Eh?

Iferaski alone is 31 yet...

That guy even with full armor equipment and synergy with the mount is only 34?

Thinking that an ordinary human is 5 and an orc was 50... is that how it is?

Is that guy suppressing his power and the type whose Battle Power rises instantaneously?

’If Dura~’

’What Masa~?’

’My opponent only has Battle Power 34. Breakdown or malfunction?’

’No. It’s operating normally. The opponent’s parent is a grand duke and one of the four great noble houses lining up with Ana-san’s family home so he was probably selected.’

’Ah. Because his parent is a grand duke the king also can’t treat him poorly. So he was selected as the honorable first of the new-knight division.’

’Yes. Incidentally Masaharu-san, after being introduced as rivaling A-rank knights at the status test, "Knight among Knights" Gish added one word that "he is the knight I am most expecting in this year’s tournament" and fanned expectations.’

’Ah. As expected, I thought the spectators’ excitement was extraordinary so that’s it. Thank you very much.’

’Not at all.’

Alright. If I’m expected I should meet expectations—that’s an amateur’s thinking.

Even if I show my ability against such a lower-rank opponent the guests’ frenzy is only now.

I have to connect to the next.

I have to win in a way that inflates expectations for my next turn and my companions.

Then what to do is...

That’s making them wait.

In other words I don’t show my ability.

Because the guests want to see my ability, if this time I end while remaining an unknown they should want to see me once more.

Princess Charlotte who is extremely interested in my ability might raise her voice large saying "I want to see Sahar!" from tomorrow onward. The surrounding royalty should also want to know the power of me who wrapped Charlotte’s scarf around my neck.

And there is a method to hide my ability while shaming the opponent.

The opponent is an unpleasant guy and a great noble like the head of slave discrimination, so I’ll make him eat red shame.

"Begin!"

Gish gave the signal.

At the same time I ignored the 100-meter distance and thrust the lance toward the opponent.

The wind pushed aside by the lance strike delivered at a speed invisible to ordinary people’s eyes became an invisible bullet and struck opponent Dran’s shield.

Don!

"Uwah!"

Dosa...

Dran was unhorsed and only the horse dashed.

I and Iferaski went to the center of the match field and passed the empty horse.

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Cheers rolled up.

Only insults of unskilled, go home, can’t even ride a horse.

Dran who doesn’t understand what happened stays fallen and slams the ground.

"Th-The horse tack was broken! Do it over!"

Tournament staff rushed to Dran. A knight in full armor equipment cannot stand up alone so they help, I suppose.

Further another staff person caught the horse and returned it to Dran’s position.

Hmm. A redo?

"Iferaski. Let’s return to the start position."

I slowly returned to the start point while fluttering Iferaski’s golden China dress sparkling with Wind-Pressure Masturbation, and waited for Dran to remount with the staff’s help.

While waiting I’m free so shall I stand on Iferaski’s shoulder to appeal my lightness.

Yoss!

Because I can fly with Wind-Pressure Masturbation, well, this much is easy.

After maintaining the posture and gathering the spectators’ gazes I lightly jumped, inverted up and down, and handstood on Iferaski’s shoulder.

Ha!

Then from the handstand state I spun and jumped with arm strength and returned to a normal shoulder ride.

Ho!

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Alright. The guests’ heat hasn’t cooled.

After I did this much Dran finally finished mounting.

Hmm. It’s hard for an armored knight to mount a horse.

"Jelin’s eldest brother Dran. A second unhorsing will not be permitted. And Cosmic Golden Knight Sahar Galactic. Next let’s have you show your ability. Begin!"

Acha. From that tone of speech Gish-kō seems to have noticed. As expected of a man called "Knight among Knights" who is said to have obtained all the honor a knight can obtain in a lifetime.

I thought of unhorsing him many times and shaming Dran, but shall I do it seriously.

I’ll show I and Iferaski’s ability!