Hentai Dragon King

Lick lick.

Chupa chupa.

Chuu chuu.

I was surrounded by five dog girls and being licked all over my body. Today’s blowjob duty was Letree-san.

Thanks to their established hierarchy, the positions were decided: the Rian sisters were licking my nipples, Shepa and Petit Letree were licking my cheeks from both sides.

Ifelasuki seemed weak in the mornings and had her blowjob rights taken away two days in a row. She was just hanging around us, biting her finger.

”Oho ho hoo~”

Letree-san greeted me while still holding my cock in her mouth. This widow’s mouth was using gentle, loose onahole-like stimulation to keep me nicely erect. What incredible technique...

”Good morning, everyone.”

”Good morning!” ×4

”Pi!”

...Hm?

Ifelasuki seemed pretty energetic for someone who lost her blowjob rights. Letree-san pulled her mouth off my cock and answered my unspoken question.

”Iferaski-san took care of your morning needs today. I only stepped in because Master was still quite energetic, and I wanted to calm you down...”

”Eh? Ifelasuki gave up her turn after just one swallow?!”

No way.

Did she get tired of my dick?!

Or did she awaken to yuri after watching me play with Fullru yesterday and lose interest in me?!

N-No... I don’t want that.

I don’t want Ifelasuki — the girl who sucks me the most casually and lets me touch her ass the most freely — to dislike me...

”I think Iferaski-san was being considerate because she won’t be able to see Master for a while.”

”...I see.”

Ifelasuki was being considerate toward Letree-san?!

So that’s it? I wasn’t getting tired of her or being hated?

”...!”

When our eyes met, Ifelasuki snorted and made a proud ”I’m thoughtful, you know” face.

I see. Yeah, that makes sense. She was also considerate with Fullru yesterday. She really is thoughtful. I’ll pat her head and butt later as a reward.

Now then — just as Letree-san said, I was leaving for a journey today.

I originally planned to take Ifelasuki, but that would leave Fullru all alone, so I gave up on that.

Last night, when I told Letree-san I’d be traveling with the female merchant Esty, she offered to come along.

But I wanted her to stay and watch the house. Lucia and Dura-san would be strong enough in combat, but they’re too lacking in common sense — there’s no telling what they’d do. The dog girls and capybara girls needed Letree-san to look after them.

Above all, I wanted to avoid any of the beast girls wandering out of the church and getting captured by bad people.

The purpose of this trip wasn’t just to thank Iria — I also wanted to ask about safe places or ways for the beastmen to live peacefully.

That’s why I wanted the beast girls to behave themselves a little longer.

However, Letree-san strongly insisted, ”Travel always comes with danger, so you absolutely must take at least one dog girl with you.” She wanted the Rian sisters to help her, and she felt bad about separating Petit Letree from her mother.

So, I decided to take Shepa.

Shepa was a German Shepherd dog girl.

She was still young and playful, but she faithfully followed Letree-san’s instructions.

She had short, slightly brownish blonde hair with black patches, sharp eyes, and relatively deep facial features.

Her current expressive face was cute, but you could tell she would become a beautiful woman soon.

Shepa and I left the church before the second bell rang, seen off by everyone.

The dog girls tried to follow us to see us off, but we made them stay at the church — we couldn’t risk them getting captured by bad people on the way back.

The capybara girls cheerfully sent us off with ”Have a safe trip!” Their lack of clinginess or sadness at parting was... a little sad in its own way.

As we passed in front of Rafilia-san’s house right after leaving the alley, Fullru said ”Have a safe trip.”

Aah, thank goodness.

After I put it in her ass the other day, she got really angry later, yelling ”I was so out of it from the pain!”

This morning she ignored my greeting, so I thought she really hated me, but maybe not.

It seemed Shepa didn’t hear Fullru’s voice. She must have used some kind of magic — only I heard it near my ear.

I walked through the bustling morning streets hand-in-hand with Shepa toward the north gate where we were meeting.

I wore my usual long robe over my naked body and layered the mantle I borrowed from A yesterday on top.

In the leather bag I also borrowed from A, I packed bread, sausages, and cheese that Rafilia-san prepared.

I also filled a small leather bag from the church with about a liter of wine. I wanted to bring apples too, but without plastic wrap or aluminum foil, I gave up.

Shepa was wearing her usual simple one-piece dress she had on when we first met. Her only luggage was a small leather bag from the church — also filled with wine.

We only had one day’s worth of food, but if we ran out we could hunt wild birds or rabbits and roast them. With my physical abilities and Shepa’s hunting instincts as a dog girl, catching prey should be easy.

The real problem was drinks.

If we found a river along the way, I planned to refill the leather bags.

At first the alcohol in the wine would sterilize it, but eventually we’d have to drink river water directly. I was worried about getting diarrhea.

If Shepa got sick, I couldn’t give her elixir through her ass, so I’d have to have her suck me off... Is it okay to make an innocent 14-year-old tomboy give me a blowjob?

Lucia and Fullru are also 14, but they actively want it, and there’s an atmosphere where putting it in their asses feels okay.

But with Shepa, I feel strong resistance to doing anything lewd.

Just holding hands and walking together makes her smile happily. Thinking about putting it in her ass feels wrong and immoral.

I want Shepa and Petit Letree to grow up without knowing anything erotic...

Besides, I can’t just worry about Shepa. If I get diarrhea, do I have to drink my own elixir?

Well, I’m probably overthinking it.

In the worst case, I can just call Lucia.

Firing Darkness Fire into the sky is the help signal. She’ll come anytime.

She’s also secretly going to replenish our food and wine at night.

Even Lucia doesn’t know where the place called Marglant is, so she can’t teleport there directly. She’s never met Iria either, so she can’t teleport near her.

That’s why I can’t have Lucia take me straight to Marglant.

However, she can teleport between me and the church.

In other words, I can return to Montvant’s church from anywhere on the journey. It’s basically like the Rura spell from Draque.

So this journey is basically an exploration game where game over is impossible.

Let’s take it easy.

We arrived at the promised north gate, but the traveling merchant Esty was nowhere to be seen.

Clang clang. Clang clang.

It was the second morning bell.

The first bell at 6 AM meant ”Wake up,” and the second bell two hours later meant ”Start working.”

By the way, Rafilia-san wakes up at 4 AM, cleans, prays, and prepares to ring the morning bell.

Hmm. Did we arrive too early?

We live at the church, so we can check the exact time with the water clock in the chapel. Every day Rafilia-san fills the big hourglass-like container with water and rings the bell according to how long it takes to drain. We saw the water clock and left a little before the second bell.

Esty, who doesn’t have a clock, can only estimate time by feel. So being late is possible. Or maybe she’ll head this way after the second bell rings?

It seemed my assumption was wrong.

A gatekeeper approached us.

”Hey, you there... Hm? Oh! Are you perhaps Sir Sahal, the hero of Montvant?!”

”Yes, that’s me.”

”It’s an honor to meet you! Ahh, I’m so moved. What a divine aura...”

The gatekeeper knelt down, clasped his hands together as if praying to a god, and bowed his head to me.

”Are you waiting for someone?”

”Ah, yes.”

”In that case, there’s someone waiting outside the gate. Could it be that person?”

”Ah. I see. We only agreed on the north gate, not whether inside or outside. Thank you very much.”

If the gatekeeper hadn’t kindly spoken up, we would have been waiting in vain.

Alright. Special service for the gatekeeper.

As I passed through the gate, I stopped, felt the gatekeeper’s gaze on my back, and spoke in a low voice.

”Let’s meet again at the crossroads of history and destiny. The day the black obsidian flower blooms is near...”

”Eh? What does that mean...?”

I didn’t answer.

Because I didn’t know what it meant either.

I started walking and lightly waved my hand behind me as I left the gate.