Hentai Dragon King

Now then. This is tricky.

We repelled the orcs, but Iria is heavily injured.

At this moment, my inner thoughts were like this:

If I pour semen into her ass, Iria should recover. However, right after reuniting, suddenly asking her to present her ass feels too obviously perverted and awkward. Plus, with her little sister Sara-chan watching, I can’t have anal sex in front of her, so I need to get Sara-chan to leave the room — but how do I say that?

Furthermore, Iria, who has already been healed by semen elixir before, surely wants me to give her an anal semen enema. But she’d be too embarrassed to ask me to fuck her ass herself, and she definitely wouldn’t want her little sister to see her getting her ass violated and then squirting semen from her anus.

I can say with certainty that once I insert into Iria’s ass, it will feel so good that I’ll release more than double my usual amount of semen. When I pull out, she’ll definitely spray an anal fountain.

Esty-san is probably also thinking, ”If Masaru-san pours semen elixir into Iria-san’s ass, an injury like this should heal, right?” But she can’t say that in front of Sara-chan. Moreover, Esty-san doesn’t know that Iria already knows about the semen elixir. So she’s probably thinking she needs to first convince Iria with something like ”You might not believe it, but Masaru-san’s cock produces elixir. Please let him put it in your butt...” and is worrying about how to explain it.

This is exactly the same from Iria’s perspective. Iria doesn’t know that Esty-san knows about the semen elixir, so it’s hard for her to ask for it here. She probably wants to get both Sara-chan and Esty-san out of the room somehow. But while she might be able to send her little sister Sara-chan away, suddenly chasing out Esty-san, who came to visit after several months, would be difficult.

The ideal situation is for me and Iria to be alone in the room with no one approaching for a while. But would Sara-chan really leave her heavily injured big sister alone with me, a man she just met today? No matter how much I saved Margolant, I’m still a stranger to Sara-chan. I’m in a full-naked long coat with my sides exposed, and if I bend over even a little there’s a risk of my cock showing. How much can a 10-year-old girl really trust me?

What a painfully awkward four-way stalemate!

From now on, the three of us must use every ounce of our wits to drive Sara-chan out and create a situation where I can have anal sex with Iria.

”Nn? Sara, what happened to your finger?”

”Eh? Ah... I must have cut it somewhere. Maybe a splinter from the gate while I was holding it?”

It seems Sara-chan injured her finger.

”That’s bad. Sara. Go downstairs and get it treated.”

”I’m fine. It’s just a scratch.”

”No. Bacteria might get in and make it worse. Go wash it with clean water.”

”You’re worrying too much. Big Sister is the one who’s badly hurt. Worry about yourself.”

”That’s true, but...”

This is bad. Iria is being too obvious about trying to drive Sara-chan away. If this continues, it might make her suspicious.

”Sara-chan. Let me check the wound to see if it needs treatment.”

Her skin is white so the injury stands out, but it’s not even bleeding much. It really is just a scratch. Driving her out of the room for treatment of this would definitely look suspicious.

”This much is—”

”No, no way!”

”You can’t, Masaru-san!”

”—just put some saliva on it and it’ll heal.”

Iria and Esty-san completely overlapped their words to cut me off.

Did they think I was going to say ”I’ll heal it with elixir”?

What a terrible misunderstanding...

If she were on the verge of death it would be different, but even I wouldn’t insert into a 10-year-old’s ass.

However, their misunderstanding about me made both Iria and Esty-san realize something.

”Ah. Iria-san, could it be...”

”Esty, could it be...”

You know that Masaru’s semen is elixir?

The two of them asked each other with their eyes and nodded.

Yes!

Now the three of us are in agreement on driving Sara-chan out.

When I gave Iria a small nod, she seemed to understand my intention. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she nodded back.

Then I looked at Esty-san, and she gave a short nod too.

Earlier when Iria told Sara-chan to ”wash it with clean water,” it means there’s either a water station inside the castle or a well inside the walls.

”Nn. Nn—. I fought orcs earlier, so I’m thirsty...”

”Sara. Bring drinks for our guests.”

”Oh. That’s right. We obtained some black tea, so let’s have that. Given the situation, it’ll be on the house as a special service. Sara-san, could you show me where to get hot water?”

”Understood.”

Yes. Nice coordinated play. I secretly clenched my fist.

Sara-chan, perhaps because she’s the lord’s little sister, is quite mature for her age. If it’s for entertaining guests, she probably can’t refuse. Even if I say so myself, I’m the benefactor who drove away the orcs, so it’s only natural to serve drinks as hospitality.

Making black tea would require boiling water and brewing it. Considering the round trip, it should take at least 10 minutes no matter how fast they are.

Like how the kitchen was in a separate building at the church, the place where they use fire in this castle is probably far away too. That means the two of them will have to leave the main tower and go to another building. In historical novels, there are stories about royalty having food tasted by multiple people beforehand, which makes it cold. I don’t know about Chinese palaces, but in medieval Europe, food gets cold not because of poison tasting, but because the kitchen is far away. Also, they spent time decorating dishes — like attaching feathers to roasted turkeys to make them look alive — for presentation, which makes them take longer and cool down.

If you want hot food, the king can just go to the building with the kitchen. In reality, some kings and lords did exactly that. In the Middle Ages, it was normal for kings and lords to eat in the same room as their subordinates, so there was no such thing as the king eating cold food alone in the depths of the castle. Kings and lords often ate with many people because they wanted to show off expensive ingredients like salt and spices to their subordinates and guests.

In short, the biggest reason important people eat cold food is that you can’t use fire near where the king or lord lives. Even if Margolant Castle has a kitchen inside the walls, it would be on the first floor or in the basement dirt-floor area, so it should be the farthest place from Iria the lord’s bedroom.

In other words, there’s no way the black tea will arrive quickly.

With Iria’s supreme ass, I should be able to cum after just a few thrusts, so we have plenty of time.

The two of them left the room. I pressed my ear to the door and confirmed their footsteps going down the stone stairs.

Clack, clack...

...

Alright. Their footsteps have faded away, so—

It’s anal sex time!

Our intentions are set.

However.

Now that it’s finally time, what exactly should I say to start?