Hentai Dragon King

Dran who seemed to be the eldest son of some great noble apparently lost the peacock-feather decoration when he fell, and his mob feeling became even stronger, but with the staff’s help he mounted and received the lance with a high-and-mighty attitude.

You, if you keep doing that I’ll destroy only the crotch of your armor.

No, I don’t want to see another man’s cock so I won’t.

Alright. Pull myself together and resume the match.

”Begin!”

”Go! Iferaski! I’ll show off your leg power.”

”Pii!”

Don!

Sudden acceleration as if the ground exploded.

If I weren’t being gripped by the calves I might have fallen backward.

For an instant my field of vision filled with the ground.

Because Iferaski kicked the earth in a forward-leaning posture I also leaned forward enough that I might be unhorsed. I raised my face and confirmed Dran’s position.

”Take this!”

”Uwa—”

Even through the helmet I felt I saw Dran’s face drawn with astonishment.

Normally in jousting there is no difference in horse running power over short distance so they collide in the center of the match field. But because Iferaski is too fast we crossed at a place where Dran’s horse hadn’t even advanced a few steps.

Dran had the lance tip pointed diagonally down and hadn’t even entered attack posture yet.

My lance, as I wished, pierced Dran’s shield.

”Emergency stop!”

”Pii!”

We emergency-stopped with our backs to the west entrance gate.

I let go of the shattered shortened lance and had Iferaski hold it, then caught Dran who came flying while spinning gurungurun.

”Gu, a, a...”

”My win is fine, right?”

”A, u...”

The defeat was too instant so Dran doesn’t seem to understand the situation.

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

The venue was wrapped in cheers. Because a dull dodododo ground rumble can also be heard, many spectators are probably stomping underfoot.

If he hears this even Dran should be able to understand his own defeat.

The spectators who were a little distance from the match field must have been surprised witnessing Iferaski’s extraordinary speed.

Yes. Iferaski obtained speed that far surpasses average horse girls.

She ran at full power and recovered with elixir, ran at full power again and recovered with elixir...

From when we met until now without intending to we had been repeating training of continuing to sprint at full power. By overworking muscles beyond the limit without fatigue and fully recovering with high-quality protein, we exceeded the horse-girl limit.

We are strong!

And I got erect!

From the acceleration to emergency stop my cock was strongly pressed against Iferaski’s soft nape, and from that stimulation it swelled mukumuku, and her hair tickled the glans so erection was unavoidable.

While stroking Iferaski’s head I parted her hair and hid my cock. I can’t expose an erect cock in front of a large number of spectators after all.

Ahh. Now Iferaski’s hair became a substitute for my pubic hair. Calm down...

”My complete victory, right? I can demand ransom, right? I don’t need your armor so transfer beastman slaves matching the price.”

”U-Understood...”

”Alright.”

I set Dran down on the ground.

”Winner, Cosmic Golden Knight Sahar Galactic!”

Buwa!

Iferaski right after exercise emitted sweat steam and my surroundings were dyed white for an instant.

I scattered the white mist with Wind-Pressure Masturbation wind, showed off the golden armor to the guests, then exited the west entrance gate.

Dran followed behind me.

Defeated Dran did not consider it good to return to his own camp inside the arena while exposing his defeated figure, came out from the enemy camp’s entrance gate, and became a captive.

It wasn’t... clean.

”I’ll prepare a ransom that inferior nobles like you cannot pay. Don’t lay a single finger on this me who is Jelin Grand Duke’s eldest son.”

I see. Because he’s a great noble’s son he figured he wouldn’t meet a terrible fate and took a big attitude.

The theory is apparently to bind him with rope, restrain him, contact Dran’s relations and exchange for money, but poor me doesn’t have restraining rope and I have no attendant to watch him.

However an attendant for watching is unnecessary.

Because nameless knights belonging to the northern army rushed over and surrounded us. I bathed in voices of praise.

From outside they can’t tell the match situation, but by returning to our own camp bringing a prisoner they also understand my victory. Moreover if the opponent is the eldest son of one of the four great noble houses, for ordinary knights of the northern army everyone probably feels refreshed.

Dran isolated in the center of the enemy army hunched his back and made a face as if about to cry.

Well, it’s a pain so shall I release him.

”Dran-san. You can go home.”

”Wha, what. Without even receiving the ransom you’re releasing me?”

Biku.

Every time someone’s armor made a sound Dran was surprised and looked that way. Too scared.

”I don’t think a splendid noble like you would break a promise. Please deliver the promised beastman slaves to Iria of Margolant. During the tournament period we’re in the western forest.”

”...Fine. I swear by the war god Lyute that I will pay a ransom matching my person in beastman slaves.”

”Yes.”

The surrounding knights guaranteed ”We also firmly heard it” ”We are witnesses.”

If they just didn’t keep slaves these guys would probably be good guys too.

Eventually I’ll have to think of a method to take slave beastmen from allies as well.

At any rate Dran left.

The reason I can’t be involved with Dran too much besides restraint being a pain also exists.

Because just now Duran was called for the second match.

”Mazorov, Steisan. I’m going inside to watch Duran’s match. Capybara!”

I called out shortly to Fullru and Esty-san then returned to the viewing area of the mysterious space.

Incidentally this transfer is by Dragon God Lucia so consideration reaches even fine details, and even if I suddenly disappear the surrounding people don’t particularly feel anything.

When I returned to the viewing area everyone clapped.

”Afun!”

When I dismounted from Iferaski I unintentionally leaked a voice.

Fortunately the moan was mixed with the sound of clapping and seemed unheard by anyone.

The Iferaski hair that entangled at the earlier erection had several strands enter inside the skin when returning to normal times, and by that being pulled out all at once an unknown pleasure ran through the glans.

Ku, uu. My cock stings.

”Haa haa...”

I got erect...

Someday I’ll wrap someone’s hair and masturbate.

But now I have to return my cock to normal mode.

As usual Shepa and Petit Letree tried to jump at me, but I bent forward, made an X with both hands, and rejected the two of them.

Uuu, sorry. Sorry I can’t stroke your butts... I can’t strengthen erection pressure with you loli-charge girls.

”Masaharu-san. Are you alright.”

While I was bent forward my field of vision was completely covered by super huge breasts. Even though I just saw the cow girls’ nursing scene the size is overwhelming. Because the surroundings are warm Rafilia-san is not wearing her vestments but the thin underwear (something like a white shirt) she usually wore under them, so her soft-looking breasts sway barunbarun.

At this rate I’ll get even more erect and it will become terrible.

”Haa haa.”

I leaked excited breaths while bent forward.

Don’t ejaculate. Cock, calm down. Return to normal times...

”You seem tired from the match. Masaharu-san. Iferaski-san. Here.”

”Thank you very much, Rafilia-san.”

I see. Rafilia-san prepared water for us and was waiting.

Furthermore she mistook me being bent forward and out of breath as fatigue.

Iferaski drank the water all at once then headed toward the horse girls who became companions this morning.

I’ll pretend to be tired a little more.

”Well, because it was my first joust I got nervous and got more tired than usual. Haa haa.”

I moved to the front row pretending to be curious about the arena situation.

If I’m in the front row no one will notice the erection.

Well Iria is in the front row so there’s a possibility she’ll notice, but don’t look this way.

I particularly meaninglessly thrust the tip of my erect cock toward the direction Princess Charlotte is in the royal tent and drank water.

Thanks to the scarf you gave me I gained the trust of the beastman-disposal contractor man, and was looked at with respect by many knights. Thank you.

Goku.

”Ah. Somehow it has a refreshing taste.”

”I tried putting in herbs with a fatigue-recovery effect.”

”Because I moved my body it’s extremely delicious.”

Thanks to the suu refreshing sensation the erection pressure also dropped and settled to a degree that can’t be told from above the long robe.

I returned the cup to Rafilia-san and bowed my head.

”Thank you very much. I’ll watch the match.”

I moved while still bent forward and sat next to Iria in the front row.

Second Duran was already at the starting position, and the opponent was half-circling the arena.

Iria facing forward called out with poor articulation.

”Um, what... It’s the first actual combat with a knight. Getting excited and becoming like that... happens.”

”...I see.”

She noticed the erection.

I’ll keep silent that I got erect from the stimulation of Iferaski’s hair entangling.

Ah.

The tents that seem to be doing erotic business on the outside of the tent group around the waiting area being open even in daytime is that kind of thing...!

Even in broad daylight there’s demand!