Hentai Dragon King

Second-round match 3 rank-2 Order of Yellow Thunder advances.

And second-round match 4. Our Order of the Capybara’s turn.

We raised morale with ”Nuu...tria!” then ”Beaver!” chanted the spell ”Rabapika” and returned to normal space.

Fumu.

When we go outside the arena I can tell the northern sky is considerably stormy.

About as pitch black as Shoten’s purple belly.

Are Monvan’s macho guys and Margolant’s residents not troubled by snow.

Well everyone is winter on land they originally lived accustomed to so there is no problem I suppose. I do not need to worry.

Rather our hut made in Glans is more dangerous. Has it not been crushed by snow weight.

When it becomes warm let us make a proper building with stone.

Now then our opponent is the mercenary band Light of the Three Lances that Marvela who one-sidedly attaches grudges belongs to.

They also correspond to the North Army so the entrance is the same.

Entering is simultaneous but a screen is stood before the entrance so the order cannot be seen.

Our appearance order is already decided.

Vanguard: Duran

Next-vanguard: Iria Nawayoru

Middle: Sahar Galactic

Vice-general: Mazorov

General: Steisan

Same as the first round.

According to Iria the name of the mercenary band Light of the Three Lances derives from there being a captain said to have ability rivaling an A-rank knight and two vice-captains likewise said to rival A-rank knights.

They cannot be seen in individual matches but the three on the battlefield apparently boast strength of exactly three riders worth a thousand.

However on the other hand the other athletes are only number-matching so they are not our enemies apparently.

Iria’s prediction is Light of the Three Lances will come to raise wins with vanguard, next-vanguard, middle.

There our operation is win with the three of Duran whose losing I cannot imagine, Iria who absolutely will not lose, and me.

I had been holding the anxiety factor that I might not be able to win against women but somehow I drew with A-rank knight Maria and won against A-rank knight Lil without moving even one step. Unexpectedly I can somehow manage against women too so I was entrusted the important middle.

”Let us go. We are strong!”

”...” ×4

”Beaver!”

”Beaver!” ×2

”Beaver!” (super small voice) ×2

Alright!

Mazorov and Steisan who cannot put out a large voice cannot be helped but not only Duran Iria also put out a unity voice.

Riding Ranjou in the daytime and running the grassland she communicated hearts and recovered herself as a knight I suppose.

We lined up in appearance order and entered the large entrance gate.

While passing through it became dark and the air chilly.

Right beside the five of Light of the Three Lances are walking. Five wearing unified armor in the dark so I cannot tell who is who.

When we go outside surroundings become paa bright and we are wrapped in cheers.

Are these cheers directed at us or directed at the opponent team.

The atmosphere changing garatto inside and outside the entrance gate is like coming to another world and no matter how many times I taste it it is fun.

We line before the match field. Light of the Three Lances walk toward the back.

The opponent team is...

Vanguard: same armor so I cannot tell the difference but probably a regular soldier

Next-vanguard: I do not remember the name but the captain. Equipment design differs from the others.

Middle: same armor but wearing a cloak so Marvela or the other vice-captain

Vice-general: same armor but wearing a cloak so Marvela or the other vice-captain

General: same armor so I cannot tell the difference but probably a regular soldier

That order.

I see. Because similar-design armor even in a bright place I cannot tell who is who.

In the first place I only remember Marvela’s name so well whatever.

My opponent is anus confirmed. Ah wrong. Woman confirmed.

From looking at armor design they apparently assigned strong people to next-vanguard, middle, vice-general. Quite tricky.

However this is lucky.

If we win three in a row one of the opponent team’s strong people will not get a turn.

Host Giesch called Duran’s name.

”Then I shall go.”

”Ah. I leave it to you. Duran!”

The match started.

The opponent is a fierce person exceeding Battle Power 1000 but Battle Power 3 Duran shut out the attacks. She completely prevented sharp lance thrusts with minimum sword handling and body handling.

Then taking an instant gap Duran knocked down the opponent’s lance.

The opponent without flinching put out a sub-weapon dagger but Duran took that arm, twisted the elbow, and thrust the dagger before the opponent’s eyes.

Thus the opponent surrendered.

When it ended it was one-sided yokozuna sumo as if a master putting a disciple through training.

”First one win. Iria-dono. Continue.”

”Ah. Leave it to me. I will go.”

Duran descended the stairs and in exchange Iria went up.

”Iria. Do your best. Even a trivial injury I will heal so fight without holding back.”

”No if it is a trivial wound I leave it to natural healing.”

”I see.”

Iria waved a hand behind her back and advanced.

The opponent also came up.

The name called by Giesch is mercenary band Light of the Three Lances captain Yuli Rondo.

Both leave 5 meters distance and wait for the match-start signal.

The two facing each other are both whole-body silver armor thin-lined and constructed in streamlines.

Facing each other it even comes to seem they were made by technicians of the same lineage.

In medieval Europe armor-manufacturing technique developed in Italy and many people purchased Italian-made armor it is said.

In this world too is there a country or region excellent at armor manufacture and Iria and the others bought from the same workshop.

Or same as cars becoming similar designs industrial products when designed to fulfill a specific function inevitably become similar so to fulfill the purpose of protecting a woman’s body both armors became similar.

I do not know.

But...

Because it is a girl-versus-girl fight I did not want them to wear armor...!

”Begin!”

Giesch announced match start.

Immediately after Yuli while leaping down backward raised both arms in a cross. Multiple lightning lances appeared. With nearly 20 lances she created a lance hedge around herself.

Yuli’s loss is confirmed at the point Iria approaches so she intends to challenge a mid-range or long-range fight I suppose.

Will it become a development of one leaving and one chasing like Alo versus Maria.

But the decision was an instant.

Iria from a pochette hung at her waist pulled three wooden knives with her left hand.

Throwing weapons Dura-san made in Glans training.

Iria continuously threw knives one, two, three.

All knives were trajectories passing the gaps of the lightning lances but they stopped in midair, instantly became charred black, and crumbled.

However at this point the lances’ time is stopped I suppose.

Iria jumped into the lance hedge from the front and as if slipping through she passed the lance hedge.

She threw a fourth knife.

Immediately after Yuli knocked that down with a sword Iria who had advanced had her sword thrust at Yuli’s armor throat.

In that interval Yuli’s movement was unnaturally kakukaku so time was stopped I suppose.

I was watching from the side so I understood the whole process but Yuli probably did not understand what happened.

Probably immediately after feeling an anomaly in the lance hedge the instant she thought Iria ordinarily slipped through a sword was standing at her throat.

”It is my loss...”

Yuli released her sword, dropped it, and declared loss.

”Winner, Iria Nawayoru!”

After Giesch announced Iria’s victory the spectators murmured.

It cannot be helped.