Na: Deorgon
Race: Ancient Dragon
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Traits
Ancient Scales
Characters with less than ??? Strength cannot inflict damage.
Master of Magic
Characters with ??? Intelligence or less cannot inflict damage.
King of the Mountain Range
One of the masters of the [Dragon Mountains]. Can perceive events
within his domain and receives a special correction within it.
I'm screwed. I had a gut feeling that I was absolutely screwed. I can't beat this bastard. In my current state, he was an existence I could never defeat, even if I died and ca back to life. I reflexively hid the hand gripping my mace behind my back and smiled stupidly. Deorgon scanned
with an expressionless face.
That gaze sent shivers down my spine. He had transford into a human, but his entire body exuded an aura of 'I am strong.' His body had transford into a human's, but his eyes were still those of a reptile. Deorgon opened his mouth after scanning .
"I heard you killed the dragonians."
It seed that fucking bitch Emilia had already sold
out. Not knowing how to answer, I racked my brain. What should I say to get this bastard to let
off? I couldn't figure out what type of bastard he was, and my head felt like it was about to explode.
You could call it Schrodinger's dragon. Until I answered, my state was neither dead nor alive. There was a possibility I'd die for saying 'I killed them!', and a possibility I'd die for acting servile. Deorgon spoke.
"Are you a mute? I'll give you a pen."
Deorgon nudged the office desk beside him with his foot, rolling a pencil and pen over. Seeing this kind gesture, I decided it was better to grovel first than to act boldly and get on his bad side.
"N-No, sir! I can speak! My Lord!"
"So, you killed them?"
"Yes! The dragonians were threatening our ho, so I had no choice but to kill them!"
"Threatening your ho? Is one man coming to my cave such a big deal?"
Deorgon was a two-ter-tall man with bulging muscles. When the words 'bring a man' ca from his mouth, I got goosebumps. I explained again.
"It would have been fine if the dragonians had explained it that way, but the bastards tore through the villages without a single word of explanation, and the damage was imnse!"
Emilia wore a stunned expression at my groveling. While prostrated on the floor, I shot her a glare. That fucking bitch sold
out? Startled by my gaze again, Emilia quickly averted her head. Deorgon threw Emilia to the floor. Emilia tumbled across the office carpet and slamd into a bookshelf.
"Ack."
Letting out a cute scream, Emilia rubbed her head. Deorgon pointed a finger at Emilia and said.
"You, get out."
"Yes! Yes!"
Unlike the rumors and lore about her being weak, Emilia dashed out of the room at a very high speed. Now, only Deorgon and I were left in the room. Being left alone with Deorgon, I felt anxiety wash over . It wasn't just Deorgon's build; it was because this dragon walked around naked. His monstrous chest muscles and massive forearms twitched. And on his lower body, there was sothing the size of a two-liter water bottle.
In fact, even while groveling, my attention was stolen by that fucking grotesque object, and I couldn't concentrate. What is that? Fuck, what the hell is he carrying around? Do dragons have sword fights with their cocks or sothing?
Deorgon, seeming to notice my gaze, pointed to his 'object' and spoke.
"Ah, I hear humans like large genitals. Yes. As you can see, my genitals are very large. Little penis."
There was no ti to voice my dissatisfaction with the nickna 'little penis.' I pressed my head to the floor and shouted again.
"Of course! I'm a tiny-cocked bastard!"
"A bastard who knows his place. Good. Get up. It's a sha the dragonians are gone, but that must have been their fate."
The Ain had sworn their loyalty, but this bastard didn't seem to care much about their fate. He was the typical type of superior who'd fuck you over. The mont Deorgon told
to get up, I shot to my feet. Deorgon's unclear status window was really bothering .
If I were a little stronger, if I had trained a little more, would I have been able to see it? Then could I have at least tried to crack this bastard's head open once? If he'd made
prostrate myself in his dragon form, I wouldn't have cared, but showing up as a naked muscleman was infuriating.
"S-So, for what business did you summon ....?"
But showing such feelings outwardly was sothing only an amateur sycophant would do. I grinned and asked his business.
"I need a strong man. A very strong man."
Truthfully, I didn't even need to ask. This bastard only had one purpose. For whatever reason, this muscular male dragon needed a man. Fuck. This is so scary.
I felt my whole body trembling. It was a primal fear I had never felt, not when defeating the Demon King, nor when fighting Eve on the sea. The fear of being taken and fucked. That kind of terror was consuming my body.
"Then follow . Let's go to my cave at once."
I had no ti to ask a counter-question. Deorgon drew a rectangle in the empty space, and a door ford. Without giving
even an opening to resist, Deorgon's magic power bound
in mid-air.
"W-Wha?"
"Relax your body, little penis."
Deorgon used magic to throw
through the portal. A blue-glowing mana enveloped , acting as a cushion. I rolled across the floor, and when I got up, it was pitch dark all around.
"Ugh... shit..."
I grimaced at the dust rising from the floor and pushed myself up. Deorgon followed
in. A quick glance told
I was inside a cave. There were stalagmites on the floor, and the ceiling was impossibly high, perhaps to accommodate the dragon's original body size. I straightened my back and surveyed my surroundings.
Perhaps because the light source was limited, it was dark all around. I used magic to create light. Because Deorgon was staring at
with only his eyes gleaming, and it was fucking scary.
"Light."
A white sphere rose into the air, brightly illuminating the cave's interior. The inside of the cave was cleaner than I expected, and it had everything. There was even furniture for humans, and soone was sleeping under a thick blanket.
I was about to check who it was, but sensing Deorgon's eyes on , I turned my head. Outside the small space decorated like a human house, a massive cavern existed. In that place was a nest made of a large pile of rotten wood and straw, as if a giant had nested there.
It seed this was the space he lived in as a dragon.
Its size was like a lake, and the depth of the indentation felt like looking down at a soccer field from the stands. Gauging by this size, I realized that if Deorgon transford into his true form and went on a rampage, I would die instantly.
"You must be curious why I called you."
"Yes. I am."
I nodded, looking around with my light magic. Next to the dragon's nest was a small pile. A mountain of treasure? As I was about to move the light that way, I glanced at Deorgon. Deorgon nodded.
"Look. It will be easier to talk once you've seen."
What is it? I moved the sphere of light toward the pile.
There were—
"Shit...!"
Corpses. The corpses of won were strewn across the floor. From bodies that were already skeletons, to half-rotted mummified corpses, and bodies that were currently decomposing, there were various types of corpses, but their gender was all female. I had no idea why he was showing
this.
What is this? Is he trying to appeal to
that he's a misogynist?
What was more horrifying was that the won's lower bodies were literally shattered. As if sothing impossibly large and thick had been forcefully shoved into them, all the corpses had their crotches torn to rags. The skeletons had their pelvic bones completely pulverized, and the mummified corpses also had their legs shattered.
My gaze naturally couldn't help but shift to Deorgon's cock. That excessively large and thick cock. It was so big, Deorgon's cock was on an unrealistic level. Faced with being impaled by that cock, wouldn't more humans choose to be fisted?
Deorgon saw that I had checked the corpses and opened his mouth.
"I've been practicing sexual intercourse, but it's not going well."
"What?"
What the fuck is he talking about? Deorgon seed very embarrassed. It was absurd to see him act shy with that monstrous face.
"Dragons polymorph before they engage in copulation. This is because if we copulate with a dragon's build, the mountains cannot withstand it. So this ti, I tried to copulate in human form, but it's not going well."
"If it's not a discourtesy... which race did you do it with last ti...?"
"A lizard. It was quite a different experience. That must have been about 3,000 years ago."
"So you've been sexless for 3,000 years."
"What is 'sexless'?"
"No. It's nothing. So, why did you call
here?"
"So, since I can't satisfy a woman by myself, I figured I need a man. Human sexual intercourse is quite troubleso. The first ti I pushed my genitals into my wife, she said it hurt and kicked
out. I need a strong man to teach
about sexual intercourse."
"Ah, so... you called ... to watch sexual intercourse?"
Deorgon nodded and said. Unlike his appearance and actions, this bastard was a married man.
"That's right."
And Deorgon pointed his finger at the bed I had just checked. The bed's blanket flew into the air, and a woman with a short bob was lying there. She was wearing short shorts and a tight-fitting crop top.
It was AA. It seed she hadn't been captured and turned into a dragon's onahole. Deorgon's voice could be heard.
"I have specially captured a perfect virgin for you. I've heard that among humans, a strong hero is also skilled at intercourse. Now, attack this woman in front of ."
"Ah, uh... attack her?"
"If you show
a perfect sexual encounter that makes the woman feel good, I'll send you ho safely. I'll give you a gift, too."
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Tiring!
* Trait [Technical] has been selected.
Technical
The pleasure you receive is multiplied by 0.9,
and the pleasure you give to your partner is multiplied by 1.5.
Lord Deorgon. Loyalty, loyalty.
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