Hentai Dragon King

Gish started walking and Ana, Elsa, Flora followed so I also followed.

In the plaza that seems able to hold hundreds white clean tablecloths are hung on round tables lined several and various foods are prepared but no chairs. But are the seats decided?

The food is not personal but lined on large plates so seems a standing-party but…

Understood while being guided. Standing position seems decided by status.

In the back of the plaza there is a table that seems for the king and chairs are attached there. Still empty seats but the next king and queen will sit.

Near that seems the royalty and great-noble area. The people there have different quality of clothes so clearly noble aura is out. Women are wearing dresses of smooth slippery—feeling.

Because Ana and Elsa are there we are guided to the great-noble area.

From the innermost wall toward the entrance royalty, great nobles, ordinary nobles and knight-order captains, other invited guests in that order.

We were guided to a table in front of the royalty area.

Immediately 1 maid came from the wall side.

“Will take the luggage.”

“Ah thanks. Heavy so fine.”

Because brass containers have 2 liters of milk and various ingredients it is quite heavy.

“No please do not mind.”

Said so taking the basket. If I kept holding the luggage this one might be scolded.

“Now then. If anything order everything to her.”

Saying and Gish left. Will guide other visitors to proper places.

A little away here and there there are familiar faces. Knight-order captains.

“We will go there. What will Masaharu and Elsa do?”

“A-no fine. Looking Maria and Lil have not come yet. Even conversing with men no use.”

“I will also refrain. Because I am not a knight-order member.”

“I see. Then excuse a little. Flora. Let us go.”

“Yes.”

Ana and Flora headed toward where the knight-order captains are.

I leaned to Elsa and spoke in a small voice.

“Elsa. Teach me.”

“What is it.”

“I do not know this country well so if making the mood bad sorry.”

“Oh. That way of saying what is it.”

“The position of four-great-duke-house young lady is fine to speak to Charlotte-denka over there?”

“Yes. Of course. We are old acquaintances and no problem.”

I see. If royalty and great nobles and ages close there is experience of encountering and conversing in high society.

“Then let us lightly greet. Also say about the ice cream.”

“Yes. Understood.”

Therefore from behind Elsa I headed to Charlotte-denka’s place.

Charlotte is dressed one stage flashier than us.

Royalty-color purple—might look blue if seeing outdoors—dress. Frilly piled and gold embroidery abundantly applied and flashy flashy. Covering blonde hair with white lace ornament. In hand a luxurious imported fan as if claiming royal authority.

A feeling that if searching medieval, noble, dress will come out.

“Good day. Charlotte-sama.”

“Good day. Oh? You Elsa?”

“Yes. Long time no see.”

“Recently did not see but what were you doing?”

“To help big sister’s duty went to the north.”

“My that was so.”

“Sorry for not being able to greet.”

“Do not mind. Not our relationship.”

“Charlotte-sama. May I introduce my friend?”

“Yes. If Elsa’s friend a family with history right?”

Charlotte lightly lowered the gaze and moved the gaze from my feet to the face as if appraising.

At that time because the gaze stopped at the chest Charlotte also seemed to mind my giant breasts.

I gently put the fingertips of the right hand on the left giant breast and lightly lowered the head.

“Excuse me. I am a commoner.”

“Hmm. I see. A face typical of a commoner. Because a special day will give the honor of conversing with me. Should thank.”

Oi. The tone is different from when talking with Elsa.

Well the Ooi family is unmistakably commoner so cannot be helped.

Incidentally that my first person is ‘ore’ no one points out.

Probably in the French language that is the base of this Naropa world the first person is only ‘Je’ so with the translation by the transfer-bonus function it is becoming a good feeling.

“Now not matching this dress so took off but the scarf given the other day was useful in various ways. Thank you.”

“Scarf? What is it? Sworn on this imported gloves with gold thread I have no memory of giving a scarf to you. The one I gave a scarf to is…”

Po…

Charlotte’s cheeks faintly redden.

“Only the wonderful knight who saved me.”

That is helping when attacked by bandits the day before the tournament started right?

“Oh. Already forgot about that wonderful person?”

“N?”

“It is me! Masaharu! Sworn on Dragon God Lucia I am Cosmic Golden Knight Sahar Galactic that is Masaharu!”

As expected cannot do the usual pose so I bent the elbow and put the right hand on the cheek villainess-young-lady-like. Ohoho.

“Nnnn?! The name of Dragon God Lucia is familiar! Exactly you Masaharu!”

“Ah.”

“Th-certainly if said poor eyes, low nose, commoner-like lips each part has Masaharu’s shadow.”

Oi oi. Leaving such an impression in memory and a wonderful knight…

“Rather than that here. Black hair is rare right? Remember there.”

“Gender changing is somehow bizarre…”

“Heard about the demons?”

“U-umu. Do not know in detail but somehow among the royalty with high succession rights to the throne there is a disturbance.”

Ah. I see. Because the king died the men with high succession rights will become busy.

“After the battle with the demons ended for a little circumstance became a woman.”

“Wh-why if fighting the demons become a woman.”

“Rather than that later will prepare a delicious sweet called ice cream so do not become full with only the food?”

“My you are really a guy who surprises. Settling becoming a woman with ‘that kind of thing’. That kind of thing will not end. Tell in detail.”

“Eeh.”

“Here tell. If able to entertain me will give a reward. Quickly tell.”

Somehow full of interest. While thinking even Elsa—

“Masaharu-sama. I also want to hear.”

Ah. I see.

An era with little entertainment and hungry for stories.

Medieval kings and nobles invited minstrels to the castle and had them tell hero tales.

For me at least in fiction gender change is a common event but from Charlotte and Elsa’s perspective probably a novel story never heard.

Cannot be helped. Because the 2 look with sparkling eyes full of expectation shall I tell the Masaharu legend.