Hentai Dragon King

Ana-san dropped to her knees on the floor and lay face-down to Iria’s left.

She continued stroking Iria’s butt with her right hand.

The two of them were lined up side-by-side with their upper bodies on the bed.

What should I do? Stand on the floor and stroke both of their asses?

No. Ana-san is wearing bikini armor. Stroking it would be mentally exciting, but I couldn’t enjoy the soft flesh. Right now is bonus time where I can touch Iria’s ass as much as I want, so I should focus on stroking Iria’s.

I got on my knees and lay face-down to Iria’s right. I stroked her butt with my left hand.

While stroking Iria’s ass, Ana-san began explaining the operation plan.

I stroked the ass as well. Future historians might name this the Ass-Kneading Meeting, so I thoroughly and carefully stroked every part.

Iria was staying completely still, probably tensing her lower body to try and close her gaping anus.

"The plan is simple. Iria and I will take the front. We attack the orc group with everything we have, holding nothing back. Masaru waits in the rear. When Iria and I get exhausted, we fall back and have Masaru pour elixir into our asses. While one of us is having anal sex, the other supports the front line. If we alternate anal sex, infinite combat becomes possible. Even if we’re surrounded by a massive orc army, one of us alone should be able to buy enough time for anal sex with Masaru."

While engaged in a fierce battle with Ana-san over whose hand would be on the bottom and enjoy a larger surface area of Iria’s ass, I listened to the operation plan. As a military amateur, I concentrated solely on listening.

"There are too many lewd phrases, so almost none of Captain Ana’s words are entering my head, but I think I understand what you’re trying to say."

In short, I’m Boss B○tt. My job is to keep resupplying my allies no matter what.

The best role possible.

But...

"I’ll fight too. After the status test I awakened a new skill, so I can be useful in combat."

The "new skill" I mentioned is the battle suit. Since I can’t say it’s space technology, I’ll call it a skill.

"Wait. Masaru can fight? Nn... Who’s putting a finger in? Stop that."

Kuchu kuchu.

"Ah... Nn... It’s sensitive right now... Stop..."

It’s not me. I don’t really want to put my finger into an anus that still has my own semen in it.

"Listen and be surprised. In the status test, Masaru scored the same physical attack value as me."

"Ahn... the same as Captain Ana?"

"I’m not Anna."

"Th-that’s not what I meant."

Kuchu kuchu.

"Ah... Nn..."

"I don’t know combat techniques either, but numerically Masaru is on par with an A-rank knight."

"A-Amazing... Masaru..."

Iria looked toward me. Right after having her anal fountain seen, her face was bright red all the way to her ears. Actually her whole body was flushed red and it was adorable.

To prove I wasn’t the one putting a finger in her anus, I showed both hands to Iria.

"It’s true that when you showed me the form before, there were no openings..."

Well, it was the kendo I learned in middle school PE class, so of course it’s impressive. It’s the conclusion refined by hundreds of millions of martial artists. It might not be usable in a life-or-death fight against orcs, but as a form to demonstrate, it has no flaws.

Come to think of it, my magical attack power far surpasses any historical great figure, but Ana-san seems to have kept that part quiet.

However.

"Um, I don’t mind if Iria knows about my magic."

"I see. Iria, be surprised. Masaru’s magical attack power is 950."

"Eh? Nn..."

Iria was speechless, her eyes wide. Drool was dripping and it was cute. She was probably desperately trying to keep her consciousness from flying away from the pleasure of Ana-san playing with her ass.

Since it should have gotten through that I wasn’t the one fingering her anus, I lowered my arms and went back to stroking her butt flesh. Thinking carefully, Ana-san had already drunk all the semen inside Iria’s ass, so I might as well put a finger in too. Ana-san already had one finger in, but I inserted one of mine as well. It was so tight it was hard to believe it had just swallowed a cock thicker than a finger. It needs to be thoroughly loosened.

If I remember correctly, the strongest court magician of this generation, Etranger or something, has a magical attack power of 95. The legendary great magician Mistel who served Founding King Aras is said to have had 300 after all the exaggerated anecdotes. Since I far surpass that, it’s no wonder Iria is shocked.

Apparently this world uses a calculation where the square of the value becomes the damage, so I’m effectively 100 times stronger than the strongest magician. Earlier when I used wind magic the entire forest shook and a distant cloud was cleanly sliced. Ridiculous power.

But.

"Um, if I use fire magic the power would be enough to burn down an entire forest, so I basically can’t use magical attacks. I might only be able to use them if I carefully arrange things so there’s no damage on the ground..."

"Don’t worry about it. You’re already defense 0, so you’ll be waiting in the rear. Avoid combat."

"Fuu fuu..."

"Ah. That was just me acting because I thought it would be funny if I collapsed after getting hit by a little girl. In reality my defense is pretty high too. Even when the Super Dark Orc Leader hit me with a club, it only felt a little painful."

"Super Dark Orc Leader?"

"Hah... Nn..."

Ah. I just named it myself, so of course it doesn’t mean anything to them.

"Um... It’s about twice the size of a normal one, black, and always erect."

"I see. One-third of those characteristics match Masaru."

"I’m not twice the height of an average person."

"Nnah...! Ah..."

"What Masaru is talking about is probably Orc B."

"Isn’t ’Orc B’ actually harder to understand? ’Super Dark Orc Leader’ is way clearer."

"Hmm. To explain simply—"

Since Iria had stopped talking, I moved the finger of my left hand while talking with Captain Ana and extracted various information.

According to Ana-san’s explanation, there are four confirmed types of orcs.

Orc A. Normal orcs. There are swarms of them. The ones I defeated a ton of.

Orc B. Big black orcs. The ones I named Super Dark Orc Leader.

Orc C. Black but small orcs. Strong enemies that use magic.

Orc D. Super giant orcs. About 10 meters tall.

Their respective strengths...

Orc A. Equivalent to C-rank knight. An untrained adult male has no chance.

Orc B. Equivalent to B-rank knight. Even 10 C-rank knights might lose.

Orc C. Varies widely. Equivalent to C~A-rank knights.

Orc D. Even an A-rank knight struggles a little. A B-rank knight loses in a one-on-one.

The basic composition of an orc unit is "100 Orc A + 1 Orc B."

That basic composition ×5, plus 1 Orc D and several Orc C. The group’s boss is believed to be among the C’s, but they skillfully conceal their presence.

...Damn. I can’t remember all of it, and "Orc A is equivalent to C-rank" is hard to grasp, so for now I just pretended to understand and kept giving back-channel responses.

What I did understand was that female knights really do have weak asses. Iria’s eyes had melted into a dazed look, she was letting out heat-like "hah hah hah" breaths, and she ended up wetting herself.

It seems I went just a little too far...