Hentai Dragon King

Since I didn’t have any urgent business, I left the house-sitting to Letri-san and decided to take a walk around the town of Monvan. Rafilia-san and Lucia were at the church, so even if something big happened, they should be able to handle it.

As long as the beastmen ex-slaves stayed inside Ajil’s church, no one should be able to lay a hand on them. If it was a problem that could be solved with human logic, High Priestess Rafilia would manage it. If it was something beyond human logic, Lucia would deal with it one way or another.

I had been living an incredibly luxurious life since coming to this other world—constantly flirting with girls and ejaculating nonstop—so I suddenly felt like spending some time without any girls around.

Being this blessed is honestly a little scary.

In my hand was a bottle of wine that Rafilia-san had prepared for me during lunch. It was a big one that could hold about 2 liters.

Originally, I was the one who owed E a favor, but Rafilia-san had prepared it saying, "Please give this to her as thanks."

I really am constantly being taken care of by Rafilia-san in every way possible.

Rafilia-san had told me things like:

"Thanks to you, Masaharu-san, the church has become lively and every day is fun,"

"This skill was granted to me because I met you, so please don’t hold back,"

and "Whenever you want, you can grope my breasts or put your cock in my ass, okay?"

She truly is a magnificent saint.

And I’m a terrible person for fabricating even one of her statements in my memory!

I have no way to repay Rafilia-san’s kindness. If the day ever comes when she can’t handle her sexual frustration, I’ll help her as much as she wants!

(By the way, when giving it to E, I planned to either transfer the wine into another container, return the bottle to the church later, or have her drink it on the spot.)

「...」

What’s going on?

After leaving the church, I passed by someone right in front of me. For a brief moment, that person looked surprised and stared at me.

As I walked a little further, another stranger stared at me intently.

Were people gathering to listen to Rafilia-san’s sermon? I was passing by a lot of people, but for some reason everyone was looking at me. Was it just my imagination?

After walking a bit more, three young boys around ten years old came out from a corner ahead.

The smallest one suddenly pointed at me.

"Ah! That’s... Sahal...!"

"Huh? ...No way. The real Sahal was way bigger, right?"

"Yeah. Sahal is the strongest in the world. He’s bigger than an orc!"

"B-but he looks just like yesterday’s Sahal..." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

They were whispering, but I could hear them clearly.

...It seemed I had become the subject of rumors.

During yesterday’s public status examination, I had shown off results on par with the kingdom’s strongest while everyone was watching.

These kids had been watching from the top of the ramparts, so they probably hadn’t gotten a clear look at my face.

The smallest kid must have sharp eyes—he seemed to realize I was Sahal.

I didn’t want the little guy to be called a liar, so I decided to tell them.

"Mejed Mode, Change!"

I lifted the collar of my long robe, readjusted it, and poked only my eyes out through the neck hole.

"I am Sahal!"

"It’s really him! The world’s strongest knight, Sahal Mejed Mode!"

"No way! Awesome! So cool!"

The kids were loving it.

In an era without manga or anime and with little entertainment, just wearing clothes in a weird way might make someone look like a hero.

Oh well. Service time!

I quickly moved both arms up and down to create afterimages, making it look like I had three pairs of arms.

"Children, I am not the world’s strongest knight Sahal Mejed Mode."

"Eh?!"

"Eh?!"

"Eh?!"

"I am Sahal Mejed Mode Ultimate!"

"Sahal Mejed Mode Ultimate!" ×3

"My first right hand unleashes lightning! My second right hand tears apart the wind! My third right hand seizes flames!"

"Amazing! What about the left hands?! Hey! What do Sahal Mejed Mode Ultimate’s left hands do?!"

"Listen carefully. I’ll tell you, so you must never forget, okay?"

"Yeah!" ×3

"My first left hand shakes hands with humans. My second left hand shakes hands with elves, dwarves, and other demi-humans. My third left hand shakes hands with beastmen. I wish for a world where all races can get along. However, the world is cruel. One day, your hands may have to hold weapons to protect your family and comrades. But never forget—hands exist to shake hands with others."

"Yeah! We got it!" ×3

"Fufufu... Good children..."

I gently patted each of the kids’ heads one by one.

"May blessings be upon your future!"

"Uwooooh! Thank you, Sahal!" ×3

Uwooooh.

All their eyes were sparkling. Boys can be pretty cute too!

In Europe, people venerate saints’ bones, hair, and scraps of clothing as holy relics, believing that touching them brings health and blessings.

If these kids admire me, getting their heads patted must feel wonderful. It’s probably similar to shaking hands with a hero at a hero show.

I had judged them as boys by appearance, but with their roughly-cut hair and plain clothes that didn’t distinguish gender, plus their high voices, they could be girls. Even if they were boys, there was a chance they might become femboys later, so I should be kind to small children regardless of gender!

"Children, listen well to your parents and the priests, and grow up to be fine people."

"Yes!" ×3

Oh no. Their eyes were sparkling so brightly it looked like their whole bodies were glowing. This might become a memory they’ll cherish for life.

Special deluxe service!

"At the crossroads of history and destiny, let us meet again. The day the black obsidian flower blooms is near..."

I looked diagonally upward and recited the cool-sounding line that Raiden had left behind when we parted. It sounded meaningful and impressive, and it should stir the boys’ adventurous spirits.

Then, I kicked off the ground hard with just my toes and accelerated at high speed. Without moving my upper body at all, I glided across the ground and vanished from the children’s sight.

"Amazing!"

"So cool!"

"Sahal! Sahal!"

Good. This should make them believe even more strongly that I was the real Sahal, and they would remember this encounter vividly.

Maybe one of these kids would grow up to become a fine knight who would support this country someday.

After that, several more people stared at me, but as I moved further away from the church, the foot traffic gradually decreased.