Hentai Dragon King

Chapter 159: Unexpectedly Tough Fight? Orcs Might Be My Natural Enemy

Now then.

From the past information I have, I can’t afford to act too relaxed.

Iria once fought 100 orcs and won, but she was left on the verge of death with severe injuries.

Even though she was demoted once, Iria became an A-rank knight at the youngest age ever.

And from the status test, I know my physical attack power is about the same as Ana-san, who is also an A-rank knight.

In other words, without using magic my combat strength is equal to an A-rank knight — meaning roughly 100 orcs worth.

Since I have no actual combat technique, I might actually be questionable even as B-rank.

Now add the battle suit on top of that. Let’s see how it goes.

Just how strong are orcs anyway?

Pi.

What?

Some semi-transparent numbers appeared near my left eye.

Battle Power: 52

"Battle Power? What’s this?"

A line extended from an orc’s face with "Battle Power 52" written at the end.

I see.

The space battle suit has a function that shows enemy strength!

So orcs are 52, huh.

The other orcs were 51, 49, 42... average seems to be around 50.

Still, I don’t know if 52 is strong or weak.

I turned around and peeked through the hole in the castle gate.

Right nearby, a girl was sitting on her butt. She looked like a 3rd or 4th grader. She had probably been holding the gate and got blown back when the hole was made.

Since she was on her knees, the hem of her skirt had flipped up dangerously high. It was close to a panty shot, but the angle made it just barely not visible.

This area is cold, so people generally wear thick fabric with long hems, so easy panty flashes probably don’t happen often.

Good. If I got excited by a single-digit-age panty shot, even I would have no excuse — I’d be an irredeemable pervert. There’s acceptable ero and unacceptable ero in this world.

Pi.

Battle Power: 3

The girl’s battle power was 3. Less than a tenth of an orc.

Inside the walls many people seemed to have taken shelter, but the highest was an adult woman holding a kitchen knife at 8.

I made eye contact with the near-panty-shot girl, so I decided to gather information.

"Is anyone fighting outside?"

"No. All the soldiers are injured and being treated inside the castle."

"What about people who were late to evacuate?"

"None. Big sister evacuated everyone from the territory into the castle."

"I see. Since I’m here now, it’s okay. I’ll take care of all the orcs right away."

First, I’ll deal with the 20 orcs in front of the gate. Killing orcs and goblins is completely fine with no moral issues.

There are no captured people outside.

Also, this is right in front of the gate of a castle on a mountain peak. There’s nothing at the same height in front of me.

That means even if I fire a 13-kilometer-range slash, it won’t hit anyone.

No need to hold back then—

"Dye it in jet-black blue! Darkness Wind Cutter!"

I released a blade of wind forward. It was the same magic Ferris-san used to cut off the fish’s head. I imitated that. If I fire the wind blade horizontally from near the mountain peak, it shouldn’t cause damage on the ground.

DOGYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

BARIBARIBARIBARIBARIBARIBARIBARIBARIBARI—!

It was less of a wind blade and more of an explosion.

The nearby orcs were sliced clean in half from the torso and sent tumbling.

Even the orcs that weren’t hit by the angle of the magic were blown away, the remains of a hut on the mountain slope were smashed to pieces, and dirt flew into the air.

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

A girl’s scream came from behind me. When I turned around, the aftershock wind from the magic had blown in through the hole in the gate. It looked like the elementary-school-aged girl from earlier who was right there took the hit.

Other refugee women were there too, but they were older, so I focused on the girl.

Her clothes had been blown up spectacularly — not only were her panties fully exposed, even her chest was out.

The force of the wind was so strong that her arms were pushed up by her own clothes.

Her very light-colored nipples, so faint you had to look closely, were on the center of her modest swellings.

"Kyaaah! H-Help...!"

She desperately tried to pull her arms down to fix her clothes, but the swirling wind was too powerful. There was nothing to block the wind around her cute navel and the characteristic childish potbelly.

The white cloth wrapped around her waist thankfully didn’t come undone.

"...Umu! No damage inside the castle!"

When I turned back toward the mountain side, the forest was shaking.

The trees in the area the Wind Cutter passed through overhead were swaying back and forth, and hundreds of birds flew into the sky.

Screeches and roars of wild birds and beasts echoed throughout the forest.

This is bad.

It seemed to have affected an area so wide it would be annoying to count in Tokyo Dome units.

Oh.

Far in the sky, a cloud was sliced cleanly in a straight horizontal line. What ridiculous range and ridiculous power...

"Using magic on the ground really is too reckless..."

Anyway, the orcs should have lost their will to fight after that.

By the way, what’s my battle power?

Pi.

Battle Power: 120,000

I see. Equivalent to 4,000 little girls. With this I should be able to scatter around 200 orcs.

This Battle Power thing is interesting.

I wonder about Esty-san.

When I looked up at the sky, before I could find her the battle suit displayed the number 3,600.

3,600 with three tails? It’ll probably go higher with nine tails. If it’s proportional to the number of tails, around 10,000 something — so about the same as me?

Shepa was Battle Power 35. About the same as the weakest orc. I don’t know if that’s high or low for a dog girl.

A bird flying in the sky was 1.2. I wonder if there are any other creatures I can measure.

While I was having fun checking battle powers, the orcs seemed to have recovered from the shock of the magic.

"Gugya? Gugyagya?"

The orcs who had fallen stood up slowly, holding their heads.

They didn’t seem to understand what happened and were looking around, shaking their heads.

Then they noticed me standing in front of the castle gate.

"Gugyagyaagyaa!"

...?

The nearby orcs started running toward me.

They saw that magic and still don’t run? Incredible fighting spirit.

Can’t they understand the difference between Battle Power 50 and 120,000?

No, that’s not it. What’s driving them is sexual desire. Otherwise there’s no way they could maintain fighting spirit after witnessing the power of Darkness Wind Cutter!

The orcs were holding clubs covered in countless protrusions. They were thicker than a girl’s torso, so there’s no way they could fit in an anus. What a vulgar, low, and disgusting weapon.

There was no way I could let any orcs into the castle, so I decided to fight right in front of the gate.

I lightly flicked away the club swung down at me with my hand.

Bashiin!

"Gyau!"

The orc lost its balance and bent forward as if bowing to me.

"Huh? This guy is bald and completely naked... Was he always bald and naked?"

I quickly glanced at the other orcs. All of them were bald and naked.

Wait, I don’t think I’ve ever properly observed or tried to remember what orcs look like, but what were they wearing before?

Did my magic rip all their hair off and strip their clothes?

This is bad. This visual is bad.

"Gugyagya!"

The orc fixed its posture and swung its club wildly.

Doka!

Doka!

"Guh!"

No damage!

But I can’t tell where the attacks are coming from!

Orcs are about 2 meters tall, so their crotch is high up, and their cocks inevitably enter my field of vision.

Naturally I don’t want to see an orc’s cock, so I can’t lower my gaze.

But if I look straight ahead I see orc nipples and orc chest hair.

Since I can’t look directly at orcs, I’m looking diagonally upward, so I can’t see some of the attacks coming.

I can see the downward swings because of the arms, but when they swing horizontally I can’t see the attack at all.

Doka!

Doka!

"Guh! It doesn’t hurt, but I can’t see the attacks...!"

Are these guys my natural enemy or something?!

It’s an unexpectedly tough battle, but I figured one thing out.

Earlier I guessed the orcs were maintaining fighting spirit through sexual desire. But that was wrong.

Why? Because this orc isn’t erect!

With that body size, if it was erect the tip should be in my field of vision.

But it’s not.

That means the orcs aren’t overwriting fear with lust.

They simply couldn’t comprehend that I fired that magic because its power was too overwhelming!

They probably think it was some natural disaster or their imagination.

Can’t be helped. I’ll show them my strength clearly.