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EP.275 Operation Subjugate the Dragon ver. Altered Common Sense (1)

Chelsea’s Onahole Inauguration Party.
Her subordinates, the Bikini Armor Knights, were of course present.
Fellow S-class onaholes Najjang and Jung Sahwa were also there to celebrate her.

“Congratulations, Captain! You finally have your own master.”
“We now serve our lord together, so if you need help, just let us know anytime.”
“Mr. Kim Jinwoo is no ordinary man, so I’m sure you’ll be satisfied.”

Chelsea smiled awkwardly amidst everyone’s congratulations.
Maybe it was the unfamiliar atmosphere, or maybe it hadn’t really sunk in yet 
for the star of a celebration, she seemed oddly out of place.

Did she not like the idea of becoming my onahole?
No, she wouldn’t have called me ‘Master-to-be’ if that were the case,
and she definitely wouldn’t have accepted the duel.
Even in this world of common sense alteration, intelligence should remain 
it’s hard to believe she’d accept a fight if she thought she’d lose.

‘Surely not, right?’

Suddenly, I got anxious.
No matter how smart you are, sometimes you get swept up in emotion and make mistakes.
Chelsea’s no different; it’s not impossible she didn’t want to become my onahole.
As I sipped my wine, our eyes met and she signaled to me.

‘If there’s something to say, best hear it up front.’

But leaving directly would draw attention,
so we needed bait to make sure nobody noticed us slip away.
Of course, that bait was obvious.

“Hm? Pulling out a clone right now?”
“I’m reserving two, just in case!”

Maria and Yumi were the first to notice 
Maria declared she wasn’t in the mood and started stacking her steak three stories high.
Yumi hogged two clones for herself, wanting to have them all to herself.
The Bikini Armor Knights realized a bit late, but spread their legs anyway.

“Oooh♥! Ngh♥!”
“This is the captain’s master’s cock♥!”
“Amazing♥, to take this cock over and over♥.”

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
The celebration shifted instantly into an orgy.
Soon, moans overpowered the sounds of laughter.
Chelsea must have recognized my ploy and slipped away first, and I followed.

Jung Sahwa and Najjang seemed to notice right away,
but perhaps sensing Chelsea was troubled, they didn’t follow.

I tailed Chelsea quietly. We stopped at a somewhat wider terrace.

“Thank you, Master. You even put on this show for me.”
“More importantly, let me ask: were you unhappy about becoming my onahole?”

Chelsea shook her head, eyes wide 
apparently, it wasn’t about that.
Leaning on the terrace with a gloomy face, she looked up at the sky and spoke cautiously.

“Master, I am truly happy to have become your onahole. I thought I’d never meet a man who would claim me before I became a used-up woman.”
“So, your bad mood is for another reason.”

She nodded at my reply.
What is it, then?
If she’s happy to belong to me, is it an issue with the order itself?
Is it difficult or expensive to leave the knight order?

If it’s a financial problem, I could help.
If it’s the former, there might not be much I can do.

Hoping it would be something I could fix, I listened as Chelsea explained.

“I’m sorry, Master. I’m sorry for telling you only now, but I can’t go with you.”
“Is there a reason?”

She hesitated, sighed, and explained the situation.

“There’s a pair of dragons living nearby.”
“Dragons? The fire-breathing, winged kind?”
“Yes. Our order was assigned the dragon-subjugation mission.”

This… is way beyond my level.
A dragon?
No matter how good you are in the world of common sense alteration,
one dragon breath and you’re toast.

“My subordinates told me not to worry and to go be with my master,
but as captain, how could I abandon them?
So, please wait for me. As soon as I’ve subjugated the dragons, I will follow.”

Now I understand the look on Chelsea’s face earlier.
Her dream was beginning, but her knight order must have knowingly set her free.
But Chelsea can’t choose her own happiness over her subordinates;
she’d rather postpone her own happiness for their safety.
A true model of a leader.
Now I get why her order trusts her so completely.

“Chelsea.”
“No matter what you say, my mind won’t change. We’ve been together for years. They’re like family to me.”

Chelsea made up her mind no words could make her leave her order behind.
Knowing that, I smiled and looked at her a bit sideways.

“Who said I’d force you? I’m not someone who separates family.”
“Then…!”
“But I’m coming with you, for the dragon subjugation.”
“!”

Her expression suddenly shifted to another kind of surprise.
Dragons always the peak of fantasy settings,
invincible beings humans can never hope to face.
Even in a world of altered common sense,
could my cock really satisfy a giant dragon?
But my reasons for joining are 

“I just happen to need a dragon heart, and if I go, Najjang will come too. It’ll increase our fighting strength.”
“T-that’s true, but Master, are you sure?”

No matter how easily I beat Chelsea,
there’s no guarantee it’ll work on dragons,
and even if there are only seven S-class onaholes worldwide,
I’m still technically valuable.

But come on, I lucked into Marilly let’s just charge in and see how it goes.

“Sigh. Master, I’ve never known anyone as reckless as you.”
“That’s my charm. You’re not going to turn down a favor, are you?”
“I’d love to say no, but I get the feeling you’d come anyway, even if I did.”

She knows me well.
Even if she refused, I’d still tag along.

A pair of dragons 
Feels like a married couple, doesn’t it?
And this is the world of common sense alteration, so dragons probably can transform into humans.

‘Looks like I’ll have to fuck a dragon wife too.’

The thought alone makes my cock rock hard.
Chelsea still looks at me with concern, but
I’m already giddy at the prospect of stealing a married dragon woman.

I’ll have to tell Najjang and Jung Sahwa, too.
In any event, I’d need the dragon heart for Katar,
and Chelsea brought it up herself.
Taking it shouldn’t be a problem.

“I understand. Then I’ll guard you with my life, Master.”
“It’s fine. I don’t plan to die easily.”

It’s baseless confidence,
but for some reason, dying just doesn’t seem to happen to me.
Ah, I can’t wait to meet them.

“Mr. Kim Jinwoo. You’ve finally lost your mind.”
“That’s harsh for this early in the day.”

Jung Sahwa sounded sharp as always, dry and flat,
but with so much understated emotion it stung.
Even so: if I want to win Chelsea and Katar, the S-class onaholes,
I have to go on the dragon subjugation mission.

“Every time, it seems like you just act without a plan.”
“I do feel bad about it.”
“Then, please be more restrained next time, if you can.”

I’ll think about it when the time comes.
This time, we just wore light clothes not naked,
but nothing heavy either, and headed out together.
You’d think I’d be wearing armor or special forces gear, but
I don’t have the stamina for that sort of thing,
and in case something happens I want to be able to dodge freely.
A helmet to protect the head is good enough; my cock is blade-proof anyway,
so there’s nothing else I need.

Chelsea, in the middle of preparing, spotted me and came over.

“Master, I’ll ask one more time are you really coming along?”
“Why ask when you know?”

A sigh came from behind from Jung Sahwa,
but honestly, I just want to bang a married dragon already.

Then Nami and Najjang, already prepping, noticed me arriving.

“Lord, did you sleep well last night?”
“I’ll protect my husband, so don’t worry.”

Neither seemed worried, or maybe just confident they could protect me.
Or maybe they’re sick of hearing about it for my sake.

“I’ve done the prep, so Mr. Kim Jinwoo, just get on the horse.”

“Oh…”

For a second, I thought we were going by car.
But we’re riding horses to see the dragons very “knightly order.”
Chelsea recommended the calmest horse,
but it just looked the fiercest to me.
Is this really the calmest one?

“Wow.”

A snort from the horse made me stagger.
It’s no ordinary beast 
this is the kind with the mettle of a commander.

“Just try getting on, Bess will figure it out.”
“This horse’s name is Bess?”

That name really doesn’t fit the look.
A pitch-black horse with sharp eyes, a stern veteran’s demeanor 
should be called Sleipnir or something.

But Bess dropped its knees so I could climb up easily.

For its intimidating appearance, it was gentler than I could have imagined.

“Just hold the reins, Bess will do the rest. No need to worry.”
“Bess, you’re smart.”

Bess responded as if she understood.
She’s almost more human than I am. There aren’t two people inside, right?

“We’ll head straight for what we think is the dragons’ den. Stay back at first, Master.”
“Tch, got it.”

Sure, it’s best to play safe at first 
if something goes down, I’ll jump in.

With my helmet on (from Jung Sahwa), I waited.
Chelsea, atop her white horse, called out behind her 

“Knights, listen! No matter what happens, we must emerge victorious. The world’s future depends on it!”

“Wooou!”

Was that referring to me?
It’s a bit much to say outright, but I guess it just means she’ll protect me.

As we moved, Bess started slowly, checking the area, then climbing uphill.
Clearly, there was no way to get here by car.
Nami and Najjang protected me from the front;
Jung Sahwa guarded the rear a perfect formation.
But if we’re facing dragons, nothing is perfect.

“Stop, everyone.”

After a while, Chelsea halted the whole order,
fixing her gaze on a large cave in the mountain and swallowing dryly.

Could that be the lair of the dragon couple?
Everyone seemed tense,
Nami drew a hidden dildo from her breast,
Najjang gripped her sword at her waist, and Jung Sahwa clenched her fists.

“Ugh! This is !”

Thump! Thump!
Something huge came out of the cave, shaking the earth.

A giant, blue-scaled being,
its presence booming with rough breaths.

But when it saw us unexpected visitors it cried out:

“For crying out loud, just stop coming! I’m already stressed why are you here!”

“…Hmm?”

That was… different.
More a plea than anger in the dragon’s tone.

But everyone else stayed tense, weapons ready and vigilant.

“Weapons at the ready, everyone! We must stop the dragon and restore peace to France!”

“Please, go back! I’m begging you just this once!”

Is it just me who can understand the dragon’s words?
Chelsea looked ready to charge, so I asked Bess to block her path Bess complied.

“Master? Please move, or we’ll all be in danger!”

“Wait a second. Let me ask you something. Can’t you understand what the dragon’s saying?”

“Hmm?”

Chelsea frowned, tension dropping, and looked at me quizzically.

“No, it just sounded like animal roaring to me.”

Alright, confirmed. I must be the only one who understands dragonspeak.
Getting off the horse, I approached the dragon, who stared, bewildered.

“What the this human. Are you here to die?”

“Who says I’m suicidal? I came to talk.”

“You you can understand me? Seriously?”

I nodded, making the dragon’s eyes go wide.

“At last, a human who understands me! God must really exist!”

“Hang on, I want to sort things out. Can you wait?”

“Sure, sure. Better to be clear than jump ahead.”

This dragon’s surprisingly rational. I like it.

I asked the dragon to hold off, then returned to Chelsea with a question.

“Chelsea, why are you even trying to slay the dragon?”

“Of course to protect people. Recently, the dragons have been threatening citizens, so we’re here to subjugate them.”

Looking at the dragon, I saw a hint of guilt.

“Big sis, I told you to behave. Didn’t I?”

“Big sis? So your sister’s the one causing trouble?”

“Yeah. She’s always mad from old-maid hysteria and lashes out at humans. Mind apologizing to them for me?”

Pretty pitiful none of this is his fault,
but he keeps getting blamed for it and harassed in his own lair.
I was about to comfort him when 

Suddenly, something plummeted from the sky.

“Hey you little shit! How many times do I have to tell you to go get fruit!”
“It’s really not the time...”
“Talking back, are you? I’m gonna cook your tail for dinner!”
“Eeeek!”

A woman, clearly part dragon and part human, started berating the dragon.
No matter how you look, she’s definitely the older sister, right?