Son of the Hero King-Chapter 690

A few hours later, Sol found himself walking with trembling steps as he approached his assigned stay in the elven kingdom.

The time he spent with the elves in the hot spring was one that Sol would certainly never forget in his life. Even for him, engaging so many elves simultaneously was a challenge, almost an insurmountable one. Even though he somehow muscled through it, he could feel his stamina reach an all-time low.

Funnily, even in this strained state, his body was healing continuously while his stamina was replenishing at breakneck speed. There was still some tiredness but he was sure he could deal with that after resting for a few minutes.

Still, “That was epic.” This might have been one of the greatest battles he had ever fought. Even his fight against the great sages and Lupus didn’t tire him that much.

“But now it’s over.” He sighed contentedly and opened the door of his room, only to have his breath taken away as an unimaginable sight greeted him.

Five women clad in short Santa Claus skirts. Camelia, Persephone, Nefertiti, Kiyohime, and finally, Pandora. A human, a witch, a phoenix, a dragon, and a demon.

He felt like the setup could have been the start of a pretty bad joke but right now all he could do was gulp, hard. He did not miss the change in Nefertiti’s hair color. However, it was hard to focus on such things when all his mental prowess was busy etching every detail of this magnificent sight right into his brain.

In the end, the first one to open her mouth was Nefertiti as she beckoned Sol,

“My Lord. Do you remember what happened in the Astral Realm? Since we were unable to become closer, I thought the best way would be to participate in a euphoric moment together. What do you think?”

“What do I think?” Sol asked while slowly closing the door behind him. “I think that you are a genius unlike any other.”

He immediately dived amidst danger. Sol was a true person who felt no fear even when facing five king-ranked beings simultaneously.

Tired? Hell no. He was quite literally bursting with energy at this moment.

Too much sex? Utter blasphemy. There was no such thing as too much sex. At least not when you were a dragon.

He could lose. He could even fall in this place. His ball emptied and his blood sucked dry. But… he would never give up.

He would fight until the very end!

… And so started a mighty battle. One desperate struggle of a lone man penetrating five deep hot seas and climbing six mountain ranges, two hills, and two slightly elevated plains.

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A lesser man would have died. But he would not succumb.

For he was Sol Dragona Luxuria.

He stopped for a brief moment as he felt someone observing him but then shrugged and continued the fight when he realized the origin of the gaze. He was used to being observed in such moments by now. If they wanted to look they were completely free to fulfill their voyeuristic desires. He did not mind.

***

While Sol was going through the adventure of a lifetime and reaching new heights of pleasure with his beloved women, two elves were observing the hedonistic scene of euphoria through a crystal ball in silence.

A few moments later, as the moan of a dragon reached them, Satella immediately deactivated the surveillance machine. Her face was beet red and her chest rose and fell like she had just run a marathon.

“My, oh my!” Even the usually bold Jasmine could only fan her reddening face. They had been observing Sol ever since he was joined by the elves at the Hot Spring. At first, this was mainly half out of worry. After all, they needed to protect the elves if something happened.

It didn’t take them long to understand that the elves did not actually need saving and that their screams were certainly not screams of pain. Far from it.

“I did not think I would ever witness Lady Kiyohime in such a shameful position. Also, why use that hole? What kind of sordid acts is he teaching her? ” Satella covered her eyes, feeling like the faith and illusions she held of her queen's lofty figure were being crumbled into dust.

It was one thing to watch her idol lose against another dragon. It was another to witness said idol lick the phallus of a man with utter delight. Then kneel before opening her own butt for him to penetrate her asshole.

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Such actions were incomprehensible for Satella. However, the obvious look of delight and pleasure Kiyohime was showing was proof enough that she was not being coerced into something she did not want. 𝔯ἈɴＯ𐌱Ę𝐬

“Ugh…” She groaned while trying to control her pounding heart. Satella was not ignorant about sex. She had even been courted many times before. The ones courting her simply lost and thus were not able to become her mate.

Because of their large lifespan, elves in general were pretty direct when it came to union.

Weddings in themselves were pretty rare. However, when it happened, elves would stay loyal to their spouses for life no matter what outside of such sacred union made under the blessing of a world tree. It wasn’t rare for two elves to simply join in order to conceive and then break up.

A tradition they had taken from the dragons.

Satella stopped thinking about the intricacy of the elven mating ritual when she caught Jasmine sneakily trying to switch on the crystal ball again.

“Stop it.” She growled and Jasmine raised her hands in surrender.

“Okay, okay. No need to get angry you know? You don’t want me to watch your future husband. I understand.”

Satella sighed at the teasing remark of her friend, “I thought you were interested in him? Why did you stay silent during the meeting? I am sure the elders would have been more than happy to appoint you as his mate.”

Jasmine shrugged, “I am still interested you know? Even if he wasn’t a powerful dragon, he would still be a very handsome man. I am a sucker for a beautiful face.”

“So why the silence?”

“It wasn’t my problem to deal with. To be honest, You could have nominated me.” Jasmine made sure to enunciate the You thoroughly.

“...”

“I am worried about you and after all the miracles I have witnessed, I believe the Dragon Emperor has a high chance of helping you. I knew that if I proposed myself, you would immediately flee the meeting and fall into your usual cycle of self-loathing.”

Satella's frown and anger melted like snow under the sun. Only leaving behind a heart filled with shame.

“See? I just said a few of my thoughts, and you are already blaming yourself.” Jasmine sighed and stood up.

“Either way. Nothing will proceed now. Follow the Emperor to Lustburg. Spend quality with him. Who knows? Perhaps one day you will find yourself in the same situation as your beloved Lady Kiyohime.” Letting out a mischievous laugh, Jasmine activated the crystal ball and immediately bolted out of the room, leaving a paralyzed Satella to watch as Sol moved rhythmically behind Kiyohime.

The words of her friend swirled in her mind but only one question came to her as she analyzed what was happening.

How does something so big enter in such a small hole?

Once again, the Elven Queen marveled at the mysteries of life.