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The favor that came out of Latios’ mouth was slightly different from Cleon’s imagination.

The reason she injured her horn was because she had heard from Ruti that a dragon’s horn was like another heart.

Asking someone else to break such a part themselves was no different from asking them to stab one’s own heart.

And one more thing, which I had forgotten in this sudden situation.

“…First of all, I think you and I are enemies.”

“Eh… Why…”

When Cleon said that, recalling the fight between Ruti and Latios in the afternoon, Latios looked slightly shocked and replied.

“No, that’s… you were going to take me and use me as a stud for the dragon race, right? I’m sorry, but I have something to do, so that’s impossible.”

Latios closed her mouth for a moment after hearing those words –

“Leaving offspring with us is… also a glorious thing to maintain the balance and continuation of the world. Do you still hate it?”

“Even if that’s the case. It’s more important for me to find the person I need to find than that. I’m not a hero.”

Latios closed her mouth again at Cleon’s answer and seemed to be thinking about something.

An awkward silence flowed between the two, and Latios soon became sullen and lowered her head.

“I see…. I understand. We need you, but it seems that mutual understanding and agreement will be impossible….”

The way she answered weakly was completely different from the noble and arrogant aristocrat in the afternoon, and the beast-like violence she had shown earlier.

And somewhere, there was a hint that she was afraid of Cleon.

`Could it be because the horn was injured…?`

“…Then. Are you going to send me back now?”

“W, wait. As I said before, I want you to completely break this horn….”

Cleon wanted to be sent back to the mansion, but Latios kept repeating the same request to him.

“If the wound on a dragon’s horn is left untreated, it will fester and the horn itself will rot…. If that happens, the horn will not grow back.”

“…So?”

Latios blushed slightly, as if embarrassed, and continued to speak hesitantly.

“So, you have to use a chisel to completely cut off the injured part from above, so that a new horn can grow.”

“Do you value your horns that much…? But, you could do that yourself, couldn’t you?”

That way, you can cut your horn while looking in the mirror.

“Th, that’s…”

“You’ll have to send me back unless you have a valid reason.”

If the other person is coming out submissively for some reason, it’s better to be strong.

When Cleon told Latios that, judging that it would be better to take a strong stance, Latios widened her eyes and her face turned blue.

“Th, there is a valid reason.”

“Oh, yeah? Shall we hear it?”

“……………….. Because I’m scared.”

The dragon, which has a true form that is tens of thousands of times the size of an ant, answered in a voice as small as an ant.

“…Huh?”

“I, I’m scared. Cutting my own horn with a chisel…. I’m afraid something might go wrong…. A, and. The second reason is because it hurts…. That’s all.”

“Wait, wait.”

“Our horns are connected to nerves, so it’s okay to just touch them, but if you apply a strong impact, a huge shock flows through the nerves…. Very…. Painful.”

Latios was slowly giving reasons that were like a child’s whining, but Cleon listened to everything and had a blank expression on his face.

Scary. Painful. These are really primal reasons. Of course, humans also hate these two things.

I never thought that dragons would have such feelings.

`…No.`

Ruti’s image came to Cleon’s mind.

The lively and foolish appearance she usually shows is so deeply imprinted, but she is also a dragon. A creature fundamentally different from humans.

But she also feels pain when she stubs her little toe on the closet, and she’s afraid of being alone in the dark.

Latios was no different from Ruti. It’s just that her attitude, which put the pride of a dragon at the forefront, didn’t give Cleon and Ruti the time to care about such things.

Maybe. Dragons may be a much more human race than they think.

They have the power of transcendents and have the purpose of maintaining the balance of the world, but.

“Just one more thing… Why were you so cold to Ruti?”

“…Was I cold?”

Latios tilted her head as if she didn’t understand what Cleon meant.

“She’s been away from her own kind for too long. And I wanted to be with her again. So, I went to tell her that I wanted her to take you back to us. So, I tried not to touch the humans you were with as much as possible. She’s already been hurt a lot by humans. I thought that you and our kind were the only ones who could heal those wounds.”

“… …You called her a foolish younger sister?”

“That child is really stupid. Since she was young, instead of trying to learn about the world on her own, she used magic to forcibly inject knowledge into her head. But when she becomes engrossed in one thing, she can’t see anything else. That’s a fatal weakness as a dragon. Therefore, we have to protect her.”

Cleon listened to all of Latios’ calm answers, closed his mouth for a moment, and then sighed.

Okay. I get it. There are different types of dragons.

If Ruti is the type of mischievous noble lady.

This one is calm and dignified. At the same time, her communication skills are very, very poor….

She was a `communication disorder` dragon.

“If you had told all of that to Ruti from the beginning, it wouldn’t have turned into a fight…”

“She basically gets angry when my stories get too long.”

It wasn’t hard to imagine. Given Ruti’s personality, she must have been frustrated with Latios always beating around the bush or not properly telling her what she was thinking.

Latios knew that, so she didn’t tell Ruti much and tried to show her through actions.

And that led to misunderstandings, and the emotional rift deepened, leading to this situation.

Looking at Latios, who was still dejected, I took a deep breath and grabbed the chisel I had in my hand.

“…Okay. Then. I’ll help you break your horn.”

“Th, thank you. A, and please make it as painless as possible….”

“Even if you say that, it’s breaking a horn that’s connected to nerves. Can’t you do something with your magic?”

“…I haven’t learned such magic.”

That must mean that the strongest creature, the dragon, doesn’t need such magic.

Cleon held the chisel in his hand and swallowed nervously.

In front of him, Latios was sitting in a chair, looking up at him.

She had cast a binding spell on herself, fixing her arms, legs, body, and head to the chair so she couldn’t move. She looked like a prisoner in a torture chamber.

Perhaps because Cleon’s hostility towards her had subsided, he could see her face in more detail than during the day.

Red eyes visible in half-opened eyes.

Snow-white skin and the same white long hair.

But the shape of her face was still somewhat similar to Ruti’s.

Hoo…. After exhaling, Cleon put the chisel and hammer in his hands and placed the sharp end of the chisel on Latios’ horn.

“…Then. I’ll start.”

“Pl, please…”

Cleon’s hammer was slowly raised up-

Carefully, he tapped the back of the chisel’s handle with a `thud`.

“Eek…!?”

A voice that was unimaginable from Latios until just now came out of her mouth.

If her whole body hadn’t been restrained, she would have been struggling.

She clenched her mouth tightly to endure the pain, but it seemed inevitable that the sound would come out.

“Sorry. I’ll finish it as quickly as possible.”

All Cleon could do was minimize the time that was like hell for her.

001

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.

In Latios’ cave, the sound of hammering did not stop.

Each time Cleon swung his arm, little by little. The crack in the middle of the magnificent horn, from the injured area, only grew larger.

Latios’ legs and arms trembled slightly each time.

The binding magic she had cast on herself, binding her whole body, was preventing her from thrashing around from the unbearable pain.

She is an existence with the strongest vitality. A dragon.

No matter what pain comes upon her, she `can endure it` and `will not die`.

However, that in turn becomes a poison and creates this hell.

She could never pass out and had to endure the procedure of scraping off the area connected to the nerves with a body that was not even anesthetized, while maintaining consciousness.

“Guut…! Keuh, Geez…. Kaah…!”

The voice she made when she first started the procedure was a heartbreaking voice that she made because she couldn’t bear the pain.

Tears rolled down her cheeks. She couldn’t close her mouth properly, and saliva dripped down her chin.

Until just now, the mask of Latios, who had a nonchalant expression, was completely shattered.

It was the face of a girl distorted by the pain she was receiving.

But. That was only until she had scraped off one layer of the outer shell of the horn.

Inside that. As the chisel dug into the inside of the horn’s column, which was relatively softer than the outside, she felt a sensation different from pain.

Latios didn’t know what that sensation was.

Until now, for thousands of years.

For dragons who do not have a heat cycle until they are bound to a feeler, `sexual desire` was irrelevant, and therefore they had never comforted themselves.

Like Lyla before, she was an innocent being who was not only a virgin but had never even felt pleasure.

Could it be. The moment a dragon’s horn was peeled off one layer.

That all the shocks applied there were converted into sexual pleasure, an extremely sensitive `erogenous zone`.

Furthermore, the cerebral substances secreted from the dragon’s brain erased all the pain that should have been felt when the shock was applied there.

Instead, it was replaced by sexual pleasure.

In other words, it was converted into `pleasant violence`.

“Oh…♡ Ung…♡ Kuut…♡ Heeik…♡”

The screams of pain had somehow turned into moans.

The reason her body was shaking was no longer because of the pain.

It was because every time Cleon swung the hammer, she was `climaxing` from the pleasure that shook her whole body.

Whether Latios herself noticed it or not, the lower half of the clothes she was wearing were already soaked with leaking fluids and tides, falling to the floor.

Cleon was initially embarrassed when he saw this.

Anyway, thinking that he had to finish what he had started, he bit his lip tightly.

He was careful not to look at her lower body as much as possible, focusing only on the horn.

“Haat…♡ Aat…♡ Heeuk… Keeit…♡”

The way she made lewd noises, as if she were mating with a beast every time she opened her mouth, was a disgrace that was no longer worthy of being called a dragon, the apex of life.

Her eyes were half-rolled back, and she kept shedding tears.

Sometimes, when an unbearably large pleasure covered her body, she would clench her mouth tightly, and bubbles would flow out of the inevitably opened gap and flow down her chin.

And each time, she would convulse slightly and accept another inevitable climax.

One thing was certain, her horn was definitely being cut off little by little from the injured area.

And that this eternal hellish situation would eventually end.

The only thing Cleon was worried about was whether this dragon would eventually lose patience and release the binding magic and run wild.

In addition, although it couldn’t be helped, every time she climaxed and moaned.

The dragon’s pheromones emanating from her body.

A shackle that prevents the `feeler` existing around her, that is, the human male who recognized her as a `mate`, from escaping from her.

Cleon himself thought that he was not a feeler according to what Ruti had said, but even so, what Latios was emitting was gradually putting Cleon’s penis into a state of readiness.

It was now so large that he felt cramped inside his pants.

A sexual impulse even greater than when he had been fed aphrodisiacs by the twins was slowly trying to dominate Cleon’s body.

`I have to finish quickly….`

Thinking that, Cleon gradually increased the speed at which he moved the hammer.

As the sound of the hammer rang out rhythmically, Latios struggled once again.

“Keut♡ Wa, wait…♡ Too… fast…♡”

“I’m sorry, but please bear with it a little longer. It’ll be over soon.”

“Th, that’s…”

As Cleon continued to hammer with a slight sense of guilt, he could tell that the chisel was `stuck` somewhere.

It was almost the center of the horn that had been scraped off.

“…Is this the hardest part?”

He tried tapping the chisel a little, but it didn’t seem like he could do anything with the chisel.

Cleon looked at Latios for a moment and threw the chisel and hammer onto the bed.

“Latios. This is the last one.”

“Eh…? Wa, wait. Don’t tell me. Cle, Cleon…?”

Cleon reached out and grabbed the top of the cut-off area that he had scraped off.

“Heegiik!?!!?”

Latios screamed so pathetically that she couldn’t find the pride that had been completely shattered, perhaps because she had received a creepy sensation from that touch.

Cleon returned magic power to his arm to strengthen his muscles.

He confirmed once that even if he grabbed her horn and moved it, her head would not move due to her restraint.

And-

With a strong grip, he put strength into his arm to twist and break her horn.

“Aaaaaaaa!!? Keut♡ Guut♡ No, th, this… My head, is going to… break…”

Latios screamed, but in order to break the center of the horn, which could not be destroyed with a chisel, the fastest way was to break it off by hand and then trim it.

The sound of cracking… was gradually heard from her horn.

Finally-

Crack.

And a sound that would end everything for Latios rang out.

“───”

She opened her eyes wide without even making a sound, and then drooped her head, due to the last pleasure she felt.

A liquid different from fluids or tides was seen flowing out of her pants.

Cleon took a rough deep breath, `Haa… Haa…` and looked at the broken upper part of the horn in his hand.

The length was about 13cm. The roots of the black horn were abnormally twisted, but the outer part was not unsightly as it had been carefully scraped with a chisel.

And this was the part that was originally attached to Latios.

About 10cm was left on this side, and the inside of the horn was clearly visible at the broken end.

“… …”

Perhaps thinking, Cleon brought his hand close to her horn to use recovery magic and was about to turn on the magic power.

Crash! With a sound, Latios suddenly got up from her seat, ran to Cleon’s body, and.

She pressed him onto the bed behind him and attacked him from above.

“Haa…♡ Haa…♡ Cleon…♡ My body, is strange… My lower body…. It feels like something is pressing down on it…. Is this, heat…♡”

“C, calm down, Latios! If it’s hard to bear, I’ll tell you another way… Ugh…!?”

Latios forcibly pushed her face in and blocked Cleon’s cry by stealing his lips.

When her lips were forcibly opened using the dragon’s strength, a tongue longer than a human’s entered Cleon’s mouth, mixed with saliva, and wrapped around each other.

“Haem, slurping… Chup… Chew…lut…♡”

A beast-like kiss without any restraint.

Cleon tried to push away Latios, who was giving him such a violent kiss, but the body of the dragon, which was completely on fire, did not stop.

After several minutes of kissing, Latios took her face away, perhaps having calmed down a little-

Beyond the red eyes shining with the light of magic power, there was a glimmer of pink light.

`Charm status ailment…!?`

“…Dragons, must obey the being who broke their horn, and must follow that being for the rest of their lives… Cleon…♡”

“Wait! You asked me to break that just now…”

The moment Cleon tried to protest, a powerful storm of magic power arose and disappeared, blowing away the clothes that had been covering her entire body.

Huge wings sprouted from her back, and a hidden tail appeared.

Beautiful white scales that sprouted all over her body were visible.

That wasn’t all.

Her body had perfect proportions, like a sculpture.

A muscular body overall, and breasts that could not be said to be small. And a narrow waist compared to wide hips.

Her vulva, which had been tormented by pleasure until just now, was still dripping with threads of fluids.

She was completely ready to accept Cleon’s stuff.

“Cleon…♡ Please…. Even a one-night stand is fine…. I, I. I want you….”

Looking at her, who was tearful in a plaintive voice and tormented by the pleasure that had not subsided.

Cleon’s heart was weakening.

“If not…. Am I a less attractive being compared to Ruti…?”

“…Keuh, Latios…!”

Hearing that voice, Cleon took the strength out of the arm he was trying to push Latios away with.

Perhaps taking it as a sign of agreement, Latios smiled with delight and quickly stripped off the clothes hanging on his body.

“…Just, this once.”

“Yes, I promise… I swear on the honor of the dragon race.”

Saying that, Latios, who had climbed back onto the bed, once again overlapped her lips with Cleon’s lips.

“Like my younger sister, call me… ‘Leti’…♡”