I watched Argen's life story unfold with satisfaction.
Argen had fought countless battles, and by observing and experiencing his combat, I learned a great deal.
Though, to be honest, I only understood a fraction of it due to my own limited skill.
For instance, when Argen created the Aura Blade, I couldn't comprehend it at all, despite sensing its power directly.
"...It's been thirty hours already. Can you still endure?" Priscilla asked me.
"It's a little tiring, but I'm fine," I replied.
My physical body wasn't entirely ordinary either, and I possessed the trump card of Complete Recovery.
We continued walking through the Dream World, searching for an exit, until we spotted a pristine white building.
"I've never seen this building before. Is it in your memories?"
"Uh... I'm not sure. I don't think I've ever seen anything like this before..."
"It seems you've forgotten. Human memory is inherently weak. Perhaps it will return with time."
"Um... are you going inside? Isn't it dangerous? We don't know what's in there."
"There might be an exit inside. We have to check."
Priscilla opened the door and stepped inside. I hurried after her.
Bang!
The door slammed shut automatically as soon as we were inside.
The interior was stark white. There were no windows or furniture. The ceiling glowed, illuminating the entire space.
Priscilla scanned the room, then frowned at the inscription on one wall.
You cannot leave unless you have sex.
"...This is ridiculous."
Priscilla immediately turned and reached for the closed door, only to freeze. There was no doorknob.
"..."
She clenched her fist and swung it at the door. It was a fist imbued with the power of a Dragon, capable of shattering rock with a single blow and tearing through steel.
KWAANG!
But the door remained unmoved, the deafening noise its only effect.
Priscilla's eyebrows twitched. She widened her stance slightly, bracing her lower body, and began to swing her fist in earnest.
KWAANG!
As I watched her massive breasts sway, I observed the result. The door remained intact.
This building is indestructible. That's how I imagined it.
In the Dream World, I am omnipotent. While I can't control Priscilla's actions directly, I can manipulate the circumstances around her to my will.
If I imagined and created a dragon-slaying sword or dragon-binding chains, I could restrain and violate Priscilla... but that would be too boring.
More importantly, I need to consider what will happen after I leave this world. Killing Priscilla would create future complications, but keeping her alive is terrifying given her immense power.
Therefore, I have no choice but to create an inescapable situation.
Boom! Bang! Crash!
Priscilla relentlessly attacked the door, walls, ceiling, and floor. Yet the building remained unscathed, without a single scratch. Eventually, she gave up first.
"Sung Yujin Prucus. Explain this building."
She glared at me and demanded, "What is that...?"
"You still don't remember?"
"No. I remember now... It's a room from a dungeon in my previous world."
"A dungeon... It's quite different from the dungeons I know."
"That's because it's from another world. This dungeon was created by the God of Abundance. In my previous world, the gods actively intervened in mortal affairs."
"Gods... So that's why my power couldn't break it."
The lie had worked.
I had told Priscilla I was a Reincarnator solely for this moment. Of course, that too was a lie.
A baseless truth is hard to believe, but a well-supported lie is easily accepted.
Priscilla didn't doubt me. Now that we'd reached this point, my plan was practically guaranteed to succeed.
"The only way to leave this building is to have sex, as stated right there."
"...You and I have to do that?"
"As far as I know, that's the only way. But since this is the Dream World, the building might disappear if we wait long enough."
"..."
Priscilla crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, seemingly intending to wait for the building to vanish.
I slumped to the floor.
Disappear? Bullshit. I'm so close to tasting Dragon pussy! Heh heh heh.
My dick was already throbbing.
"...But this is strange."
"Huh? What is it?"
"The writing on the wall. Why is it in the common language of the continent? Shouldn't it be in the language of your world?"
Thump.
That was the sound of my heart dropping.
She had pointed out an unexpected flaw.
"M-maybe it's because I'm more familiar with the current common language than the language of my past life?"
"It's not entirely impossible, but... it's still strange."
"..."
Damn. Is this where I fail?
Fortunately, contrary to my anxiety, Priscilla didn't seem to suspect me.
Well, even Priscilla couldn't possibly know that my imagination manifests in this world.
Priscilla can't materialize her imagination in this world like I can. If she could, she would have shown me her memories related to Argen.
It's also strange that such a powerful Dragon hasn't noticed my ability to manifest imagination even after several dozen hours.
"But why is it only possible for me? Unlike Priscilla, my memories aren't even manifesting."
Could it be because I'm from another world? Apart from that, I can't think of any other explanation.
"Did the Daydream Demon misuse its power? Or... is it because of my Mental Resistance?"
The more I stood still, the stranger my thoughts became.
"...Sung Yujin Prucus."
Priscilla, who had been leaning against the wall, approached me. Her breasts swayed slightly with each step, a work of art in motion.
I stood up.
"Yes, Lady Priscilla."
Thirty minutes had passed since we entered this building. I had been waiting for her to approach me.
Priscilla is a rational Dragon.
She values reason over instinct. You can tell just by observing her for a short time.
"If we have sex, the door will definitely open, right?"
Priscilla might consider sex vulgar, but she didn't despise it. She understood it was a biological instinct. When Argen had sex with Jura, she felt neither contempt nor shame.
"If this building is the same one I know... and it probably is..."
"Sex can be over in fifteen minutes at most, right?"
"Surely... Lady Priscilla isn't thinking of having sex with me?"
"It's the most time-efficient option. Waiting longer won't make this building disappear."
"What if the door opens when I die?"
"Or it might not. If you die, we can't even attempt sex. We'd be trapped here with nothing left but to starve to death."
Priscilla remained impassive, showing neither anticipation nor aversion to the idea of sex.
"Are you really okay with having sex with someone like me, Lady Priscilla?"
"Only humans and elves attach such significance to the act of reproduction. It's a waste of time. Just do it."
Priscilla spread her arms and legs before me, showing no trace of embarrassment. To refuse her now would make me less than a man a eunuch.
Activating Sensual Amplification, I reached out to her massive breasts. My fingers sank into the soft, yielding flesh.
"Is touching breasts necessary for sex?"
"Foreplay is essential for smooth sex. Don't you know that?"
"...I am not human. You can insert your member into mine immediately."
"Look at my cock. It hasn't even gotten hard."
I was desperately trying to suppress my erection. Having ample experience with sex, I had some control over my arousal, but this was only a temporary measure. If I truly got turned on, my cock would defy my will.
"And Lady Priscilla's pussy wasn't even wet. We can't have proper sex like this. If we're going to do it, we should do it right, don't you think?"
"...You seem to know quite a bit about sex."
"I may not be good at everything, but I'm confident when it comes to sex."
"Well, you're having sex every day, so that's to be expected."
"Huh? H-how did Lady Priscilla... how did you know that?"
"My eyes and ears are far sharper than you realize. I see things even when I don't want to. And... given your personality, you wouldn't leave those maids alone, would you?"
"...Yes, that's right. I have sex with the maids every day. So when it comes to sex, you should listen to me."
"Understood."
I had to caress her nipples for a full thirty seconds before they finally hardened, even with Sensual Amplification active.
Thirty seconds? Is Priscilla's sensitivity really that dull?
After kneading Priscilla's large breasts a few times, I reached down to her pussy. The smooth, hairless flesh felt slick beneath my fingers.
...Not wet at all.
I began to stimulate her pussy with all my might, focusing primarily on her small clitoris. Though it didn't register on Erotic Zone Detection, the clitoris remained a woman's primary erogenous zone.
I slipped a finger inside her. I felt her hymen. A dragon over 2,000 years old was still a virgin!
A virgin dragon!
I stroked her pussy with all my might for two minutes, but it remained dry.
What the hell?! I'm still using Sensual Amplification! Me!
If it were any other woman, she would be dripping with vaginal fluid, begging for my cock.
"Not yet? When are you going to start penetrating me?"
"...Lady Priscilla, your pussy is dry... Do you perhaps lack sensation there?"
"What nonsense are you spouting? I can feel everything perfectly well. Do you think my body is defective?"
"Normally, after this much stimulation, at least some moisture should be present. But your pussy feels exactly the same as when I first touched it."
"Dragons, including myself, have no reproductive urges... no sexual desire."
"Is that even biologically possible?"
"Don't treat dragons like ordinary creatures. Dragons are perfect in themselves."
"Yes, my apologies. But if you lack reproductive urges, does that mean you don't engage in reproductive acts at all? Like mating?"
"If you're referring to our original bodies, before we release our Polymorph forms, dragons do not mate. It's impossible."
"Huh?"
"Dragons are asexual."
"...But Lady Priscilla is female, isn't she?"
"My spiritual form is closer to the female archetype, so when I Polymorph, I manifest as female."
I suddenly remembered hearing long ago that the sex of reptiles can be determined by temperature or environmental factors.
"Then how do dragons reproduce?"
"Through internal fertilization using Dragon Speech and magic."
"..."
I gave up trying to understand. Frankly, I didn't even want to.
"Lady Priscilla, please lie down on the floor."
"Understood."
I took hold of Priscilla's legs, spread them apart, and lowered my head to bring my mouth to her pussy.
"Is there a reason I need to suck your genitals?"
"It's all for smoother sex."
I licked and sucked her pussy for five minutes. Finally, a single drop of vaginal fluid trickled out. Though it was just one drop, it meant she was ready for penetration.
"How peculiar."
"Pardon?"
"My lower abdomen is tingling, and a warmth is spreading from within. Is this normal?"
"Yes. It means you're ready for sex."
I used my thumb to spread her small labia. The opening was so tight I doubted my cock could fit. I pressed the head of my penis against the tiny slit.
"I'm going in!"
"...Ugh."
I thrust in forcefully, breaking her hymen in one swift motion. Blood flowed out and pooled on the floor.
"Lady Priscilla, how do you feel?"
"It stings a little."
"...Is that all?"
"What more did you expect? Hurry and finish."
Even the Sensual Amplification I'd trusted wasn't working properly. My pride took a sharp blow.
...I'll concede she has no erotic zones. But it's absurd for a human body to feel nothing at all. Even if she lacks erotic zones, there must be relatively sensitive areas.
I slowly swayed my hips while reaching out to explore her body. Not her breasts I'd already checked. Not her sides, thighs, or armpits either. I touched the soles of her feet. No reaction.
"Found it!"
When I touched her neck, she flinched violently. Was it because the neck was a vital point?
Or perhaps it's psychological.
The important thing was that Priscilla's neck was more sensitive than other parts of her body.
"Lady Priscilla, I've thought of a way to make our sex even more perfect."
"Perfect sex?"
"Yes. If we're going to do it, shouldn't we do it perfectly? However, this requires your permission..."
"I'm curious what you mean by 'perfect sex.' Very well, go ahead and try it."
"You won't regret it."
My hands closed around Priscilla's slender neck.