-That's why I want Yulia and Tetra to make a poison that will put Hydra to sleep. No matter how weak she is against poison, she's still a divine beast, even if she's hypothetical. They have a certain amount of resistance, so they need a certain amount of poison to put them to sleep - and

　'Hmmm, poison. The most effective sleeping pill we know of is...
　"Detoxification of the soul.

　Detached Soul Grass.
　It is a poisonous herb that has the effect of stripping the soul from the human body and is used by sorcerers to practice soul-loading.

　But is that a sleeping potion?

　Yeah. ─ Yes, because there is a deep relationship between sleep, dreams and death. When you are asleep and dreaming, you are as close as possible to the borderline between life and immortality. It's one step beyond that when the soul comes out of the body.
　"The poison of the soul plant will reduce a person to a near-death threshold sleep.

　The world of life is, in essence, this world
　The world of immortality is, in short, heaven.
　The borderline between life and immortality is, in short, the river of the three rivers.

　You may wonder how it is possible to be immortal when it is the afterlife, but you may say, "Once you die and go to the other world, you will never die again, right?　I mean, dying means you're going to be immortal! It's a target idea.

　Once you die, you'll never die again, yadda yadda!　This is the Adelian way of life.

　The summers are cool and the winters are warm. The sea is clean, the sky is clear and the food is delicious.
　The Adelunian people must be the reason why they have such a positive attitude.

　Typhoons, heavy snowfall, earthquakes, tsunamis, and volcanoes.

　Well, that's why we will be conquered by the Gauls in the north, and the Cilician and Pofenian in the south.

　''I mean, the Detached Soul Grass.........or rather, soul riding was such a dangerous technique?''
　'I can only say that it's a bit late to say that now but the soul doesn't normally come out of the body in the first place. The only time a soul comes out of a body is right before Almus dies.
　It's all pretty easy to get used to.

　........Well, there have been no major accidents so far, and since the two of them are okay, it must be okay.
　I've never heard of an accident where a sorcerer accidentally died (except when he was attacked by an enemy) while carrying a soul.

　'So you're sure it's the detachment grass? Sleeping pills.
　-There's no better sleeping pill material in the world, is there? -

　In other words, it seems to be no problem with detachment grass.
　Well, if they could get all the spellcasters in Romalia to make it, they would be able to produce a large amount of highly concentrated sleeping pills.

　But the problem is the taste.
　The soul-releasing agent is terribly bitter.

　"Granada kids don't know what booze tastes like. We can fool them if we tell them it tastes like that. They're fools.
　Are you sure?

　But, on the other hand, does Master Gryphon know what a drink tastes like?
　I highly doubt it.

　-That guy's got about a hundredth the number of taste buds on his tongue as a human, so he'll probably be fine.

　I wonder if that works as a tongue....
　Well, I don't want to be bitter about my own vomit in relation to the poison I spit, so maybe it's a natural decrease.

　'By the way, what should I do?'

　Alice tilted her head and asked the fairy and the gryphon.
　Indeed, there was no particular reason for Alice to be called in at the moment.

　-You'll join with Almus in dismantling the hydra. We need to kill him quickly while he's asleep-

　"Why don't we just dismantle the entire Romany Army?

　-It's just as Hydra finds out. His scales are so hard, you'd have to be good at it. Only an Armes or Alice would have the strength to scale a Hydra like that in Romalia.

　Black powder?
　-Dragon scales are hard to damage unless they are dragon Damascus steel. I doubt how effective black powder would be--

　According to the fairy, Dragon Damascus Steel may not be as good as the divine spirit, but it has some kind of magical power in it.
　Indeed, the sharpness of Dragon Damascus Steel is a clear distinction from ordinary swords.

　Hmm, troublesome...
　Well, it can't be helped.

　It's a little dangerous, but the title of Dragon Slayer isn't bad.

　All right, let's get ready. By the way, how did you get the Hydra to drink?
　'Master Granada, this is our tribute to you. But if you say, 'I'll drink it without warning,' that boy will drink it without warning.
　-That's why. Well, good luck to all three of you. I'll support you as much as I can, you know.

　You're just cheering me on.






　When I returned to the palace from the Romarian forest, Raimondo was waiting for me at the gates.

　'Your Majesty!　Where have you been!　Your wives are with you at this difficult time!
　'No, that was the fairy and Master Gryphon and...'

　When I roughly summed up what I'd said so far and told Raimondo, Raimondo made a startled expression.

　''........Fairies are real?''
　Oh, you're full of surprises.

　I thought I would be more surprised that the dragon that rampaged thousands of years ago had been resurrected.

　''No, about that one, Lord Ron Aemilius has already........''

　Raimondo hands me the report that Ron just sent me.
　I open the report and read the contents.

　The summary of the report is: 'When I was rescuing refugees, I met an amazing dragon. The dragon demands alcohol and sheep, and a good-looking woman to be used to bring the alcohol and sheep to him. At the moment, I can't make a decision myself, so I want you to judge. Also, I'm short on men, so I need you to send me about 20,000 additional troops.

　A delicious woman.........probably not s*xually, but raw.
　A woman is a softer and more delicious enemy idea.

　When they're done with the drink and the sheep, they'll probably eat it for dessert at the end.

　'The information from the refugees and the investigative reports from the sorcerers have already been corroborated. Judging by the information from the fairies and Gryphon-sama as well, I'm afraid that the information is almost certainly correct.
　Totally. I wish this was a dream.

　I grumbled and complained and headed to the senate assembly with Yulia and the others.
　The senators of the senate had already read through some of Raimondo's report and were sitting there with nervous expressions on their faces.

　I nonchalantly told the senators about the information I got from Master Gryphon, the fairy.

　Maybe it was because they had already chewed up the incredible story of the resurrection of the ancient dragon, or maybe their brains had reached their limit, but the senators seemed to be calm for this emergency situation.

　Maybe they thought some of them were dreaming...

　Can I ask you one question?
　Yeah?　What?

　Ass senators raise their hands. Ask permission to speak.
　I nodded, and the senator opened his mouth.

　'The ancient dragon ... the Granada Hydra seeks liquor, sheep and 'women'. ........Is it possible for His Majesty to get close to the Germanic people named Alice, let alone the Germanic people named Alice?

　Certainly.

　"Your Majesty. May I have one as well?
　What's up, Raimondo?
　''As for me, the very fact that His Majesty is going to slay that dragon is unsettling. Please, I beg you to go........

　Hmmm, Raimondo has a good point, but....
　The fairy says it's not me and Alice's strength.

　"Your Majesty, can't we defeat it with our Romalian army?
　"First, you must command us, the soldiers.

　Bartolo and Alexios stand up and insist that the army clean up the mess.
　Well, that might be the right thing to do if they were a normal opponent.

　But they are the ones who have destroyed one of their own countries.
　An army wouldn't do him any favors.

　"I'll do it myself. I'll take care of it. I'll run if it's too dangerous.

　Raimondo, Bartolo and Alexios don't seem too relieved.
　But then Ial raises his hand.

　"But, Your Majesty. ''Your Majesty is a man.''

　I suppose so.
　You're the man in front of me!　And it's no laughing matter if they kill you before they give you a drink.

　As we were talking in the senate about the a-hah, k-hah, Julia suddenly muttered here.

　'So why don't we just let Almus dress up as a woman?

　For a moment, the council goes quiet.
　Hey, why doesn't anyone argue with that?

　"Alms will be fine. I think he could be a beautiful girl with a bit of makeup.

　Hey, Tetra. What the hell are you talking about?

　Certainly, Your Majesty is not so much a woman's face as a woman's face, but it's more of a neutral look!

　Alice.....
　I don't care how much you like it, you can't make a joke like that.

　'What if they notice me by my scent I still don't think it's a good idea for me to go. Let's find someone with strong arms instead...

　-Alms, there's actually something called the Feminization Blessing.　Oh, you can be a man again, properly. No side effects.

　'Speaking of which, I've heard that the desert people of Persis are very strong!　Maybe I should contact Persis and hire a desert people's woman!

　-Huh?　Didn't you hear me?　Ooh, there's the 'blessing of femininity'!　...or are you pretending not to hear me? -

　May!
　You can't hear a fairy.

　You shut your mouth!

　I just heard the fairies. Alms. I have "Feminine Blessing"!
　'I heard it too. That way I don't have to worry about dressing up as a woman or raising my voice.
　'Oh, I heard it too!

　"Idiot!　Don't trust what the fairies say so easily!　They're trying to trick people, okay?　Just say something convenient like that...

　-Alms. Don't give up.

　You've got to be kidding me!　
　I'll never, ever, ever cross-dress or transvestite you!!!!

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　''I don't think it's possible for him to recognize me as a beautiful girl. I'm sure this will get me out of the gate. But dressing up is a lot more fun than I thought.

　-Andalus Julius Ass Caesar, one of the four great Emperors of the future, the Thunderer, his vassal, friend and tutor.

　'What, man. Are you mad at me for being more beautiful than you?　It couldn't be helped. It's my natural face.

　-Gaius Julius Caesar Westoria, one of the four great Emperors... the Wise Emperor, challenged by his wife... and beaten.

　Julius' jinx, that's one! A great lord has usually dressed up as a woman!　Really, there's a lot of perverts in this house!

　-Julia Julius Caesar Erestia, Princess of Erestia, age 12, one of the four great Emperors after her, the Holy Emperor, drunk and speaking out loud at a New Year's party, punished with ten letters of remorse.