The Adventure of a Boy with the Mind of a Middle-Aged Man

Vol. 1 - Chapter 23 - An Opportunity

The Giant Forest, Rudoa, located in the empire's most northern region.

"The undead dragon's 3-minute cooking~!

First we start with~ the bittersweet taste of rotten flesh! ?

Here's the corpse of a dragon?" a man sang. He wore a black suit and a silk hat, and as he raised his right hand, the lovely corpse of a blue-scaled dragon, several dozen meters in length, spilled out from the ground.

"Add salt, pepper, and a pinch of sugar to the corpse?"

The man took out several spices from his pocket and sprinkled them over the corpse.

"Boil at 100 degrees?"

A poisonous-looking purple liquid enveloped the dragon's body and soon began to boil.

"Wait three minutes, the rest is omitted---and hurray, the dead dragon is finished?"

Its eyes melted, and a red-black light flashed deep in its eyeballs as the lovely blue dragon slowly awoke.

"You've got bad taste as usual," said a man with a monocle and black hair that blended into the shadows. He rested his back on a large tree and yawned loudly.

"Ah, Raazucchi. Thanky thanky for this dragon-chan? It's the best kind of dragon---so spunky it makes me hard. ?"

"Do you need to go so far against these humans (pieces of trash)?"

"It's obviously feed for those worms pretending to be heroes and not for you little ants. ?" An unbearable raging hatred flashed through the man with a silk hat's eyes.

"You think they'll just come out?"

"According to Grim they will?"

"Then hurry it up. I'm almost at my limit." The black-haired man's eyes and hair flared red and the air warped with a plosive[1] sound as a thick red aura gushed out from his body like a muddy stream.

"Oh scary, scary ? Don't worry, those insects can't stand up to the 10,000 undead and this undead dragon. Those pieces of trash will poke their heads out without a doubt."

"And if they don't?"

"U~mm. Maybe I'll have the empire destroyed?"

"Fine. You've gone out of your way to move me. If you fail my expectations, then---" the black-haired man disappeared before finishing his sentence.

"Now, everyone~, it's time to wake up! You're hungry, right? Absolutely ravenous, right? While you gobble this up... And, forward! And, forward!"

From the surroundings of the black-haired man with a silk hat, the undead dragon and dozens of skeletons, zombies, and liches crawled out.

The myriad of undead formed a file and marched south into the forest.

[1] Here's a wiki article about this sound if you're not familiar already.