Tondemo Skill de Isekai Hourou Meshi

Right now, we were deep inside a forest on the border between the Holy Nation of Rubanov and a group of random small countries.

Since it was possible to leave the City of Carelina in the morning and arrive at the Holy Nation by night via GG Airways, the plan was to strike at the heart of the church directly at dawn. Surprise attack advantage aside, I hope that the unexpectedly swift arrival would result in fewer witnesses and casualties…

No matter how ‘evil’ those people might have been, having witnesses to a massacre would only be bad for Fer and the rest. Naturally, I don’t want any innocent people getting caught up in this either.

Therefore, I made sure everyone go through the plan once more time as we hid in the forest.

“We will attack in the hours just before dawn.”

“Yes, yes, we understand,” grumbled Fer. “Can we have dinner now? I’m hungry.”

“I have heard a human saying that goes ‘a big meal before a big battle’ or something to that effect.”

“”Oooh! Big meal! Big meal!””

“”Sui wants big meal too~””

I sighed, “I supposed you all want desserts too?”

“YES!!”

“… why do you all act like I don’t feed you enough?” I sighed again. “I supposed you want tomorrow’s breakfast to be a ‘big meal’ too?”

“YAY!!”

“Haahhhh, this bunch of gluttons…”

Well, I complained about these guys a lot, but I still prepared enough food to feed them until they stop calling out seconds and stuffed them with desserts and drinks on top of that.

It wasn’t too hard since I have made my preparations already back at Carelina.

Tonight’s dinner (and tomorrow’s breakfast) are my way of encouraging them. Because ‘subjugating’ a country (or in this case, a cult) requires more than just graaahhh!! Power stomp!!

A little… finesse is required.

The ones with the greater role in this subjugation are Fer and Grandpa Gon, with speaking parts in this operation.

“Right, Extra-Large Katsudon coming right up~!”

To increase our chances of winning, I have prepared the ultimate winning dish. I’m hoping that this XL Katsudon will bring us an [1] XL Victory tomorrow.

“Master, this Katsudon thing is very delicious!”

Even the mostly dignified Grandpa Gon was impressed. Well, that’s staple Japanese comfort food for you! Also, since I made it with good quality Orc meat, I went ahead and prepared a sweet and savoury sauce from scratch and added plenty of eggs for a tender and creamy finish…

Woah, it certainly looks delicious. Even I am drooling now.

I quickly prepared my portion of Katsudon Set, complete with a tonkotsu soup on the side.

After the first bite ‘woah~~~ it’s really delicious~~’ I gobbled down my portion and seriously considered eating a second one…

After a dinner of XL Katsudon and dessert, everyone chilled on the side with cola while I checked my [Item Box].

In fact, I had prepared a lot of fried Katsu, intending to serve some Katsu Sandwiches for breakfast to increase our chances of victory.

For some reason, my familiars’ appetite was particularly strong today, but I was prepared! Look at all these huge chunks of deep-fried katsu in my [Item Box] ~

Really, just what’s with everyone’s stomach today?

Not that Sui has a stomach, but…

Ahhh, I actually feel a little bit sick from the smell of fried food. Ugh…

Right now, I’m sipping on black coffee from my favourite mug, trying to keep nausea from rising.

My familiars had better perform at their best for tomorrow!

Ugh, I don’t feel at ease at all.

“Hey, Fer, Grandpa Gon, you still remember what to do for tomorrow’s subjugation?”

[2]

“Humph, of course, I am a devotee of the great Ninril-sama. Since the oracle came from the Creator God, Demiurgos-sama, I must perform well to protect Ninril-sama’s reputation. Just leave it to me.”

“The plan is simple and easy to follow. I shall execute it well,” said Grandpa Gon confidently.

“I hope it all goes well tomorrow…”

“”Of course, it will!”

“”Sui will work hard~~””

Things will be fine.

I’m sure it will.

I hope.

[2]

After gobbling up a breakfast of Katsu Sandwiches, my familiars were ready to storm into the Holy Nation of Rubanov.

My poor stomach could only handle so much fried meat, so I had a light breakfast of miso soup, rice and a bit of pickles.

As we flew over the Holy Nation of Rubanov, I was a little concerned about knowing where the main church was, but Grandpa Gon assured me that ‘It would stand out as a great landmark’.

He was right.

I don’t know why I had been so worried; the main church was… very conspicuous.

Anyway, we flew over here on original-sized Grandpa Gon. This meant the Holy Nation of Rubanov received a nasty shock when a 20-storey tall dragon landed in the middle of their very impressive ‘church’.

This so-called church was practically a castle, it was too huge…

Not only was it unnecessarily huge, but the decorations, paint and detailed work on the building were also clearly incredibly exquisite, to the point that even a novice like me recognised them as the epitome of ‘extravagance’.

It was all too, too grandiose.

So incredible looking that it took me a moment to realise that the high-pitched voice I had been hearing did not come from my screaming inner self, but from the people pouring out of the magnificent building.

They were men in shiny silver armour.

“Tch, filthy monsters! We, the Paladins of the Holy Nation will defeat you!”

The knight (or paladin?) with the shiniest armour and the most gold detailing shouted.

“Filthy monsters, eh? You dare say such a thing to me? A Fenrir? You have guts, human. I shall slice you to pieces for this.”

Fer sounded… very angry.

“Cutting something to pieces is easy. To these insects who curse an Ancient Dragon for being filthy, hmm, I shall erase your existence from this place with my Dragon’s Breath.”

Ah, Grandpa Gon was pretty angry too.

“”You two! Stick with the plan!!”” I shouted at them through telepathy.

“Mu-”

“But-”

““Do you want to piss off Demiurgos-sama?””

In fact, Demiurgos-sama probably won’t care if the entire country was razed to the ground by Fer and Grandpa Gon, but I care, okay? I won’t be able to live with myself if I allow my familiars to destroy an entire country.

“Gununu…”

“Hhmmmhhh…”

They still looked more angry than obedient. There was no choice, I don’t want to resort to this method, but…

““If you don’t follow the plan properly, no dinner for you tonight!”” I practically shrieked.

“U-umu, I understand,”

“S-same here…”

Hahhh… looks like threatening their dinner worked better than name-dropping the God of Creation’s name…

As planned, Fer stepped forward first and grandly declared, “I, a Fenrir, am the descendant and follower of Ninril, the Goddess of Wind. I have come on the divine orders of the Supreme Goddess Ninril-sama and the Creation God Demiurgos-sama.”

“I am the Ancient Dragon, I had been on this plane of existence since time was young. I come on the divine orders of the God of Creation, Demiurgos-sama.”

Together, they roared, “Humans! Listen to the voice of Demiurgos-sama, the God of Creation!”

“”I’m depending on you, Demiurgos-sama!!””

I prayed as loudly as I could through telepathy.

Gumihou: Well, this is certainly different.

Eguchi Ren: We shall see Demiurgos-sama in the

[1] Katsudon – ‘katsu’ is homophone for ‘victory’, hence why people would eat ‘katsudon’ before an important examination or competition

https://www.kcpinternational.com/2012/10/katsudon-for-victory/

By the way, the ‘katsu’ here is written in katakana カツ

That’s because ‘katsu’ is not a Japanese word. It’s actually ‘cutlet’ or ‘katsuretto’

The Japanese kanji for ‘katsu’ is 勝つ

Japanese is so fun.

[2] Hmm, redid the ‘plan reveal’ in a more natural way. Which ended up being not a true plan reveal anyway. So Gumi ended up deleting many unnecessary meanderings on the way.