While Killing Slimes for 300 Years, I Became the MAX Level Unknowingly

"Sharsha has used most of her life only to defeat you. As long as there's this magic called" Witch of the Plateau, "you'll never lose!

Oh, well... The narrower the scope, the stronger the magic of evil becomes. If there is such a thing as magic that only restricts me, then indeed its power will be considerable.

But what kind of magic can you master for the first person you meet...

"The two of us, the Spirit of Slime, knew how we were born. So my sister, Sharsha, was looking for a place with lots of slime, finding her mom, picking up her falling hair, and all the ingredients she needed to break it."

Farfa told me.

Somehow, that's the same reason you put your hair in a doll to curse people......

"Farfa wanted to see her mom sooner, but she said Sharsha shouldn't meet her vendetta... But now that Sharsha's evil magic is complete, it's not as good as this, so I thought I'd come here."

"Farfa, what a good boy!

"Because my mom is Farfa's mom"

It's tricky, but I was born because of it, so you can also say mom... Did this happen because of me knocking down all the unusually slime?

"By the way, Farfa didn't resent me or anything?

"Farfa is a spirit born of a collection of slime souls, but I want to get along with my mom when I'm born."

Hey, my maternal instinct almost nodded.

You're too good, Farfa.

But now is not the time.

Little by little, Sharsha approaches us.

"That's a strange thing. How did this Sharsha become so different from her sister when she was born at the same time? I can't wait to kill the witch on the plateau."

The disastrous air spreads.

"Evil is very special magic, to be clear. There is also a huge amount of mana involved there. Pour in fifty years of mana and it'll only take a few hours."

Too inefficient!

"You had a more normal way of living! I mean, I waited around without revenge until then...?

"Fifty years before Sharsha was born, you were already the most powerful witch in your class. You can't win like that, that's what I realized. That's why I was saving mana by developing magic just to break the evil thing called the witch of the plateau!

Obviously the wrong way to tilt your passion.

"Come on, you can try any kind of magic. All your magic, I'll disable it for you!

I have now tried to strike the magic of heat.

"Red flames, blue flames, black flames! Take my place!

The flame hits Sharsha - but completely intact.

"You see. The power of evil, do you understand?

This, sucks......

If my attack is to be completely deactivated, there will be no fighting.

Then - do we have to run?

Run when it hurts.

In my previous life, I couldn't escape my life, but I died of overwork.

Now we run!

I have the magic of flying in the air.

Earlier, you said the magic would only last a few hours, so if you can get away with it until then, there's a way to deal with it!

Raise your body.

But it floated about ten meters above the ground.

"Magic, disappear!

When Sharsha screamed, I fell to the ground.

My leg stings.

"That's dangerous... If I wasn't a Level 99 witch, I might have broken a bone..."

"I'm not letting you get away with it. I'll kill you like the slime you've been killing!

Then Sharsha laughs like a villain.

Is this... the time of payment of the annual contribution...

Can't you win even though it's like a final weapon that specializes only in defeating me?

Plus, I've lived three hundred years.

"Farfa, it was a pleasure to meet you at the end of the day."

I hold the child tight.

Wouldn't it be quite touching to hold my daughter tight and then die?

"Mom! Don't say that! Try to figure out a way with Farfa!

Farfa screams. Sorry. But I don't seem to be able to...

"Dear Azsa! I'll take care of this!

Lycra is desperate, too.

"Thank you, Lycra was my proud apprentice. The omelet was delicious too..."

"It's okay! We can win!

"Stop... There's no better way to beat that. Lycra's gonna get hurt, too!

"That's right. Because Sharsha only thinks about killing highland witches, so she's not willing to target anyone else. Run along."

I remember a horror movie I used to see.

A twitchy, mechanical assassin is approaching.

But don't really twitch on me.

Still, Sharsha hasn't reached this way.

"My sister is slow on her feet."

Farfa said.

"If you run, you can get away with it...?

Lycra was listening to the words.

Lycra changed the look from a girl to a dragon.

And confront before Sharsha.

"We're not going to let a single step pass from here!

Let's go through there, Dragon.

Sharsha says in a cold voice.

"No! I am obliged to protect my master!

"Stop! Lycra, it's not safe!

Lycra just turned a little bit to this side of her face and laughed.

"It's okay. Dear Azsa, I'll catch up with you in a minute, so get out of here!

"It's a magnificent death flag!

Because it's the Akan one! Because we'll never catch up!

"Actually, my sister's getting married next month. I have to attend that wedding."

"Why did you flag it, it flourished!?

"Dear Azsa, I will protect you! Eat it! Dragon kick it!

Lycra turns to Sharsha and rolls out a kick.

No... it's a pattern of payback...

But there was no counterattack.

Sharsha was down.

Is that it? It's an unexpected situation...

Lycra quickly checked on the opponent.

"Dear Azsa, this person is passing out. I won."

"What! I can win this expansion!

The royal road pattern came off.

"My sister Sharsha is so vulnerable to other opponents because she specializes too much in the magic of defeating her mom. I mean, I can only beat my mom. It happens every fifty years or so."

Hey, what a... clumsy kid...