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

My crisis left for a moment because Sharsha passed out in Lycra's attack.

I can't even keep her asleep on the ground, so I put Sharsha to sleep in an empty room in the house.

They also have proper beds for guests. It's the room where Lycra was born when she built me more buildings.

An hour later, Sharsha woke up.

"Uh-huh, this is..."

"Ah, Sharsha's up!

Farfa is approaching soon.

"Oh, sister - oh, there's a highland witch!

Me and Lycra were in the same room.

"You lost to Lycra and fell, so I put her to bed."

"You're out of luck for the extra pity! This Sharsha has the magic of evil."

"We're running out of mana, so we won't be able to use it again for decades."

Sharsha's face turns blue. You must have noticed that the magic doesn't work.

My sister Farfa also told me about the area and confirmed it. I'd be in trouble if I could still use an hour.

"Oh no... what has been this Sharsha's life so far..."

"I don't know. That's what happens because you're doing something sad to live just for revenge. I'd rather be alive."

"Duh, what do you mean..."

"If I die, you, at last, will have no point in living. I can do more for revenge than I'm alive."

I also thought it was a bit of a forceful positive thought statement, but Sharsha was truly listening for it.

"You could say that..."

"Right."

Looks like these words convinced me, and I'm a little happy.

Sharsha glances at her arm.

There they are tying herbs instead of damp cloths.

"Mom knows so much about drugs!

"Because you fought Lycra and you got hurt. I think you'll recover about twice as fast as you would normally. I'm not sure how fast the Spirit of Slime recovers, though."

"The witch of the plateau, on purpose, even this..."

"Witches are the kind of work that deals with herbs. I'll treat you more than you're hurt."

"But it shouldn't do you any good!

You're the kid who asks me anything.

"Because I'm your birth parent, right? Then you can't leave me alone."

No, even if you're not a parent, I'd help if the kid was down.

But I should say this is because I'm a parent.

Tears began to accumulate in Sharsha's eyes for some reason.

"Oh, you can't even say you're a parent... but still, with Slime's revenge..."

Farfa took Sharsha's hand.

"Sharsha, let's stop being mean."

"Sister......"

"Slime and humans fight. Slime is still being defeated all over the world. It doesn't change a thing when your mom's gone."

I'm sure the number of slimes I've defeated is insignificant on a global scale......

"More than that, let's think of a way of life in which we can both be happy. That would be more fun, wouldn't it?

Sharsha nodded at the words.

You're childish, but Farfa, you're a proper sister.

"Dear Azsa, Apparently, one thing is settled"

Lycra seemed relieved watching the whole thing.

"Right. I wondered what would happen all this time..."

"Oh, yes, Dear Azsa, I think it would be just right for the average appetite to cook omelettes, etc. that I make, for about four quarters."

Something blatantly implicit.

"But Lycra, it's not enough for a quarter, is it?

"Well, I'll make extra there..."

Let the good will take over.

I stop by my two daughters.

"The room is still empty, so you can live here. I'd rather live there."

In the first place, it's a mystery as to where and what kind of life these two were living, but that's all you have to ask.

"Yeah! Farfa, I want to live with my mom!

I have no problem with your sister.

Well, my sister.

Sharsha seemed lost,

"The Witch of the Plateau..."

"You can't call me a highland witch. Making it family-like."

Eventually, Sharsha shifted her gaze away from me,

".................. or, Mother"

That's what I said. It feels like a rebellion.

"I don't care if Sharsha lives with you... fine"

"All right, then, that's settled. Let's have a party today!

Let's just throw a party when we get closer together.

It's not like a drinking party I hated going to a long time ago.

"I guess I'll make a tart"

"Wow! I love tarts!

The falfa is gone.

"Well, I'll bake the omelet again"

"Wow! I love omelettes too!

Farfa's the type to be happy with anything.

Sharsha, on the other hand, was more upset.

"Mother... cook, help..."

With a face that doesn't laugh, I said.

"Yeah, thanks. Well, let's have it done."

To be clear, I don't feel guilty or anything about knocking Slime down.

Besides, in polarizing terms, humans usually eat organisms, so they have to die in order not to kill them.

I just figured it would be true that I knocked down Slime and these kids were born, and if so, I should at least play the role of mother.

Besides, I simply thought these kids needed a mother. I know you could have lived just the two of us, but you better have a place to go.

I've been doing witch slow life in different worlds for about three hundred years.

If I kept knocking down the slime, I'd have a twin daughter.

Life, if you live long enough, there's a lot going on.

Well, I guess that's okay with a lot of family slow life.

"By the way, is the Spirit of Slime okay for a normal meal?

"Because you don't have to eat, you don't have to eat"

Sharsha kept looking down, answering.

You've been communicating gradually.

"Ah..."

It became a face that Lycra realized it was bad.

Then, Lycra told Farfa she seemed sorry.

"Um... Slime, can I knock you down?

"Fine. It's a natural dish, too."

"Because you don't have to worry so much"

Lycra's training is likely to continue like this.