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

The time limit is essentially, a whole day and a little or so. I had to get ready in a big hurry.

"Lycra asks for hospitality dishes"

"Yes, I understand. By the way, what does Mr. Halkara like to cook?

"Blah, you're a kid who likes alcohol more than cooking... Either because it's an elf or I think I like vegetables"

"Right. Let's say we run out of vegetables."

"I'll fly over and buy you some fancy drinks."

When do we spend money without spending it at times like this? I'll fly to a flourishing town in Nanterre and buy you booze high enough for Halkara to pull.

"Mummer, what should the farfahs do?

Right... to the two daughters... ok, shall we make the most of the privileges of our children?

"You two write a message card."

"What's that?

"Write to me on paper and read that in front of Halkara. I've enjoyed living with Mr. Halkara so far, the one where memories are like this"

This should work pretty well. Then I figured I'd stop leaving... maybe I will.

"And, hey, Sharsha's so good at sketches."

Here's some ear to ear information from my sister.

"That's, like, me, I have no idea..."

"Sharsha is shy of showing the painting and hides it all the time. Besides, I don't think Mom knows because she hasn't drawn it lately."

Sharsha seemed to be in trouble when Farfa told her about it, and she had her eyebrows in the letter (c).

"Ugh, I'll show people after I get better...... Until then, it's sealed..."

I simply want to see it tremendously. It's my daughter's painting. It's up to me to see it.

"You know, if Sharsha wanted, could you show me? Mom, I want to see Sharsha's painting. I want to know about Sharsha I don't know."

Sharsha nodded coldly, "I'll bring it," and ran to the room.

"It's like this..."

Coming back, Sharsha offered me something like a sketchbook because of her lack of confidence.

It didn't come in color, but it was unscrupulous and good.

There are many things like realistic portraits. Probably someone Sharsha knew in Kako in town or something. Some of them appeared to depict Sharsha.

"Um, this isn't the one my mother praises for 'you're good -' it's the one who's really good... Besides, not only are you good, but you can also feel like this, like the person's heart properly...... This guy must be sweet and pass it on..."

Lycra has also stepped out and looked at the painting, "You can disciple this to the painter... Instead, this talent should definitely be extended," he said with surprise.

"I'm embarrassed because I'm not good enough to show people yet..."

If I can't show you this, I want you to tell me the opposite of which dimension I can show you. This is what ten out of ten people would recognize as a good painting.

I put my hands on both shoulders of Sharsha.

"Sharsha, appoint you as the portrait painter of Harkara. You can feel a little rough, draw. Even if she leaves here, I think she'll be a treasure for life."

"Yeah, I'll do my mother a favor"

Sharsha nodding cocky.

"But promise me you won't come and see until it's done. It's more embarrassing to be seen making it."

"Yeah, I'll never see it. I promise. I won't do anything like give back a crane."

"Crane payback?

"That's the kind of fairy tale I have. The crane that helped me out of the trap comes to me as a person to repay me and weave me a desk (solder), but I don't peek and they tell me to peek. Then the crane became a crane and I was working, and the crane left."

"Oh, it's similar to Calshler folklore distributed in the south"

I'm not sure what that's about in a humanistic statement... but I guess there's a similar story anyway.

Thus, it was generally decided what to prepare for.

In the meantime, I went shopping for alcohol.

I bought a bottle of 300,000 gold wine, plus a bottle of 500,000 gold distilled liquor.

Let's not think about a few slimes. I also sell drugs and so on, and I don't care how much I save. Anyway, I can buy you ten bottles.

Well, the problem is the day.

It's hard to prepare for a farewell party if Halkara stays home all the time.

"Halkara, I'd like to go collect some mushrooms, can you help me?

"Oh, yes, master!

All right, the operation to get Halkara out is a success.

"But it's a little late to collect today, isn't it? 'Cause I used to do it in the morning."

"I have a little situation today."

I just felt a little annoyed when I thought maybe this was the last joint effort.

"Master, is your expression kind of lonely today? Can I help you?

During the break, Halkara told me.

"Well, I guess I thought about breaking up."

"Oh, is it your lover's life day or something like that"

Harkara was mistaken on his own. But will it?

"You don't have to die to be suddenly notified that you're breaking up."

"Oh, there is. I'm gonna break up. I'm gonna worry about when I'm gonna say it."

Oh, thoughtful lines......

"I've lived a rough life there, too, but I always think I want to make goodbye beautiful. You want us to say a meaningful goodbye to each other? Like you can take a step forward without dragging it."

"... yeah, right"

"Um, Master, aren't you crying"

"Oh, no..."

The sun began to set. You'll be ready by now.

"Halkara, let's go home"

"Yes, Master!

I guess a few more times you can call me this.

When I got home, I said, "Wait a minute in front of the front door," and told everyone inside I was home. Then we go back to the front door again.

"Please wait. Well, let's go in."

"Oh, what happened?

Halkara walked into the house with a strange face and opened the door leading to the dining room.

"" Thank you so much, Halkara!

Everyone voiced together.