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

The morning after there was a Halkara celebration.

As I was making breakfast for everyone, Belzebub somehow came in through the door outside.

"Where have you been?

"I took a walk around the neighborhood. After all, the plateau feels refreshed with the air. Especially the day after the booze, it's a change of heart."

Too healthy, not demonic.

"I don't want to distract you from the suggestion that the Demons should be concerned about their health. I also recommend morning exercise. They used to say that when we were at war with this country, the Demons would go out at night. That kind of night life is not good. We should start in the morning."

"I hate the world you have to prepare for monsters in the early morning... Let's keep doing this peacefully..."

"Don't worry, I don't have anything planned for war. Neither do we expect to be able to control all the lands of the continent so that the land of the demons may be occupied. It's too big to be convenient. Even considering the administration's service to the public, this is just about right"

From this conversation alone, it seems unlikely that the Demons will attack us.

"Well, then, we've got a date to give you the Demon Praise. Come and get it."

"Oh, what kind of peace department is that?"

I once stopped fighting between the Dragons, but somehow that was to be appreciated by the Demons to get something like that. Sounds honorable, but I don't know the details because I don't have a connection to the demonic world.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to take it. Tell me the date."

At any rate, it won't be possible to overlap with something first.

Belzebub has communicated the date three weeks later. That's a close day...

"Okay. I'll tell Halkara to rest the factory that day."

"Um, I'll cook a lot of dishes and wait for you."

When I heard it was cooking, I had a bad feeling.

"Um... there's no such thing as demonic food or anything...?

Yesterday, Halkara said, "It tickles but thickens... I want you to add honey..." and I was eating the pan while I could. I have trouble making fun of it all.

"Don't worry, not all dishes are a tease. If it's sweeter, I'll make it sweeter."

"Thank you. Food culture varies considerably from region to region."

I'm sorry if I can't eat what you've prepared for me.

Thus, it was officially decided to attend the ceremony for the acceptance of the Demonic Praise.

I've never been to a demonic land, so I'm quite interested. I would have been frightened back in the day, but to see how Belzebub was doing, there wouldn't be a problem.

However, only Harkara was frightened.

"Is this the land of the demons...? I only have a bad feeling... Can I just happen to have a stomach ache that day?

"Are you scared enough to want to use pseudo?

"There's going to be some weird food... He says he's not gonna make fun of me, but I was wondering if he's just a better level than that or something..."

You've just been in terrible shape and you're getting suspicious...

"What? Halkara's sister, do you use pseudoses?

Apparently Farfa had heard the words.

"Farfa, that's the Aya of the Word, isn't it? Coincidentally, I just think my stomach is going to hurt that day..."

Halkara, you're trying to fix it somehow......

"It's all right!

Farfa put his hands on his chest more and more.

"Farfa, your mouth is strong! Because I would never tell the demons that it's a pseudo disease! Trust me! I'll tell everyone it's not a pseudo-morbidity!

"Wait, wait! Because I would be suspicious if I told you I wasn't deliberately pseudo-sick!

"Farfa, you don't have to worry because you know exactly how Halkara's sister feels! The dish that Mr. Belzebub cooked for you was hard, wasn't it? You're gonna rest because you don't like that one, right?

"As such, well... when they say so, yes..."

"I'll report to Mr. Belzebub subtly! Halkara's sister says the Demons can't."

A cold sweat dripped down Halkara's forehead.

"Um... thank you for your concern, but will you stop...? Something can happen to me when I hear that I have a negative image of the Demon Clan... You're just scared of cooking...? In the worst case scenario, they might think I took a break from a pseudo-morbidity because I hated the Demons themselves..."

I slapped Pompon and Halkara on the shoulder.

"Harkara, you should give up. If it stays like this, Farfa could say that Harkara rested from a pseudo sickness...... That doesn't mean the Demons won't be hostile to Halkara..."

"I knew it...... This is a bad flow... I won't tell you. It's a pattern you say you'll never tell me and you end up saying it..."

Something like that kind of gag, there was one in Japan. Is it universal?

"Ok...... I have difficulty spreading strange rumors in the land of the Demons, so I decide to attend properly......"

Harkara also decided to attend.

Now the whole family is confirmed to participate.

"You can use the dress you prepared before, too, and it's not a problem."

But we've had more families since the last time.

"Excuse me, Mr..."

Rosalie floated over here.

"Atashi, I don't have a dress..."

"Oh, well. So, go to the village or town again and buy it - is that it?

How do you buy ghost clothes? Can you wear it in the first place?

"Speaking of which, it's always been that town girl's outfit, but does that dress change?

"Atashi has been in these clothes ever since she became a ghost. You don't even know how to change..."

Whoa! You had this problem!