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

I took Flattorte and went into the empty room.

"What the hell is it? Your husband? Did something go wrong?

"You know, you don't do anything unless you're given an order, or you can't...?

"Because that's what subordination is all about. There was a time when a human knight once fought on a blue dragon, but then, when the dragon moves without an order, it becomes a big case, so it was absolutely nothing to do until there was an order"

I see...... Is it the obedience of military ideas......

"So, you, if they tell you to die, you die? That's crazy, isn't it?

"If I tell you to die, I will die... That's what the Blue Dragon stands for..."

I'm in trouble.

Values different from my own and I'm bumping into each other now.

I laid my hands on both shoulders of Flattorte.

"Frattorte, you don't want to die, do you?

"Well, that's true, but there's something to protect as a Blue Dragon..."

"You insist on dying when you're told to? You're just dumping yourself, aren't you? Nothing. I know you're not just virtuous about obedience."

Somehow, we need to modify Flattorte's thinking to something decent.

"Yes. The Blue Dragon's value is' the strong get it all '. I mean... defeated and touched to the corner, the loser is absolutely obedient to the strong and deserves to finish the rest of his life..."

That's what I'm talking about. There were tears in Flattorte's eyes. She didn't accept all that irrationality either.

"This is what my parents taught me too...... He said that those who are touched by the horns should lose everything and live... That's the punishment of the weak..."

"Then you're not a slave."

"Some ancient documents seem to describe 'dragon knights are those who fight using Blue Dragon slaves'"

Come on, I don't want a slave. I already have a lot of fun with my family. There's nothing missing.

"Okay. Then, Frattorte, I give you one order."

"Yes, my lord..."

"Don't wait for my command, give up your obedience and live free"

Flattorte didn't seem to know what she was told, but she quickly turned into a hurried face.

"Master, then you won't know how to live!

"Why? My orders are absolute, aren't they? Then listen to your orders. You have to live voluntarily. I'd give as much advice as I want, but I don't like to order anything."

Flattorte was staring at me with tears.

Apparently, he conveyed a little of what I wanted to say.

"Your husband is really sweet..."

"One way or another, you're too harsh. Live easier. In a way, I guess it's just as good as going for Halkara."

"Master, then... may I do you a favor?

"I'll do it as far as I can. What the hell, what?

"Horns and heads, please?

What? Also, are you horny?

"It's not particularly harmful."

I held Flattorte in my right hand with my horn and head.

"Ah...... Flattorte belongs to your husband..."

Flattorte with a happy voice. I wonder if I can consider one thing settled for the first time.

"Flattorte has always lived to avoid showing weakness in the Blue Dragon... so I'm glad no one can sweeten it..."

Speaking of which, this kid, when he was raiding, he was a leader.

Maybe people as great as Pecora are close to having a lot of mazo.

"My husband, my mom, my mom..."

"What? Mom......?

Sure, my mother is the ultimate in making me sweet...

This is a guess, but I guess it doesn't count as obedience when it comes to being able to do horns to parents. Parents will be as good as children's heads. So even the mother remembered that only the ruler or the parent could make the corner.

"It feels good in my mom...... It's like when you're lying in a warm room..."

I knew my memory felt like I was back in my childhood. Is this the one where you feel so-called babbling? This one is in a "mommy mi" state, so I don't even know how subtle Flattorte's emotions are.

I wonder if I can raise one more kid, even if it's a little weird now.

and the door of the room opened. It was Lycra who came in. He looks a little harsh.

And I pulled Flattorte's back.

"It will be an inconvenience for Master Azsa, so it is time to leave!

Flattorte to be gently pulled apart. However, when I saw Lycra, it was like a fiery fire, and I got angry. Earlier toddler regression seems to have disappeared.

"Why interrupt! Don't let the Red Dragon get boring everywhere!

"Until you're still because you're doing something weird!

"After all, it looks like I have to settle somewhere with you! I'm offering a duel!

What the hell was that swearing at the Demon King! Are you going back to war now!?

"No, both of you! Because if you put mud on the demon king's face, it's gonna be a big deal!

"Master, if it's a battle that won't be recognized as a state of war, it's fine"

"Dear Azsa, it seems so. I was wondering if it would be okay if we made the event safe."

I'm relieved, but then, what the hell are you going to do?

"How about winning if you serve your husband well...?

What, the event!

"Wow, I get it...... That would be fine…"

Plus, I accept Lycra!

"Your husband... aren't you on your shoulders...?

"Dear Azsa, I will give you my back..."

"No, it's nothing, 'cause they're both fine!

I got out of that room. When you're ready to go in line like that, your shoulders will fall apart!

"When you get to the plateau house, it's a culinary showdown!

"Ok... I'll make sweets that your husband thinks are delicious and show them!

Also, the house is going to be noisy......