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

Were they confident, they seemed to make quite a lot of them, and the product remained until about evening for a good sale.

And finally, before sundown.

My last customer bought one bag at a time and the battle was over.

"Same timing as sold out"

"Either way, it doesn't make sense if you don't compete with the sales, so either is fine there. If it's sold out, it would be more advantageous to only make small quantities."

Both cookies are three hundred gold. It's about 300 yen in Japanese yen. Because the prices are the same, the higher the number of pieces sold will exceed even the amount.

"There was nothing wrong with the sale. I did see this rosary."

Under the rules, the referee rosary said there were no problems, so we go into calculating the sales.

"I think I'm the fastest, so I'll let you do it."

Halkara quickly counts the number of copper coins and silver coins side by side. Moves pretty fast around here.

The two contenders are sipping and watching how it goes.

"There's no way I'm going to lose. The village of Frata trusts me."

"It's not like you were recognized as a cookie artisan. of quality, Master Flattorte must have prevailed."

"By the way, does this depend on the privilege of winning?

"Speaking of which, you didn't decide in particular... Now you decide..."

They started talking about something.

At best, wouldn't losing be a more decopine one-time thing?

By the way, by the shop, for some reason, there was a massive gathering of people from the village. They're all interested in which one wins.

Inside, they even had flags that said, "Good luck with Flattorte" and "Grab Lycra's Glory". When people here are likely to be able to take a ride to the festival, there's a place to take a ride right away......

"Yes, we've got sales. The sales value is together, so I'll announce it in quantities."

The words of Halkara attract everyone's attention as well as the two of us.

"First, Mr. Lycra, three hundred pieces!

The villagers also said, "Whoa!" The voice goes up. I was surprised, too. The population of the village, there must never be more than 300 people, right? That means there were even people who bought a few.

And the lycra I've got 300 of them for is amazing. I guess I was so confident I could sell it.

"Were you making that much? I wasn't aware of the numbers either."

Lycra confessed the truth. Generally speaking, you're making too much.

"Master Flattorte didn't even think about numbers. I thought I could sell good stuff, and I believed him."

Looks like they were both O'Rei as a result.

"Continuing, Mr. Flattorte"

Everyone's gaze gathers in Halkara.

The two parties looked like they were praying, as if they couldn't just afford the look.

Come on, which way to win?

For some reason, just before I answered, Halkara laughed with pleasure.

"Oh, my God, three hundred pieces! So it's a draw between the two!

Just the end! As an audience, it seems to be the funniest development, "Whoa, whoa!" and exuberant.

Meanwhile, they were looking at each other.

"What should I do with this...?

"Literally, it's a draw. First of all, you carry it over..."

In a way, I suppose I could say that I can't compete.

I broke in between them and lifted them one arm at a time.

"This battle is a victory for both of us! Hot cheers and applause, everyone!

To my voice, the applause rolls up. There was even someone who was preparing a brass instrument and blowing it.

"And this is the flatlete of the Blue Dragon, where this child is to live in a new plateau house! Gentlemen, please adore him!

More cheering.

"Welcome -!" "Frata Village is a good place. Yikes!" What a voice.

"Oh, master, was this possibly even planned for something like this...?

They finally figured out my plan, too, Flattorte.

"Yes, yes. It was just right for Frattorte to get the village of Frata to accept, wasn't it?

I don't think about the details as much as the plan, but my relationship with the village of Frata has lasted exactly three hundred years. Something like that trust is strong. So even if you do it like that, it usually works.

A little Flattorte was crying.

"I was also anxious about my new life... after all, your husband is great... It's too great!

Flattorte came to me as it was. The opponent is a Blue Dragon, so it was quite a momentum, but this one is also a cheesy stat person, so I can manage.

"Look, you don't cry"

"I will follow your husband for the rest of my life!

More than I thought, this kid, you're in sweet shape. Maybe I've lived too long with my elbows.

"You, that's against the rules! It's sloppy!

For some reason, Lycra was protesting. It must be true that Flattorte was anxious here, and Lycra gave him up as a senior.

It was just a word of concern.

"What do you mean, against the rules?

"It was better to win this battle than to hold Azsa for ten minutes."

What's that, the first ear... No permission…….

And a long time.

But I'm pretty sure Lycra was trying.

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That night, the population density in my bedroom got a little high. And the bed's narrower, too, but can't you help it?

I have Lycra and Flattorte on both sides of me.

"Yes, the three of us are close, let's sleep in the river letters"

"What is Kawaji?" I don't know either. "

Speaking of which, it was a Kanji idea. Besides, if it's a river letter, it's more the other way around because the center is the smallest in a child. It feels like a small letter.

"If you slept in one bed this way, you'd look like three sisters. Being tall, being my oldest daughter, Flattorte my second daughter, Lycra my three daughters, and all three of them getting along. Like?"

"Ok......" "I will obey Master Azsa......"

"Then let's sleep together today!

I slept well, thinking I was a flower in both hands.

I was three sisters, and I dreamed I was enjoying my tea at the cafe.