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

"Phew, well slept"

The next day I slept well. However, that was not the case on both sides.

"Flattorte couldn't sleep one night..."

"I'm the same..."

Neither of us, he couldn't sleep.

"Maybe it was because the bed was small...? If so, I'm sorry."

"No... I can't calm down when I think of the same bed as your husband... and besides, your husband, it smells good..."

"I'm happy, happy, wasted sleeping, I've been awake..."

It's a slightly exaggerated reaction from both of us.

"If this is the case, maybe once a month."

Honestly, Flattorte subscribed and it was easier to do that.

So far, I've had the feeling that sleeping with Lycra is a woman of my age, and even though we're same-sex, I should cut it off a little bit more.

But when the three of us came together, the resistance faded because, on the contrary, it felt like a sorority.

"Ho, is that true! Is the story true now!

"Flattorte, it's an overreaction..."

Tail, I'm shaking it...

"That's right, you're a little more like this..."

Lycra who says so also has a face, is it bright red......

After all, are the sisters of the three sisters admirable by their sister?

"Shall we get ready for bed tomorrow later..."

"Right...... I agree with Lycra there..."

"Is that it? What's tomorrow's prep?

If you're on meal duty today, you should be mine.

"Dear Azsa, cookies became too popular, so I decided to make them for a while to put them away for the day."

That's it!

"Sounds like you're selling it over town tomorrow, by the way. I have to make it today. I'm sleepless, but Flatlte is hard at work...... Phew!

I also felt responsible and decided to help with sellers, work, etc.

The day I took the cookies to town sold even more than the village did.

Honestly, this, cookies are enough to make a living.

If Halkara says, "This, mass-produced, and sold nationwide, it will be amazing!" He made a statement like the president.

"No, you can't. Because if you don't make one piece at a time with love, it won't be a good cookie."

"You can only make Flattorte-sama cookies. When the craftsman changes, the flavor drops."

They both said something a little over a century ago.

"Master, isn't this, you two, weird switched on? You're feeling like a cookie pro...?

"You may indeed look like a veteran of thirty years on this road..."

Then again, the cookies sold well all over the place. Or it sold too much.

Even in the state capital Vitamay, requests to open stores came and gradually became recognised in our state as "Cookies when it comes to dragons, right".

And back in the village of Frata again, about the day I was selling cookies.

"Master, I knew it was going crazy..."

Halkara also has a queue at the end of her gaze that has been in place since before the store opened.

"Right. You're overheating everything..."

Two of the dragons also seemed a little tired because of their daily labor. But if you make it, it sells as much as you make it, so you stick with it.

"This will fall if you don't stop it somewhere... I don't think the dragon will die of overwork..."

"Right...... I don't know, maybe we should do something about it..."

But some time after the launch, the village air went crazy.

Besides, the sky, which should have been clear, gets sooo dark.

"That gives me chills like a sigh of relief..."

Halkara sifted out as she shrugged.

I can really feel some confusion.

"Sister, long time no see"

The kind of girl whose sheep horn is growing is Pecora the Demon King.

Belzebub is the one who serves to give the umbrella next to that pecora.

In addition, Varnia had an umbrella on Belzebub, which had a matryosica structure.

"Wow! Why did you get here?!?

"I heard you had cookies for sale here on topic, and I came to eat them. Get on Leviathan."

Ah! If you think the sky is cloudy, it's Leviathan!

"When the Demon King moves, it becomes a commotion, so I want you to stop..."

"Bu, I hope you're all right..."

Belzebub is sighing and Varnia is scared because she is accompanying the Demon King.

"Hehe, you just have to line up here, right? Shall we line up like ordinary people once in a while?"

There behaved well. Pecora lined up at the rear.

However, even ordinary villagers seem to understand the horrors of the Demon King.

"Oh, hey... the Demons are behind us!" "If you think there's something in the sky, that, isn't it a giant demon tribe!" "The legendary Leviathan!

The villagers were frightened. Some of you may be familiar with Belzebub, but Leviathan seems to have a lot of impact.

Then Pecora grinned and told the villagers.

"Good afternoon. I am the Demon King."

"The demon king!" "The end of the world!" "No more!" "Defeat the Demon King, Witch of the Plateau!

Those in line ran away with their blue faces.

Soon the line was about ten people.

Conversely, about ten people won't escape?

"Ah, looks like you can buy this right away. Good."

I can't believe Pecora looks lucky, but this, I get it.

"You, villagers, you were going to freak me out and get out in front of the line...... That's why you're here in Leviathan..."

"I'm not sure what you're talking about. Hey, sister."

Flattorte and Lycra, on the other hand, had fewer customers and were stunned.

"This is going to hold stock, but I don't know what to do, Lycra..."

"You're in trouble..."

Though Pecora bought all the inventory that day, the voice for me to make cookies with the reputation of the Demon King coming was a lot better.

It was annoying that Pecora came, but since the two of them were released from long hours of labor, let's just say fine with that.

They're going to sell it relaxed in the village about once a month in the future.