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

"" Sleep wrong!?

The factions on this side gathered their voices and listened back.

Just to be clear, it's a pretty lame reason.

It's just not a serious illness or symptom. It's better, but I didn't expect such a common word to come out.

"Yes, I really misslept. I'm not kidding."

Marsla said with a smile. I guess this way of putting it, she felt like she could hear it too.

"This Mr. Slime should have usually looked like a person, but that's when he misslept and hurt his body. My body was a little stiff, so I found that out."

"The slime is coming too..."

"That made it harder to maintain a human figure, and it took the form of a slime, didn't it? And I don't know how to get back because I've been a person since I was born, and it seems like it's been like this."

Where Farfa is slimming, I think it's a pretty plausible answer because I've never seen it before.

"So how do we get back to the original cute falfa!?

Belzebub asked me how I feel about eating.

"This Mr. Slime himself has to get a way to maintain his body back to the way it was."

They told me to, but it sounds like a special way.

"Is that the only way? For example, can't you take a way for a trick to change magic and make people look like you?

"Yeah, I thought I could do the Belzebub way too"

"Theoretically possible, but you have to rework magic every time the effects of change magic expire, and change magic is only a change of appearance, so for example, you'll have to train to talk and write letters with your hands."

"But, Mr. Marsla, you're talking, aren't you writing?

"I trained for that for over a decade. You can't talk or write like you've been talking about, even if you just change your appearance, because the person remains only a body of slime. It took me a month for the eagle to even walk on two legs. So it's inefficient in many ways."

The more I do ask, the more problems I've learned.

"And change magic only turns that person into what he thinks, so it can be different from the original Mr. Slime somewhere. There's a slightly lower than before, a different look, that kind of discrepancy."

I know more or less what you're talking about. There's not even a picture in this world, so it'll be difficult to make it the original falfa clean.

"The eagle has also changed its face and head altogether compared to a hundred and fifty years ago. See, it's like a painter changing his style while he's painting all the time."

That or when the serial comics were one and twenty volumes of comics, like a phenomenon where the characters' paintings look quite different?

"Why not? - I see. So, what would be the best thing to do, tell me there?

Belzebub, you're aggressive sometime. You really loved me about my two daughters. I'm happy as a mother. I'm in trouble when my adopted daughter tells me to.

"Yes, it is a shortcut for this Mr. Slime himself to learn to mold and understand that this way he can be what he is. So it's not magic, it's plastic surgery."

"What am I supposed to do with that plastic surgery?

"On this, it would be nice to ask those who are learning martial arts by maintaining their appearance. So you should beg the martial artist, Mr. Slime, to teach you"

"Martial artist slime!? Some of them!?

Slime world, it's too deep...!

"Yes, the martial artist Slime is not magical like a eagle, he's the one who got the look of a person by moving his body. I think we should learn technology there."

"Where is that martial artist Slime?

Then, Marsla clouded her face.

What, you mean I don't know where I am!?

"Mr. Slime, a martial artist, always trains martial arts, so he has no settlement..."

"That was weak... Looking all over the country is gonna break your bones...... We have to make the paper of the questioner, as it did in Halkara..."

Do I have to do that noisy one again......

"Oh, but the martial artist Slime is inspired by the motto of training martial arts in exchange for the city well, so if you don't scrutinize the towns everywhere, you'll find them. He must have a name in human society."

Great! If you have a name, it's still easy to find! Looking for a martial artist like Slime is too difficult.

"My name is Mr. Bussler."

It's pretty much the same concept as the way I name it!

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Thus, our search journey took us to the next stage.

Once back at the plateau house we made a sticker looking for Mr. Bussler.

In time, I also decided to ask Flattorte to help me put that paper on in various towns.

Until Mr. Bussler was found, Farfa's care was to be done by his sister Sharsha.

Specifically, take a bath and wash your body.

Sharsha says, "It's dusty and dirty, so it needs to be cleaned up". It's basically crawling around the ground.

It should be noted that when the meal takes vegetables and the like, Farfa seems to take it to the flesh and digest it.

It's a mystery where the digestive organs are, but they're eating it right because I can see what's in my body is slowly breaking down anyway.

"I can even nourish the soil and weeds in that area, even if it's not cooking anything else. So slime increases everywhere, and it's almost unnecessary to even act like you recognize it as a meal"

"No, Marsla's room wasn't even in the kitchen."

I guess he was nourished from the soil in that bunch.

"But it's sad that your sister eats dirt and weed, so I want her to eat it right"

That being said, Sharsha placed the salad over the slime of the falfa.

Love between sisters like that? Watching the flooded scene, Belzebub came.

"We found Bussler!