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

Farfa returned and the house on the plateau was revived for the first time in a long time peaceful days.

"Yes, today is my special salad. Eat with sesame dressing."

Eat all the vegetable salads made by Halkara and replace them with breakfast.

It's a long-lived family, but it's even healthier.

"Uh-huh. Vegetables are good for beauty, but sometimes you want to eat meat well"

"That's what Lycra thinks."

Lycra and Flattorte said something dragon-like.

"That's the only dragon I think I'm hungry for."

"Yes, sir. Dragons only eat meat. Now you'll lose weight."

Flattorte basically eats bigger than lycra, so I guess it doesn't taste extra good.

"Something is sad that I feel like my made salad is being dis..."

Halkara looked a little lonely. As an elf halkara, vegetarianism is very normal, so I guess you'll have trouble complaining about it.

Rosalie, on the other hand, looking at us like that from around the ceiling,

"You have to think a lot about eating when you're alive."

And he nodded as intriguingly as a pure observation object. Does that feel like someone who doesn't fish at all is looking sideways at people who are thriving on fishing?

"Anyway, eat salad because it's an independent dish with salad. I'll buy chicken next time I'm on duty. Unlike the village of Frata, the town of Nascoote also sells a good variety of chicken."

Harkara runs a factory in the town of Nascoote and is therefore also familiar with the town's shops.

"No, it's not. In chicken, it's weak."

Flattorte doesn't know. He has a face.

"You have no idea how this guy feels about this."

Lycra used an understatement, but I mean, it goes hand in hand with saying I agree with Flattorte. Maybe there's something like an airplane that you don't know if it's going to be a dragon.

"I mean, chicken is often a bird. I don't feel like eating in a bird. Look, it's too refreshing."

"Even if they say so, they only hunted birds or, at best, sea lions on the land where I lived."

"Ahhh, Sika. That's kind of a shame. Anyway, I don't think I ate more meat that felt like a beast. You don't feel like you ate or you're alive. You behave too well in vegetable salads. Shouldn't you be loyal to the pleasure of eating more?

"I'm beginning to understand what Flattorte is saying, too."

That's the one, the one where boys go to all-you-can-eat BBQ shops to launch clubs.

Well, even high school girls are fine. High school girls in the athletics department eat super.

"To be clear, if you eat all the meat, it's bad for your health. The nutritional balance is also a problem. Plus, it's worse if you can't eat until you're hungry. But if you dare to tell me there's no time for that kind of bulimia, you're lying. You have a desire to be savage."

"That's your husband! I know exactly how you feel about dragons!

Praised by Flattorte. I only understand how high school students feel, not how dragons feel. High school students doing clubs = Dragon theory is born.

"Farfa likes meat, too!

Farfa raised her hand vigorously and Sharsha was nodding beside it. Is it because my two daughters are slime, or eat whatever they want?

Maybe you could even eat something that's not food, but apparently you two have never tried it. I also think it's a problem to use my daughter as an experimental bench, so I've never done it.

"But the meat of the beast is difficult to procure around here. Wild beasts don't look so good."

I tilted my neck wondering what was wrong with Lycra.

Yes, it is. The plateau around here is too peaceful.

Most of all, this is something I deserve.

It's only natural that monsters and beasts were reborn in weak areas because they demanded to relax when they were reincarnated.

"The journey itself can be a way to get on Lycra and Flattorte, and I'll look into it on land with lots of beasts. So convince me."

This would be the case as a drop. Because of this, and let's find it somewhere we can go with a picnic feel.

- And, dunno, dunno. There was a gentle knock. From this sound, you're a 90% woman. Or it's morning, and you're probably reluctant to think you might still be asleep.

When I opened the door, Mr. Natalie was there.

Mr. Natalie is a member of the guild in the village of Frata.

My family relies on the magic stone that knocked down Slime for their livelihood, so they also know very well about Natalie, the guild at the cash changeover.

If it's just simple money making, Harkara's factory is more overwhelming, but this in principle makes Harkara's independent accounting.

"That's unusual for Mr. Natalie to come. Are you off working for the guild today?

"No, I thought if it was time now, I wouldn't make it before work, so I came directly. I was in a hurry there."

It is true that the redemption is done once or twice a week, so I don't show my face for a week at a long time.

"What? You mean come to me, you mean take down some weird monster?

"Technically, it's not a monster, it's a wildlife..."

I wonder if there are such dangerous animals.

"Anyway, get up. Because of this, and I want you to tell the whole family."

I welcomed Mr. Natalie into the house.