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

"The witch of the plateau...... is it? Oh, he was here. We should have stayed in this town."

All of a sudden I get it!

"I'm looking for that person. Whatever information you need, just let me know!

"Even so, I've never seen it either, have I? Because I was dealing with scumbags who drank me here."

It's a statement that's going to be inflamed if it sounds like a customer, but there's no problem here because the customer is rather asking for it. Instead, I can even say that I haven't forgotten about my job during the conversation with this one.

"Maybe the scumbags who drank it know, so you can ask. It may look like a bug, but you can also use people's words."

You've come to a hell of a place......

Me and Lycra asked and said to the old ladies who were able to look good.

"Do you know what a highland witch is?

"I know. You mean the witch on the plateau."

"You don't know anything!

"Whoa, that's a good scratch! Say it tighter!" This useless! Say 'or something!

"You useless!

"Oh, good! My daughter-in-law stresses me out, but when a young kid tells me, it's a reward!

This guy is going to say something to his wife again when he can come to a store like this...

Lycra seemed more confused with the old ladies at first, but she had something switched on along the way, and her gaze was tight.

"Shut up, you short humans. You can talk like that a lot towards the Red Dragon. Shall we tear him apart?

"Whoa! I've never seen this type before! More, please!

"You guys have no right to demand anything from me."

"Thank you!

Lycra, all I'm trying to do is ask you who the fake is, okay?

After all, no one saw the witch herself on the plateau. They're the ones who can't use them (usually a little more serene with expressions for this store).

Then I asked if anyone had bought drugs from the witch.

Because if they sell harmful drugs in my name that can poison people's lives and their position here. I wanted to make sure of this as a top priority.

Conversely, even if they sell drugs or anything that doesn't work, they can still take something that doesn't work for people who need drugs and die without healing.

"No, my wife went to buy cold pills, and the witch said, 'I'm still not in a position to sell things that cure people,' and she didn't sell anything."

"Heh, you're talking about a special victory..."

I'm just not selling drugs. It's better, but on the other hand, it's annoying to be despised by fakes on your own...... He said he could make some cold pills...

"No, they didn't sell drugs on any other land. He said he didn't want to do anything to make money out of fame."

On the other hand, the mystery deepened, reassuring the customer's words.

If you didn't have to make money out of fame, why are you faking it?

I thought you were trying to make money selling pills. I mean, nothing else.

I don't know why, but that's disgusting.

"Dear Azsa, that means the witch on the plateau walked down the street to the north two weeks ago. If you're staying anywhere, you may not have gone that far."

"Thank you, Lycra. Then we can go after him."

It was helpful just to have some eye-catching of the search.

"You're going now."

That's where the clerk came in.

"If you like, come back and work here. 'Cause you'll get paid five times as much as a regular tavern."

That's no longer the amount of salary you get from a tavern clerk...

We first went out into the suburbs, where we had Lycra become a dragon and went to a town about a hundred kilometers north. By the way, I don't have a unit of kilos in this world, but I still have a habit of converting them in kilos in my brain. In this world, it is difficult to understand that the units may vary slightly from region to region.

If it's a hundred kilometers (very common unlike me or Lycra), it's more or less a walking distance of three or four days. I thought if I stayed two or three more days in a town on the way, it would just be around here.

I start asking the green fruit shop near the town square. The fake would want something noticeable, so they should come around the square.

"The highland witch? Oh, you were there until two days ago. But it wasn't what I thought."

That's what the aunt at the store said.

We're getting pretty close! What do you mean, it's just not what I thought it would be?

"I heard rumors of the wind that witches are even prettier girls. But it wasn't that kind of genre at all."

"Hey, not so much...... I'm not so careful about beauty or anything. Maybe the climate is good."

"Why are you so happy? Oh, but you're a beautiful girl too."

"Auntie, your apple and orange please"

This place has to contribute to store sales. You gave me good information, so this is natural, right?

"Dear Azsa... Could you please buy it for me?

"It's okay, because if it's fruit, it can be eaten in large quantities."

Lined up apples and oranges at the inn. I regretted it a bit.

"When you travel, you can't cook, and you get a little tired of this..."

"Dear Azsa, you're actually weak when you're deceived."

Lycra was out there, but she was laughing pleasantly soon to dull again.

"But that's what I'm happy to see."

"In my previous life, I died of overwork before I was recognized... I'm avoiding things that make me too great, but then, I'd love to be complimented. There's nothing nasty about it."

"Right. Dear Azsa, like this, I really admire you as a disciple for having nowhere to hide. You might call it the ideal way to live."

That's a good thing. Speaking of which, Lycra and I have never traveled alone before. If I had been on a wandering journey, would I have gone on living like this forever?

"Okay, well, I'll reward Lycra with this"

I offered an apple.

"I'm getting tired of it. I like meat......"