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

"I'm a fake! I'm sorry -!

"I bent my hips, you mean my uncle!

I put another scratch on the fake clean reaction.

"What, is it fake?" "It's not a pretty girl." "I thought it was undead." "You, you're too obsessed with undead to be creepy."

The audience also dissolved. I wonder if this is okay. Well, since the fake is the old lady, is it cruel to pursue too much? You don't seem to be profiting from fraud on this land.

But we're not disbanded yet. Instead, this is the real deal.

Lycra slowly came before the fake.

"I am Lycra, a disciple of the witch Azsa of the plateau. I was looking for it because it means I have a fake teacher. Why did you lie to me like this?

"My back hurts."

You've come to talk blatantly!

"That's crazy. Earlier, when I was an uncle, my back was stretched well."

Detective Lycra...... Lycra will interrogate you thoroughly.

You thought it was inevitable, the fake became a posture of putting on. Lycra was right in her reasoning.

"I want you to forgive me..."

The voice can only be heard young by chance. Well, you won't be able to travel with a bumpy body.

"Then you have to answer this question. Why, did you set it up for the old man? The highland witches are supposed to be known for their younger settings."

"That's... in Nori because I didn't know so much about it... And then after I started doing it, I learned that witches on the plateau were young..."

"Miscellaneous for you to fake!

That's the impression I had when I was explaining it to the audience, but people who do this kind of thing are more unplanned or something...

"Now my question. Why did you name the highland witch? And without selling the product. Then there will be no profit in deceiving your name."

Yeah, that bothered me, too.

If you don't have a lucrative element, the risk of doing a fake is all the more noticeable. Though I might not have assumed that the witch apprentice of the plateau would come this way.

Note that I don't say I'm a highland witch. Go the stream. When I become famous, it's because I fall over.

"Clearly, that's the biggest question. If you don't listen there, I'm not convinced."

After all, I want to know the killer's motive. In the case of such cases, there is no such thing as a cut-off, so there are no cases where there is no motive.

So, if the reason is reasonable, we can also be careful not to get a second third fake coming out. Or, for tearful reasons, there may be room for circumstantial exaggeration against this fake.

"Uh... you know... you know, a common one..."

I'm trying so hard to say.

Is this a dark circumstance, a certainty? At least I have sick parents in the area, so I need money... not like that. I didn't seem to make any money in the first place though.

"Let's be clear, we'll drop it at the volcanic crater from around the clouds."

Lycra threatened him with a real face.

"I say! I'll tell you!

All right, you finally know why. Let me hear it very carefully.

"Became the fake witch of the plateau..."

"" What happened? "" Me and Lycra mouth each other.

"Because I wanted to be cheated. Shh!!!

On the diagonal side of my imagination, or another dimension of the answer came, so I closed my eyes when I did.

Lycra doesn't seem to understand more, and she stands still, almost as if she didn't hear.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not sure what you're talking about, so can you let me hear more about it?

Did you consume a lot of energy to answer, slowly the old woman sits a girl on the spot. I want you to look younger if you are younger because this old man looks bad this way if you don't intervene.

"Um, I've been a witch for a long time too, but this is not how it gets public attention at all... so I named the witch on the plateau because I wanted to be cheated. However, when I sold a lot of pills and walked, I was going to have legs, so I set it to not sell because the pills lack strength."

"Don't try to roll it into smoke with joking content. I'm not that gentle, so I'm going to throw up a flame."

Sounds like a reason not to be a lycra.

"By and large, isn't it someone else, the witch of the plateau, who will be appreciated for it after all? Your body doesn't even know your name, so I can't get through!

"Lycra, wait, wait! That's true, but it's also true that there are people like this..."

I was pulling out memories from my previous life.

You had an undelivered person announcing a painting that someone else had painted as something they had painted... So, that's just plagiarism, too, but it doesn't mean anything like stealing for money, so it should have been so hard to punish.

I think that's probably what some people do in the world.

For example, there may be cases where you want to lie and look good when you are successful in someone close to you, but apart from that, there seems to be a desire to get praise from someone.

Look, when you go to the Mass Tavern, you have an uncle who talks about, "I actually know that minister," right? So, if you ask me carefully, the one you just ran into on the road. You think it's the one close to that one...

"I knew I wasn't sure. Doesn't that mean fake abilities don't grow at all? Still, even if the growth rate is slow, you might be able to be stronger if you work on your own. It's unreasonable. Isn't it over as a person?

"Lycra, this guy, I think it's time to cry, so let's stop arguing..."

I guess this is something that growth-oriented lycras don't understand......

"Shit, you show yourself..."

The old woman's figure turned into a young red-haired woman. Old lady standards say you're 50 or something. But you're young, but youthful in dimensions that anyone can think of as young.

"I'm doing a witch. I say eno...... I have the ability to immortalize, but don't fly without ringing for about 150 years... Even if it's fake now, I can hear the voice of evaluation, and the devil's sarcasm..."

One hundred and fifty years......

You can't deny the possibility that if you were so strong that you only wanted to be recognized alive, you'd be weird.

"At all, you don't have enough humility. My master, Master Azsa, is so strong that he doesn't look great at all. The difference in strength between you and this Azsa is in that attitude!

"That, is this man Azsa, the witch of the plateau?

I made a face that Lycra had gone away. So, I hope you don't look exactly like it.

"You can't help splitting it. This is the witch Azsa of the plateau!

"Show me some effort to delude you, Lycra!

There, you still had a chance to delude me!?