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

Where is it? I heard that word recently...

The only case I've heard from people is that I'm undead these days because I can't possibly come up with a topic like that that. But no one in my family is interested in the undead. Even in the village of Frata, I don't think we were talking about that.

When it's a place that's not a house or a village of Frata, it's going to be pretty limited......... oh, I remember!

"It's time to find a fake! There was a strange obsession about the undead!

I don't even remember seeing your face clearly, but that's all I have.

"Isn't that just an undead geek...?

Thank you, Belzebub, you look like a bunny.

"There's no such thing as an undead geek. Assuming that's the case, if that's how obsessed you are with the undead, you might know where they are."

The next day, we headed to a settlement where there was someone who was somewhat referring to the undead.

First, we started listening. I wish I could have remembered your face...... I think it was a woman.

First I go to someone who looks like the village chief in the settlement.

"No way. Such a horrible thing isn't in such an idyllic settlement. The sheep just caught a cold and it's news."

That's what the village chief says about swallowing. Hmm, hassle at first?

"Don't guide me. It's a small settlement. Ask them all and they'll find out."

That's what Belzebub told me, and I listened. There is indeed only a level of population that can be asked by all.

We asked about the undead every time we found people.

But - I did it from morning to noon, and it didn't work out.

"Undead?" I've never seen a rotten child. "

That's crazy. Did I get the wrong settlement? But it's like I found a fake, so it doesn't seem wrong...

"Hey, isn't that empty at all"

I was seen by Belzebub with my jit eyes. That's not all. Fatra is sighing tirelessly, and Mr. Bussler is slapping him on the leg deliberately. I helped you out on purpose, and you're making me look like a war criminal!

"You can't help it...... Sometimes..."

and an aunt went through there with a slightly ripe, rather overripe apple in her basket.

Do you even smell rotten, so much so that you want a fly?

Hi, I'm curious.

"Excuse me. Can't you eat that anymore? There's also the theory that rotting is the best."

"Oh, I'll give this to Ponderi, the graveyard guard."

"Graveyard guard...? Excuse me, would you like to tell me more about that mysterious Term?

"Graveyard guard is half a joke. I mean, you mean the grave guard. Look, there's a cemetery in the settlement on the hill, and Ponderi's been doing the cemetery there for five years."

Behind me Belzebub was taking notes at high speed.

"She's got a strong stomach, so she says she can eat anything that's about to rot, so she takes it a lot."

"I see. Can I follow you there?

We head to the joint cemetery on the hill. On the road, according to what my aunt told me,

"Ponderi has been fluttering for five years now. You offered to do a graveyard guard, didn't you? It's nothing like a royal tomb where treasure sleeps, so I told him no one was going to vandalize him, 'No, let me protect you! I don't want my salary so bad! Tell me."

Have you been demanding a salary from the other side? You're such a thick kid......

"He doesn't seem like a bad kid, and that means he's got a grave guard under the name of a graveyard guard. She's protecting the tomb with her professional eyes."

What a craftsman... Did the amateur ever find a tombstone stain that he doesn't know about and clean it right away, or if the crow can provide a way not to lean on it?

Besides, I'm curious about the name Graveyard Guard...

In the memory of my previous life, it was like there were people named home guards...

Eventually I got to the top of the hill. There is a small management cabin at the entrance.

"Ponderi lives over there."

You'll be suspicious if you push them all together here.

"Kohon, actually, this Varnia likes to go around the cemetery... see, you say Hakamylar. It's my hobby to go to a celebrity's grave, so I'm going over to the cemetery for a bit!

"What, the graves aren't as interesting as the lizard's tip - muggle!

My sister Fartra shut her mouth. Good job.

"Not really, I don't think there's a famous man's grave. Only about the graves of those who won the orange fast food competition. It's an orange shaped tombstone."

Well, it's worth it at first glance. Let's really see.

"Oh, really! There's an orange one! And it's not relief, isn't it totally 3D! It's an orange stone statue!

Varnia got the most tense and ran that way. You, after all, you're interested!

Vernia, who has really gone over to the graveyard, left us alone and we decided to go away a little and check on a kid named Ponderi. It will come out when I meet my aunt.

"Azsa, do you think it's undead?

"I guess it's Cro. 'Cause the undead is the type that never gets old, right? Doesn't that mean you're going to be epileptic about where you live? If you're not old enough to look much younger, you're going to get suspicious."

And then the door rattled open and the girl in the pyjamas came out. He looks like a cat beast man because he has cat ears and tails growing.

"Ponderi, I brought you some rotten fruit."

"Huh-uh, thank you. I'm sorry, I reversed day and night, and now, I'm up. Play games all night..."

"It's really always irregular. You have to eat properly."

"It's okay. Because I eat when I think you're hungry and I eat when I want to sleep. I'm naturally loyal."

This statement, for sure. I don't know if it's undead, but it's definitely Neat...

And, you know, this is what it says in your pajamas. "If I work, I'll be a magic stone".

I'm sure that means I won't work until I'm dead...