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

First landing in the village of Frata, the famous bard Scifanoia!

It will, Lute! Sobbing lute! And soul vocals!

Get drunk on the rolling live performance and its creative lyrical world!

* If you like, chip. Best wishes.

"What, this...?

It's not what I think of a bard......

Overall, what you're writing is a rock tone...

There's something wrong with the illustration on that sticker. It's a shocking painting with a giant lycanthrope-like presence glued to the rabbit.

"Hey, Rosalie, do you know this scifanoia bard?

"No, I think it's anonymous. Never heard of it at all."

It smells so loud. This is another weird guy doing it, so I guess I shouldn't get involved.

My body tells me to stop. I know this kind of thing intuitively because it's a body in trouble.

"You're not the same as the bard I know. I've hardly ever heard a flushing bard playing in a square or anything, because I used to go into a public hall or something like that when I went to a human town and listened to them play"

That actually feels like you're only listening to professional musicians.

"From Lycra's words, after all, it means that some of the bards of universal history are subtle. This is an indisputable hunch."

"Wow! What song is it? Farfa, I care!

"Sharsha, for once, I wanted to see it with these eyes"

Wow! My daughter's having a rough ride!

"Hey, both of you, there could be something more interesting...? Oh, shall we even go out to town today?

"Farfa, I want to see the bard"

"It says confidently, and I'm excited to try it out"

Goddamn it! Are we going somewhere else forcefully? But that's what you're doing to your daughter...

Flattorte has always been unresponsive while I'm grinding on a level that doesn't matter. That's about it, I thought you weren't interested, but things were a little different.

"Scifanoia? He's got a long breath, too. I might be a veteran when I say veteran."

"What, do you normally know!?

"Because Flattorte is a bard maniac. I think I know more than a thousand pairs."

There was a bee momentum here.

"I was aura out there saying that I was familiar with the bard. Atashi is starting to feel so embarrassed..."

I couldn't wait to see Rosalie, who I affirmed was anonymous. He looks like he wants to go in if he has a hole. It's a ghost, so I can go in and hide, even if it's not a hole, a wall or a stone wall.

"Some types go fine through towns and villages, others keep changing places in big cities and don't show their faces in sparsely populated towns and villages."

Chewing up Flattorte's description seems to mean that there are rock bands that do national tours and rock bands that only play live inside Tokyo.

"Scifanoia was the sloppy type of guy in the king's capital, but you finally started a national tour. I can't help but think that Rosalie doesn't know."

Let's treat critic Dr. Flattorte's opinion here as the right one.

If you're an artist like my family knows, isn't it useless to ask?

"All right, I'm gonna find that scifanoia bard."

"Yes!" "I got it"

Farfa and Sharsha quickly rushed into the village.

I saw someone with something like a lute in the square. But it feels like a lute or almost a guitar. It's slightly cool, and it looks like an electric guitar.

Long rabbit ears are growing. I wonder if that was a species of beast man named Almiraj. Usa ears stand out even from afar. That and a ball-shaped tail growing. Though, it's only close to a human girl in appearance, the aluminum large should have been quite a long life, too.

But the costume is aggressive overall. The skirt is pretty short, and he wears one with a lizard on his arm or neck.

Because it is a village with little entertainment, there were about thirty people gathered. They're just starting now.

And then the aluminum large rang a lute and sang away.

"Uh-oh, ruin, ruin, ruin! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! The sun, oh, oh, the moon, oh, oh, the dancing. Awwwwww! It's underworld in yellow springs in hell. - Uh-huh!

I heard about the first fifteen seconds and I was sure.

You weren't coming!

When I'm a guitar solo (I call it guitar now because it looks more like a guitar than a lute), it's kinda funny how my ears move back and forth when I'm headbanking, but I'm a little unsure about this kind of musicality......

I guess it's basically some sort of fierce shouting style. Lute sounds like he plays well, but his voice is loud. Instead, we should just play lute without putting vocals in......

"Grandma, my ear hurts." "Let's go home, Grandpa." "Dad, buy some butter candy." "Let's do some chess over there."

Oh, all the customers who were around disappear.

"Uh-huh! Scary!" "Let's go that way, sister"

Farfa cried out and Sharsha took him out...... After all, should I have stopped you as a mother......

Lycra, Halkara and Rosalee are also pompous. I guess the truth is that I don't know what kind of interpretation to give.

At the end of the first song, we only had about our family (the two of us, though we fell out). The remaining guests are also just about to return to the gap where the song broke.

But only Flattorte in it was arm-wrapped and listening in the face.

"Ma'am, that sounds like a Scifanoia song. The moment I hear the first five seconds, I know it's Scifanoia."

He's talking about something...

"You, the song now, you know?

"Master, Scifanoia is categorized as even more deathly of the emotional climb system among the ubiquitous bards. The song now is typical of the Death system. Nevertheless, Scifanoia is lonely among the Death descent. You're a lonely, nearby convoluter."

You've got too many subgenres!