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

"Ha ha, how was the singing of this ruin of ours?

Oh, Scifanoia's MC started, making it hard to go home...

"It was the first time I came to Frata Village on tour, but I feel your enthusiasm!

No, no, no, no, no, no one even applauded me after the first song!

"It's a region, and the songs we do this time are made up of famous places. Next up is our signature song," The Grey Dream "!

Sounds representative, but naturally I've never even heard of it!

"Let's do black and white. Whoa, whoa, whoa! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! If I add it up, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! If I add more black, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh!

The lyrics are cluttered. I want some more messaging.

Flattorte keeps her arm wrapped up and nods from time to time.

"Oh, how convoluted you are. You know, trying to beat the crap out of your customers."

"Sorry, I don't know one thing"

"Look, the climb system has somewhere to put lute more centered than singing, but especially the Death system makes a noise that makes your ears squeeze, right? And the solitary system, as its name suggests, tends to sing solitude, and the convoluted system is in the mood for a live performance that unites with its guests"

The impression that they talk all the time about the spells of a magic system I don't know.

I got a little bit of lycra on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Halkara's ill, so I'm out. And Rosalie's not interested, so she's out."

"Oh, yeah, go ahead..."

"My heel in my shoes is itchy and I'm not going to wear it, so I'm leaving," Halkara said. It's hard not to get itchy, but it's not even a pseudo disease.

Instead, I should have mentioned I was going home from here... It's a little hard to say that I'm going home, too. Flattorte's listening.

In the meantime, the second song is over.

"Oops, looks like our power keeps us from leaving because we're out of acid!

It's out in the open, so there won't be any acid shortages... It's not a live house...... And this guy, he's a one-person, he's been my friend for a long time...

"The third song will also do" Moon De Drowning Real "which involves the venue of Wang Du in a vortex of fanaticism!

That's what I said, I started adjusting the strings. They're going to take a little while.

Something bothered me, so I asked Flattorte in this gap.

Instead, only me and Flattorte have customers anymore.

"Is Wang Du thriving with this kind of music?

"Well, maybe thirty people are mobilizing about Scifanoia."

"Also a subtle number..."

Not that anyone's heard at all, but I can't even say a lot.

"I think about fifteen out of thirty are bards of their peers,"

They make up half of it!

"Of course, I don't think Scifanoia eats part-time because people like this don't eat food."

It's the bandman himself who can't sell...... But I think you should give up because it's too much to sell if it's that mobilization.

"Rather, I know such a maniacal bard. Who are you...?

"No, I'm pretty sure these fans are on a national scale. Most of them live in Wangdu, though. Because many bards only work in Wangdu or so."

"Does knowing Scifanoia in that mean this guy is better?

"It's underneath. There are as many more powerful bards as there are. You have a world view, and you lack originality."

Flattorte cut it off lightly.

"Then why is Flattorte listening? You're not that good, are you?

Flattorte laughed a little bitterly. Apparently, it was a frequently asked question.

"I'm not asking because I'm good or because I'm bad. I'm a bard, so I'm gonna ask you everything for now. That's what bard fans are all about."

That's what the type of person in the swamp said.

I've never been a fan of bees like that, so I'm not sure.

"Instead, if you're cotty or bad, wow, you're cotty, you're bad, you're tense enough."

"Don't wonder what that's like..."

I remember people live on the streets at night in my livestock days. There were people who played bounce all the time with only one or two people listening......

That's not very much, but it's the air that you can't stop and listen to, so you've always been bare sideways, but yeah, there are people out there who listen closely to people like that. That's what Flattorte is all about.

Well, it sounds like Flattorte's listening, and I think I'll let you excuse me here, too. It's painful that this air lasts forever, and I'm not very interested.

- And I saw eye to eye with the bard with his face up.

"I'm grateful to have so many followers of my own in such a country! Two... I didn't know you had 2,000 followers!

You've turned the unit into a "thousand"!

I mean, you know, I'm totally recognized as a guest too... Hard to leave!

"I can hear you cheering like a scream!

You're the only one talking!

"I'm going four songs in a row from here!

Whoa! Time to go home is getting harder!

"Come on, follow us unbeaten!

Rather, I'm not following you!

After that, the song continued using the method of playing Flattorte Ikulute's Speed Play, but generally the lyrics are just screaming so I'm already not sure which one. How many songs now......

"The clown is ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh good for the night, laughing! Uh-oh!

I was poking around but the side playing seemed pretty tough and I was sweating and exhausted.

"Ha-ha-ha... you're following me well... Here is a description of the sale of goods…. The original towel of Scifanoia, a thousand gold pieces...... I smoke a lot of water, so even when I sweat like this, it's convenient..."

It's time for some publicity. By the way, the towel belonged to a cute rabbit pattern and was suddenly fancy. I'd rather have a towel.

But I totally lost track of the time to go home. But I guess it's time for the concert to end.

"So... next is the last song..." Necromancy "... Ugh, my body..."

The bard fell as it was.

Because the title is "Necromancy," I guess it makes a performance like a fallen corpse will be resurrected. You're gonna do what you got in your hand.

…………

I'm standing for twenty seconds, but I'm not responding. If it was a TV or a radio, it would be a broadcast accident.

............... is that it?

Isn't this seriously falling!?