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

A few days later, an unfamiliar dragon race came to my house.

I asked Lycra later and she said this was Wyvern. We still don't know where the subtle differences between such species as Wyvern and Drake are determined.

Is it like there is no strict distinction between taka and eagle, dolphin and whale and chachi?

So, of course Wyvern has no business and there's no way he's coming to this. The Wyvern brought an invitation from the Demon King.

Dear sister,

This is Provato Pecora Ariace, the Demon King.

I'll do the music festival next time, so come with me.

Less information! You're too tedious!

By the way, the second sheet of paper has a date. Also, they say the Fatra and Varnia sisters will take them. As long as the national guest treatment is the role of the Demon King's sister, will it last forever?

By the way, from then on, Kuk was doing his best to write new songs and practice. I'm so sorry to get into the room so easily. The former vacant room was completely transformed into a studio.

"Kuk, you're getting pretty good. Again, because if you don't do your best, you won't gain strength. I'm sure he's becoming a mind to do all he can."

Frattorte said as he heard the sound of practice leaking from Kuk's room.

Me, Flattorte, it's tea time in Lycra. My two daughters weren't interested in just tea. Harkara is at work. I don't see Rosalie anywhere near you, but I guess she's somewhere.

"I'm an amateur, but I kind of see that that's improving"

Lycra loves people with self-drilling "Mr. Jikon". Anyway, Lycra herself has that personality.

"Kuk had just the patience to keep doing the same thing. If you deflect that patience in a slightly different direction, there has always been a possibility of stretching."

Flattorte speaks when it comes to music.

"There are ineffective efforts in the world and efforts that are more effective. Kuk was bad at that point. But you're getting better and better than you could fix there."

I think this word, not just music, applies in many areas.

There are people in the world who are too inefficient in their efforts or make too many meaningless efforts to waste.

In middle school, there were people in their classmates who were devoting themselves to taking their notebooks very carefully, but their grades weren't much better.

The purpose of the notebook is to make sure you don't forget what you heard in class. Nothing. I don't need to clean that up like a product. I've decided it's easier to understand than hard to understand, but it's what I wrote with my own hands, so you'll know more or less.

That classmate had the purpose of putting his notebook together nicely. If I slide that purpose to improve my grades, I think I've definitely grown.

"In that sense, you're the kind of person who doesn't have patience and doesn't last long."

Lycra stabbed Flattorte in the face.

"Hey, hey! What do you mean!

"Because you were challenging Sister Leila to battle when I remembered. More, shouldn't you have spent your time just to beat your sister?

"That's, because wouldn't it...? Isn't life a bad guy who only thinks about defeating certain people every day! So, yeah, that's just about as good as going to the earlobes when you think of it!

Something's a delicate topic that you can't, like you can head on...

It's always like, "Down with O-O! There's a problem with people saying" or something, "but don't go to earthquakes in the first place.

Nevertheless, I now wonder if the Red Dragon and the Blue Dragon are caused by some kind of love, rather like rival regions arguing with each other at athletic events.

Most importantly, it's a fight between dragons, so the scale is going to be weird, and some of the youngsters are going to crash with bees, so I guess it was a big problem.

"Mmm, don't stir me up today. All right, then which is the luckiest and the battle in today's horoscope!

"Fine. Take it and stand."

Too many peaceful confrontations.

We're good friends because it's the same dragon for some reason...

Maybe, Flattorte, the dragon named Leila, who was hanging on a little bit, got married, and she just shouldn't be pre-nuptial Nori even after marriage, so a little choice was about to move on to that sister Lycra.

When the person you were stuck with gets married, you can be suddenly alienated, right?

At that time, I think that just because I was there, it meant cleaning up the blue dragon side on the bump and going on now.

Also, I heard Lute from Kuk's room. It's not that loud, though, because there are so many quiet songs, unlike in the Scifanoia era. Hearing that sound, Flattorte's consciousness seems to have returned to you again.

"Again, that's it. Kuku also wants to build bronze statues in his hometown more than he did in the king's capital."

I think I've heard this expression, similar in the past. Apparently, it means "decorate your hometown with brocade".

"You say it will be especially true if you go out to Wang Du in the arts. If you don't become famous, you may find it hard to tell you've achieved a track record."

"Oh I've seen so many of those bards... I wonder how all the frog jumps and white thunder alsaces will be by now..."

After all, I don't know all the unique nouns of the bard.

"I can't believe not one in fifty people can build a bronze statue in their hometown. Ah... home..."

Well, I hear Flattorte remembered something. That, speaking of which, Flattorte, seems like I haven't been able to get back to my hometown in forever......

"Oh, yeah! I forgot there was no time to go home!

"Well, it's nice to remember. You can go home. - Can't you just say that?

At the time I lived here, I felt like I couldn't stay away from me because of the code.

"Yes...... Actually, it's like I want to go home, I don't want to go home... it's a subtle feeling..."

"What do you mean?

"Because we're going back home as a defeated dragon... with our surrounding gaze..."

Flattorte's gaze is completely down. Is that what you mean......