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

The village of Boogaby was an inland one, detached from the streets and so on, with all the conditions that seemed to be lonely, but many of the buildings were large in size.

I guess that means they used to flourish in the mines. The number of taverns is high, so I guess that's what people who worked in the mines were playing at. I guess it used to be the size of what we should call a "town", not a village.

Such a Boogaby village was crawling with adventurers.

The village is filled with adventurers.

"Welcome adventurer!" The flag may be flickered. He seems desperate to rebuild in the dungeon.

Head to the guild that is doing the reception.

The sign says "Boogaby Guild and Tourist Information Center".

When I went inside, the lady at the staff glanced at me so much that I looked at this one. It seems oddly expected......

"Yes, this is a list of parties diving into underground ruins..."

Submit the list with a little nervousness. Diving into a dungeon without submitting this invalidates records, etc.

"Yes! I did receive it! So this is a coupon you can use when shopping in the village!

"Oh, thank you."

"And this is a tourist map! Five hundred year old fortifications are built in a valley a little further away, so take a look! Because this district also has splendid bunk waterfalls! And now I'm spreading a dish called Garrett with Soba powder, and you can eat the original Garrett in the store marked with this!

Something tells me more about tourism!?

"And the carriage is free for half an hour, so I was hoping you could use it too! Uh, and has the inn been decided? I have a list here."

"Wait, wait! Because we are adventurers, not tourists!?

Hi, are there any discrepancies between these thoughts and those on the village side?

"Oh, right...... I know..."

The receptionist sighed slightly discouraged.

"But the village of Boogaby was also steadily depopulated...... There's no industry in the first place, so people are becoming unable to live. So, at least try to get a little more vibrant by focusing on sightseeing..."

How vivid.

"Ma'am, if we can clear the basement ruins and the dots, we should just do some sightseeing in our spare time. It's part of the business this time, so don't even use the rest of the day."

It seems that Belzebub has the idea of finally touring on a business trip.

"Flattorte is unemployed, so you can play as much as you want!

"Why are you so good at being unemployed?"

Lycra seems to feel ashamed there.

"Unemployed means there's still endless possibilities. It's colorless, so it can be any color!

Something about being unemployed and colorless, sounds like I meant to say something good.

I don't know about that. On the other hand, I might as well have lived with about this obvious mind.

At least, I've seen the news in previous lives of people who committed suicide because of overwork or because they failed to stay alive, so I wonder if that would be a better attitude to complain about being unemployed. It's important to be alive first.

"Ah, your party, your profession section is pretty... that, personalized, are you okay...? Compared to those lined with warriors, wizards and monks, they are quite different colors..."

They also noticed the receptionist.

"It's okay. We'll figure it out."

I didn't usually care, Flattorte, but now, it's so stupid... Should I educate you......

"By the way, this agriculture minister is a joke...?

"It's not true. If I write a lie, it's a liability issue."

I do think if the agriculture minister wrote "hypermedia creator (laughs)" or something on his job history, he'd be fired. I guess we should fill in the truth about these places.

"Wow, I get it...... Now please use the map up to the twentieth basement floor as it is distributed here. Monsters that use poison will also appear, so be careful."

"By the way, what floor underground is your highest record so far?

Lycra asked. A decent lycra looks like a party conscience.

"It's the thirty-third basement. It was originally a mine, so the basement was pretty deep. So the shallow hierarchy almost just goes down. I think it will be a full-scale battle from about eight floors underground. From the thirty-fourth basement, bring something to prove it."

"That's a possible story. And I'd like to confirm one more thing."

I said it after Lycra glanced at Flattorte somehow.

"If there's anything in the dungeon that you shouldn't destroy, etc., can you tell me?

Damn, I'm on guard that Flattorte will be rampaged...

"Uh... please stop destroying the guidance diagrams and signs in the basement..."

"You mean you can break it otherwise?

In Flattorte's words, the receptionist gradually started to suck. My face is turning blue.

"... there is no problem because holes or broken walls are force majeure during battle"

"All right! We're going to carve Lady Flattorte's work into the dungeon!

"Um, come back when it's dangerous, right? Turn back before you think you're dying, right? Because when there are not many dead people, the image goes down..."

Oh, come on, you're recognized as the type of adventurer who dies of impotence. It's true. Guys who feel like they're licking like this usually get a terrible look at them.

But I think that's really, really okay.

"Don't worry, I'll make the right decision"

Put your hands on your chest. I said.

"Yes, thank you very much, Mr. Azzardo of the Dragon"

They think it's a dragon! For one thing, the disguise was a success.

We quickly entered the Boogaby Underground Ruins.

The entrance also says, "Welcome! I was wondering if there was a" letter... "