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

Boogaby, go into the underground ruins, first thoughts.

It's so cool.

Speaking of which, when I lived in Japan, I used to go to some abandoned pit facility, but even though it's thirty-five degrees outside in the middle of summer, I think it was about fifteen degrees inside the coal mine. Is the wind coming in from the basement, or is it a natural cooler?

Instead of being cool then, it was rather a piece of t-shirt so it was cold and tight, but it could be close to that one.

In fact, Lycra looked disgusted.

"This, is it so cold in the dungeon... This is not a very enjoyable development..."

"It's cool, it feels good! I already want to smash through walls and stuff depending on where I'm at!

For that matter, Flattorte is haunted, so the two dragons are plamai zero. Even similar species change the circumstances of their specialty.

And then we went into the Boogaby Underground Ruins, and the first thing we saw was...

Boogaby Mines

There have long been legends that the area can take silver, and it has been said that there have been small silver mines for about a thousand and five hundred years. It is said that it is now about four hundred and fifty years ago that a full-scale mine began to form there.

It was a library-like information board!

"Oh, the old mining tools are on display."

I was touring what Belzebub normally lined up in.

"No, this isn't what dungeons are for... Oh, when I look at the map, it's all the way to the basement upstairs..."

The map even had an indication of where the toilet was. It's a friendly design, but thanks, adventure doesn't give me the air.

Because it's a fantasy world, I just want it to feel a little bit more like it.

Actually, I've never done a full-scale dungeon offense, so I was a little interested.

Slow life on the plateau is good, but I thought it might be a good idea to be level 99 because of it, and occasionally battle-centered.

Suddenly it's the library... He did say from the eighth basement that it was a full-scale dungeon, and I don't know if I can help it.

But this library became an unexpected trap.

If Lycra does it, she will be extremely slow by watching the exhibit carefully.

"Hmm, it'll do you good. Will the pit dig like this? The Dwarves will struggle."

Lycra forgets it's cold and reads the panel of guidance without leaking word for word. He's too serious.

On the other hand, Flattorte kept going further and further "boring".

It's the one that happens in the museum I went on a social studies tour of middle school, this!

I keep local tomb age excavations and stuff, but mostly guys who aren't interested get through.

By the way, I pretended to be reading the information board and ended up in a worse condition than I might have been.

Belzebub follows discipline beside me like that. The guidance seems to be skipping the clutter. Thanks, that doesn't sound like much fun.

And there was a desk in front of the basement upstairs that said "stamp rally".

Anything, they get prizes when they collect all the stamps that are by the twentieth floor underground.

Belzebub pressed the stamp onto a piece of paper that was properly stamped.

I pressed and then sighed, ha...

"I wondered what kind of dungeon it was, but I'm not feeling well. I wonder if this Nori will last until the end..."

Belzebub is reasonably disappointed.

I know how that feels. I was also beginning to wonder if this was a mine.

"No, it could get harder from now on. Yeah, you don't mean like this. This is no big deal. I'm just making sure that even adventurers can enjoy it. Yeah, I'm sure, yeah!

At the end of the basement second floor, Flattorte was waiting.

"Master, I've been through this because I don't care about guidance"

"Aside from not seeing the exhibit, don't go too far ahead. Because it's only a party."

After that, Lycra finally came.

"Is this, is the exhibit's book for sale somewhere?

"How honorable are you!

And you just wouldn't be selling it in the dungeon.

After the third basement floor, the tourist guide to the village of Boogaby continued, so we just passed.

After that, it finally came to the end of the seventh basement floor as regional specialty introductions, corners of folk art, corners about regional festivals, and irrelevant commentary continued.

There are powerful monsters coming out of this bottom, so except for adventurers, it says caution with a ban on entry and a doc mark.

"Instead, the monsters didn't come out this far and the flatlutes were boring. From here on out, we'll do as much as we can for atrocities!

I'm concerned that the statement is monster side, not adventurer, but I know it's boring. This kid didn't see one of the exhibits...

"Excuse me, may I rest here for a moment..."

But Lycra, the other dragon, reluctantly raised her hand.

"Um, I'm tired of not even fighting yet...?

"I watched the exhibit carefully and my legs got tired..."

"That's the one that happens a lot in museums and stuff too!

Sometimes you look at exhibits for an hour or two without standing up, so it's pretty creepy on your feet. I know how that feels.

"At a time like this, I take a break from a coffee shop that's a real museum or something, but this place is a dungeon even if it rots."

No, there's a coffee shop over there.

"It's really a dungeon, here!?

Right next to the stairs, there was really a shop named 'Coffee Wrap'.

Looks like he forced wood into a wide pit and turned it into a building.

"Uhm...... The dungeons here make adventurers cry in the opposite sense. This is the end of being allowed to tour just about every local city..."

Again, Belzebub speaks of fear.

I've been twitching like that, too.