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

It should be noted that the Leviathan sisters were most pleased to hear that the two dragons would have a cleaning showdown. You think you'll have less work. He seemed happier than Belzebub himself.

"Well, cleaning isn't a bad thing, and you can do as many cleaning showdowns as you want,"

It's basically a good deed, so there's no reason to stop it if you're going to do it to such an extent that you don't work too much.

"Well, the referee..."

I turned my gaze toward the ceiling. There's a rosary floating around there.

"Rosalie, please. We don't really want to go upstairs and upstairs..."

"Got it! No matter how much dust you have, there's no health hazard to ghosts!

Rosalie is very helpful at times like this.

This is how the dragon cleaning showdown began.

Lycra started cleaning upstairs and Flattorte towards the third floor.

The other members wait in the dining room on the first floor.

"Speaking of which, the garden is actually grassy, or the trees are. I'm not taking care of it at all..."

"You, you have enough to spare the mansion!

The treasure is rotten or something......

You don't need a mansion to live alone......

"But it's not a good idea to just let Lycra and Flattorte do it, and we'll take care of the garden or so"

"If it's about plants, I'm familiar with them."

I slapped Harkara in the chest in such a way as to leave it to me too. Because of that, my chest wobbled. You're so proud!

"It is. I don't know if you want to move your body."

My two daughters simply seem to look forward to going out into the garden and are softening. The trauma in the white dust room also seems to have disappeared.

"All right! Let's start the Mansion Comfort Project!

- So, it's sundown.

"It's too wide. Rather, it's too deep..."

Our garden cleaning unit was frustrated right at the entrance to the garden.

It's all the trees with the lizards that grow, and this guy's got deep roots all the time. There were even dozens of metres stretched inside, which was a garden or an authentic forest.

Besides, trees and grass were surprisingly filling gaps, and even stepping into the woods was a difficult condition. Shall I call it a forest wall?

Halkara was already lying on her back and falling down.

"This is beyond the control of the elves...... Forest quality is too different. Even if the elves get closer, it's a payback..."

"You've never been in this garden since you became my Minister of Agriculture... Before that.

I don't know if they left me here for at least five hundred years... "

Belzebub, the owner, said as well.

"That's not the garden. It's just nature..."

You're growing up fast with no artificial influence.

Stick your body between the trees, and I'll go in. Even beyond that, various grasses are growing at will.

I try to pull the grass around it appropriately once in a while. It's the power of my level MAX, so if it's about grass, it can get out of the roots.

"Because there are so many rare plants, as a witch, I'm curious ~"

Plants in this area have thick roots and may be used as medicines.

Try to pull the grass out of one end. They're all the kind I've never seen in the woods near the plateau. I wonder if it would be a bad idea to go through here for the purpose of collecting ingredients for the dispensation. Come on, come on.

"No, don't pull it out!

Suddenly, I heard a strange voice and I stopped.

"That, Halkara, screamed something...?

I turn my face to everyone.

"I'm just being neat from earlier..."

So, what's your voice now? It's like I heard it from the ground......

I pointed my gaze at the ground, but for some reason there were traces of moles crawling near the ground.

"Did you even bother the demons in the basement...? I'm not sure."

Rather than that, do you want to go see the results of the confrontation between the dragons?

First upstairs.

"It's the result of my hard work..."

The second floor where Lycra was in charge was so shiny that the second room seemed to be available now. The result is a good understanding of what Lycra does on a daily basis.

In contrast, the third floor.

"Master Flattorte's victory! The difference is obvious to whoever sees it!

Yeah, the difference is obvious no matter who sees it...... Flattorte had cleaned most of the third floor, but everything was fine. The corners of the room are soon swept round, leaving dust all over them. I can see the white line in the corner of the hallway too, so I only cared about the center and you ignored the interwall......

But it is also true that the surface area alone is the overwhelming victory of Flattorte.

"Atashi, I was refereeing, but fulfill, which victory should I declare...?

Rosalie was too different in quality and seemed troubled.

"Right...... The referee has decided..."

The problem is they both look confident of winning.

"My win won't waver, will it? Because it's beautiful."

"It's a triple score on the surface area of the flatlete! All we have to say is that any 800 referee wins the Flattorte!

Shit...... We should have set the winning conditions in more detail......

"Uh... the winner... hi, it's a draw! Make up your mind you didn't!

Rosalie broke through the wall like a ghost and walked away from it. Disappear from the spot. In a way, it was a ghostly way to deal with it.

After that, it was clear that Lycra and Flattorte had been arguing for a long time, but let's not say that Belzebub's mansion was a little cleaner.

"If you clean it, it's going to work."

"I'm saying it like some other HR, but manage it as a landlord. Occasionally, you can hire people."

"It is. In the future, we will work to improve the mansion..."

I don't know when this mansion will regain its brilliance from previous years, but let me stay then.

"Next time, work on beautifying Farfa and Sharsha enough to stay!

"I was tempted for some reason!?

My two daughters also said, "Wow! Enjoy your stay!" "Accommodation experiences are also positive for personality formation," he said.

If it's for Farfa and Sharsha, Belzebub is going to be serious, and seriously, it could be at a level where one dust hasn't fallen in a short time...