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

The next day we headed to the temple where the Pine Spirit Miss Gianti was worshipped.

The path to the temple was still better lonely among the villages of Tajin. Relatively many shops are open. Even so, I seem to be folding up the store for about half of it.

"Apparently, it's a store selling souvenirs. You used to have visitors there."

Harkara is like a merchant and sensitive to things around it.

"Nevertheless, I find it hard to think about the sudden unpopularity of the Spirit's faith or something, why am I lonely?

Unlike theme parks, where temples, shrines and religious establishments are tourist destinations, there was an image of a long breath.

"Actually, it seems like a street used to pass through this village of Tagin a long time ago. But about seventy years ago a new street was created that did not pass through the village of Tajin, and it seems that the number of worshippers was to be reduced. Neglect must have accelerated from there."

"I see... That would have been a big blow..."

If the street goes by, many people will stay there overnight or then see the neighborhood's tourist destinations, but only people will come with the strong purpose of going to that village so much outside the street in the first place.

"It's just a shiitake souvenir. Nobody buys wooden swords these days."

Flattorte was hissing one of the shops that was opening. It's mixed with weird folk art and stuff and has a wooden sword. Is it the occasional wood-knife feeling in a Japanese souvenir shop......

Meanwhile, Mr. Natalie was silent all the time. My face is dark, too. You mean you don't expect anything?

"Um, Natalie, maybe you can't smile, but at that rate, happiness runs away even more... I guess I should feel like having fun..."

"I'm sorry...... I haven't been able to recover from the shock because I might have had a nice meeting or even thought about it a little beforehand..."

"That's what happens when it gets so bad..."

The truth is, Natalie was planning on attending a wedding event by now. Can't you tell me to get well?

"Ah, I see the Temple of Miss Gianti... At best, I'll pray you can get married. One in a million chances it might work..."

You don't believe me at all. So, at a time when I have to have a wedding party, my trust as a spiritual beneficial to my marriage is also gutted?

The temple itself, with all due respect, was so extravagant that it did not look good in this village.

Exactly the palace of White Asia. One column and one sculpture that appears to be a pine tree. Other containers with water to clean his hands, lighting like chandeliers, and everything else cost him money.

"Oh, you were making money. Wouldn't it be flashy if I did? It's like a pearl dragon house."

Flattorte shared his thoughts. Is a race called Pearl Dragon such a mould?

But the Dragon had a collection habit of gold and silver treasures, and the Red Dragon Lycra was quite rich. The Flattortes. Maybe the Blue Dragon is the exception as a dragon.

Behind the temple sat the statue of the Pine Spirit Miss Gianti. For a spiritual good fortune, it is a statue of a woman with a stern face.

However, no one seemed to be praying indifferently, and it was cancer.

"Exactly, this kind of place is called 'Good Friday Prayer, Good Friday Prayer!'" People who make more than eight million gold a year, come! '' Hope you get results at your next wedding party! '"I want to put back more than with my ex-girlfriend and keep goaling in!' I thought it was something full of people like that."

"The number of people coming to the temple must be dropping dramatically, too. That's why. I guess there's nothing the spirits can do about the bad ground."

Harkara said without much emotion.

"You're not popular either. So, after all, it doesn't even work... Then the idle birds will also ring...... Hehe..."

Mr. Natalie finally laughed, but he laughed bitterly. It's a way of laughing at people who give up a lot......

"Cheer up, Mr. Natalie"

"When you're in this village, you're going to be deprived of your energy instead, and let's go home together. I wasn't talking about the extra wedding party...... Apologies as guild clerk......"

"Fair enough...... Look, it looks like there's a pine garden behind the temple, so why don't you take a tour?"

Anyway, it's an operation to move Mr. Natalie and distract her. If you make it stop still, there is a risk that it will get darker and darker.

"Is it pine? Can't we collect mushrooms growing under the pines?

Harkara's interest seems to be in mushrooms more than pines, but you can't think normally. It belongs to the temple.

"Pine. I can only imagine throwing pine cones all over the Blue Dragon."

I think the Blue Dragon should make the whole race a little more quiet.

Still, I brought everyone to the pine garden.

There are all kinds of pines planted, though - plain.

There are all kinds of shades of flowers blooming, or something like that. There's a lot of things about being tall when you do it, or branches stretching out on the ground rinsing the other way around, but the shades are more or less the same.

"It's boring. No one's walking on that evidence."

Frattorte's words were objective facts, at least in the second half. The worshippers don't seem to get this far either.

"I don't know, every pine is not healthy. Is it lifespan?"

Harkara had an elf-like focus.

"At this rate, you might be pretty dry in thirty years. It's a waste to collect a lot of pines."

"Pine may also be less tense, knowing that the village is fading."

I'm glad this didn't happen to Frata Village. It is not numbing to see a village on its way to doom.

"Yep...... Low tension..."

- And I heard voices from somewhere.

There was a woman in front of a large pine at one time.

I thought you looked familiar somewhere in your outfit.

Oh, it's the Spirit. There were so many loosely dressed spirits during the World Spirit Conference!