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

"Yo! Ha! Go!"

"Ha! Here! Eh!"

Mr. Bussler and Lycra were working together in front of the plateau house today. It's like this hanging voice between the two of us. I'm not having a festival or a cake.

Mr. Bussler wants Lycra to go with him to practice. Sounds like a grand sumo arch.

Each other, roll out punches and kicks and prevent it. Not too bad as a martial arts. Me and Flattorte, and Sandra were touring.

"Yeah. Fair enough. But sweet. If you're this Flattorter, you'll attack with your tail there."

No, because Lycra, unlike Flattorte, has no tail......

"I knew animals were savage. Plants are peaceful. I don't hold my sword or set it on fire."

Let Sandra stop discriminating against animals, too. I don't like it if plants come at me with swords in their arms or light houses.

"Okay, I'll go. Bussler Stream Slime Fist Deep Righteous! Lower Strong Kick!

As Mr. Bussler crouches, he rolls out a kick under Lycra's feet. But isn't it plain when it comes to Mistress...?

"Wow! I ate it!

You can't even dodge Lycra in time and damage your legs! A further imbalance from the attack on my leg makes my body flutter.

"Here, even lower strong kick!

"Ah! Where I'm floating, here I am again!

Where Lycra is about to float to the ground, another lower strong kick enters, and Lycra's body rises.

And where I can't defend myself, there's another lower strong kick in!

"What do you say! You can attack your opponent semi-permanently by connecting an attack that keeps you out of balance even more where your opponent is out of balance! This is Bussler Stream Slime Fist Deep Righteous! Lower strong kick repeat!

"This is a kind of shark move!?

It's so secluded!

But I can certainly attack that lycra all the time, so does that work pretty well!

"The Bussler one, you're only thorough about winning battles. After all, she is a woman who has lived with her fists."

Flattorte looked positively at it for the price. Well, the profession is martial arts.

"There's going to be a big martial arts tournament soon! We need to be stronger in order to win there and get 30 million gold!

You don't have to bother talking about the prize money there!

"Note that the entry fee will be five thousand gold"

You don't have to say more charges like that!

But Lycra is not just a little girl either. No, I'm not just a little girl at the point where I'm making arrangements.

He regained his posture one by one, even though he was framed - throwing flames out of his mouth.

This is the pinnacle of the Red Dragon. Lycra can use flames even when she looks human.

"Wow! Flames are against the rules!

In the wake of this flame, Mr. Bussler rolled down the plateau to extinguish the bulk and the fire. And then Sandra said, "Flame! Scary, scary!" and hid on the ground. They say fire is horrible because it's a plant.

"Uh, are you okay? I don't think it's as flaming as that."

"Yes, about this, I thought the fire would go out soon..."

Mr. Bussler answers as he rolls too.

I can also use healing magic, but it doesn't seem to be enough to use that stuff.

Each other, they'll be quite hands-on, and they'll know how to handle it.

But all of a sudden, the anomaly happened.

As he was rolling, Mr. Bussler's body appeared to have bent in a slightly weird direction.

Gucci! The sound reached my ear as well. The plateau isn't flat, so did it hurt anywhere?

Then, at the next moment, Mr. Bussler's appearance turned into a slime.

There appeared slimes that were emerald green in color, about a turn larger than normal individuals.

"Shit...... I bent my body in a weird direction... and I looked like a slime..."

Slime spoke, so this slime is still Mr. Bussler.

So again I remembered that Mr. Bussler was only slime.

The name Bussler also comes from the abbreviation martial artist Slime, Wusula.

"Hey, it's been a while since I've been back in the slime. So, will you look like a person - that?

The emerald green slime body hasn't moved at all, but there seems to be some sort of grit in Mr. Bussler.

"That? That...... Oh, did it hurt or did this hurt... Have you done your hips..."

I don't know what that slime looks like, but he's hurting something.

"I'm in trouble...... It's going to be a martial arts tournament soon...... I can't go back to being a human because I hurt my back...... What shall we do...... This will take about two weeks to fully heal...... The martial arts tournament is in five days..."

"Transforming into a person has something to do with that kind of body element."

I approach Mr. Bussler in slime.

"It's hard...... Failure to compete in martial arts competitions will result in a significant reduction in annual revenues this year...... We need to avoid all that..."

"No, I regret not being able to attend more games there, or comment on that kind of system!

Sportsman (?) openly raises the topic of annual earnings too much!

"I'm sorry. It's my flame..."

Lycra seems to feel responsible, too, and she's soggy. Well, naturally Lycra is the only one who has nothing to do with it because of the injuries that have happened during practice, but she'll care if it's boxing or it's prowless, the side that has caused them a huge injury.

"No...... it's my problem with misrotating...... If you're a martial artist, you can get hurt."

Mr. Bussler is also made of people there.

"But like Bussler said, it's a waste of money not being able to make it to a big tournament."

"No, it's not me who loses a little there"

Mr Bussler's slime said.

"I'm going hard!

"Does that mean you get hurt. But you're going to look like a person...?

"No, I'm going to compete looking like a slime!

"" Yeah, yeah!