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

We made our way to the venue.

The Civic Hall was free of charge and it was almost a dragon to be inside. Rather, isn't an audience that isn't Dragon about us?

Someone like the host showed up on stage. I guess that person is also a dragon because he has horns growing.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for waiting. Three hundred and seventy-four people left in the main race will be on stage now!

There's too many of them! Squeeze more in the qualifying phase!

The human-shaped dragon lined up on the stage, or it was flooded. Look, there's too many of them, so I can't get in already...

And you say you have a high rate of girls, or you only see girls. Are dragons stronger for girls?

"Then we will begin the first round of the main race. The first round of this competition is an artistic battle. I'll have a cool Dragon painting in half an hour now!

Still don't fight!

Well, why don't we do that in the qualifying round? It's weird that you're incorporating it into the main selection...

It's just that nobody's complaining at the venue, so they're not crazy. Pens and paper are distributed to everyone. Do you really want me to draw it?

"Master, doesn't this mean anything to you to see in the venue?

Frattorte's words were entirely true.

"Right...... You can't do anything with us... It's not even funny to be there for you..."

"Instead, you wanted to get disqualified by doing it earlier than planned because it's too plain for the main election?

"Flattorte, you've been talking to me for a while..."

Does that mean you're retarded again because you can't score on a paper test?

"It's getting sleepy because the venue is dark..."

Sandra fell asleep as she was. This makes me want to sleep, even if it's not Sandra. Farfa and Sharsha were also asleep.

And thirty minutes later, the first round of the main election was over, and even thirty minutes after that, the results came out.

"Only a hundred people can go to the second round of this contest to read it out now!

There's still too many of them!

However, there was a name for Lycra about the 67th person.

"That's amazing! Mr. Lycra, you're left in the top 100 dragons!

I hear Harkara was listening without going to sleep properly.

"Uhm...... It's a pleasure... but it's impossible to be the Dragon King at a time when the painting is bad..."

However, the next event was finally dragon-like.

"The second round of this race is a flight speed showdown!

This is dragon-like without complaining!

"There's a checkpoint at the top of Mount Zonderda in Mentrate, so get a taski there and come back to this venue! Only the top twenty can make it to the final!

I'm not sure if it's a short walk or a marathon at dragon speed, but still, Lycra's height of physical ability is finally tested.

Because of being squeezed by a hundred people, I saw only a few lycras before I left.

Good luck, Lycra. You can do it!

And Lycra left the venue, too.

But how long should I wait for this...

"Master, I think it'll probably take an hour, so you should go have lunch."

Flattorte taught me. They know the approximate time because it's a dragon.

"That's about as long as it takes... I mean, this, the elements you can enjoy as an audience, there's hardly any..."

"The Battle of the Dragon King is only a famous battle among the dragons. There may be a few interesting parts."

"So it's also free to enter the venue..."

Even walking outside, there were almost no non-dragon races...

And after we had a vegetable-centric lunch at the Forest Dragon restaurant, as if we were vegetarians, we came back to the venue.

But it's obviously more crowded differently than just now.

I'm glad you're back early, but it looks like you're even out on the lookout.

This is the next twenty, and I guess we're finally going into battle.

I can tell from the audience's enthusiasm about the area.

The venue is surrounded by anticipation.

And finally, a single dragon came into the venue. It must be a black dragon because the corners are glowing in pitch black and the hair is black.

It's only a form of person. Once, they come in as a form of person outside. It lacks force in that part, but it would be dangerous if it came back more and more in the size of a dragon.

Then one dragon after another comes in ahead.

After the tenth, he still doesn't look like Lycra.

"Oh! He didn't do much flying practice... You can't just specialize in combat! Wow, I'm restless!

Flattorte described it as a sprinkling all over her body.

That's why you were so serious about Lycra.

Fifteenth and sixteenth come in to keep standing.

And four more...... Lycra, come back...

Seventeenth. Also, she's a different girl from Lycra.

I pray hand in hand.

Please, Lycra! Come on, man!

Eighteenth. Now the corner is the corner dragon. Not Lycra again.

But right behind it...

A dragon girl I know best was following me in the grip of a taski.

Lycra, goal in on the nineteenth!

"I did it, my lord!

Flattorte hugged me. It must be because you can't stay or stand. I also embraced Flattorte and shared my joy.

"It's amazing, Mr. Lycra!

"Lycra's sister! You did it!

"Sister Lycra, you did it!

The families cheer too.

"Excellent. After this, I want you to strive for the top"

Sharsha is calm, but tense with proper sharsha.

Finally, it stayed until the twenty.

Come on, Lycra, this is where the training comes from.

The MC dragon comes out again.

"Finally, the semifinals are next. Twenty men, who have demonstrated brilliantly the characteristics of the dragon: their ability to fly, will contend in the semifinals. There's only two of us left in the finals from here."

Will twenty become two? Don't let the numbers squeeze at once.

If so, Battle Royale?

"The semifinals are Miss Dragon! We will select two beautiful dragons from this!

I was sitting there, and I almost stumbled.

Why don't we fight till the finals?