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

"Sister, you can't go the wrong way here. Think carefully."

"Right. I think I can catch another carriage till sundown, but isn't it a good idea to move..."

That's when Pompom and Flattorte slapped me in the back.

"If you're this far away, you can cross the mountain if you start climbing now. You can go if you want, you can go light."

"What...? No, you can't do anything at all...... Just reaching the foot of the mountain is quite a long time..."

It's not like there's a hiking trail just enough on foot.

"No, there's still a carriage to the hiking trail. If you run up from there, you can cross the mountain range and go to the other side before midnight. And there's supposed to be hunter's cabins in the mountains, so if you rent them there, you can sleep. You can go, you can go."

"Um, it's not a good idea to run the mountain late that night...?

"It's sunny a lot today. The moonlight would be pretty good too. Let's go! Let's have a fucking goal!

Flattorte pulled my arm.

Keep it up, I'm going into the carriage.

"Hey! You'll have trouble being arbitrary!

Pecora was just following me on a carriage to Mountain Pass.

The carriage departed.

Seriously...... What's the matter......

You can jump off, but that makes you ride for free...... So, you want to get off at the next stop?

But Flattorte was laughing with a very good face.

"Master, don't worry! Flattorte is the Blue Dragon Mountain Running Competition and the route around here has run before! You can get to the other side without getting lost! Mountains also have a lot of updowns, but there are no dangerous paths! Now let's go for a goal!

".................. ok. Leave it to Flattorte."

I can't motivate this kid right now!

And I can't even say it's absolutely weird because the goal is what it's all about.

Walking is allowed by the rules. No problem...... should be.

"Oh, sister... are you going to keep doing this?

"Neither me nor Pecora came up with an offensive route, did they? Then if you are absolutely certain that one Flattorte can go, you should obey... If it's a game, it won't be a game unless you spend all your energy on offense..."

Gaming requires the assumption that everyone plays seriously.

For example, if an enemy team danced during a football game and didn't try to play ball at all, they would be able to beat themselves.

But when it comes to that being funny, it shouldn't be funny at all.

At a time when I no longer mean it, I lose all my sense of urgency and intensity.

So nothing Flattorte is doing is wrong.

I thought I heard Varnia's "Oh, I can't believe this is happening..." from behind, but this is a voice I shouldn't have heard, so I'm going through.

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A little before the evening we reached the climb.

Mountains rise to the front. Can you really go like this...?

"Come on, both of you, follow me on this flattorte! Don't raise your legs too much. It's good. Keep climbing! The pace is constant, so there shouldn't even be any butterflies! Let's go!"

Me and Pecora ran down the mountain road following Flattorte's back.

Indeed, Frattorte's walking speed was not so much a full-blown disease that it was not impossible to chase him, nor was our breath slightly elevated.

I'm not tired and can't move because we're not the average person's spec either. Much easier than a marathon at a junior high school in my previous life. About two minutes after the start of the run, things are going much better.

"Wow... are all three of you insane...? I'm tired, I'm tired. Leviathan's not that fast..."

I hear a recorder from behind, but I don't care because this is a voice I shouldn't hear. Follow me, Varnia!

- About five hours later.

Flattorte's leg stopped perfectly.

It suddenly stops, so I hit Flattorte's back firmly......

"Um, don't pull over..."

"Sorry, there was a good information board."

There were these signposts there.

Down the road to Dontata, twelve Gilro.

Oh, we'll get to Don Tata in the middle of the night if this... If you're a dontata, there's definitely an inn, and you should get off.

"Come on, it's easier than ever from here! The risk of injury is higher down the road, but this party has nothing to do with it! Let's kick the monsters out!

Flattorte laughed cheerfully.

In the end, we arrived in Dontata in the middle of the day and took three separate rooms, one at a time.

The second day I was arriving at the Zenleb Bridge of Destination while I was sloppily in the carriage.

"Yay! Clear! Master, I did it, I did it!

Flattorte is taking my hand. You don't have to be motivated at first, but if you can clear it, you'll feel agitated, too.

It's just that I was concerned about Pecora.

"No...... Something is different...... I don't know, the purpose is different......"

Pecora with a flashing face.

Pecora with this look on her face, I've never seen it...

Super fast pace of goals early in the second day. Well, I hope I challenge you many times a year, but if this was the first time, the plan itself would be the level of mistake......

In fact, Varnia also has a head.

"What shall we do...... I have more pages…"

Maybe this isn't enough when you turn it into a book... But I don't know that because it's the planner's fault.

I slapped Pompon and Pecora on the back.

"I'm sure you have a lot of expenses left, and you want to stay in a nice place today and sleep in your bed with me?

But I'll tense you up.

Pecora's eyes open wide when she does.

"Oh, no... really... okay...? Why don't you fire the Demon King tomorrow at the coup...?

"I don't know anything about the demonic political situation, but maybe you'll be fine..."

Pecora won't even do anything weird because she's a pure character.

I slept in a big bed that night, and Pecora was in a good mood, so let's just say goodbye.

On his way home, he was questioned by Flattorte in dragon form.

"By the way, why was it such a less challenging course?

"It's... I'm sure..."

I wonder if I can smash it. Well, come on.

- I didn't use the carriage much.

Route carriages don't seem to make much sense to us.