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

We were taken inside a giant pyramid of His Majesty sleeping.

Some time later, the warning text is inscribed on the wall in ancient letters. Mr. Nana Nana. Aww, this seems to mean something.

* By the way, words shouldn't have passed apart from us at all in our lifetime, but since this kingdom is all spiritual, they say words that reach us are converted into understandable things. He's in a state like he's telepathically speaking to our brains.

Warning

Ahead, the fifty-seventh generation of the kingdom, King Moom Moom's temple (Leibi) ya. Unauthorized intrusion is strictly prohibited for any number of people (whatever).

You mean if I go in first from here, I won't forgive you? If you're ready to do that, you should be all set.

There was a box made of stone beneath that warning.

"Um, Nana Nana, what is this stone...?

It is safer to check all suspicious items.

"It's a coin box."

"Oh, really..."

It was very irrelevant.

"Ahead, His Majesty's magic freely reassembles the internal blocks, making them a dungeon of a different structure each time they enter… So I can't even show you the directions…"

"That's a game of specs!

"Sand the blocks and freely recombined earth creatures inhibit the whereabouts of the living. And of course, we, the enemies of spiritual existence capable of attacking evil spirits, are made of His Majesty's magic."

Will it result in stepping into a beefy dungeon?

"Getting to Your Majesty requires a great deal of hard work. Still, will they go?

"There's nothing more embarrassing than being afraid here! Don't do it!

Let's follow Rosalie's cut here.

"Yeah. Forest monsters weren't a big deal, and I was wondering if it would be nice to really bust out"

Just fine. I was looking for a bee dungeon, too.

Previously the underground ruins were full of blemishes, and I couldn't help it, but now it's a genuine dungeon. It would be a place to dress to test what is said to be the most powerful force.

"Okay! No more stopping! Please open your Majesty's heart!

Mr. Nana Nana feels the same way as we do.

Pushed by that feeling, we enter the dungeon!

"Guys, let's go to Your Majesty!

"Let's go!" "Ghost, wait!" "Ha ~ I" "… Yes"

The last person most unmotivated is Mr. Bussler, and the person who seems to have the most fun is Pecora.

But there was an early anomaly.

A few steps forward, something was falling under my feet.

It was a well baked bread. The fragrant smell tickles my nostrils.

I picked it up and turned to Mr. Nana Nana. Mr. Nana Nana hasn't even left yet.

"I'm sorry. Why is the bread in here...? Besides, I think I just did..."

"It's a hunger recovery item in the dungeon. Because the interior is a labyrinth, you may be less hungry and unable to move. Your Majesty seems to be making a random appearance."

Sounds more and more like a game......

"There's resistance to eating bread falling on the floor."

"It's okay. The floors are sterilized and therefore clean. The quality of the bread is preserved"

I thought it was somewhat of an artificial dungeon, but is it artificially determined precisely because it is made at the will of His Majesty the Evil Spirit?

"Azsa, don't worry about the details. Leave this kind of thing to the rules of the enemy for now."

Because Belzebub has a long world, you're ambitious.

"And after grasping the rules, looking for backgammon is the flavor of life"

My apprentice, Mr. Bussler, said a lying adage. You were definitely, like, unbeatable depths to enemies...

"If I thought it was a game, I was more motivated than I was just now. Look for defects in the game that are easy to attack!

Almost, I don't know if I can have a decent way of enjoying it, but if you're motivated, okay?

Returning our minds, we set foot in His Majesty's dungeon.

The passage is narrow, so two rows of columns is the limit at best. If the five of us were walking side-by-side, that sounds bad and I hate it.

After walking for a while, the more human adults came out with a certain slime.

"Eh!

I'll beat it right up.

Properly, the elasticity of the slime was transmitted to the body.

He knocked it down with that blow, and the slime vanished.

However, this slime seems to have been created with ancient magic, and no magic stones appear.

"I see, it's only in the game..."

The real world is more tricky because defeating the slime produces magic stones...

Now a giant rat came from behind the party.

"Hmm! I'm aware of the signs behind it!

Belzebub beat this, knocked it down.

"Hmm. The feeling of this dungeon has grasped me. Wow. This is how we should proceed while defeating our enemies. I'll get to Your Majesty."

I already knew what it felt like because I remember playing these games in my previous life while I was away......

But the biggest difference...

Our status probably means we remain affordable and cheesy.

Rosalie is not a powerful evil spirit, so she was confused when it came out like a translucent ghost, but this was also magically wiped out lightly by Pecora and Belzebub.

"I don't know what you mean."

"You're a child."

The two Demons have an extra look.

Mr. Bussler was also relentlessly attacking the monster so as to distract the stress that made money impossible.

"Damn! Drop something valuable!

Can you bring back to reality the items you get here...? But I could eat bread, and can I...?

At least not a dungeon as difficult as we do our best.

Boss of a dungeon called Your Majesty, wait!