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

"For example... yes, the black hat there, try to imitate shooting at us with a bow and arrow"

A black hat is about me...... I haven't introduced myself yet...

I pull my right hand back and make a gesture releasing an arrow.

"Shoot the arrow! Pfft!

Then King Moom Moom held his chest, and suffered, and fell.

"Ugh, that hurts, they did it... I was supposed to get married when the war was over..."

King Moom Moom rose again with a peeling face.

"- And, well, this is why. Holy kingdom language is perfect for communicating with others in red, right?

"That language is irrelevant and your character just is!

"Oh, myself, yeah! I got a good scratch. Yan!

King Moom Moom approached me and often slapped me on the back. Probably not an attack, they're welcome.

"I'm curious about standard Kingdom language, but there's a living human language translated, so can't you help it?"

Maybe even if we talk to each other in ancient languages, there's a difference between the nuances of the Kansai Valve and the standard language. I don't know.

"Next time, on behalf of your sister, I'll ask you a question. Why were you making such a difficult dungeon?"

With Pecora, it suddenly adds to the seating look of the concoction.

"That's nasty, I'm getting angry because the ministers' nori are too bad..."

King Moom Moom's temples moved flaccid. They're pretty annoyed.

"Especially a guy named Nana Nana, dude?

"Yes, there you are ~"

"He sucks or something... I gave you a banana because you asked me to lend you a writing instrument, and you said," Excuse me, I need a writing instrument, "and you gave it back pale! I didn't ask for advanced returns, but at least I said, 'Ahhh, don't be able to write like that - this, Banana Yan!' There's a scratch about it! Otherwise, I'm gonna be like the weird guy who gave you the banana! It's up to you to keep me alive and kill me!

Just to be clear, it's a shameful reason.

But if that accumulates with a thousand, two thousand years, wouldn't it explode out of the blue?

The reason this kid caged himself in the grave, I see it.

"By the way, is there anyone else who can use the Holy Kingdom other than you?

King Moom Moom shook his head beside Belzebub's question.

"The use of the Holy Kingdom language was wiped out when the plague was endemic. No, we're all literally wiped out because we're dead, but this is how we stay because we succeeded in the magic of becoming evil spirits after death and remaining forever."

I mean, they got a situation where there was one Kansai and all the rest were standard language speakers.

As a result, the king got angry without Nori fit, this is the place......

At first I thought the puberty king might have shanked it or something, but it seems a little different.

"I'll be next. Why, is there only a king entity?

Mr Bussler asked a decent question.

"We put a body in the coffin from the king that we could move with our souls in after death. Saya, I have a body. Well, technically, I just manipulate the meat with the power of the spirit."

Was it a special treatment because it was a king there?

"Later, I was making this dungeon, in a nutshell, with hobbies and benefits. Something to glance at. Give it time. So I was making the strongest" My Dungeon. "

"I know your hobby, but I don't even think it's more beneficial. Making this dungeon doesn't make any money, does it?"

After all, you care about making money.

"When things like you come into the kingdom's homeland and you come as far as being like a spirit exorcist, the kingdom will perish. Because I used to make dungeons as a place of refuge for such cases. Any adventurer would be safe if they had a clear, king-dungeon. But even if it was cleared by us."

Well, it was caged inside, but you thought about the people like kings.

"Then one last tour with the evil spirits there. Do you have any questions?

I've been pointing at Rosalie from the other side.

"Uh..."

All of a sudden, Rosalie panics lightly, too.

"Shh, what's your favorite food...?

"A concoction! There's more to ask!

The king put in a scratch. Apparently, there was something in ancient civilization about concepts close to concoction. But does the word "concoction" tell the demons?

"It's really a concoction question."

Concordance, there is... Don't you actually have a camera or a cell phone anymore...?

"Atashi can't ask thoughtful questions, so let me say it as the same evil spirit. Guys, it seemed sad the king didn't come out. Don't be mad at me for so long, don't come out. It wouldn't be fun to be alone in here."

Rosalie looked so grown up.

This kid was growing up absorbing all sorts of things, too. Glad I picked it up at the plateau house.

"No, even keep making the strongest dungeons you can think of, have fun when you fit in"

"Don't deny it right there! Rosalie's words, you're ruining them!

"Besides, he's already dying, so let him die of overwork. Well, we don't even have a delivery date."

Was there also overwork death in ancient civilization? Human business is too deep.

"Oh, and this is a little embarrassing..."

King Moom Moom finally blushed.

"I'm just getting back, buddy. Yeah, dude... Your Majesty, Your Majesty tells me, of course, that's not what I'm asking... Rather, it feels like a head slap if I get bogged down. Yep..."

"Well, you can't beat your head off because you're a king!

The scratching side demands courage, too!

"Yes! I want a scratch like my current black hat! But I don't have that kind of delicacy! Instead, there's only one fucking cold guy who mistakes himself for an omoroy!

I'm a little appreciative... If it was an interview, I think I'm taking it.