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

"Shit......"

I was still a bit of a sleepy voice, so crushed.

In front of you is a sandy beach with waves.

Beyond that, the sea is spreading with even nothing - there are so many islands.

Hi, looks like this is one of the islands. Even if it's an archipelago, it's all a mini-size that looks like it could be circled in half an hour's walk. I don't even see a plain area where people are likely to live at all.

It would be easier to describe it as a mountain floating in the sea than as an island.

"It's what we call a deserted island, right here..."

So, how did I end up here alone?

Time goes back just a little bit.

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About an hour ago.

I was on a dragon form lycra and headed south.

"No, Lycra, I'm sorry. I only have plants to worry about in the south."

"I don't mind. I am a disciple of Azsa."

Well, I know Lycra will answer this, but I also think it might not be a good idea to still be very sweet.

"Recently, some parts say the dispensation is more gratuitous. I'm just trying to focus on finding some good herbs."

"I understand. Especially since I feel that Azsa has grown stronger these days. For a while, I was wondering if I needed anything about martial arts."

"I know that much... That's Lycra..."

Exactly what made me so flimsy and strong. It was supposed to be level MAX, but even more so.

It's because of one case of aiding a mega-mega god.

As a result, I did something a lot more unpunished to fight the gods of this world and returned safely.

I've never been stronger than I get weaker, but I feel more and more away from my duties as a witch... and I'm trying to get back to square one.

So, I'm headed far to collect the herbs that will be the ingredients for the medicine.

"Nevertheless, this breeze is warm."

I say while riding Lycra.

"I hear there's a warm breeze around here. Flight altitude isn't that high."

Oh, really, that's so warm.

"I don't think that's true only of Master Azsa, but please don't fall, okay?

"No, don't worry, even if I fall, I can float in the air."

"So is that. I cared too much."

- Maybe, about enough later.

"There it is... there it is..."

I was almost asleep. No, you can't sleep completely. I need to wake up...

- In another five minutes.

I was completely falling asleep (apparently).

And my body leaned...

I fell out of Lycra (apparently).

I actually noticed that I was on my way to falling and had already fallen quite a bit.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Oh, my God!

So I slowly went down to the ground under the magic of aerial levitation.

Fortunately, directly beneath it was not a sea of nothing, but an area lined with several islands. I picked the place that seemed to be the most spacious and sandy of them all, and I was untimely.

Lycra didn't seem to realize I had fallen, and already, she was flying far away.

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That's why I came to an island that looked like a deserted island.

Note that it is not known if it is truly deserted. There's nothing like just one palm tree growing, and the woods and mountains go on behind it.

"Well, what should we do now............ Ma, what can I do?"

Crisis awareness, by the way, is not.

You can't lose when the beast comes out statefully, and you can magically bake or freeze it. Without a hitter, it would be impossible to starve to death first.

Either that or I'm sorry I'm making you worry about Lycra......

I tried to make something landmark, big on the beach, and wrote, "It's Azsa". At first, he said, "Azsa, come on!" I wrote... but I turned it off because it looks like runaway graffiti.

"Now you'll notice... I don't know if I can...... Can't you see it without lowering altitude...?

First of all, I tried to make magic that warped the plateau house with magic creations or that I would telepathically tell Lycra, but I couldn't.

It's only based on previous knowledge, so whatever magic you come up with isn't immediately usable.

You might be able to do something about it if you study, but I don't have a magic book here to study. I need materials because it is not something that I will be able to use one day after I have even sat down and realized it.

"Yeah, we'll live here for a while!

I reopened. It's pointless to be creepy, and I decide to think positively.

"First of all, you have to secure food and shelter. 'Clothes' is fine because I have clothes to wear." Food "is probably about nuts in the island. When it comes to it, the most important thing - do something about 'living'"

As I went into the woods, I broke the tree into pompous pieces.

It's easy when it comes to folding. The technique of assembly is suspicious......

Bury and secure the tree where the soil is firm. This is the pillar. Then make a hole between the trees and pass the thin tree from side to side. It's the beam.

The roof has a lot of palm-like leaves, so do you want to make it with this leaf?

Lycra has renovated plateau houses in the past, but I wonder if it was like this then. Kind of close to the feeling of making a home out of a match.

In about an hour and a half, the temporary cabin was completed.

Doors and keys are difficult, so nasi! Not many neighbors or anything like that, and it won't be a problem.

I also got the grass that makes me a bed wet. The bed is too much for whatever it takes, but the climate is pretty muddy, or as hot as it gets, you won't catch a cold.

"Yeah, well, it's good to 'live' like this,"

Is "food" next?

In the woods again I go in.

I ran into a pretty big bird.

He also looked like, "Something's wrong, I've seen him..." At times like this, we stop at each other, right...

I tried to fly butterflies, so I baked them in flames before that!

"Yeah, 'food' sounds better, we can secure it."

I'd like some seasoning if possible... but no, can we do something about that too.

Palm trees were growing, so I creep through the fruit contents of this and make simple barrels. Putting sea water into the rocky area of the sea.

Let this dry with flame.

Repeat below.

If you do it in the long run...

"All right, salt's ready too!

This will stick for a while.

As for the first day of my survival life, I would pass.

But Slow Life has become Survival Life......