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

After that I was taken to their settlement by the mysterious tribes.

There are a number of cabins lined up like I made them.

"Wasn't it a deserted island..."

There were people who lived on this island. Unlike wildlife, they seem to have civilization, so you can define them as people.

Meals were also served in the square in the middle of the settlement.

There's a roasted bird on the leaf, and it's sprinkled with spice-like stuff.

Besides, another leaf also lists something that looks like a vegetable stir-fry.

Definitely. They're welcome!

"Thank you...... no, you can't go through with it... Nah, nah."

"Nah!" "Nah, nah!

I don't know, but if you say "nah, nah," I can communicate.

Such a race existed... The world is full of things you don't know...

It's no longer a dimension of whether or not to find an unusual plant...

If you look closely, these characters vary in size.

The big ones in the settlement are as tall as I am. On the other hand, there are some loose characters that don't even reach a meter. Is it a child?

I also find it rude to treat the tribe as a loose character, so let's call it the Yul tribe for a start.

Guys, look at me. Does this mean we should have dinner?

First, eat from sautéed vegetables. Naturally, but it's a clue. When it comes to vegetables, they're just not sure what vegetables they are.

"Oh, it's pretty salty and hard to do. It has leaves with a unique flavour like herbs, but it also tastes like women might like it. Yeah, yummy, yummy."

"Nah?" "Nah?

They're asking me something. You don't make sense when you say delicious or delicious.

"Nah!" I replied thumbs-up forcefully.

"Nah!" "Nah," "Nah!

The Yur became cheerful. Coming through!

Then, the one that burned the bird. Sounds like a different kind of bird than the one I hunted. I also bump into this by clue.

Whoa, the gravy is flooding! Crispy outside, juicy inside! It tastes more high quality than I ever imagined!

"Nah! Nah! Very, nah!" and I tried to describe the deliciousness myself again.

The Yuls jumped. Happy. All right, I know how to communicate. If you say "nah," it's more or less anything!

Then one of the Yuls came before me with something like a wooden skin.

On the skin of that tree was written a lot like Yul letters, with a painting of the roasted meat on the top right.

"Hello, menu table!?

The problem is that the letters are all from my eyes and all they look like is Katakana's "na" and horizontal bars.

Na Nanana

Nanana Nananer

Nana Nana Nana Nana

Nana, Nana, Nana, Nana.

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na

uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh.

I have no idea what dishes are coming out! I don't even have a clue! Especially the last one, how do you pronounce it?

It's similar when you can't judge the food from the menu once you enter a fancy French or Italian store. I've never even been in a store that expensive...

What do we do? We're already eating chicken. There's not a lot of touchdowns coming, and even if you leave them behind, they'll make a bad impression.

My stomach is about the sixth minute of my stomach. I want to place an order. Still, I'll go in for about a cup of tea. But I don't think there's any tea pickling.

In the first place, this, is it free? Actually, it's not a Yul shop or anything? You're not going to be charging me for money later and being treated like a penniless caterer...?

But it's no use thinking about it.

I pointed to the menu table.

"Give me the second one from this top."

The Yul have received the menu table and gone. Apparently the order went through.

Eventually, the next dish came.

It was a soup with finely chopped chicken and vegetables. I am a palm nut.

Whoa! Sounds pretty good!

Eating this by the hand is going to burn me, so I drink it while I say so.

Quite spicy, delicious. My body is getting pouty.

It's a piece of equipment, and my stomach feels just right.

Hey, I felt nervous about walking into a weird store, but it was a big win.

I also told the Yul tribe, "Nah!" and told her it was delicious.

Many pleasant "Nah!" returned. You no longer master Yul.

"By the way, don't you want money for the food you ate? Oh, this isn't gonna work."

I need to speak Yul properly.

"Nah, nah, nah? (Is this dish free?

"Nah (yes, it is)"

Yeah, you're free. All right, all right.

After that, a dozen Yuls came before me.

What, what do you think, the Yul clan behind him beat the drumming thing donkey.

Along with that, the previous Yur people dance.

"Nah, nah, nah." "Nah, nah, nah, nah."

Welcome dance! Especially if they didn't do anything to the Yul! And then there's one, the sound is off and he's tone-deaf!

I'm totally treated like a guest already. On the Shinkansen, the one more like the green car. Something with a cool name. It's like a grand cross.

But I've been twitching and anxious watching that weird dance.

Whatever it takes is too good to talk about......

Isn't that the kind of och that's going to end up being sacrificed...?