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

The next day.

Very normally, Norsonia came out for breakfast.

"Good morning! My legs are still hurting, so let me stay about six nights! I think if you stay still for six nights, it will heal!

"Yeah, you can do whatever you want"

Enter as much production as you want.

"Um, and who else lives there? If I were there, could you tell me the size?

"Then I'll bring my daughter's clothes. And you know the size."

- And around nine in the morning.

Gaga, gaga, gaga! Geen, geen, geen! Babba, babba, babba!

A roar can be heard from Norsonia's room!

"What is it!?

This had members who were at home gathering in front of the room with nature. I'm one of them.

First, Flattorte was knocking on the door more and more.

"Hey, shut up! It sounds like a factory!

"I'm sorry! I'll be done in a few days! Forgive me!

Norsonia's voice returned. Seriously, you're not even making robots......

That's when I heard a faint noise of the front door being knocked.

If the working noise stayed ringing, I might have missed hearing it.

- Concon, concon.

What? Now who's here...?

Not only me, but everyone else was solidified.

There's almost no doubt that Norsonia is making something. Instead, while making such a nasty noise, it would be awesome the other way around if I even wrote a chronicle.

But further developments that someone would visit were unexpected.

"I'm sorry! Is anybody there?

Definitely, someone's coming.

We face each other.

"Now it would be scary if Mr. Norsonia and someone with the same face were to come and ask me to rent a room or something..."

Lycra said something creepy.

"Hey, Lycra! I'm not good at scary stories... It's nice to rent a room to someone weird, but because you can't talk scary!

Or you can't just leave it like this.

I was afraid, I walked out by the front door.

There was one demon tribe there, many standing with their luggage.

I have horns growing on my head, so it's clear, and I can tell.

No way, you're a Norsonian and you're not here to catch it or anything...... I was building weapons in my room. What a story, it wouldn't be stylish.

"Good morning. It's for Mr. Norsonia, is that correct here?

Oh, this is courier. I can tell because Wyvern is stopped in the back.

"Yes...... It fits......"

"I have a lot of luggage, but they're all light. Can I leave you in the front door?

"Ah, yes. Go ahead..."

When I left my luggage, the courier-like demons left. I guess human land is also in area range.

By the way, the luggage box had these letters on it.

- Cloth

- Cotton

- Buttons, etc.

Turns out he's definitely making something of a clothing system!

I left my luggage in front of Norsonia's room.

Here's your package.

"Thank you! The quantity was bulky and I couldn't bring it all."

You're starting to forget about the traveler setup.

Then again, for a few days, the noise, which could hardly be said, was ringing from the Norsonian room.

"What do you say? Has your leg recovered?

Gentle Lycra is properly attached to Norsonian lies.

"Yes, it's almost complete! Now I can repay you - no, I'm pretty much recovering, but you're still a little uncomfortable ~"

I still try to keep the farce going, I think it's pretty amazing.

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And it was finally the eighth day of the seventh night of the covenant.

In the morning, Norsonia looked slightly better. That's the look on the worker's face. It's a professional thing.

"Thank you for staying seven nights. In a few hours, the work process is all over! Don't worry, we won't make any more noise!

"Yeah, your legs will be fully recovered in a few hours. Good for you."

"Ah... yes, yes! It was a leg, it was a leg! Now you can return to your journey!

At lunch Farfa, Sharsha and Sandra returned with Belzebub.

Farfa first, then Sharsha a little late, Sandra hesitated, but that's why she came to me. Hug everyone with a mid waist.

This is the mother's duty and privilege.

"Mummer, how have you been?

"I'd rather hear it from you. Farfa's, didn't you get sick or something on the Devil's land?

In the back Belzebub said, "Don't be rude. I've spoiled it thoroughly," he said. What about that as an education?

"I'm glad I feel homecoming."

Securely, Sandra's face is lit and red.

"Oh, in Sandra's case, Belzebub's garden is like local."

"Let cute children travel, this is an adage used in the North"

Sharsha, you said you were cute yourself. I know, though.

"Yeah, Sharsha, it's cute. I love you!

Me and the kids had a safe and moving reunion!

Congratulations, congrats!

"- By the way, it's Azsa. Are the guests still here?

Yes, there was still a part left.

"I still have guests. Just about to leave, I hear."

"I see. Finally, it seems to reveal who you are."

Finally, the truth about Norsonia is revealed!