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

"I cut this too much. So when I heard that ancient civilization had the magic of hair growth, I came."

"Oh I see...... Your Majesty, you have also spoken in a peppery manner..."

Oh, Nana Nana looks somewhat troubled.

"Did something bad happen to you?

"Hair growth magic hits a special A level when it goes to density. To be specific, it's something that we shouldn't be talking about."

"It's something that's so strictly hidden..."

"Because when I know, a lot of people want to use it. It's so hard to use it. It's easier to destroy 10 or 20 little elf villages."

Even if it's too cruel.

"But you can't help but be known. When Your Majesty comes, we'll complain. I really don't care."

I have no respect at all for saying Your Majesty, but Moo also seems to hate a somewhat tough relationship, and maybe this is just fine.

"Your Majesty will be here shortly. Please wait at the outdoor table there for a while. I'll serve dessert with fruit from this land."

Well, what if I let you wait slowly?

- About three hours later.

"Aren't you coming yet, Nana Nana..."

It's slower than I imagined......

"I'm sorry. I don't insist on getting out on my own. Your body is weak, so it seems to be taking extremely long."

Said Nana Nana in a pale way.

Yeah, Moo has flesh, so you can't say he'll be here any minute...

"You have no choice. Dear Azsa, we shall wait slowly here. Oh, please replace the sweets."

Lycra is quiet, but the alternative is the style of ordering more and more.

And Moo finally came.

"Ha-ha-ha... with my own body, I made it this far... Finally..."

Something looks like it's done! There's air like athletes out there!

"Goal or..."

When Moo came to our table, he just fell on his back.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. We're out of three hours. Two hours, 59 minutes, three seconds."

"Come on! Finally, you've broken the wall for three hours!

It's marathon time!

"But you still have a long way to go... I need to think about the form and make sure it's not wasted...... The next step is to cross the wall for two hours and 45 minutes..."

Wouldn't it be first to honestly gain strength before the form? If you could walk very normally, it wouldn't take you fifteen minutes.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but today's purpose is not to strengthen His Majesty's flesh. Listen to the demands of the people of the plateau houses"

"Oh, what... We can do anything. I don't know."

I don't know, but it's the last expression on it, but it goes through.

"You know, as you can see, I cut too much hair. There's hair growth magic, right? So I'd like to stretch it again."

"Hair growth magic......? I did. I even said it when I played King with Pecora..."

Don't play king games between kings.

"Your Majesty, please don't pepper confidential A-level information."

"I'm sorry. But we also prefaced with," Never, never, never tell anyone. "

It's the one that spreads absolutely, absolutely...

"Is it hair growth magic? There is."

Hmm, does this mean this reaction is difficult...

"There are only people in this country who die. Shit, the default is set for dead guys. He needs to adjust to grow his hair."

Techniques for the dead are surreal.

But that's where I came up with the good stuff.

"So, you can stretch the ghost Rosalie's hair, too?

"That's easy. Hey, hey, hey."

Moo says this to me, too.

"Hey, Rosalie, it's your fault, and why don't you stretch your hair first? It's hard for you to take this opportunity."

"That's right. Anyway, I'd better try it a few times with a guy who's dead to adjust for the living guy. Yeah. Do, do."

Oh, we're talking fast!

"Uh, eh? You got a rat?"

Rosalie points to her face and puts her eyes on it, but it doesn't even seem plain. Guys, you want to be stylish.

All right, let's move to the ruins where the magic team is located.

Moo said.

Stay down.

"Sire, can you get up on your own?

"Hit maet fat crackers or! Humph! Ugh... Flesh away or... Left leg muscle strain or... He also got hit in the right knee..."

I carried it because letting it walk on its own is going to take desperately long.

By the way, what the fuck is a maet fat cracker...? Is it a shop that was in the days of ancient civilization?

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The ruins where the magic formation was located were quite secluded.

It's only about the entrance level, but there's a staircase that leads to the basement, and there's plenty of space underneath.

"This is how I hide my special A magic so that it doesn't get too much on the table. There's no way these kinds of magic are going to come to light."

"I already know about it to our family, is that okay?

"Shh... I can't help knowing... Look, Rosalie, get in the center."

There is a rather unique magic formation in the center of the room. Both modern human magic and demonic magic are different from lineage.

"Ooh... well, let's go in..."

Rosalie floated in the middle of the magic formation with her uncle.

"All right, let the hair growth magic technicians handle the rest."

"Yes, we have already made arrangements"

Then the ghosts line up at the table in front of the magic formation.

There are stone slabs on that table all the time. Apparently it starts on this tablet.

It's just that if there's a scratch...

Ghosts of techs, all of them, I'm from the Tulturu man......

"I'm Dan Dunn, and I'm the head of magic technology for this special A class. Evil spirits will soon become fuzzy."

I'm unconvinced because I'm a tough guy in person!