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

The size of the white elephant is smaller at a time than the one I've seen at the zoo.

I wonder if it has evolved small because of the difficulty of living in woods with lots of trees when they are large.

Sirona was beginning to note the ecology of the white elephant. Animal observation is also the work of adventurers. I don't even get to work there. But when you're done with your notes, you'll try to pull an elephant and take him.

But it was a little different.

"Hey, white elephant, do you have any family?

There's no way the words would make sense, but Sirona stood in front of the white elephant and asked.

I felt my chest tightened.

This kid, if he thinks he's white, he's not taking everything home.

If you have a family, I won't force you apart. I guess that's what this is about.

Isn't that something that Sirona is aware of because she lives alone?

The white elephant called his nose "?" I moved it to the shape of

Communicate subtly, you're being taken!

"Don't you know what we're talking about? Well, let's see if there's any other elephant footprints."

At that time, there was a scrubbing sound of metal called kachakacha.

Undoubtedly, it's a sound without humans.

A threesome of black, united armor appeared before us.

"You're the Black Knights!

Sirona screamed.

Um, "Black Knights" came first in the rookie party department?

It's really black indeed.

I can't see my face at all with an iron mask, and I'm going to mistake it for a moving armored demon clan or something......

"Mr. Sirona, I didn't expect to see you here. It was just fine."

One of the iron masks snaps. I found out in the air that he wasn't looking very friendly.

"Let me thank you for turning down my offer."

Come on, that's like declaring you're attacking an adventurer!

"Mother-in-law, Mr. Lycra, it means that even if you don't stand out, this is how some adventurers crush each other behind you. The eagle has also been targeted many times in the past."

After all, even as institutionalization progresses, the world of adventurers remains a dirty part.

"Mr. Sirona, I asked you to join us as part of The Black Knights, saying, 'No, if you're going to be one of those black, creepy people, it's better to be one of those brown cockroaches. Just make the joke the color of the armor. Never come within a thirty gillo radius of a eagle again. If you come in, I'll sue the police. Why don't you even go into the sulphuric acid swamp and decolorize it? Look, I'm home, I'm home,' I won't forget the grudge I said no to. Because I remember every word you say, word for word!

I can't help it if they're after me!

"Sirona, you, too much! You're breaking my heart!

"Wouldn't it have been better to keep that memory, even for God's scripture I believe in? God, who believes better without a cakera of aesthetic taste, must be a miserable evil god, though. Oh, just talking is going to make my clothes black, so stay away from me."

They're selling more fights!

"Dear Azsa, adventurers don't seem to have changed much for a long time where there is a lot of blood..."

"Sounds like... And, Lycra, here at Azzard, please."

Fortunately, 'The Black Knights' seems to only be interested in Sirona, so I haven't heard our words.

Then the Black Knights (though all three are Black Knights) came forward next to the members of the 'Black Knights' I've been talking about.

"I can't forgive this woman adventurer. I wonder what kind of education you've been getting from your parents!

Answer - I don't have any education...

But this voice sounds like an aunt.

"From the time I was born, I knew black armor was dull. No, I knew it before I was born."

Is it the style that keeps fighting selling?

Now one of the last black knights took off his iron mask and came forward.

"I can't forgive you anymore!

The person was a middle-aged uncle adventurer.

Meanwhile, the auntie-like voice adventurer also took off his iron mask.

In fact, she was a female adventurer about her aunt's age.

The last black knight who spoke to Sirona first also took off his iron mask.

He's an adventurer for a man about twenty years old. Uncle, you look a little like an adventurer. Does that mean?

"We, Joz-it parents and children, don't be fooled and shut up so far! Let me fight you as a father!

Again, parents and children! I'm an adventurer!

"Oh, speaking of Joz-it, that's the name of an adventurer who married an adventurer about twenty years ago and then had a falling track record and retired. So you've been hiding your face and re-challenging your family as a rookie"

"That's the thing. Because the younger ones are still unbeatable, and the newbie party division has relatively few enemies, we thought we could put our faces at the top of the list with hidden iron objects."

Only thing I don't care about, you're strategic!

"I made it black for character standings."

"Besides, it's easy to do laundry because it doesn't stand out when it gets dirty."

Your wife's adventurer supplemented. They're making pretty sensible decisions.

"Again, you have no aesthetic taste. Fashion is not something you do just to stand out, or for convenience. It's what you choose to prove your beliefs! Apologize to the god of fashion!

"What? Is there a fashion god? Before that the topic isn't fashion!?

What matters is being an adventurer. I hope you don't get me wrong there.

"Fashion is a temporary thing. Even a little adventurous outfits can tear you apart when you're young, but when you get older, you end up settling in a way that's easy. You look painful wearing adventurous clothes when you're old."

Your wife's adventurers are eating at something weird too!

"I'm taking a bath and wandering around the house naked. I throw it away a long time ago, like fashion!

Plus my uncle gave me information I didn't want to hear at all!