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

"Master, you're too fine. That's what I'm talking about, so I can't help it. Meanwhile, by that time, Peach's husband had been eaten by humans where he had gone to the mountains. Aww..."

That worldview, some humans...

"My wife was saddened that her husband was eaten. But the truth is, I was being given a child! I have a cute peach child!

The surreal sight of peach fruit coming out of peach fruit on my head......

But something strange came up again.

"Elf, I'm not coming out at all...... So far, only peaches have come out..."

"It's okay. The kid's peach grew up to be a fine elf."

"There's definitely a wave in the process!

The wizard came out and turned the peach into an elf or something. It's weird if it doesn't unfold.

"So, Master, fine scratches are nassi. That's what I'm talking about."

As an elf, is it a convincing development for a plant to become an elf?

"That elf became a hero, finally even called Lord Dombra. Congratulations, congrats"

"Oh, it's normal from there - let's tell the story of that active part!

The crux is through the whole thing.

"There are many versions from here. Stories of Lord Dombra defeating Mellon and Lord Dombra making peaches a specialty to develop the local area, as well as Lord Dombra's dedication to the alliance of peaches and apples to fight pears together"

"Episode in the middle, aren't you selling peaches?

Dombra was supposed to be a village, a resident, all peaches......

"Lord Dombra and his belly-hearted apples and grapes have entered into a brother-in-law's covenant, the 'Peach Garden', is particularly popular. Sometimes we just stage this place."

"The concept is in disarray!

I hope you don't do something in the peach garden, even though apples and grapes come out anthropomorphized. It's like countless peaches are watching you...

"Fair enough, Master. I repeat, it's kind of a childish heirloom, so you can't be serious. In the first place, you can't have an elf from a peach, and you don't know what apples and grapes mean for your men. Doesn't it look super weak?"

If I say that, it's over, but it's unlikely to be this far, even if it's for children, I don't think it's possible...

I was listening to Lord Dombra, and just then, the stew boiled down to a good feeling, too.

"By the way, does that peach festival sell full of peaches or something?

Take the argument to the festival. I'm much more interested in you.

"Yes. It's full of peaches. There will also be a peach championship that looks like a butt"

"I don't care about that"

Halkara, didn't you deliberately choose the impudent information to say?

"I'd love to go if I could eat peaches. Farfa and Sharsha will be delighted."

Looks like I can still see you two shagging now. If I can eat peaches too, I want to.

"Then let's go to the Peach Festival. If you get on the back of Mr. Lycra and Mr. Flattorte, it won't take you that long to reach the honorable town of Leaves in Ontoth."

"Yes, I would love to go too!

Lycra, who was at the dining room, also heard about the Peach Festival, probably thinking about Peach Sweets, and was snoozed. Lycra likes meat, but also sweets. Most girls like both, don't they?

"By the way, do you know what Lycra is talking about Lord Dombra?

"It's my first ear. Sharsha might know that."

Is it an inheritance that is only widespread among elves after all?

"I heard a little, but no one comes out except the elf characters, Lord Dombra,"

I didn't realize either. I found a scratch.

Talking about the Peach Festival at dinner time, both Farfa and Sharsha had their eyes shining.

"Peaches are so delicious! Farfa, love it!

"It has long been said that peaches have an evil effect. I'm sure Lord Dombra, a peach-born elf, also means holy existence. By the way, Sharsha likes peaches."

The part of the information that Sharsha was analyzing in full, but as a mother, she likes peaches is more important than anything else.

And Flattorte said, "You're going to the big food tournament!," he intended. When the dragons go to the big food tournament, they're going to consume a really huge amount...

"Mr. Flattorte, there are no big food competitions..."

Harkara corrected it immediately. I guess I thought it would be bad if I fumbled too much expectations.

"What!? Then you can't compete!

Why, think about fighting? Whether it was a peach festival for Flattorte, I guess he wanted some kind of battle.

It should be noted that the least tense was Sandra. You can't even eat peaches.

But that wasn't the reason.

"Peaches... Those guys, they look so great... I'm under the impression that a lot of guys have bad personalities..."

He seems to be a tall hater in the plant......

"Peaches and chestnuts have been great since only about the third year. But three years, three years. Even though some guys have been to Cedar for hundreds of years. I want you to learn persimmons that say," I'm about to be middle-sized myself, "from about the eighth year."

Eight years of peach chestnut tomatoes is a proverb, I don't think that's what I meant, but it would be just a coincidence.

In that case, you've decided to go to the Peach Festival with your family.

"Everybody, eat as many peaches as you want!

Farfa and Sharsha were happy to raise their hands. There's nothing like an amusement park in this world, so just fine.

And because of that, should I just call you where I can invite you?

It should be noted that Belzebub told him when he came to the house on the plateau. They come all the time, so it's convenient at times like this.

He said, "If I could go, I'd go," so I guess there's about half a chance he'll come.