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

However, the change in Flattorte also ended in a week.

"Ah, I forgot to take a bath. Well, I'm not sweating, and I'm coming in tomorrow."

"Flattorte, you, didn't you say the same thing yesterday? When you get hot water."

"But, my lord, no one has told me it still stinks."

"It's too late for you to tell me."

Flattorte was back to the usual way again at this rate.

I cautioned against using a spoon or hitting the bread as I was about to eat both at dinner and soup by hand.

"It's better not to use a spoon because it reduces the number of washes."

Also make a statement like a boy college student living alone like that......

And Flattorte sprayed a very fine cold brace against a plate of soup.

There's a little cold wind coming over here, too.

"Come on, drink!

So, I put my mouth on the plate and drank a lot.

After that, now I held a large plate with meat dishes for myself, and poured the meat in as well. Sounds like a garbage disposal facility......

"Yeah, this way of eating is better!

"There's more to it than that. Wouldn't that have a negative impact on Farfa and Sharsha?"

Lycra cautioned. It's a constant development that points to bad behavior. It may be worse than before when it comes to demeanor.

"Farfa, I'm not eating like that."

"The meal begins with a thank you and ends with a thank you."

The protest from my daughters that I won't imitate them is confusing.

"Lycra, cooking is the most important thing to eat the way you think it tastes. I'm too conscious of manners like you to know what it's all about when I get tough. Do you ever get good food in your manners?

"Manners won't even be about dimensions, though. I'm just saying use it because there's a spoon."

"Mostly, it's cultural just to be served on a plate. The Blue Dragons sometimes drank directly from the soup pan."

"It's too much...... I'm getting a headache......"

Lycra held her head to the difference in values between the dragons.

"Well, shall I chill your head too with a cold brace?

"It's cool. When I'm cooled down, I'm not feeling well."

I knew it was a lycra to refuse, but it seemed to relieve me somewhere.

This is how the dragons talk to each other, and it's more like our dining scenery.

The crisis that Flattorte would be like someone else was a struggle to overcome.

There, hello, hello and the door knocked.

So, I opened it before this one opened.

Belzebub stood.

"Oh dear, did you not go to the Kingdom of Sasa Sasa?

Thank you, it seems clear from the look on your face. Were you in trouble?

"Gone, what? Was it a bad idea to have a big impact on the plant ecosystem?

If you think about it, not only plants, but also animals and insects within the ruins could be dead... It's just around the ruins, so I think it's a local problem.

"In the human world, books like this have been published urgently. So far, I hope they don't believe me, because they think it's a Yotai story or a novel."

Belzebub put one book on the table.

Suitable for the term emergency publishing, I have the impression that the cover is perky and simplified.

The title was "The Ruin of the Old (Furui) Ruler".

"Oh, what if the Kingdom of Sasa Sasa finds out?

"By and large, so be it. Read it from around here."

I'll start reading from the line that Belzebub pointed to.

As I proceeded, there was a change that could be neither natural nor magical.

The deep forest temperatures cooled rapidly, and the wind was so cold that it froze in an instant.

The land is a warm place in the kingdom and in the south, and there can be no such thing as having to watch out for the terrible plague, or sifting into the cold in the winter. But instead of letting that cold air cool down to the core of your body as well as your soul, the more you head into the back of the woods, the stronger you become.

I felt like I was being whispered away by some great man who wanted to be named. Even if just one wizard used the magic of ice and snow, the effect would eventually disappear. It won't last long enough or twenty minutes.

Then is it the work of the Spirit? But the residence of ice and snow spirits is probably a harsh snow mountain, and you should never be in such a land where even the coldest days of the year do not fall a grain of snow.

I went further forward, deluding my consciousness of wandering in the cold with the flames of the pine lights (sweet potatoes) that I had prepared to walk at night. My curiosity surpassed my fear that if I went on like this, I would not be able to take it back.

And as he drew away the sturdy grass like a tree while he was tall, he was to see even more unlikely sights.

A high iceberg wall was appearing in front of the forest!

Yabba!

It's totally about the day we were there! Someone was here to explore!

Let's keep reading. You wouldn't have found out...?

I raised my voice without a voice. The rules of weather in this world are being broken by someone. I'm not sure who tried that, but the ice was piling up naggingly.

The iceberg was almost vertical and very unlikely to be able to crawl up, and I decided to go around the outer circumference of the iceberg.

The iceberg seemed to last everywhere, but in one place, there was an avalanche and a part of it that was collapsing, which I could take a look behind the iceberg.

There was nothing there but white luminescent walls, not ice or snow!

It's the ancient magic one!