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

The whole family came to Vanzeld Castle Downtown because Belzebub was loud enough to bring their daughters.

By the way, I also brought Sirona as a special guest this time.

"Ha... the Devil's Town is developing..."

Adventurer Sirona is just, just, surprised.

"I was pretty surprised when I first got here, too. Occasionally, there are some delicious exterior shops, but it's quite peaceful."

"Huh, mother-in-law, don't mother-face me"

Sirona complained to me.

"No, you have the right to face your mother because she's your mother-in-law too!

Too harsh against me. I want it to be a little easier to understand and dere. I'm just following you, I can't even say it's a huge advance.

"The sweet shop over there is delicious!

"Mr. Belzebub often buys me souvenirs"

"Sisters, you are. I'd love to go."

Only when Farfa and Sharsha, they obviously have a different sense of distance. Don't really come up with a thorough salt response.

By the way, what happens if you salt the slime?

Will it shrink like a Namekuji?

But Farfa and Sharsha are very usually eating salty things, aren't they? I wonder if the Spirit of Slime is anything else. Isn't it the same as the slime around it?

Next time, let's try the neighborhood slime......

The stroll in the castle town seemed quite satisfying to Sirona as well.

Also, Farfa and Sharsha seem to be showing me around properly, and even for me, I could easily shop in other stores. I think Sirona has made a good impact on the growth of the two of us, too.

After that, our family went to the Belzebub mansion.

"It's late! I should have come earlier in the morning! You're gonna take my daughter away!

"Talk to me entirely on the assumption that you're my own daughter."

Belzebub, you're getting thicker than before. You're still bringing your daughter here in good faith.

And I wanted to introduce you to Belzebub because Sirona is the same spirit of slime.

"Hi, my name is Sirona and I'm from Idel Borderline Uncle......"

I met Belzebub and Sirona is getting a little smaller too. This kid, the reaction changes dramatically depending on who he meets.

"Right, right. Azsa and the others will tell you the story. Well, take it easy today."

Belzebub also doesn't say anything that Sirona isn't interested in because she's big for her daughter. They're going to treat me politely.

"Thank you. Now, quickly, but if you have a white room, let me know."

"You, what are you talking about?

"Oh, Sirona calms down in the white."

I'm used to it but it's the right reaction to look weird like Belzebub.

"There's no white room. Between the pitch-black obsidian."

Do you have a black room...... Sounds like a demon tribe there.

"Then I'll leave my daughters with Belzebub. I guess I'll just hang out and go shopping."

"Um, go shopping for as many days as you want. Stay with your four daughters."

"I don't shop that much. Is that...? Speaking of which, where'd Sandra go?

At some point, I don't see Sandra. He must have been here until he came to Belzebub's mansion.

"Sandra's buried in front of the garden."

Looking out the window, Sandra put her body in the dirt and looked like someone on a good hot spring.

"Well, if you take Sandra, this is the place to call home."

"It seems so. There's nothing more wrong with fright, so you can go to the castle, to the end of the world, to the moon."

"The moon had a plan, but I said no."

Seems like the peace of mind for Belzebub to spend time with my daughter, and I won't disturb you too much. I want you to think it's a pure plan.

"Well, well, Bussler will keep the dojo open. If you're free, you should go check it out."

"Is Mr. Bussler here? You only smell like money."

However, the two dragons reacted to the word dojo.

"Dear Azsa, let's go to the dojo!

"I want a power comparison! I want to break a dojo!

I want you to stop breaking it all of a sudden. Mr. Bussler is not dojo wanting to know defeat or to meet a guy stronger than himself.

But it has no purpose in particular, and isn't it bad to go see it?

"All right, let's get to the dojo."

Me and the two dragons headed to the place where Mr. Bussler's dojo was located.

It should be noted that Harkara and Rosalie are not interested in the dojo, so they went to the castle town with a different action. It's time for the Hulkalas to be okay because the geography of the castle town will be in their heads.

Without getting lost, the dojo was found. I could see the sign from afar.

I work out my body, I work out my income.

Bussler Dojo

Traditional martial arts only contemplated physical and spiritual training, underestimating economic power.

The dojo will also actively provide advice on how to live in the martial arts profession, aiming to develop a profession "martial arts artist" in the true sense.

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"Also, weird signs are installed..."

Billboards in this world, tend to have a lot of information.

It's just that in the dojo, the Demons were very normally tapping a bag that was drooling like a sandbag with their fists, or wearing protective gear and getting kicked.

You can call it a decent practice landscape.

"Oh! You guys are taking this seriously! I want to make arrangements!

"I want to break the dojo! I want to fight!

"Don't let Lycra or Flattorte get too dizzy..."

If this succeeds in breaking the dojo, it will only be an earthquake.

By the way, I was curious about the amount of money in the room with the words "Don't think of the money as humble". I'm sure you didn't say the wrong thing, but it's oddly caught.

Mr. Bussler doesn't seem distracted and seems to be trying to make money.

Consistent. Maybe clean.

Both Lycra and Flattorte started training using their practice equipment, so I headed to the back by myself. I haven't greeted the dojo owner yet.

There was a room at the end of the hallway that said "President's Office".

It's a president or a mystery, but I guess it's here.