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

"But let me tell you something. If you don't tell me, it's too tight."

"I don't know, honestly!

"Thank you. I'll try to be as brief as I can, so I just need a moment."

Carfen looked a little relieved.

Apparently, a type like me is troublesome for her.

Lycra and Rosalee were listening.

Harukara seemed to have lost consciousness when she realized that she was out of trouble.

"For example, you each cast a spell that Nintan gave you where you stood. Is that right?

"Yes, that's right," Lycra replied.

That's why Carfen's eyes turned towards Lycra. It would be easier if someone listened to me.

"Each of you stood in a different place. But he flew me here. [M] Dragon, what do you think of the point if one of you counts your steps and casts a spell here?

"Okay, I thought it was the right place."

"Yeah, I'm sure it's a special spot. At the end of the day, you'll think that spells are special because you can come here."

"I think so. Is that...? Then why is my position different from that of everyone else...?

"When I tell you the truth, I'm just checking who tried to get here. So, just because you happened to count one step wrong doesn't mean you're going to fail. I was able to come here when I did my best to count my steps."

I guess that's what this is about. Otherwise, nobody will be able to reach you...

"But if my method works, it will be privileged as a success story. It's the inevitability hidden in the coincidence."

"Well, I see!

Lycra nodded.

The expression of the carfen that was looking at it was loose for a moment.

I'm sure you'll be glad to be honest with me...

We came here when we got the referral.

Then I can see that it was a miscellaneous explanation of where we were going.

"Well, that's the place. This world is nothing but coincidence. Even though efficient methods have been discovered and spread, it is not necessarily the case that efficient ones are only convenient and spread. It means that people think about lots of coincidences separated by a frame called the Rikubo."

Don't use frames often.

The long story of God of Destiny is over.

The explanation itself was not satisfactory.

Now that we've solved the problem of bad luck, let's evacuate quickly.

If you ask an unexpected question, you may be asked an incredibly long explanation...

Well then, let's go home too. Thank you, God of Destiny. "

When I tried to thank Peck,

"Well, what does the God of Destiny do?

Leica asked the next question!

But it bothers me. If there is no fate or necessity, what does this God control?

"There are a lot of unreasonable things in the world. It's my job to fill in that irrationality."

It's such a lewd line...

"What kind of work is that exactly?

I'll leave the questioning to Lycra. And now Carfen looks delicately happy. I didn't miss it.

"That's right. For example, in one game, there was an attempt to shake a six-faced dice, bring the character back to life if odd numbers appeared, and keep the character dead if even numbers appeared."

The probability of success is 50%.

"But don't you care about the 80% chance of failure?

And I said in my brain, "If you ask me! I thought,

And Carfen sighed like a kiss again.

"That's when I'm raising the chances of a temporary failure."

"Why are you doing that!?

I couldn't help but put this in...

"I don't want to do this either. But I have to do it because I'm the god of destiny. Theoretically, it's supposed to succeed once in a hundred, but it can't succeed at all - someone has to create a situation like that."

"No, it's just a mess! And quite malicious!

"It's inevitable. Destiny is such an irrational thing. So..."

When Carfen got up, he came up with a board with a messy symbol on it.

"This is' the one who chooses to be unhappy in bad times'."

"Tough touchy!

"I'm throwing darts now. Someone is going to be unhappy."

"Terrible! Too terrible!

Like a demon or a demon! But if you ask me if this is the god of destiny, I see. The God of Destiny seems to entertain humans.

Well then, let's try it. I wonder who will suffer badly. I wonder what will happen. "

Carfen pretends to be a dart. I'm serious about throwing it.

Perhaps the person chosen to be unhappy with those darts will die.

After all, he is the "particularly unhappy person" chosen by God. There is no way that the hole in the sock will open in dimension.

"Ahh... ah... at this time, I'm going to hit you... That's the only thing that's really unlucky..."

Hulkara is sifting. Indeed, there may be...

"What if I can't stay as an evil spirit even if I don't have any remnants left..."

Rosalee, that sounds like a good thing, so it's confusing!

Lycra's face is stiff as to what to do.

What God of Destiny is trying to do now - is to decide who dies.

It's kind of like a murder.

Then it's decided to stop.

But if it's the work of God of Destiny, it's not something that we, not God, can or can't stop.

I'm afraid of retaliation or something. Is it good to stop?

Because it's about Lycra, I'm sure you'll be thinking about that in a short time.

And whether you think about it or not - you can't come to a conclusion.

Because what I'm trying to do is nothing but God.

If they say this is a job, we don't have the logic to override it.

That's why Lycra is also struggling.

"You're short of training... I can't give you the answer."

The sleigh and Lycra snapped.

This is like the ultimate choice.