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

The sky is wide, unlike Japan's predecessors, so it looks good when the Wyvern flies in.

No, even in my previous life, if Weaver had been flying on the mountain, I'd have seen him. There aren't any buildings lined up on the plateau...

So, when I got back from shopping, I got down on the plateau and Wavern stood in front of me.

You could have seen me walking over there.

"Hello, Azsa."

It was Fattra who came down first.

"Hello, you can fly by yourself, but you're faster than Wyvern."

Traveling in Leviathan form is inefficient. Leviathan seems to be speeding up.

"Yes, I used Wyvern today because I was free. I was wondering if the other person could tell me more about it."

Then came down a pair of glasses with snake-like legs.

"It's been a long time. As the owner of the" Dragon Hall of 10,000 Ancient Tools ", he is one of the Knights of Appraisal, Solya."

This was another unexpected person. I bow my head too.

"Thank you for taking care of Nintan's delivery appraisal."

The Knights of Appraisal are one of the Knights of the Devil. Even so, I don't do anything knightly like pulling out a sword and fighting. I still don't have any weapons.

The Knights of Appraisal are the only ones who appraise treasures and antiques. From what I've heard before, I think it was for that reason that it was named the Knights because it was an army directly under the Devil King.

These people are doing business trips everywhere and have come to Flata Village once.

The appraisal at that time prompted Hulkara to create the museum.

Of course, there were a lot of things that had to be assessed, so I certainly didn't have the opportunity to meet the Knights of Appraisal.

"Did you have any trouble with the antiques?

"It's a quick story. These letters arrived at my shop."

I received the letter. Several books also contain sentences in two languages: the words of the demons and the words of humans. It was a letter I had seen somewhere.

I learned that there is a painting by a Makocian loser in the warehouse of your company's Luxuda branch. Please sneak in on the anniversary when Anzai the Demon King bought the umbrella.

From the thief, Canhayne.

* If there is any inconvenience, please contact the following.

A room on the second floor in front of a four-storey condominium on the corner of Granite Gargoyle and Hawksmith Avenues, 8th Ward, Downtown Vanzeldo.

That thief again!

The Bandit Camp Inn is a Dark Elf thief, but it smells so muddy that there are hardly any elements to call it a burglar.

In general, the purpose of this suspicion is to dispose of anything related to the Macosia Loser, a distant relative. I don't have the idea of stealing and making money.

But don't you think it's okay to make money instead of being a thief...? I don't know much about the case of a burglar, so I'm not sure.

And there's a lot of discipline.

"I wrote down the contact address... Let's hide it."

I don't know the laws of the demons, but I think we can arrest them if we want them to like the police over there.

Besides, there are some cases where Dark Elves live on demonic lands. Were you able to stay in the kingdom of humans because you were a thief...?

Even on the land of the demon tribe, if you reveal your address and make a grand suspicion, you'll be caught.

"Um, if you don't mind, why don't we talk on foot?" Fatra said, so follow it and start moving toward the plateau house. Even if we're done here, we should serve tea at home.

"Well, I haven't heard that it's a request yet, but I'll go ahead and ask you about it. I want you to protect the warehouse merchandise from this thief.

I still have a question as to why you bothered to ask me, but I wonder if that's what it's like to be shown a notice.

Not to mention that Saul is the owner of antiques.

If it's that cane hayne, I feel like I can prevent it without even having to be particularly guarded... but I don't think it's strange that the antique shopkeeper thinks that I want to be careful.

"Ah, it's nearby, but it's a little different."

Saulia says, rubbing the ground slightly because her feet are snakey.

Then I added this.

"The object you need to help with is the opposite."

"The reverse? What does the reverse mean?

Fattra sent me another letter.

I take it and read it.

To Azsa the Witch of the Plateau.

My name is Canhayne, and I'm a suspected thief.

I am planning to sneak into the warehouse of the "Dragon Hall of 10,000 Ancient Tools" luxury branch, but the warehouse is extremely high in defense and difficult to reach by my own ability.

As for that, I beg your pardon, but can't you help me, Azsa the witch on the plateau?

How about a quarter of a million coins in advance?

Note that this letter was given to a demon tribe that is associated with the witches on the plateau.

"There's a request from a burglar to escort us!

My voice resounded well in the plateau.

The name "witch of the plateau" seems to be quite well known (by accident), but I've never been asked for help by a burglar. Normally, never in a lifetime.

That's why.

Fartra said indifferently. What do you mean?

"If there was no problem, could you help me?

"No, no, no. From the point of view of reason, this means you have to cooperate in a crime, right? I don't want to be a criminal! Besides, there's a shopkeeper in front of me... so..."

My tone gradually weakened and my eyes turned towards Saul.

Thinking about it, something went wrong when Saul was here.

"There is nothing wrong with the store. It's an authorized shop."

"Otherwise, I know you're not here, but why did you admit it!?

Anyway, I don't know why.