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

"Ah, the melting state of the cheese is just right ♪ Besides, the cheese au gratin eaten in front of fasting people, it's great! It's 30% more delicious than usual!

Evil personality!

At that time, Pecora turned her camera towards the artifact.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is pleasure."

A screen appeared in bold in the brain with the word "pleasure."

After that, Mr Bussler brought me and Lycra some cheese au gratin.

"Please, I think you're free during the recording, so please eat."

I already told you to record it... Well, I came to see the Hidden with a proper motive...

But Lycra was in a pretty good mood because the cheese au gratin was delicious.

It's hard for people to feel negative when they eat delicious food.

"Mr. Bussler, did you make this au gratin?

Lycra pays homage to those who make good food. I would say thank you for calling the chef.

"That's right. This is a hidden house in the desert, so basically all we have is something to live with. I always have cheese."

Sure, I can't go shopping easily, but I doubt if I can train properly...

Afterwards, Pecora scooped something like a dessert pudding and took it to the concealed mouth.

"Yes, ahh ~ please. It's delicious ~"

"Don't eat! If you eat, you will fail to fast!

That's why the span to decide whether to succeed or fail is short! In a few hours, you'll be able to almost complete it!

Next, Pecora cooked on the table.

"The point of this dish is to put in as much maize as possible. If you don't have any nearby corn, get it on the Wyvern."

Poppy corn is poured into the pan.

My eyes hurt when I was in the same room as Lycra...

"Azsa, tears are coming out! There's a way to attack!

"I've heard that it's not really a taste of pain, but it stimulates pain, but it's painful!

Hidden people were crying too.

"This is painful, but I don't want to eat it! All right, we're halfway there! I'm gonna push you through!

I don't know what it is anymore!

In the second half, I was doing a pretty nasty project of putting out the top five dishes that the Hidden liked in turn, but the Hidden tolerated it normally. That's normal, right? There are fewer cases where you eat light.

At the end, the concealed man covered his eyes with his hands.

"I can see it with my eyes and it will arouse my appetite! Get over it by not getting into sight! You can't let this upset you! It has a clear heart like a lake without waves! We'll make it fast!

I'm already in enough trouble!

"Look, if something delicious comes forward, you'll spit. I realize that's true."

Of course, I'm not impressed.

"Mr. Pecora, I want to distract you, so can you let me talk to the public?

"Hidden man, fasting is self-satisfying, so it's the same to eat here and satisfy your appetite ~"

Only the Devil can whisper well!

For such a hermit himself, the time limit was approaching with a hard fasting.

"Yes, five seconds left! Hey, yo, hey, hey, hey, hey! Fasting Success! Congratulations!

"The awkward monk has successfully fasted again!

The concealed man is playing guzzle. The concealed pose.

"Come on, let's eat! Delicious, delicious, delicious!

Immediately the concealed man is attached to the meal.

"Well then, that's it for this broadcast! Ladies and gentlemen, please subscribe to the channel ♪"

It seems that Mr. Bussler pressed an artifact button or something, and something like the light coming out of it disappeared.

"Phew, good work, Hidden One. I think we'll find out the name of the Hidden One."

"Yes, I want to thank you. The desert entertainment office will be delighted."

Courtesy, the concealed man lowered his head to Pecora.

"If you have a good reputation, next time I'd like to play a game in which I add one disgusting dish to my favorite dish, and I guess we'll play each other's disgusting dishes, okay?

"Ah, yes, that's right...."

Oh, the concealed tension is so low.

If the camera is only turning, is it the type of person who is changing characters?

Normally it's dark, but it seems that it's only possible for entertainers to wear it on TV.

Then the concealed man murmured, sighing.

"Hah... I wonder if this makes sense... No, I don't."

At that time, the hidden expression was very similar to Lycra's innocent face.

Kensura moved the keyboard-like cloth.

"I knew it," Kensura typed.

Huh? No wonder Kensura knew something.

The concealed man came to Samurai and sat on the floor.

"You must have been funny, Master Kensura. The awkward monk agrees. It seems that this direction is strange."

Lyca asked in a daze.

"Um, excuse me, but was everything just an act?

"Yes, Dragon Sage."

Lycra was also recognized as a wise man.

"No, I'm not that kind of person... Rather, why are you doing this...?

Instead of the concealed, Kensura moved the keyboard and spoke in the form of letters.

In summary, this is what it says.

In the literature of the demonic tribe, it was written that there is a famous hideout who named the spirit of asphalt.

· However, they are all ancient literature, and at some point, the records of the spirits are cut off.

In the past hundred years or so, the name of the person who named the Spirit of Asphalt was found in the talent of the Desert Performing Arts Office.

· Either someone else named the asphalt spirits every once in a while, or the asphalt spirits themselves were about to change direction.

I wanted to check it.

I was convinced that it was the spirit of Asphalt himself.

Lycra said with a strange look.

"So this guy was originally a famous hideout!