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

And when the nervousness in the gallery I'm waiting for is breaking up better -

There was a movement at the venue.

Someone fell into the moat - No, I'm down!

Long ears and dark skin, silver hair, like a species called Dark Elves. And she's feminine because of her shape.

Is that the thief? No, I don't know yet. I can also think of someone who just really fell into an empty moat.

But stick something like crust up against the wall of dirt, and its dark elves climb to the point where there is a shield.

From somewhere: "This is definitely a thief!" and so on sounded.

It's not surprising, indeed, that ordinary people would be considered thieves and attacked if they did that. The dimension you can do with a joke is beyond, so there's a good chance of a burglar!

"You're out!" "I'll pay you back!" "Let the chanting begin!

Soon the wizard positioned around the marble table began his magical chant.

Flames and winds hit the dark elves climbing up the moat walls.

Something like wind noises and explosions reached my ears as well.

If you can't avoid it, that's it.

But the anticipation of all of us who were probably witnessing was betrayed.

"Huh! Patience! To this extent, patience!

Keep it up, Dark Elf. Keep climbing the empty moat!

Plus, you look so damaged and worn out!

"What? What do you mean? I'm playing defense that magic doesn't listen to - doesn't that mean? It's a mess..."

"Dear Azsa, that one, I'm just in the mood to get through it! What a readiness..."

I see a slight admiration for Lycra's expression.

"What? Is a magical attack something you can do with your temper?

"But we're doing something about it now..."

Well, if you eat it, you won't even be able to choose a wizard with a caution stick for dimensional magic... and that dark elf is amazing.

Finally, the dark elf came to the front of a marble table with a wizard and a big man.

"Ha ha ha! Thief Canhayne ascends! I'll have a shield!

You finally named your name. It still fits with the burglar who sent out the notice.

"I'm sorry, but I can't forgive you!

One of the big boys grabs a dark elf with both arms.

Yeah, if they hold me down, I'm done.

The dark elf slipped out of his arm.

"Ha-ha-ha! He's painting his whole body with the mucus from the Numenume Toad!

You're filthy!

In fact, there were unforgiving opinions from the gallery such as "It looks stinky".

"You stink! My nose is about to bend! But if you put up with that too, you can stand it! Gorgeous overwhelming patience!

No, it's not gorgeous! Smells muddy! Smells more like a frog!

"Ugh! You're on this table!

To the Thief Cane. In stuck to the marble table.

So, there's nowhere to scaffold, so I slipped right off.

A wizard's attack magic flies on its back.

Fireballs are hitting the Bashibashi Thief.

"Ha ha! It hurts! But I can get over it with overwhelming patience!

Oh, my God, this guy!

Thieves jump on the marble table again.

And it falls right off.

"It slips more than you can imagine with the mucus of a numenume toad! I can't climb at all!

"I'm too drowning in a ploy!

"Dear Azsa, you're not a schemer because you haven't even made a move..."

"Lycra's right. That means... I wonder if he's just a fool..."

"Maybe so," Lycra snapped reluctantly.

If you came without a chance, you wouldn't even be able to describe it as clever for flattery.

Most importantly, I had the impression that Lycra's expression was more deeply sympathetic than open.

Then again, the thief slipped off the marble again and again.

Even when I managed to climb there, I was pulled from the Adventurer's Big Man and started over.

I failed so much that I couldn't even count.

Still, the dark elf jumped onto the marble and was forced to go for a chest with a shield.

"The treasure will be taken to the Thief Cane... you will not lose, you will not give in..."

At some point, the gallery said, "Good luck, Thief!" "Fighto!" My voice mixed up.

Some people are beginning to remember the mysterious emotion of thieves who never give up when they're worn out!

"Dear Azsa, I apologize to Mr. Halkara, but I also want to support only a few of those burglars..."

Lycra, you know, it's easy to get hit in the chest by those hiccups.

"Harkara won't complain because she backed me up. Isn't that okay?

Even as a halkara, I guess it's best for the entertainment to flourish. Instead, I think I appreciate the burglar who's cheering me up.

I hope so.

"What you're doing is not at all monstrous"

I thought a thief was going to take the treasure in a way that makes people say they have it, but he's pushing it with a gorilla push.

"I wish I could at least do enough to drag the crate down with something like a hook...... Everything is too much for tunnels..."

"Humph! Humph! Patience, patience!

Finally, Dark Elves climbed to the top of the table where the crate was placed.

The audience said, "Whoa!" Cheers up.

And as soon as the dark elves put their hands on the chest...

An electric shock ran to her body with the power of the junction.

"Oh, my God!"

Oh, now it's time to stop......

"It's okay! It's about better blood circulation if you get used to it. Mm-hmm!

You're willing to push it all through with patience alone!

And that chest, the lid weighs so much, it's hard to just open it.

"Hmm! Whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa!

He's trying to open the lid forcefully with both hands again!

I want you to use your wisdom for a second.

"Damn, whoa, whoa! It's just a box! I can open the box. Ugh!

I don't know if it's a muscle or a blood vessel on Dark Elf's body, but something like a muscle is emerging. I'm pretty sure it's all I can do. Instead, I haven't seen this guy so far when he was out of hand.

Thieves are a bad thing, but I wonder if I can get some reward this time when it comes to this thief.