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

"Hey, Mr. Fatra, so what did the ancient clay plate say?

They're also concerned about Farfa. I'd be a little interested, too, if they did say they found out about the mysterious ancient civilization.

"I don't know the details either - they're going to unseal and suck. That's a bad idea, he said."

I'm really not sure, but I found out that it looks bad.

"Then I want you to come to me so I can't unseal that - okay?

Interpret the intention of Fatra coming here as I am.

"No, if you can't unseal it, there's nothing wrong with it, so one way or the other, I want you to do something about it if you unseal it and something comes up"

"Such a project, I'm willing to let you do it for the cost of the lecture!?

Unteachable, isn't it black, it...... I don't even know what I'm good at...

"I'm sorry. You don't have a budget when something bad comes back to life in the basement... I'll pay for it in a more decent name when I know all about it."

It's been a long time since I felt that Fatra was a bureaucrat.

I got up from the chair.

"I can leave whenever I want."

I don't want to go if you want to, but it doesn't seem like something I can leave behind.

And then they ask me this, and I can't even end up living in a relaxing plateau house... When it matters, there's a good chance I'll be called again...

"Thank you"

Finally, there was a grin on Fatra's face.

"As it is, if you can't unseal anything, that would be best..."

"Stop saying things like that flag!

I don't know, I think I'm gonna solve it.

May it be och that I was just overly worried...

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The family going to Castle Vanzeld decided that it was me, Lycra and Flattorte, the three of them.

Push through the pieces of the clouds at once and proceed on the clouds.

I'll have Lycra on her back. Fatra is on Flattorte's back. Faster than coming back in Wyvern.

I was hesitant to take my daughters and Halkara because this story smells so bad compared to previous ones. I also don't know who the ghost Rosalee is, so I'll have her waiting.

"Nevertheless, there is such an old civilization that the Demons don't grasp it."

I'm on Lycra's back. Lycra's voice is loud, so I can hear her properly on a fast trip.

"It's not that strange. Because the demons didn't even know about the kingdom of evil spirits. Then some countries are not familiar with it as well."

They don't feel more unexpected about Flattorte. From a giant dragon, maybe ancient civilization is such a trivial thing.

"Moo's ancient civilization was far from the land of the Demons. But this time it's underground in the land of the Demons. Isn't it? It's surprising that there are traces of civilization that the Demons don't understand."

"Right. I'm not a demon like Lycra either - I always thought I lived in that land. But... by reason, is that not happening? Is there a beginning?"

I've never studied the history of the Demon Nation in detail, but there were probably times among the Demons when Uho people like the Paleolithic said:

I've suddenly migrated from the rest of the world. Unless there's anything like it, I can't suddenly build something like Castle Vanzeld.

"I don't know how long ago it was, and it seems much deeper in history than the kingdom of man, but the Demons had primitive times, too, right? Before that, there's going to be some kind of civilization, and that means there's going to be some kind of resurrection from it, okay?

I turned my face toward the furtra on the flattorte.

"I think so. In fact, I only understood the legend."

If ancient mysteries are directly connected to life today, I don't normally. You're only aware of people who like that, aren't you?

"My knowledge can't tell you the exact thing. Ask for the views of Mr. Smart Slime and Mr. Miyumiyukuzoko in Dry Ads. I wish I was worried..."

"Master Flattorte has never even heard of them. We want to fight them awesome!

Flattorte, reasonably careless!

But maybe it's hard to even talk about this excitement if the purpose is to make a power comparison...

Even so, there's no basis whatsoever for talking about a story where there might be a strong enemy with the content of a bad thing. But to put it that way, there is still a risk of content that could lead to strong enemies.

Anxiety also increases because it is often undetermined.

Let's go for Castle Van Zeld in quite a hurry.

In the cold wind rather than cool, the name came to mind.

Speaking of which, don't you know what a mega-mega god or nintan would be? Anyway, it's a god, and it's weird if you don't know what happened before the Demons.

But only at a time like this, I don't have access.

In my brain, I said, "God, can't you get in touch?" There's nothing to think of......

I think it's unfair, even though it suddenly appears in dreams from the other side. Can't you help it because it's disrespectful to try to take the same stage as God?

I don't think so......

Something worse than you can imagine and you're already trying to stop it with God...?

I shook my head to the side.

No, no, no, there's no such thing as being able to beat God. If that's the case, it's about God.

"I want to fight guys like God -!

I want to think freely about Flattorte, too!

When we arrived safely, we were passed into a room that handled confidentiality, quite behind the Castle of Vanzeld.

There, Miyu and Hyun-Sura stood, oh, come on. He said.

I can't talk more about Sage Sla correctly, so I'm hitting on something keyboard and making words, but I found out that we're having an argument anyway.

"Oh, hisa! Azsa and the others! I don't feel like crap, crap, crap anymore."

When they call me that bad, it sounds like it's not a big deal.