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

lunch. We were gathered in a room in the bureau of the underground city of Joustos.

There comes more and more work from the pictorial events that were taking place throughout Joustos.

"" Yoast Street Illustration Contest, "" Let's Draw Your Mom, "" Official Mascot Character Recruitment for Underground Cities, "" Give Illustrations and Get 20% Off! "...... You tried to get him to draw with his hand."

However, I don't think the old god has a mom, so the event of portraying her won't work. All I could tell was that it was like a child painting.

"City paintings are moonlight ~. I don't feel talented like this. I don't want you to paint the landscape."

Pecora is slightly poisonous...... Is the Demon King also highly artistic? Did you also receive an emotional education?

"Demon King, the mascot character section is also subtle. Especially this. I just grew my hands and feet like sticks in a circle. I want you to know that it's not something that you just need to be simple about."

Demons, seriously, it's like choosing a public offering, that's crazy.

Most of all, there were other members who were reacting unevenly.

"'I draw carefully. I can feel the originality in the colour'. Is this where the comment is? The next picture."

"Lycra, you don't have to write one lecture at a time! Because that's not the job!

Seriously, the work is getting weird.

"Wow, this is a lower story. I can't show you, so let's throw it away."

"I want you to turn around and make an announcement. There's always a fool who thinks that's art if it's radical. That's what happened in God."

I'm getting anxious that the two gods are working properly too. Instead, you're looking too closely at public offerings.

"I knew I couldn't do the maneuver of finding it from a bad painter..."

At the point of free participation, someone who is either good at or likes painting should be unlikely to challenge someone who is poorly painted.

It's flawed from the ground up. I have to say that.

That's what I thought, while I peppered the corner of the self-portrait. Mostly, I'm good there, and I think I'm probably beautifying and drawing there.

But my hand stopped on the way.

It wasn't like I was bad or good, it was like I wrote down the line appropriately.

"What is this? Abstract painting? Contemporary art?

When I went to the museum's contemporary art corner in my previous life, it was more or less something that had paintings that I didn't know how to enjoy, such as just drawing circles and squares, or just smashing paint, but it's close to that.

I think that hand painting was somewhat abstract to the title like "work" or "work a," but was it also a rule that had to be oh. I felt like I was losing my uniqueness instead of trying to get out of it.

I wonder if there are any paintings of such genres in the demonic world.

"Hey, Pecora. Do you go into art with these things, too?

I showed Pecora that seemed familiar.

"Sister, no"

Pecora instantly waved her hand to the left and right.

"This, there's a stray line, and it's just not picturesque. This painting has no ideas, no powers. Maybe it's a painting."

Unexpected harsh opinions...... You don't have to say that much......

Maybe they used to say things like this in the art and they had a lot of frustrating experiences......

But this painting, it was in the corner of the self-portrait, why did you submit this?

"Huh! Dear Azsa, aren't you the same author as that painting?

The painting that Lycra had put out was also just a painting with disturbed lines.

"Wow, that's terrible...... Rather, the painting, what is it?

Sounds like a Rollschach test.

"I wish this were the case. The future world of demons."

"I'm afraid of this author's imaginary future!

"Hey, Azsa! Check out the names of the authors of the two paintings!

Belzebub tells me to look in the name column.

"No, I, you can barely read the letters of the Demon Clan,"

"You're not. It's not the letters of the Demons."

What? No way?

Hyun-sla saw the letter and jumped around.

Soon Miyu came too.

"Shit! That's the same letter on the clay plate!

There's probably no one else who can write such letters.

"Besides, this is a special letter dedicated to God. So you didn't get the pronunciation at all ~"

"Lend it to me for a second!

Immediately Nintan checked the column with that name.

"It says dekiaritosde in old letters. Not this one!

That's exactly the name of the old god!

"Don't you have something written at the address? Maybe we'll find out where!

Now Nintan turned the back side of the illustration.

"It says," Room 505, Promise Hill Hotel. "Do you have a hotel with that name?

"It's the name of one of the finest hotels in the underground city of Joustos, built on high ground. Even cheap rooms cost 70,000 coines per person."

That's what Pecora said.

Finally, I know where the old god is.

"Again, you should try any measure..."

That's how Lycra leaked with an impressive, outrageous look.

"It's really the result, isn't it?"

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We headed right to the hotel.

The hotel manager also told me the guest's face.

"He was a very bad picturesque face," the manager told me. It is not a good expression for the manager to use in reputation of the customer.

If you listen a little more closely, he's so disturbed that his face and body get anxious when he sees everything. Plus, you think it's a little bit of a different distortion every day?

"That's exactly what I'm talking about," she said when I showed her an illustration that I'm not sure what it is.

"Well, you were good at self-portraits, you god ~"

Mega Mega God did a weird way of convincing me.