I’ve Been Killing Slimes for 300 Years and Maxed Out My Level, Vol. 7 by Kisetsu Morita and Benio

Author:Kisetsu Morita and Benio [MORITA, KISETSU / BENIO]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Yen On
Published: 2020-06-02T00:00:00+00:00

All the pieces after that had a lot of terrible meanings to them.

Even Rosalie thought the exhibit was gloomy. It had to be if a ghost said so…

There were still three more sections, so I wondered where the mood might change. We kept going.

This girl is dark to the bone!

I couldn’t yell inside the art museum, so I kept my complaints to myself.

Shouldn’t she at least include something milder? This art is so depressing…

Pecora had started getting glum, too. “Elder Sister, I don’t want to be the demon king anymore…”

“Hey! Come on! Cheer up! I-it’s just the paintings, I’m sure!”

Hold on… If Pecora’s taking this much damage, then what about Laika? She’s been taking the time to appreciate all the pictures…

I found her sitting lifelessly on a bench in one of the galleries.

“Perhaps life has no meaning. But no one wants to acknowledge the emptiness of their existence, so everyone struggles to keep on living, perhaps. Ha-ha-ha… Whether I die tomorrow or in a thousand years, it would be exactly the same…”

“Laika, think positively! The paintings here have a powerful influence, that’s all! I’m sure that’s it!”

Also, there weren’t many other guests here, but from what I could hear, there were apparently some very passionate repeat customers.

“How many times have you been now?”

“This is visit number six. I’m staying here on the island for three weeks.”

“It’s so nice to be able to see Curalina this much, isn’t it?”

“Talk about a sight for sore eyes, huh?”

It sounded like these paintings were readily embraced by a select group of people.

Oh yeah, I wonder if my girls are okay…

I hurriedly went to look for the three, and I found them more energetic than I’d expected.

“Falfa got bored halfway through…”

“I don’t know much about art, but I don’t think this painter has much variety in knowledge and experience. I don’t think she’s trying to say anything deep; it’s just the only style she can paint. That’s why they’re all like this.”

“From what Shalsha could see, there were several good pieces, but nothing that could really be categorized as an opus or a masterpiece.”

The children were interacting with the pieces fairly impassively. I didn’t want them to be too influenced by the pictures, so maybe their reactions were appropriate.

Not everyone was finished looking around; we had people at both ends of the spectrum of museum interaction.

Flatorte was the first to finish, and she was just sleeping on one of the couches.

“It’s so quiet; I can sleep so well… This couch has the perfect firmness. I could come all the way here to sleep…”

I think she was trying to be nice, but that was a rude thing to say about the art museum.

“What did you think…?”

Then a sickly-sounding voice came from behind me.

I turned around, and there was the jellyfish spirit Curalina herself. Just like last time, the way her black hair hid her left eye reminded me of a phantom. And even though we were inside, she was wearing her backpack.

“Witch of the Highlands… Please tell me…your honest opinion,” she said, her expression tired and almost anemic.

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