Reborn as the Hero’s Daughter! Time to Become the Hero Once More! (WN)

As we approach the capital of Raum, its beauty gradually enters our eyes.

I've visited it before, but it's a town characterized by a giant magic school spire more than the royal castle.

I mean, isn't it higher than before, that tower?

"Nicole, Nicole! Awesome big tower!

"Ugh, yeah, you are. Come on. But the carriage rocks, so I don't really jump... ugh."

"Oh, I'm sorry? Nicole, were you 'again' drunk?

"Or extra."

I've been eating and sleeping since I was injured, but sleeping means receiving carriage vibrations directly from the floor.

Similar to my physical abilities, for me, with an extremely weak triple discipline, that life was supposed to easily induce motion sickness.

"Um, can't you even do that bunk, Master Nicole?

"Yeah, it got a little better. Thanks, Finia."

Now I gave him a rope between the carriage bags, and he was on a simple hammock made of blankets.

This cuts off some fine vibrations, but there are some difficulties with the big swings lasting longer for that matter.

I decided to step out of the carriage to change my mood and walk with the adventurers.

It sounds somewhat on my right wrist that I went to until the time of dislocation, but I feel much better than staying drunk.

"Dear Nicole, I have to rest."

"If you stay asleep, you'll lose your muscles. Finia would be anxious if she missed her training, too, wouldn't she?

"It's, well..."

In the course of this journey, Finia also had her sword arched by Leon, the adventurer.

I guess it would have been better from Lyell if I had learned, but it was too late now that I had left the village.

Still, she continued to learn the sword with extraordinary enthusiasm, improving her mechanics and her arms.

As much as I thought it might be a gift.

Even though I'm the Lord, walking outside, there's no way Finia's in the carriage.

She should be tired of training and taking care of me too, but she walked about beside me.

'Cause I can't use one hand, so I'm walking out of balance and I don't know when I'm going to fall.

"You're sorry?

"No, I work. And it was mine."

"That's no good. Finia's a little overmasochistic, isn't she?

"Is it?

From her past experience, she has become a character who carries everything down to her own fault.

This correction of character is one of the challenges of this journey.

As I twisted my neck about how I was going to fix it, I noticed a woman standing in front of the town gate.

Normally, the gatekeeper hits the visitor's check, but in the distance, the gatekeeper also seemed to constrict to her.

"Is that it?"

"What's wrong?

"There... could it be..."

That's all I said, and I think I noticed this one over there.

A short bob woman with big golden cat ears on her head rushed over at a squeaky speed when she noticed this one.

Harnessing the privileged physical abilities of the Beast Nation, he approaches with furious momentum as he raises earthquakes.

Seeing how it goes, Leon and his adventurers take an alert stance, but have slipped between them before that stance is ready.

A carriage horse stands on a pole in surprise at a human suddenly appearing in front of him.

At the same time she activated the magic.

"One of Zhu, two of the flock blue, one of the emeralds. Peace be upon him - peace."

Initially, magic activation, which requires a good amount of prep time, except for Maria, is activated at the same time as arrival.

This means that both the adventurer's vigilance and the horse's surprise are the movements envisaged in advance.

The cat ear girl...... no, the beautiful woman looked at me and held me with her hands wide open.

"Welcome! You're Nicole, right? You sound like a doll, as I was asking."

I really miss this attitude, which is naive in ordinary times, instead of making cold decisions in battle.

My old buddy...... it's Cortina, a military teacher who says in one of her words the great army has moved and a thousand victims have been created.

But this is the first time this body has met. I have to make sure I don't know her as much as I can.

I've heard from Maria in advance, but the salt plum seems difficult.

"Mr. Cortina, is it?

"That's right. You get it, don't you? Did you ask Maria? I don't think I can give Lyell that kind of attention."

"Yes."

"What, Master Cortina!? Six Heroes'?

Michelle shouts her amazement at my words.

When I thought about it, I would visit Maria and Lyell's daughter, so it was only natural for her or Maxwell to welcome her.

Both the adventurers and Michelle's parents were stunned by the existence of a legend that suddenly appeared.

Even then, Cortina is really hard to do because she guesses which of her parents she heard from in one of my words. We need to be careful not to mess up by saying bad things.

But, well, the softness I feel on my cheeks from being hugged isn't really bad.

I even confessed to her once. Well, they just said no.

Maria and Lyell were married at the time, and I was in a hurry... one of my black histories. Only that secret must be kept dead.

"Mm, right hand, are you hurt? Engaged in a fight with a monster on the way?

"Ah, yes. To Vulture."

Point a jittery gaze at my words at the adventurer.

Sure, it's their carelessness to involve the escort in the fight, but that situation is so close to force majeure that it's pathetic to be blamed for it alone.

I'll take it on behalf of an adventurer who opens up to the gaze of pursuit from being called a hero.

"That was because Blob was raided where he was waiting in the front. It's not Mr. Leon's fault."

"Really? Well, if that's what we say, it's not what I say..."

Cortina glances at Finia slightly, nodding as Finia affirms my words.

He can't judge the legitimacy of my defense alone, young man, so he asked for the judgment of his guardian Finia.

The Finia also admitted that it was force majeure in the circumstances, so it seems she decided to put the spear away here.

"Well, then you have no choice. Wait, two of the citrus, one of the flock, one of the mountain blows. Wrap it in a healing breeze. Recovery (Heel)"

Cortina is physically capable, but not highly skilled in combat.

Neither does Maxwell's ability to magic extend to Maria barely.

Capably broad and shallow. It has exactly the kind of ability that embodies instrumental poverty. But her true value is not that kind of direct ability.

With the healing magic of Cortina, the pain in my right hand pulled away while I saw it.

"Yes, now you're okay, aren't you? I can do this, too."

"Thanks"

"You can thank me properly. Great."

"This much..."

"A lot of kids can't tell a bunch of guys who call themselves good growers, can they? It's my first job as a teacher to break the nose columns of these people."

That said, she was a teacher at the academy.

Many noble children are sent in with an English talent education, so I guess they struggle.

Not to mention because her abilities are not so prominent.