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

I enrolled in the School of Magic and three years ago.

I'm ten years old at last, and I'm finally getting out of junior year.

Lyells worried about decay for a time, but with the effect of potion or the magnificence of saying he's more rejuvenated now, he's regaining his youthfulness that's all wrong with his thirties.

Thanks to this, I'm still raging on active duty, and I don't have a choke on me or Michelle from the state agency.

I too have made good progress in my magic arm, and I have overcome the difficulty of being associated with it.

Now you don't have to undergo suction work every day, it doesn't interfere with your life. I need it about once a month though.

Thanks to this, my abilities, even without assistance, have generally reached the point of endurance of girls.

"... there he is"

Lurking in the woods, I send a signal to my followers.

Three (...) people (...) began to move simultaneously on that signal.

In front of me is a bison who eats grass with ease. Somewhat heavily loaded for us.

Letina, who came all the way by my side, speaks out worried.

"Whatever it takes, aren't cows dangerous?

"Just be well prepared and you'll be fine. There are meat walls now."

"Meat walls are about me?

The cloud that followed Retina raised her dissatisfaction.

I was training for the cloud, but I can't say it's just night training forever.

We need to learn to stand around at parties one day too, more than we want to be adventurers.

So I built up some strength, and I decided to introduce him to Michelles and welcome him as an adventurous companion.

Regardless, I'm getting Naisho to do what we were training there for in the middle of the night. As soon as he speaks of it, he will be broken by my disciples.

In late-night training, I never used yarn blatantly in front of the cloud, but it still shows off the depth of experience I don't think of as a toddler. Being outspoken of can be unnecessarily suspicious.

"Because cows are opponents, it's natural that if you fight from the front, you can't win, but if you set a trap, you'll have plenty of chances."

"A trap, what do you do?

"It's not such a big deal. The point is, if you stop moving, the rest is what Michelle will put in place."

"Yeah, let me!

Beat Pong and his own chest, and Michelle glances at her confidence.

As far as I'm concerned, I can't help but worry about the chest armor that deflected lightly on the clap I slapped.

We're already ten. It is about time that gender characteristics begin to manifest themselves. Michelle's chest had already started to stand out quite a bit because of her particularly fast growth.

I look at it and feel sad and subtle like I'm happy.

Though small, I am glad to see the scene of chest swings, but I feel a little depressed when I wonder if it will come to me any time soon.

Anyway, we need to get ready now.

Michelle has a lot of luggage because she has both a hunting bow and a large silver bow (third eye). That also affects the amount of arrows you carry.

In other words, Michelle had been forced into a one-strike special method of warfare.

You can't shoot a cow in the face.

Regardless, if I use my ability to carry the thread, I can stop the movement at my leisure...

"Set a trap first. Lead me there and in the cloud to trap me."

"And then there I am, Dockern, right?

"Yeah, I got it"

Now that you don't have time to dig pits and such, leave the snare traps behind the bushes that make fun of the ropes on your feet and stop moving.

While I set the trap, the cloud keeps an eye on the cow.

After being so ready, the curtain of battle was cut and dropped.

"Holy shit!

I'm supposed to be fighting at medium range. But not so reckless as to challenge a cow to a close fight.

I used a leather string tool called a stone thrower (sling).

Stones accelerated by centrifugal force were thrown head to head.

It hits without aiming, and the cow stares at this one with an angry gaze.

He kicked the ground twice, three times and with his hind legs, lowered his head and took the assault position.

I can't take my time looking at that either. He twisted and retreated, and took a distance. No matter how many cows, animals are faster in linear motion. Advantages are better.

And the cow raised his voice of anger and thrust this way.

I turn my back immediately and move on to escape. Originally, it is an extremely dangerous act, such as turning your back on an animal.

But we need to lure him into the trap as soon as possible, than there is no winning shot at fighting from the front.

Running a certain distance, I was caught by the branches of a tree I was staring at and jumped and took a distance from the ground.

At the same time, the cloud's stone-throwing captures the cow's face.

The cow, who lost sight of my goal and instead targeted the cloud, immediately changes direction and begins to follow him.

Thus alternating cow targets were placed and directed to trapped positions.

A simple trap that just set the rope. However, it is designed to make it easier to cling to the feet by tying one to the other branch.

The cow stunningly caught on to that rope, which inhibited foot movement and tipped over.

I would have been able to rush through without even paying attention to this level of rope. So powerful, the buffalo has it.

But if you drag your surroundings around in the cloud with me and fatigue them, and they take your legs out of balance, you can't even stand there.

For a moment, stop moving. That was enough time.

"Retina!"

I spoke first to Retina in the wake of my prey being trapped.

In response to that voice, Retina unleashes fire attribute magic.

It was just a firebomb (firebolt). And the bottom line. Originally, it doesn't do a lot of damage to cattle.

But the flaming bullet struck directly at the cow's rear leg, securely snatching away its mobility.

The cow is burned around the knee of his left hind leg and sinks into his body.

Michelle's aim is clear there. An arrow shoots through.

Direction of escape, sinking body. Her unleashed arrow, which was calculating them and lurking herself in the optimal position, shot through the cow's right eye precisely.

Xu chooses the cerebromedulla from the orbit, stopping life activity in an instant.

The cow, who received an arrow on his head, shook his body with a bickle, then made a dodgy noise and fell over to the ground.

Then repeated spasms two or three times...... eventually stopped.

I'll set up a dagger with Katana, close to the cow, make sure it's out.

He made sure we were completely out of breath, and we finally pulled our strength out of our shoulders.