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

I also have something somewhat of an old-fashioned spirit, but just not generous enough to see what I said earlier.

Just put a blow in Maxwell's head and then ask again.

Unfortunately, with the young girl's arm strength, it didn't look like she'd been damaged.

"So, what?

"I was there, um, I told your lord I should fall in love"

"So it's a real fall!

Why do you have to make me fall in love with you to get rid of the man who's going to propose to me?

You're going to be chased around the other way.

"No, no, you're not. No. Making you fall in love with the Lord means making you fall in love with the Lord of Adults."

"Adult's?

"Yes, you use hallucinations to make adults fall in love with what you've turned into!

"Hmm?"

He asked me to marry him for two reasons.

That I'm a promising future girl and that my parents are Lyells.

If you make a beautiful girl appear there as a third party, make her fall in love with it, and pledge the cooperation of the Lyells, the spearhead for the moment does deviate.

"Hmm, isn't that bad...?

It's not a bad idea that Elliot's target would fictitiously target humans other than me.

If this prepares a real woman, then that's a problem. Because more than it actually exists, the favor may be followed and in some cases involved in the succession to the throne.

but if it is fictional, it can always be backed up.

For the time being... I've been deluding Elliot's spearhead for five years, and where my appearance is near hallucination, if I leave the city as an adventurer and become independent, he won't be able to do what he can.

"Well, what if I can mislead Elliot for about five years?

But then you're in trouble.

"That's where I can't get my hands on it because I'm watching them while I'm in this town. All you have to do is get out of town."

"It's easy for me to say..."

"Did your lord take the city as an assassin before? Then you won't be so bitter."

"Well."

He was originally just a rootless assassin, or he hides his stronghold all over the place.

Besides, I also want to turn to those confirmations because I leave the material of evil dragons and other hidden places unattended.

One day, the need to leave Lyells and embark on a journey - for sure.

"I need to go on a journey..."

"That's not all. You can't let Miss Michelle go, can you?

"Michelle?

"That kid holds a shooting gift. Besides, I even have an artifact class bow. Not only Elliott Boy, but the troops of every country want it."

"... right"

"Now that I have them sheltered, what happens when I graduate from college? There will be a battle in an instant."

Even now, she has so much hitting power that you can say it's a hundred shots.

Moreover, with the effect of a bangle of muscle enhancement, a third eye can be released only for a few minutes.

Its destructive power is so high that it does not allow other followers. If it were war, it would be possible to shoot only enemy generals from super long distances.

So much genius. Dangerous people at the same time. There is no way the state would leave it alone.

While she graduates from Adventurer Support College, there is no doubt that scouts from all countries will arrive.

To avoid that solicitation, we still need to leave the country and wander off.

As it turns out, me and Michelle are going to have to get out of this country in a few years.

"That's a troublesome state..."

"The birth of the Lord in her gift. It's weirder not to bother."

"Then don't say goodbye to Cortina, Finia or Retina, either."

"I wouldn't say Miss Finia would follow you to the Lord."

"It's..."

If she is, there is certainly a chance she will say so.

That's why it's hard to take him.

"Well, that's not a few years from now. Now it's not time to do something about Elliot's color mess."

"You're ahead of us for the moment."

"I don't know how to make Elliot fall in love first!

Ahead of a serious future, Maxwell suggested so with real pleasure.

"First, Reid. You need to remember the" feminine act "that makes your Lord fall in love with a man."

"What?"

"Look feminine, I'll give you ink."

"I don't want it!

"The rest is not a feminine trick. Your Lord is too gutsy."

"Leave me alone!

Childhood is not much of a difference between what men and women do.

But when you're ten years old, the difference comes out a little bit.

My current reputation in college is "Hard Worker" who is weak but also works hard at exercising, and "Lady" who plays the piano after school.

There aren't many classmates whose parents just come close to being arry, but still, from Letina and Michelle who are there, they say, 'Mr. Nicole, it's plain cluttered, isn't it? I don't often get the impression that'.

Because Maria was actually relentless and seemingly harsh on these kinds of things, I seem to be gradually becoming more and more boyish.

"I'll take care of it. In the courtroom, hottie eagles teach you how to do it right away."

"Wow, I don't want to!?

That's how I was supposed to be trained as a lady until that evening.

When the sun began to tilt and the streets began to stain red, we finally freed me from Maxwell.

When I get home with a sloppy look, I get a worrying voice from a familiar fruit shop old man.

"Oh, what's up, no, Master Nicole? You look pretty tired today."

"Uncle, don't do this to Nicole."

"Ahaha, if the usual returns seem to come out, are you still okay? Look, I'll give you this, and you're fine!

Grandma always takes one of the apples she often buys out of the platter, throws it here and gives it to her.

I caught it with both hands, and I got it. Anyway, I can't take it with one hand right now. My hands are too small.

"Thanks."

"Don't be so sorry."

"Huh."

Wipe apple skin with cuffs and transport to mouth.

The sweet and sour fruit juice spread all over my mouth and I felt a little bit of mental fatigue could be removed.

"Yum."

"You will, you will. All of ours is delicious!

That's where I felt strange signs.

No, this... has it been on you ever since you left college?

"It was delicious. Welcome."

"Mr. Matsumatsu"

I say thank you to my grandfather, and then I decide to leave.

He wanted to leave the scene as soon as possible because he was accompanied by suspicious persons.

Personally, I wanted to leave with a refreshment, but thanks for the way my footsteps seem to run more suited to the feeling of Tetteke.

He smiled at me like that. Feeling Osama's gaze, he deliberately rushed into an invisible place.