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

I woke up in the dark with a strange odor poking my nose.

This unique smell, I remember it too... booze.

"Huh!? Jeho, Keho."

It smelled like nothing in previous life, but in today's body, which is extremely vulnerable to alcohol, the alcoholic odor is just poison.

I woke up and jumped.

"Oh, I think I'm awake"

"Nicole, I wonder if you've had a fainting habit lately..."

Letina peeking worryingly at me as I lay down and Maria holding a liquor bottle.

It was supposed to be an outdoor training ground, but I can see the ceiling of the barracks... apparently being transported into the barracks emergency room while I was losing my mind.

Maria casually wraps it up in a bag of upscale bottles that seem unlikely to be suitable for the journey no matter how she sees it.

It was one of the knights who saw it and gave it a sad, indescribable look.

"Mom, that's chatty......?

"Yeah, that's right. I took care of the building to find out."

"Oh, no. I didn't give it to you... No, anything..."

I mean, did you gamble the liquor from the knights on my notice and split it it without question?

Maria, a six-hero, even if she imitates him like that, has a poor knight she can't argue with.

After that, my slippery tongue is pretty suspicious. Looks like she was drunk just because of the smell.

"You can't take people's stuff, can you?

"It's okay. This is for you."

"Ugh, I don't have to say anything anymore"

"Poor..."

"Maxwell, who screwed the impossible, will plug you in with behavioral booze instead."

"I didn't say a word about that, did I?

Remove the liquor bottle and cup from the bag again with a casual modus operandi as it is and pour the liquor into the travelling cup.

I stuck that out to Maxwell without question.

That's... that's a trick. And it's an arithmetic to get involved forcefully.

Whether Maxwell or not, he knew the intent. After grasping...... sigh and drink up all at once.

"Well, about a dozen liquor bottles, in the margin of error. Don't worry about it. I took care of Nicole."

"That's a lot to do..."

Thanks. I can see the after-effects of a blow to the head, or the sight is swayed with gnats.

If I were you in the first place, I wouldn't faint to the point where I hit you in the head with a stone like that.

It wasn't like me, like taking serious damage in stone that I ignored as no problem. Maria's right, apparently she may have become too familiar with the act of stunning.

"Hey, Teriyu,"

"You should do that. 'Cause you seem a little drunk."

"Yeah."

"But I can't believe you're drunk just because you smell, Nicole can't drink. This has to be educated so they don't 'take it home'"

"I'll leave that education to Cortina. I seem to have gotten too used to it in the peaceful countryside."

"I don't know what a person as belly black as you are talking about..."

Speaking of which, you once had a morning with a sip of intoxication. Apparently, this body is vulnerable to alcohol.

Cortina's right, I'm not joking about getting drunk and crushed by men.

I closed my eyes again, vowing not to drink with a man.

I woke up at night.

In terms of time, is it about ten o'clock at night? Normally, it's not a strange time to be still making a noise, but the other students were already all asleep in their rooms, either because of the fatigue of the day.

Retina is no exception. It is just a famous sword kingdom for rumors, such as letting children get trained until they pass out in the first place.

I could also feel that the sparta swing was less than half.

"You woke up, didn't you?

A sinister voice sounds out of place in a dark room with the lights off so that the kids don't get in the way of sleeping.

This voice sounds familiar.

"Maxwell's user demon?

"Master Left. You remembered."

Be selfish, high-ranking user demon. That stayed right by the window of the room.

Next to it, a carbuncle cub with subtle tension.

For some reason, the hairs are flabby.

"What about that hair?

"... to the kids, a little"

A pigeon whose voice leaks like rare and tired.

It's a giant hamster in a kid's room. If it's a talking pigeon, it's a toy.

When I wake up, Maxwell will tell my parents and Cortina.

No, no, no.

"Is there any chance I won't tell you?"

Tonight, I have to visit my blacksmith and get my regular armor repaired.

With hard training, now that the other students are asleep, it can be described as a one-of-a-kind opportunity.

At the same time I made that decision, I heard Maxwell from the pigeon.

"Nicole, are you awake?

"Maxwell? Oh, I just woke up."

"Good for you"

According to Maxwell's description, he's alone now, too.

Maria and Cortina are women and seem to be having their own drinks every time. Lyell and Gaddles apparently mingled with the knights and began serving liquor by avalanching into the ballroom.

I guess Maxwell has been poking that gap and running away.

"So now's your chance. The destination is close, isn't it?

"Yeah, we should be there in three hours."

"Then goodness hurry. They're all sleeping there, too."

"... think about it, you're in a situation right now where you're using a women's room and you're using demons to peek, right?

"Don't be disturbing!?

I've been making fun of you since day to day, so let me fight back like this.