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

Spectacular - but not as certain as age.

At first glance, they look like they're in their late twenties, and they look like they're reaching their fifties.

A mysterious man who can be seen both as a young maker and as an old young man. That's this blacksmith.

"What a surprise."

The man looked at me and muttered like that. I know how that feels painfully well, too.

I don't know what to say to myself, but anyone would be surprised if a once Nice Guy had ended up being such a poor beautiful girl.

"Don't say that. I didn't even want to be you."

"No... So what are you doing here today? You're the one who told me not to talk about the relationship as much as possible."

Staring at Maxwell, he asks as if to restrain him. You blame me for bringing in a third party, even though it was a promise not to speak out.

I first urged Maxwell to say hello as I elbowed him.

Notice the intention and show it gracefully.

"This is rude. I am Maxwell. I am chairman of the board of directors of the School of Magic in the Kingdom of Raum."

"School of Magic......? And what's his name, six heroes?

"Did you know? The Hall of Knowledge is also a learning hall."

"Oh, I know. I... No, you promised not to say your name."

"That's your promise to me."

He knows my name over there, but given the scarcity of my weapons, you better not know his name.

I was on top of myself when and where I might be caught and tortured at the time.

Everyone will come and find out where they came from if they have a very rare armor (gauntlet) there.

That's why I didn't dare ask the name of this man. I don't know anything because I don't have a mouth crack.

"I'm sorry, man there...... woman? I don't want to be named in a contract with"

"I am aware of your circumstances."

"So, what do you want this time?

Were you in the process of scraping, the man returning to the task of sharpening the silver ring.

Across the desk, I took the liberty of bringing in a chair and letting him sit down.

"Maxwell, sit down too."

"Is that good?

"You're more than accepted. You're guests. You can't be mad at me for sitting down."

"Let's not."

Maxwell finally lowered his back with permission. It's unusual for this grandfather to get so nervous.

While I was wondering about the trick, I took out the required armor.

This is what Maxwell was sneaking up on in the magic of [Goods Transfer (APORT)] and I was receiving.

"I'm as good as I look. I couldn't handle this guy well because of you."

"Hmm......"

The man tests the broken armor and exhales.

"The mechanism inside the right hand is poorly maintained. Is the damage to the exterior on the left caused mainly by deterioration over time? You're losing a lot of yarn, too, huh?

"He's been dead for a while, so he couldn't bring it to maintenance."

"Dead? Were you under the magic of [Rebirth" Lee In Carnation "]? So to the woman..."

"Convinced?

I bruise deliberately and show you my little neck.

The man saw it and did a trick to hold his nose tip. Hey, Lorikon?

"Fair enough. We're a little short on material to fix it, so we're not going anytime soon?

"That's troublesome - but you're not in a position to say luxury. But I'm not in a position to come here easily either."

"Would a man over there be able to use the magic of [transfer (teleport)]?

Sure, if it's Maxwell's [teleport] or [portal gate] magic, it's easy to get here.

But it's also true that I don't get a lot of time to meet Maxwell.

He is in and out of the Mansion because of his inner apprentice, but we do not know when or who will come to the Mansion.

If you take me and I go missing for a long time, Cortina and Lyell will be worried.

"Hey, there's a situation..."

"Then why don't we go collect the material by midnight?"

"What, you can go right away!?

"I also know the magic of [Portal Gate]."

When I hear that suggestion, I look Maxwell in the face and think.

Now I'm out of the inn. But the other students are well asleep and don't worry about being noticed.

Cortina and Maria are also taking their wings off tonight, and there's no way they're coming this way.

In the first place, I was being stunned, so it was up to Maxwell's demon to see what was going on.

Probably should be okay until morning?

"Mm, could you wait a minute?

"Oh, I don't mind. But if we're going out, we'd better hurry."

"Yes, sir."

Maxwell and I will stick our noses together and start consulting.

I don't care if it's in front of a man.

"So, what do we do?

"No, this is your chance. This is an opportunity to see unknown mechanisms and technologies. It's a shame to throw it away."

"But I'm a little worried it's gonna take till morning."

"Let's try to deceive there with illusion"

"Can you do that?

"Fortunately, I left the demon behind. If you make him look like the Lord, there will be no problem. Your body is hidden by a blanket, and if you override illusions, you're unlikely to be seen through."

"Well... I'll take care of it if you say so"

The magic of [hallucinations (illusions)] is ranged by one's own vision.

Maxwell, who gained remote vision by the demon of use, could also unleash magic using the demon of use in a remote location as his starting point.

But from this mountain to the city of Mareva, there should be a considerable distance of magic consumption.

"What, at this distance, there's no problem"

"That's a bucket to make, Grandpa..."

Even the six heroes. They don't care about this degree of distance.

"Now if you'll excuse me..."

"Wait. This cave forbids the occurrence of point-designated magic. You can't use illusion from here."

"Ho?"

That's what the man told me, Maxwell tried to activate the magic, but it never activated.

The art of banning point-designated magic is not, in fact, unusual. Because if this goes wild, the transfer magic makes thieves and assassinations more frequent.

So this is even popular with the general household as one of the security.

"If you leave it alone, there will be people flying directly here. I can only get in and out of that entrance, essentially."

"Then I'll come out once and get ready. You will be ready to leave in the meantime."

"I understand."

Follow Maxwell, who takes his seat, and I'm out of the cave.

The man also took a seat to prepare for the material gathering and went back further into the back room.

Silver rings, hallway armor, etc. remain unattended. What an careless thing to say.

Outside the cave, Maxwell's technique occurred fine, and the inn bunk made it look like I was still lying there.

This is how we ended up gathering materials with the blacksmith's man.