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

Fireballs burst to avoid me being rescued by taro worms.

It burned down the surrounding space, one after the other, on a gusthornet with massive herding properties.

Of course, the danger is imminent for me.

"While! What Yabe!? Hey, potato worm, run more! My hair, my hair burns!?

Just like insects, people's hair is very easy to ignite.

Especially with my soft, thin, and straight hair, I would burn well.

You look at Cortina and me and you say 'can' all the time. Maybe it means something else.

I was barely getting anything, even though I was about to be seared by a blast of flames anyway.

I would like to think that this also has the strength of Maxwell's magic control, which has identified the girdle...... Though I don't feel like I owe it to the struggle of Yam Bug.

Anyway, I'm glad the potato worm of interest is safe. I was still caught in the potato bug's leg, leaking a big, soothing breath.

But ignore me like that and encourage work, one work addict (workaholic).

"Hmm...?

Ast, who ignores the gusthornet that falls on the floor and still burns, walks slightly over to the potato worm, eagles its face and examines the spitting tube.

The figure looked as if he was also trying to crush the face of the Huge Crowler.

"The size of the body is considerably larger than I thought, but the spitting tube is thin. I'd like to see the real thing if I can."

Bumps and acclaimed asts, but the Huge Crowler being grabbed is not a hoarding thing.

There are still about seven meters, albeit slightly less racially. He makes the giant sneer and tries to escape, but Ast's grip doesn't allow it.

What an envious muscle power.

"Well, fine. Let's take this guy home."

"How do you do that?

Seven meters of potato worms are not included.

If you have long hands and feet, you can restrain them with my yarn, but there's no such thing as saying that in potato worms.

"Hmm...... hmm?

Pah, let go of my hand and put my hand on my chin. Ast to devise. But the freed potato worm drowned its head on the spot without escaping.

It fails to discern the sincerity of its actions and leaks a rare, intermittent voice.

"What?

"This is a little... aren't you submissive to Lord Ast?

"Obedience? Insects?

"Maybe it's because you're an insect, or because you're not intelligent, you follow the strong. Not to mention we owe our lives."

"You're saying this bug felt beneficial?

"Dear Left"

I returned it to Maxwell in doubt, but he seemed confident in his own speculation.

The potato worm is now lying down in front of the aste and is not slightly moving.

"It's that elf I baked... okay. Don't move."

When Ast said so, he chewed off his own fingertip skin with his teeth, dipped that blood in a water bag, and then hung it on a potato worm.

And when you draw something somewhat magical on your forehead, the water evaporates in an instant.

I don't see how potato worms are bitter even if the water evaporates but is not producing heat.

"That, what are you doing?

"Probably not obedience contract magic. It resembled a magic formation that carved into slave items. No."

Me and Maxwell look away at the behavior. It seemed like some sort of ritual, but it seemed like magic that didn't exist in my knowledge.

I'm scared when I get involved, so I subtly keep my distance.

"Well, there's magic that Maxwell doesn't even know about."

"Anyway, obedience magic is forbidden. If it spreads wide, it'll be used for crime."

"Oh, that's the kind of problem you had"

Eventually Ast came back to us as if nothing had happened. Behind them are also following the potato worms.

"I made him wait. I'm sorry, but we're going back to the cabin. I want to take him home to Maleva."

"Is that the mountain? I don't mind...... are you okay?

There are also many beasts in that mountain. Huge Crowler is the threat because of its size, but it's not the faster leg to see how it's doing when you run away.

He said he captured him because of it and made a contract, but he was attacked by a beast and died. Then, he goes to jail.

"I have no problem with that. There are other rooms in the basement."

"What room... do you have other basements?"

"That's right. You throw in a little bulky baggage."

In Hot Springs Street, magic for digging holes that Cortina also used. If the procedure is interrupted, it returns to its original state, but when the reinforced magic of fixation is used when the hole is open, the state is maintained.

If you use this to expand your space in the basement, it's surprisingly easy to build a basement.

The fact that this size fits means that there are other basements of considerable size, but the problem is the amount of magic that makes it. At that scale, I'm supposed to consume quite a bit...

"Hit it, the amount of magic is comparable to Maxwell's?

"Then I'm not sure. Later, fighting."

"Why aren't you an adventurer, I want to have..."

"I'm already tired of that stuff"

What a magnificent reply to leave and activate the magic of the portal gate.

I crept through the gate with a frightened face.