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

A hut that should be called a relic five hundred years old. But there are few signs of strange corrosion.

This would also be due to the idea of carefully baking the wood surfaces of the cabins to prevent corrosion.

Miraculously it doesn't collapse indoors and comes to the ground floor part.

There it is still pushed by the pressure of the soil and in a semi-destructed state. But thanks to the fact that the roof was on the surface, which raised the rain, this corrosion was miraculously low again.

"The roof was out on the ground and the surroundings were sealed with dirt, avoiding moisture staining, and you're delaying oxidation. It's just miraculous."

Ast partially analyzes the internal landscape.

Only a master of magic craftsmanship really discerns its essence well.

"Oh, thanks to you, too."

Aim is the kitchen. Further down. I mean the basement.

An even more isolated basement in a room where the soil was covered to block air flow. It's a great place to hide.

Most importantly, the two of us know about it, so we might have to think about using it in the future.

With that in mind, I decided to go down the stairs to the basement with my hands on the raised door installed on the floorboard...

"Huhnoo......!

"Yeah, I knew that"

My muscle strength prevented me from lifting the door. Maxwell sees the sight with warm eyes, even naturally.

At the end of the day, Ast pulled me open and I finally got down to the basement.

Apparently this was a former charcoal-baked cabin, and the basement walls were neatly burned to prepare for corrosion.

Thanks to this, I can use it in my hidden room.

Going down to the basement, there were tons of gold coins, jewels, and high-value items of material left unattended in the armament.

Since it's not convenient to get to the city in the mountains, they probably even made the basement spread in the sense of storing food and such.

There was a considerable amount of underground space.

"Ho ho, this is not just a dragon bunk."

"This is again... that's a hoarded thing. Should I charge you higher for repairs?

"Please don't!?

It is a staging ground for wealth in my previous life. Two people who saw that and just started playing the Abacus.

The truth is, I'm under Lyell's asylum, so I can live without this treasure, but considering that the consequences of my previous life's hardships will not disappear, that's sad.

Ast had overheard my protest and was quickly taking to the corner of the room, the material of the Evil Dragon. Maxwell is intrigued by the weapons he collected in his lifetime.

"Is this the skin of Evil Dragon Corkis? I see, it's going to be a good material...... oh Maxwell. The magic of the Devil's Sword is no big deal."

"Is that right? It looks like something there."

"To that extent, it doesn't even extend to what is displayed in my cave. I'll give you about one if you want."

"I appreciate that!

"Why do you do it for free to Maxwell and my repair costs go up in price?

I raised my voice in mourning at the difference in treatment.

But if you look closely, Ast reaches for fangs, scales, etc. in addition to the skin.

"Dude, that's exactly what we're not gonna do, huh? Whatever it takes, it's too worth it!

Rotten but evil dragon. Its fangs and scales alone add astronomical value.

It just doesn't match the cost of repairing weapons and equipment to bring materials in.

"Mm, no... well, it's a rare material, so come on. I'd like to get some skin for the exterior and a couple of bones and fangs for the interior reinforcement?

"Even bones and fangs? That's a lot different from what we originally planned?

"No, when I look at the material so far, I want to work on it."

"... well, I don't mind if I don't have it in my nostalgia. But make it easier for me to use, okay?

"I'll take care of it. It'll need fine-tuning, as it does every year, because which one is growing. You can adjust the user-friendliness at that time."

Ast is right, my height is growing quite a bit.

Approximately thirty centimeters in the last three years. Still much smaller than other children.

"When that happens, I'm gonna have to ask Maxwell to go out with me every time."

"Were you living in Raum? Then you can turn your back on me. I'll pay for the trip."

"You smell subtle ass!?

If there was one who could make all that magic props, it would be worth making as much money as it takes.

But he can exist as an unknown masterpiece because he hasn't made the product available to the world.

If Ast's products were to flow to the market, the name would blow to the public.

Then I won't be able to live in hiding in this mountain either. Hidden visitors visit and work sets in without time to calm down.

Such a life must just be disgusting.

I guess that's why he lays down his name and lives hidden in this mountain.

"Knock it off, if you have these fangs, put on a hook for melee...... no, do you want to put on a separate wire hook with hook claws?

"Please, make it easy for me to use..."

"It's not a bad idea to nail the wrist side for a fight. Hook it on your clothes and you'll be able to grab them easily."

"So..."

"So the armor, which last time could only be used as a crashable zone in relation to weight and strength, this time as a splendid shield, will increase strength? But then there's the impact on the body... then there's the impact interference mechanism inside..."

"... no more"

Ast looked at the material held in both hands and was drooling over the design concept with a shitty gaze. I may not be in my sight already.

When I got here, I finally figured out the real reason he was hiding.

"Oh well. Ast was... Mad..."

I can't help but shape my thoughts. Don't think about the user, just pack the features and create a peaky piece.

People with special sexuality, who are delighted by such an act.

Ast will argue with me when I listen to myself like that.

"Don't be rude. A long life of hiding only crushes my spare time running to such hobbies. Sometimes I come back and flirt with my daughter-in-law."

"What, is my wife running away?"

"- Ah?"

With one of my inadvertent words, Ast's eyes narrow to sword swallowing. And I had a nigga and an evil grin.

"With that said, Reid. You look a lot like your daughter-in-law now, don't you?

I know it's on purpose, but you're gonna tell me that with a nice smile on your face.

I felt a total fury in that smile.

"Stop joking like that, please! I said Mad because I apologize!?

"You just have to know."

Pulling in a light smile, Ast returned to his usual faceless expression.

After all, it was a moment when I was convinced that I had not become a woman to my heart.