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

The right fist was completely broken. This makes it difficult to use yarn for melee.

But there's also good news. The inside of my body, the fibers of my muscles.

Attached to a single thread, my strength. That is, my fist has achieved a great deal of enhancement. Is this what that white god used to say, "The Power That Just Can Be the Most Powerful"?

But for that, my body is still too brittle. This is far from the strongest. But only to the power to survive this predicament - becomes.

Matheus recovered from a moment of consternation and approached us.

I can beat that slaughter with a piece of paper - no, not a thin skin.

"What!?

I can't help but be surprised. It would have felt like he had cut the remnants for him.

He avoided it so badly.

I was using my ability to manipulate yarns for defense, not attack.

If you use this power to attack, your body will break before defeating your enemies. Then I put all my strength into avoiding it and thought I should buy some time.

The muscles of the hands and feet are wrapped with the force of manipulation threads, and by manipulating them like puppets, they are made of a single piece of paper.

Avoidance of rinsing is possible because we saw the muscles, tendons and nerves as yarns that can move more closely than the hands and fingers. I manipulated my body like a puppet, allowing it to operate with extreme precision.

It must have looked like an incredible divine trick to him.

Continue to avoid the stormy slaughter rain in a lukewarm motion.

From the edge, it would have looked like I had been chopped to pieces. But the slaughter hasn't even scuffed.

And he unleashed more than ten slaughters, and did all of them, and Mattheus distanced himself.

"Why... suddenly?

"I don't know. I don't have the right to tell you."

Flash the piano line on your left arm with the discard dialogue. But this is avoided lightly. Again, it's an opponent that doesn't work with a towed attack. Even if it is abrupt, does it leave enough sanity to respond to attacks from the front?

In the meantime, I can say that we have no more problems with defense. But I still can't be optimistic.

The bleeding in the cloud hasn't stopped yet, and my right fist is shattered. Avoidance and I don't know how long it will be possible. Pointing the force of the yarn into my body is definitely cutting my body's endurance.

Over there, by contrast, there's only one man with his knee slashed and torn. We're still intact when we get to Matheus.

Two men left here attacked me to pinch me.

Until now, they couldn't even get close because they were in Matheus' way. As Matheus took his distance, he must have seen it as an opportunity and attacked him.

But I'm going to wallow those two and further distance myself from Matheus.

Fly back to the cloud at once, wave the piano wire and wrap it around the cloud's arms to stop the bleeding.

The yarn is not in a chopping and tearing motion, so tighten its shoulder tightly and hold down the bleeding.

At the same time, he hit one of his knees with his heel and crushed it. If I were you, I wouldn't be a yawdy foot enough to crush it with my kick, which weighs so lightly.

But now that I'm threading the muscle fibers, that kick is a far heavier blow than usual. Step on to make up for the lightness of your weight with speed.

Make a nasty noise with the cockroach, trample the man's knee easily, and keep one rolling between him and Matheus.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

The man with the broken leg wandered between me and Matheus, becoming an obstacle to each other.

Seeing it, Matheus, for a moment, shows a bare gesture of contemplation.

One of the remaining men swung his sword from the other side and attacked him, but this bounced off the sword by slapping him with his left elbow in his hand, disarming him.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!?

An elbow strike smashes the finger of the handshake, and a man screams and holds his own arm. I wouldn't expose myself to such defenselessness if I were first class. It still looks like Matheus is the only one in the enemy who needs attention.

Then step on your knees from the side, snap them in the same way, and roll them to the ground.

Now Matheus has to dodge both of them by the time he gets to me.

And the move to bypass it becomes his gap as it is. I won't miss it.

But instead of heading this way, Matheus lowered his arms and raised his thoughtless, throwing voice.

"Oh, no more... I stopped"

"What?"

"Your daughter has an unexpected hand, three coworkers have been rendered powerless, and this is time to retire, isn't it?

"Hey, Matheus! Are you going to leave the witness alone!?

The last one raises his voice of consternation to Matheus, who draped his arms unwillingly.

From what I've seen, the man who's fat enough is probably the head of the slave trader. I don't care how you look at it, it's not for the fight.

"No, 'cause come on. This lady's gonna take a while to knock you down, huh?

"You can take it!

"Can't you afford that? You'd be reporting in anyway, and it's only a matter of time before the guards rush in?

"... Damn!

When the man threw up all that much, he removed the horse that was connected to the carriage and started running away on it.

This is a decision you can't get away with while you're in the carriage. It's hard to run through the woods without a big carriage on.

If I can, I want to go after him and stab him in the stomach, but I don't already have a weapon in my hand.

But it's really thought-provoking around abandoning your people and running away. Doesn't it bother you that you don't want to go into the city of Raum?

"I was wondering if I could ask your daughter's name. I know because your little lady was calling you scattered?

He flaunts his shoulders safely and asks. Perhaps he's a jerk like this man.

Even for me, the rescue of the cloud is done, and there's no reason to push it deep down here. No, I do... but that's just not that much of a swine rush.

- Nicole.

"Nicole...... right? I remember, I remember. Nicole, let's make it your next target."

"Target...?

That's all they said, and I finally hit my head.

A swordsman with the ability to conceal, first-rate...... no, you can call him super first-rate. There is no coincidence that such a man is here.

I've been hearing about a case made by a man like that lately.

"You... assassinated Count Talkassir?

Perhaps someone with a secret gift, just like me, made it, assassination.

There's no way anyone with that ability is here and not related. And Matheus spread his hand out upon his head, affirming and showing it.

"Oh, my goodness! Well done. You spotted me. That's my rival, isn't it? You can be my wife in the future."

"Strongly say no"

"Is that again?

Now unfortunately drop your shoulders and show them. This also appears to be the wind that is intentionally playing that way rather than saying that there is a wealth of emotional expression......

"Who hired you to kill Talkaseer?

"You can't say that, can you?

"... right"

If he was an assassin, he couldn't have divulged his employer.

But if I could, I didn't want to hold this guy back and give him a escape gap... but that seemed to be something I understood over there.

"Well, I guess it's time to pick you up, and I'll run, too?

Matheus flies back and back and crosses the other horse.

It's still one horse left because of an earlier man removing it from the carriage.

"I'm Matheus, the Hidden Knife Gentile. Remember until we see each other again, okay?

That's what I say, I run away.

I can't go after it. Because the cloud remains.

And from afar, the hissing of horses and the scrubbing sound of metal. Apparently, at last, the guards arrived.