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

Donovan fits into the lord of Stra territory. Regardless, he is the only son of the current lord, Uncle Crain Stra-Salwa Borderline, so that would have happened eventually.

But Cortina and the others embarked on an investigation, and I can't help but feel the alternative at this time.

"What do you mean?

To calm the mood, sip another sip of tea, then ask back.

Whether that seemed superior to Donovan, he began to return the answer with an extra frightened face.

"I also knew that there had not originally been very good rumors circulating to my father. That came abruptly to my boarding house mansion about a month ago. Then the kidnapping of His Majesty Elliot. Since then, I have become frightened of something."

The answer deepened my suspicion that he was the man in the mask.

The masked man didn't see my battle firsthand, but he must have seen the scene where he seized Count Talkaseer without bitterness.

Besides, the pigeon that jumped in there was Maxwell's user demon. Whatever you think, there are six heroes involved.

And there are two six-heroes in this city. It's not that easy to escape from Maxwell, who even uses metastatic magic.

Besides, the fact that I was there should mean that I haven't returned to Stra territory yet. Unless it is also used by the Metastatic Magic Formation.

And that facility is managed by the Adventurer Alliance, so much so that it cannot be used without permission as a nobleman.

Then we'll have to leave the city on foot, but to get out of this city, we need to scratch Maxwell's surveillance net.

And I don't even know what Talkaseal, tied to it, runs his mouth. He should have been running after that.

I guess that's why I started to be scared the other way around. I was afraid when the investigation would reach out.

"And about a week ago on the border, my father disappeared. Bring out all the golden-eyed things in the mansion."

"It's... it's only sad"

Yeah, I knew. Or that the Stra territory of my hometown has already been vandalized.

They vandalized the mansion, and my father disappeared. All I can say is that you're sad. But from what I can tell, only one criminal got his tail out.

And if I don't call Maxwell, there's no problem.

No... with that said, that slaver, why are you in a place like that at this time of year?

If Matheus is just going to finish Tarkassir, the time is a little off. I should have been able to disperse sooner.

"What if to rescue the Salwa Border Uncle?

The assassin named Matheus can scratch the guard. Talkaseal is in his hands now.

Besides, he also said, 'I'm done working in this city'.

So you're saying it was already after you helped Uncle Salwa escape?

Escape the city and rely on a separate magician's handbook (once) to return to your hometown and take out your personal belongings. And the difference in touch stretches our investigative hand.

Maxwell and the others are a day behind in reaching out to Salwa territory because they were hitting the cloud and my treatment.

Did you barely escape because of that difference?

"You can leave me alone at this time about my father. After my father's disappearance, he also found a note stating that he would give me the title, and that his seal had been pressed, so that I could officially succeed Uncle Salwa on the border."

"Oh, yeah? You're pretty dry."

"The problem is, after my father's disappearance, I don't see any tax collection entitlements."

"Huh?

Tax Right Statement. This is to be received from the King of this country, together with a written statement specifying the right to tax when the territory is granted.

Conversely, with this, you can collect taxes even if you are not a lord, and without this, none of you can collect taxes without permission if you are a lord.

In other words, Donovan is now known as the only lord whose territory cannot suck up wealth from it.

"It's..."

"Moreover, at this time, the Six Heroes began to explore the 'Lord of Stra Territory'. This means you're looking for me."

"What a bad time."

"There is no right to tax, and the reputation of the inhabitants is falling to the ground. It's only a matter of time before the inhabitants escape as they are. So I asked Nicole if I could help the Six Heroes, and I asked her to give me a mouthful, and I went up to ask her."

"Is that what you mean..."

Salwa Frontier Uncle...... No, the former Salwa Frontier Uncle disappeared while securing a minimum of wealth for his return.

All the bad rumors and mud to wear, push it against Donovan, my son.

If you get away with it successfully, you're going to restart based on that wealth. If not, are you going to use that wealth to feel comfortable elsewhere?

"I kind of understand the situation. But I'm not going to pepper it."

"Yeah, I guess so."

The testimony itself is only Donovan's one thing. It could be a convenience to cover my father and let us pull our hand.

Either way, I'm gonna need confirmation. At my own discretion, I can't accept it.

"I understand the situation. But if that's what you're talking about, couldn't you have told Dr. Cortina directly?

"That's... because honestly, speaking directly to them, 'Don't be stupid' was going to be rejected"

"I don't think so..."

Parents cut off their sons and push them with their hands and feet as lords.

It's suspicious whether they even trusted Lyell or Maxwell, who had blood on their heads, to talk so cold.

Gaddles wouldn't be surprised if the Iron Fist sanctions were flying.

But Cortina should be able to judge calmly.

"Well, maybe it's not a bad idea that you put one cushion through me. If it's a report from a third party, they might listen calmly."

"Yes, as a matter of fact, there was one side that I expected it to be"

"... we'll do quite a bit"

In order for Donovan now to defend his position, he needs to talk to the Six Heroes.

But I said it in person, and I'm suspicious if you can trust me. I can also say that I would be more likely to eat a front door payment.

So by pinching a cushion that says me, I'm going to make a sober decision. Really...... bruises.

"Of course, I have a history of working disrespectfully with Nicole in the past. It wouldn't be strange if you thought it was thicker, such as begging for help now. But I ask you to lay down there. Help me."

Donovan puts his hands on the table and bows his head deeply.

Keep your head down on me, a civilian. For him of high pride, that should be more humiliating than death.

But this isn't a bad story for us either.

Our target is only the former Salva Border Berkeleyn. I had no intention of questioning that son about his crimes.

"Okay. I'll talk to Dr. Cortina first."

"Thank you!

With a joyous look on his face, Donovan grabbed my hands and thanked me.

Um, my face is close, so if you could just step away a little bit?