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

"So hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

A reckless special attack that cages its own power and holds the spear aside. Gideon should have seen my attack that way.

In fact, I don't think I can handle this handyman with such a foolish degree of advancement either.

But this situation, if you don't do something, my life will be pruned at that point. And Maxwell's demon, who's waiting for him away from me, should be watching this situation.

Maxwell's rush here leads to Crane having a gap to escape.

The longer it takes, the more danger it will be that Crane will be able to escape, and the more likely reinforcements will arrive.

I want to defeat this guy as soon as possible in order to achieve my goal.

"Beyond this period, just a progression? Honestly, that's a reminder."

Gideon takes my spear in a twisted tone and hangs it to slap it off. But I could barely stand it.

The spear has shaken somewhat, but still barely supports it back. This weapon must have looked like my last fortress.

But the hope also jumped in the next blow.

The barely supported spear is also skipped to the ceiling by a subsequent slash from the bottom.

The spear stuck straight into the ceiling. Sticking into the high ceiling that even exists a chandelier doesn't even allow me to reach out instantly at my height.

Being jumped with a weapon, I was finally unable to support myself and fell into the foreground. It is also Gideon's standing position.

Gideon's poke stabs me in the right shoulder trying to fall. I barely swallowed a scream at the severe pain that resonated to my bones.

But unlike the screams that can be suppressed by the power of will, what about the body is difficult. The chosen shoulder loses its function, hangs sloppy, and stops moving.

Gideon saw it and threw away the sword in his left hand, grabbed my left arm and hung it up.

With my right arm immobilized and my left arm sealed, I will be completely deprived of the means to fight back.

"Look, now it's completely packed,"

"Ku......"

I just wanted to try to throw it away, but I can't even do that with another pain.

Without the difficulty of this battle, the lightness of my body, I wouldn't have known what would have happened, but I don't think so.

But losing will be losing. That's why I'm still not willing to give up.

"This will be my last question. What do you say, don't you want to be my apprentice? If you were me, you might even reach Reid, who was the six heroes."

"... Ha"

Short, I laughed with my nose and showed it. That's natural, isn't it? All I can say is that I, Reid, have a single stomachache, even if they say it might reach me once.

Gideon doesn't know the circumstances, so it's natural.

I'll put a kick in his belly with my legs still floating in the universe instead of a reply. But without a ground to trample on, there is no room to gain momentum, which does no hectic damage.

Gideon laughs with his nose at my lack of resistance.

"Hung, will you not submit to the end? I don't hate that attitude either. But I'm sure we don't have much time. I'm sorry, but you shook your last chance on the stick."

"No, it's yours at the end."

"Well, what can you do from this state?

My right arm is injured and I can't move. My left arm is hung and unusable. There are lacerations on the right flank and injuries are also seen on the ribs.

My legs float in the universe and I can't use them for all sorts of attacks. Totally stuck...... and would have looked like Gideon.

"Can't you do anything? So... wait till you're gone."

You put yourself in battle, and you die eventually. So sure of Gideon's words.

But I even returned the denial.

"Resolutely - say no!

Gideon seems to have decided he can't move my right arm, but the truth is, that's no.

Besides my normal physical behavior, I can manipulate the muscle fibers directly.

In other words, whether you have a hole in your shoulder, or a broken nerve, it's possible to move it with the ability to manipulate the yarn if even the muscles are connected.

But it is also a wasted foot scratch.

In this state of poor scaffolding, you can't possibly hit a strong fist or something.

Complete handbeating. Gideon leans his neck against the leopard for the attack.

But up to this point, I assumed, too. My real aim is to...

"Am I?"

Gideon raises his suspicious voice to me, who laughs at me for not being attacked. But it's late.

I pulled my fist so I could rub his neck.

- Yes, point your pinky side inside.

The armor I'm wearing now has protrusions on my pinky side to support my body. It is the sturdiest and sharpest protrusion, scraped out of the teeth of the evil dragon.

Length about a centimeter at most. But with that length, it's easy to determine the artery of the neck muscle.

There was no way Gideon could have avoided this, assuming that he had sealed my arm and thought of it as a counterattack without a fist punch.

Petin, and the feeling of something being pulled off. And a bright red fountain that erupted shortly afterwards.

Its deep redness without starch is also a sign that the artery was damaged.

"Aww, but...... ahhh!?

I don't understand what happened and Gideon keeps his neck muscles down just to keep the wound down. It's also about letting go of my left arm and letting go.

Rolling down on the floor, I just waved my safe left arm and jumped the thread on the spear that stabbed me in the ceiling, pulling it out and putting it back on hand.

Damage to an artery doesn't kill you instantly. seconds to death...... no, you may have more than a minute to spare when you are as strong as Gideon. It's not impossible to stab me in the face at that hour.

That is why, while we have the initiative, we need to strike a chase.

Gideon still has a sword in his left hand. I wield that sword as I suppress the wound with my right hand.

Again, he didn't want to end up just waiting for death either. Should I be just as amazed when I instantly decided to be ready to die and move to punish me without wasting the few seconds I had left?

But still, it was too late.

Gideon looks at me with his rapidly losing light eyes. Still, I lost my mind in the struggle instinct to continue the attack without losing my will.

That's why I don't have the brother-in-law to take that sword. Keeping the wound under control with your left hand means your left defense is thin.

And there is a heart on the slightly left side of the front.

Place the spear attracted by the yarn on the lumbar stash. He lowered his lower body even lower, releasing a spike that pushed him up from the diagonal bottom.

Gideon's left sword is shaken up, and his right arm keeps the wound under control. I mean, there's nothing to block between the spear and the heart.

Sooner than his sword was swung down, I put a spear in his heart.

Govoli and Gideon spitting out foamy blood.

Defeat under a sharp overturn, from the moment you are certain of victory. The thought of being incredible and the look of satisfaction somewhere.

The man, who aroused the first-class only with the arms of his sword, slowly collapsed, with such a strange face.