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

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After breaking up with Haumea, Ambassador Baltic leaves the Adventurer's Guild and heads in the direction of an embassy.

But on the way off the road, sneaking into a sparsely populated alley.

Carefully confirming that there were no people around him, he began to chant the spell in the main.

"Zhu's Two, Blue's One, Jade's One - Uncurse (Dispel)"

When the magic activated, the old gentleman collapsed to melt, and a skinny man's face appeared from below.

The face of Baltic has no shards in its appearance. In that forehead, there were small horns.

In other words, it is a sign that a man is a semidemon.

"Phew... it's not easy to imitate nobility."

Exhale loudly and return the spine you were stretching back to your original cat back.

The surrounding atmosphere had changed into something completely different, even though it was neither wordy nor radically different.

The man is so suspicious that he feels frigid at first sight. Obviously not a human atmosphere involved in public duties.

I took something like a hat out of my nose and when I put it on my head, I started the procedure with a startup language (keyword) in my mouth.

"Uh, Kufal, are you connected?

"... oh, I hear you"

There was a subtle time until there was a reaction over there. I'm worried for a moment that you contacted me when it wasn't convenient.

"Was it a bad time?

"No, I'm fine. There are no people around right now. How's it going over there?

On the contrary, Kufal asks and checks the perimeter again.

I don't see anyone who cares about this one, originally just in a sparsely populated alley.

"Oh, I'm fine"

"Right. So, what's the result?

"Looks like he was a dummy. It was a typical elf with blonde eyeballs."

"Were you still faking your identity"

"I didn't even realize they disguised themselves as Elves. I can't clap."

"We're talking inside the guild. Even if I was nervous, I guess I wasn't on guard."

The voice I returned to was not otherwise surprised. There was no wind, and I remained calm.

Perhaps this result, too, Kfar assumed. He possessed age-appropriate knowledge, demonstrated charisma and instantly created an organization.

The man who speaks is also one of the subordinates of Kufal in the first period. Five years have already passed since then.

But Kfar's appearance does not move as it is fourteen or five. This is a growth characteristic of a semidemon.

The semidemon stops growing when he grows to a certain age.

The age at which it stops varies from person to person, but it stops at roughly mid-teens to around thirty.

I mean, Kfar's exact age... nobody knows.

"Has this interrupted the path to follow the trail of Haumea"

"Some people say," Ask the old man directly. "

"I can't risk that. than that......"

"Hmm?"

"Right, you want to rock Raum a little next time? If we're good, he might show up from the other side."

"How?

I haven't had an answer to a man's question for a while. From beyond the magic prop, the sound of scratching the paper around instead lasts for a while.

Would the silence have lasted for a few minutes in time? I finally heard Kufal from the demon props.

"There it is. One of the ancient documents describes the unusual evolution of monsters. According to this, if you continue to be exposed to high concentrations of magic, individuals who make specific changes appear."

"Heh?"

"Surely there was a pulse of ground going through north of Raum?

"Yeah, but they're buried in Old Man."

"I'm not sealing it with magic, I just buried it. The magic of the tunnel will do anything to dig."

"Well, yes."

"There...... right, you can throw in even a fast metabolic goblin. If it works, General, no, it could evolve into a road."

"Does that work?

Kufal did not respond to the man who inadvertently disputed it.

"It doesn't have to work. Goblins increase on their own if they have a safe nest. More goblins attack neighbors. The confusion alone could lead to the emergence of targets."

"Is that so?

"But if" Old Man "stays in Raum, he could be wiped out in an instant. Can't you somehow lure him somewhere else?

"Why don't you just spill some fake information about Haumea over there and let 'old man' call it in? What more do you want to do with 'The Army Master' than that?

"Leave that one alone. Our aim is not the annihilation of Raum, it's chaos. Goblins need to be repelled in moderation, 'merchandise' will decrease."

"Oh no. Then I'll try that route."

"Don't push it though. It's not good to get caught up in this move yet."

"Oh, I know"

Kufal is a prudent man. But at the same time it is cautious and bold.

Let's just say this instruction is pretty bold, too.

The instructions I just received are quite a mess, too. It is true that when a fast-metabolizing organism, like a goblin, is thrown into a place like a mass of ground veins, it can cause a mutation.

But there is no certainty that it will happen, and the possibility that it will form a group and approach Raum is unknown.

But the man knows he wants it.

"Then we'll have to guide him somehow. Rather build a spacious nest and throw a few together. What if it's a nursery bed..."

So I recall the presence of a woman named Haumea, who was earlier.

She seems a little old, but she's definitely a beautiful woman. The man shook his head when he tried to feed her.

So was Haumea, but so was a man named Cole who was next door, and his arm seemed to stand.

It's not a good idea to get a bad hand at detecting this one's existence.

Kufal is a man who treats his people peacefully, but can also cut them off relentlessly if needed.

"Dangerous. Dangerous." Everything's solid. "

The man groans so, returning to the figure of Ambassador Baltic again.

Because he doesn't have the ability to control the two magics in parallel.

Then, while maintaining his tentative first appearance, he heads to the confluence of information.

As it stands, an interview will have taken place that is not in Ambassador Baltic's memory.

Deliver the information to the embassy first, and before Haumea and Baltic meet each other in the face, let them know it's a mistake.

That way, I may go deeper into this story.

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