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

Perhaps the enemy will be abducting Michelle's parents and leaving the city.

Because this capital is surrounded by solid stone walls, it is necessary to pass through the gates in order to leave the city.

I mean, it can't be out of the guard's sight.

I ran to the nearest gate and spoke to the guard who was the gatekeeper there.

"Uncle!"

"Oh, Nicole? Aren't you going on an adventure today?

"Couldn't you get a luggage truck through here more than that?

"That goes by as much as you want. This is the capital, and there's a massive influx of reconstruction materials."

I noticed too when they told me.

The hordes of carriages still lining the gates were more than usual.

The town has been badly damaged by the Goblin raid, which has brought in large quantities of wood and stone for its reconstruction.

Even if one luggage car went through in this state, it shouldn't stand out.

"So... who loaded the weird stuff?

So I'll try to change the question.

Luggage cars won't be uncommon, but the kidnappers should have been trying to carry the aunts out.

Regardless, there should have been some disguise, as there would be no noticeable choice in a luggage car loaded with people who tied it up or were injured.

I wanted to hear that out.

"Weird luggage...... right, I would have gone through one if it was a luggage truck loaded with tons of straw. I was laughing at what you were gonna do with the straw."

Straw becomes fertilizer if mixed with soil and fermented. So if you're a peasant, that's not unusual.

But there are no such massive fields around this Raum.

Because this city, surrounded by woods, is not suitable for growing grain.

Some of the food depends almost on imports, especially those that said wheat and rice would be almost a hundred percent imports.

Getting straw ready in this city like that is difficult in a way.

Moreover, when it comes to loading and carrying it out in large quantities, it is impossible to see it.

But straw obstructs gaze, and air passes.

Massive loads do not weigh as much, and there is less risk of crushing to death.

To hide people inside and go through the gate, it can be said to be the perfect luggage.

"That! Which way did that luggage car go?

"Hmm? I did go down the south street, but..."

"When was that?

"I was wondering about an hour ago."

"Thanks!"

This city has gates to the east and west. And from there, the streets were divided from north to south, so that they were headed all over the place.

This is the East Gate, and if you keep going straight, you'll be on the road to Forneus, the Holy Tree Nation. Forneus is a country with the total main mountain of world treeism and also the largest country on the continent.

It divides between the North and the South along the way, but there will still be fewer pedestrians there than the total main mountain of religion.

This one would be easier to avoid people and get off the road.

I thanked the gatekeeper and jumped out of town.

The gatekeeper seemed to be trying to stop it, saying it was dangerous to get out of town alone, but not now.

A few dozen meters down the street, you go out on a path divided between north and south. From here to the city gates are in sight, so I guess the gatekeeper could have known where to go too.

I try to lower my gaze and look for traces, but not everyone says there are just a few people.

It seems that several carriages have already passed by, and it was difficult to find out the traces of the

"Can't you just follow the trail?"

It's not like I don't have the most hands.

Even though it's impossible to follow the trail on the street, we can still spot the trail by the street.

If you missed the streets and went into the woods, there must have been traces of it left behind.

Besides, the opponents are just soldiers in heavy duty. Seeing where you didn't erase the traces at Michelle's house, I guess they're the ones who aren't up for that kind of work.

Then again this time, you shouldn't have shown the prudence to erase the traces.

Advice, around a while out of the gatekeeper's sight, I discovered a place where tree branches on the side of the street were unnaturally broken.

Examining the ground, underneath the growing grass, there is a solid trace of luxury.

"The crushed grass juice hasn't dried yet. It wasn't that long ago."

The grass crushed by the wheels was not yet dry.

We can tell that the target passed through here not so long ago because the soil that was chosen is not dry either.

If the rest proceeds not to lose sight of this trail, there is a good chance of catching up.

The side of the street just seemed quietly off the road, but I haven't tried to hide any traces since.

I found traces of it without having to face the ground, and I was able to follow them at speeds almost close to the rush.

After wandering through the woods for a while, I discover a small cabin in the direction of travel.

Apparently, it's the hunter's hut to use to outrun the wind storm, and I can see a crude build to such an extent that even rain can be prevented from outside.

There was one luggage car parked by that cabin, and straw was left unmade by it.

I am convinced that this luggage truck is the target of leaving straw, which is supposed to be more important than carrying, just as it has been used.

Since there were no people around him, he approached the luggage truck while erasing the signs.

I looked it up and definitely used it at Michelle's house.

There were small blood stains on the carrier.

"I'm relieved the injury doesn't seem too deep, is it?

If he had received a wound close to a fatal injury, he would have left a bleeding trail close to a blood build-up on the carrier.

With only a small amount of blood left, I was exhaled and relieved for a moment.

That's why it's not always safe.

Using the height of my luggage, I climbed the roof of the cabin.

Windows also existed in the cabin, but since they were in the form of dropped windows, this presence may be discovered when opened.

Besides, because of the small size of the cabin, even the act of opening windows could have become noticeable.

It is noticed by the difference in the amount of light inserted from the gap.

So I decided to look for gaps from the roof in anticipation of the roughness of the construction.

Fortunately, my body is small and light, so I didn't have to make a squeaky noise from the act of climbing.

The slab roof was left there with a tree verse, and there were several places where it fell out and had holes.

I quietly explore the inside from there.

"No way. I didn't expect us to do this."

I hear voices like that from inside.

The dim room was illuminated by lanterns, so it was not a problem to check the phase.

The figure of my uncle, who was rolled into the corner of the cabin. And my aunt is tied up and rolled too.

My uncle is bleeding out of his mouth and sometimes he throws up blood every time he coughs.

Maybe he's hurt his gut somewhere. It is necessary to treat it quickly, for example.

"Don't say it. We can't be born anyway. You can't make change out of dirt like this."

"I wish I could at least take part in the defense battle. Those Second Squadron guys out there, they're popular now, right?

"Instead, we were safe."

"If it's about goblins, it's not farting."

There are three other men in the cabin.

I don't recognize him, but the conversation tells me that the knight who missed his place of action collapsed.

At any rate, we could just confirm our rescue targets, let's start with a good one.