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

Rittenberg, who felt he was being targeted for his life, left the room in good hands.

Looking under his eyes through the window, he saw a decorated carriage there, parked at the front door. He's probably going to evacuate on this.

I flipped myself out the window and slowly stepped down on the carriage using yarn.

Regardless, nothing has noticed what I look like because I set my hallucinations to dissolve into the surrounding scenery.

After a while, the knights come together on horseback. This is an escort unit.

Then Rittenberg, who came late, boarded the carriage in a foothold that was not busy.

I wrapped a misthrill thread around his neck then.

Now you can drop him at any time.

Four horseback riders surround the front and rear of the carriage to escort them.

When that attitude was in place, the captain and the man raised their voices.

"Then let's go! Pay close attention to each other. The enemy may still be lurking somewhere!

"Ha!"

The knights are honored and honored... but unfortunately your master's life is already in my hands.

A slow moving carriage. I don't know how much I'm hallucinating, but I'm anxious to cope with the flowing scenery, so I'll keep my posture low on the roof.

Eventually the carriage leads through downtown and past the city's east gate.

I don't know where Rittenberg's apartment and the others are, but it's really convenient for me to be in these woods.

The knights of the escort are on guard back and forth, but they don't think they've already ambushed them on the carriage.

Along the way, wild rabbits shook the calves and grass, where the knights' gaze concentrated.

The knights who move to stop the carriage abruptly and respond immediately.

But when he found out it was the rabbit who glanced at him, he exhaled heavily.

"Every what!

"No, don't worry. It was just a rabbit."

"Then move on. A dumb assassin might come after us."

"Ha."

The dumb assassin call is out-of-heart, but this pause is just heavenly dispensation.

Don't miss the gap, jump the thread from the top of the carriage to the sticking branch of the tree and fly away without sound.

Of course, it is an act of using yarn, but to improve the physical ability to accomplish it without making a sound at all, the eyes are full of eyes.

My physical abilities should be no different from those of my lifetime than they are transformed by the magic of change (polymorphs).

Even so, this improvement is going to stick to how I've wasted my abilities in my lifetime.

With this power, I wouldn't have even taken a pull on that two-sword demon god. If I had worked with Cortina for a moment, I might not have had to die...... No, you're not talking about it.

Anyway, now the situation is in order.

I leave before the carriage leaves, wrapping the thread around the trunk of the tree.

The rest is the dimension that if the carriage moves, it will automatically drop that man's neck.

The question is whether you can get out of the scene before you are a hundred meters away, the limit of yarn length, because you will be alerted to your surroundings shortly afterwards.

Since the armor remains for children, I have a slight difficulty with it now. Anyway, for a short time, if you wear it for a long time, the blood circle may stop and you may be necrotised.

But now I can strengthen my body with interferometric magic in addition to my previous life's physical abilities.

With more hidden gifts, it's almost impossible to be noticed.

A woman screams at the end of the street some time after I'm on the spot. It's the voice of a maid who looked after Rittenberg around him from his voice.

Apparently, he succeeded in losing his neck at the end of the line.

The misthrilled yarn spinned by a selection of Huge Crowlers is supple and extremely tough.

And the carriage hurrying ahead doesn't suddenly stop.

Not to mention that Rittenberg himself hastened ahead, which is exactly what he deserves.

A parked carriage that looks small at the end of the street.

I can see the knights rushing over there and pulling a man's body out of it in the distance.

Far and not sure, but I could see the daze and the liquid flowing off and the lack of anything that should be on its shoulders.

"Now the threat to Rittenberg is gone."

All we have to do is see how Maxwell can make use of this fact.