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

Molia grass.

It is a rare plant that breeds underwater, and is characterised by no rooting.

It grows by drifting in flowing water and taking in the nutrients that linger in it.

Moreover, they avoid nutrient depletion by choosing among the water with streams and moving it to roll in the shape of a sphere, as nutrients may wither away even if it stays in the same place.

At my feet, Molia grass, shaped close to the shameless true sphere of the name, was rolling by the way.

This neighborhood is close to groundwater springs and water is always flowing when it comes to being in the lake.

Besides, it's where water with large amounts of nutrients erupts from the basement, so they (?) can be considered an ideal breeding ground for

"I see. It's easier to live in than in a waterless coastal area."

Take one Molia grass rolling at your feet.

The size is about my head. It doesn't weigh that much, it's rather light. It felt soft, so much so that it might feel good if I put it on a pillow.

"And because it contains nutrients in the water, it becomes a nourishing and highly effective ingredient for restorative drugs (potions)."

As I enjoyed rubbing the monimoni and Molia grass, I noticed that the rope on my hips was tumbling.

Probably worried about me not responding. Finia's getting confirmation.

"Hey, give me a signal."

I pulled the rope twice to signal that I was safe.

You received that signal, and the power to pull stopped.

I wish I could bring this back, but I can't bring it back in bulk because it's as big as my head.

The foot is also quite dangerous, so two things are the limit.

"They didn't specify the number either, so would two be enough?"

I turn around with a green sphere in my hands.

The Molia grass I held in my chest at that time went into my eyes and I accidentally noticed its shape.

"Mmm, is this the feel of big tits?

I held it in my chest. It was held as if it were Maria's chest.

On, I get a naughty mind boiling about whether to put it in my swimsuit or not, but I just felt annoyed when I did it, so I keep a grip on it.

No, there's no reason I have to get over it, but I felt like I was losing something important.

Slowly up the ramp and back to Finia, she cheered when she saw the Molia grass in my hand.

"Ah, Master Nicole! And that round is... Molia grass?

"Yeah, that's got to be it."

"You're bigger than I thought. I thought it was about the size of Micah."

"Haha, if that's the case, I'll be lucky"

I'll give one Molia grass to Finia.

If it's just one thing, I can hold it with one hand. We both have weapons that can be handled with one hand, so this kind of loss of power won't happen.

The story I heard beforehand was that there are no dangerous organisms in this lake, but you have to keep in mind.

Between what we hear and reality, there is always a time difference.

There is always the possibility that something has settled after that, even if the stories we hear are harmless.

It had been nearly an hour since I dived into the water, so I asked Finia to re-hang the magic of underwater breathing (breezing) again and aim for the water surface.

The smoke that was rising away from the bottom of the lake clears up, and clear water spreads overhead.

Potsung and black dots existed in it.

Perhaps that's the raft the Marks built.

I held the Molia grass and put my face on the water. Then Finia shows her face, too.

"Phew! Michelle, there it is - hi-ha!?

"Yikes!

I hoisted Molia grass over my head so that I could see well, and shortly after it surfaced on the water, a single arrow stood in the middle of Molia grass.

If you look closely, it's also on Molia grass in Finia. An arrow is piercing me in the same way.

Poke arrows differently almost simultaneously. There is only one person who can do such divine tricks.

"... Michelle?

"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were a monster! 'Cause the green circle just pops up all of a sudden."

"Whatever the first one, why did you shoot Finia's for it, too?

"'Cause I let the second one go before the first one stood up"

"Um, Michelle is flat out saying something absurd..."

"Give it up, Finia. That's Michelle."

Instantly see the number of enemies, pull out the same number of arrows at once, and fire continuously.

Since there is a limited number of arrows that can be held in the hand, it would be two at best that can be fired in tandem, but that is an early task that goes unnoticed.

Marks, who were shown it up close, were stiff with their mouths open.

"Um, the arrow stabbed me, but you're okay, right?

"Oops... 'cause they're gonna crush it in the end"

"Then you'll be fine. Pull it up to the raft faster than that. It's just cold."

"Oh, yeah."

The raft that just roped the round thickness is less stable on the water.

Even if you try to force yourself to climb, the shake gets bigger and it's hard to ride.

So I need someone to pull me up.

Tony was trying to reach me at first, but Michelle interrupted and pulled me up.

Apparently, he's obeying my saying, 'Protect us from men'.

Finia, better in shape than me, had her pulled up to a powerful cloud.

I didn't miss the fact that he was bending over after I pulled him up.

We'll have to impose sanctions later.