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

After I left Lyell's mansion, I did not return to Strahl immediately, but headed into the woods north of the village.

One reason is the needle beetle investigation.

A demon god that existed where it did not originally exist. And most importantly...

"The ecology."

Needle beetles form flocks and inhabit.

I don't know if I will be summoned in a herd because I haven't seen the summoned scene, but it's hard to think of being alone.

It is also because of this that Maria claimed to investigate the forest.

I also studied monster knowledge at the School of Magic, so I knew about the ecology.

"If I saw one, I'd think there were ten of them, I guess. No, you don't?

I think Cortina said that when she moved to Raum.

Finia wasn't there then, so the house was pretty rough. I can also say that it seems like a dodgy Cortina as far as I'm concerned.

Anyway, needle beetles are herd nature.

If Lyell exorcised one, there must be another herd.

This time, there's nothing I need to put out. Lyell will sweep it up tomorrow, so I guess there's no problem leaving it alone, but there are a few things that bother me.

It is the presence of the otherworlds to which the needle beetle was summoned by summons. That is, it is a kind of demon god.

This could involve Kufal. I think that's all I need to figure out who this problem is.

"I'm not self-satisfied."

As far as Kfar is concerned, Maxwell has also looked into it, and the sacrificial disturbances in the north have stepped forward to a solution with King Elliot himself in command of the front.

The range of their activities has probably narrowed sharply, and it was visible that they would be stuck in the near future.

Still, the thing of fringe from a previous life was left stabbed as a thorn in my heart.

"I guess it wouldn't have been such a problem then if I had just finished it exactly. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

As I walked through the woods saying I bumped myself, I heard a slightly deafening noise from the direction of progress.

Bubble bubble - and the unpleasant sound of tapping the tympanic membrane directly. It's a unique sound when insects fly.

And the fact that the distance is so far apart but the sound of it resonates meant to have a commensurate magnitude.

"Hey, hey, hey."

I recognized the enemy's proximity, and at the same time I called my favorite armor with a cargo transfer (sport).

The transferred weapon is attached to my arm as it is, and I hold my hand in to see how it is.

I can even feel relieved to say that it was before the battle, to the same familiar sense of weight as usual.

I also have a katana for protection on my hips, but this one isn't up yet.

"Now, how many..."

In the darkness ahead, an inorganic light that shines red. I don't know what the principle is, but their eyes are glowing in the dark.

The color was an obvious outburst of hostility.

That number grew with two bodies, and eventually more than twenty appeared before me.

"Many!?

I thought five at most, or maybe ten at most, but I didn't expect it to be this loose.

Lyell would be able to ravage it relentlessly, but I just can't do a crusade from the front.

Nevertheless, leaving this unattended, the investigation will not proceed either.

"Well, there's nothing you can't take down... good luck with that"

Wave your arms gently to intimidate the enemy while they are on their guard.

What doesn't strike me all of a sudden is a wild inquiry... anyway, what gave me respite is an obvious failure.

Assassins are much stronger at turning to the attacker than at passive.

"Kashashashashashasha -"

It's a mystery if the worm has a vocal cord, but a needle beetle that makes a metal rubbing sound and intimidates me.

But the hour is already too late.

When I was ready and pulled out the hips katana, the leading bug finally stormed me.

Seeing that behavior, I couldn't stop laughing.

You set up your sword only to draw attention to me. When I first waved my arm, my yarn was already strewn all around me.

Monsters to this extent are not enemies in terrain with lots of places to tangle yarns: in the woods.

The flying needle beetle broke vertically into two pieces without reaching me and fell to the ground.

He wouldn't have understood what he was doing.

I was stretching threads in all directions and forming defensive positions in this darkness. So I got caught up in that stretched yarn.

"In the woods, the only thing that's going straight is Musikella - don't think of me as an enemy, okay?

I know you didn't understand my words, but a bunch of bugs coming at me with feathers all at once.

But nearly half of them were broken by yarn before they reached me.

Even though there are still ten of them, it is easy to reveal them.

I activate the Magic Formation from my armor and apply the Enhancement Grant (Enchant) to myself.

Furthermore, he mastered muscle fibers with the ability to manipulate yarn, and moved his own flesh as a puppet.

The burden on me is enormous because this ability does not involve any limiters in the brain.

However, the precision and strength of the movement produced from it becomes a habit once tasted.

Kick the ground, rise to the universe, and dance the strewn thread further on the scaffold.

Flying around so endlessly that even flying bugs can't beat it, they undoubtedly hit a blow of katana.

The crust of the needle beetle was very hard, so I didn't cut it off, but gradually the number decreased.

In Katana, which is just sturdy, the blade does not pass through the crust, but flying also means expanding the feathers under the crust.

And under its feathers, its soft belly peels out.

He storms directly from the top and raises the blade, knocking it off to the ground. At the same time, I use my enemy's body as a further stepping stone to fly in a different direction.

That's how they continued to attack at will of the phantom, and not a moment later, all the enemies had fallen to the ground.

"Well... I'm not the kind of person you can talk to for now, and I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have you dead"

Some individuals live differently from their amputated enemies when they say they have fallen to the ground.

They were carefully stabbed around and the forest finally regained its serenity.