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

We set out again, but then the journey went fine.

I was trained by Mr. Haumea and the others in the morning and evening to make progress slightly slower, but still in three days I will be able to reach my destination.

If there's a problem, it's Michelle.

"Here...? Like this? Yes!"

"Wow, Michelle, don't swing your bow in the carriage because it's dangerous!

Currently, Finia holds the reins and Mr. Haumea sits in the passenger seat.

I was about to take a night's rest on the carrier, but Michelle was practicing handling her bow in the melee.

Thanks to this, the inside of the carrier had been turned into a danger zone.

"Mr. Cole, do something for him too!

"Hmm? Right...... you should tighten your left side a little more"

"No, it's not"

I thought this guy was an oligarchy tannic elf, but he was actually a natural bogeyman?

I skipped Michelle's allegations of misunderstandings, and Michelle, who took it, began to wave her bow again.

"Yes! Oh, my God!

"Uh-huh!? Michelle, didn't you go all the way over here?

"Oh, that's not true, huh? You know, revenge earlier, that kind of thing at all."

"Wow, I'm not going to kill you!

He seemed a little resentful at the arrow tip when he thought he could make the melee.

Well, even so, it's cute retaliation, so I don't get angry... but it's annoying.

Running around the carrier with butterflies, I couldn't rest my body much after all.

This kind of puppy-like, visionless vigor is both a charm and a drawback for Michelle.

Nevertheless, I'm not bitter because I've been through all night a day or two since my last life, but I'll give you about a sermon when I calm down.

Join Mr. Haumea for the second day. Something like that in front of the destination, we ate a stall.

Because it rained heavily, the streets were muddy, and the carriages could no longer be moved.

Bashbash and the fierce sound of beating as if with a tree branch echoes from the front.

Summer is a steamy front carriage, but at times like this, I feel sad.

"This isn't going to work for a while."

Mr. Haumea looked out to sigh.

I currently have a wheel stop on my carriage wheels, and I don't have to worry about moving out on my own.

The cloud is now getting off the horse and evacuating to the carrier, too. The horse was connected under a branch of a poor but sticking out tree.

But it's supposed to rain a lot more over there. If thunder falls... then let's give up.

I'd have a lot of trouble with the horses gone, but in case you die, you can take the replacement horses out of the city.

The magic of my metastasis (teleport) was also proficient enough to take a horse or so.

"The heat and humidity inside can also be ventilated by the magic of Finia's breeze (Breeze), so go when it gets hot."

"That's about it, I can do it myself, so you don't have to worry about it. And we're the ones who asked for a ride, so we just didn't have to be rained down."

I was sorry that my journey had stopped, and I was suggesting that to her.

But she cared about it. No wind, so I appreciate it this way.

"Speaking of which, why is Mr. Haumea in the Union of the Three North? But the main thing was to go back and forth to Hot Springs Village and Raum, right?

Years ago, I remember her saying that.

He did say that the patrol merchant's escort around Raum and Hot Springs Village was the main one.

If that were to go to Count Talkassir territory, even if it were to leave its original defensive range, it would be too far away.

"Oh, that's not it... I don't know why, but I was called to His Majesty Elliot's wedding..."

"No?

"Anything like being tied to a childhood escort girl? That's a good story, but for some reason it was told to me, and this is also on the edge of something, so I was wondering if you'd join me."

That's all I heard, I almost held my head.

Perhaps Elliot's opponent is definitely Priscilla Raglan, that hedgehog escort.

It would not be so much of a problem, as it is also the Count's house for once.

The problem is that it got to Mr. Haumea. This seems to be due to the fact that I used her name when I cheated on Elliot.

With the intelligence of the troika, it would have been easy to reach her.

And it's natural to realize that people are different.

But by using her name, Elliot would have realized that me and Mr. Haumea were connected.

So, by sending her an invitation, is it too much to wear to me again... You're about to get married, so you won't have to see me again.

"Well, early in the newlyweds, can't it mean to a woman of the past? Is that a coincidence?

"Speaking of which, was Nicole being proposed by Master Elliot?

"It's not even a promise, it's a rampage around, it's"

I didn't even acknowledge Lyell in the first place. I refused, too.

It is an issue that the Elliot side thrived on its own and ended on its own.

But this news isn't all bad. Rather glad news even for me.

Elliot is also the one who burned his care in his previous life, and he can't possibly not bless it because that's when he's getting married.

And that thought of a one-way escort paid off, so I also want to bless you.

"Yeah, does that mean your eyes aren't cloudy looking at Elliot's woman?

"Uh, it's just cloudy that I didn't choose Nicole!

"Because that's a big favor!

"I thought your friend was gonna be a princess."

"When we get married, we'll be queens, not princesses."

"Oh, wow."

"Buffoo."

I heard Michelle, and the cloud was gushing.

Apparently, where I'm going to be queen, I can't stand it anymore.

"I didn't think I'd look good in royalty, either. But it's rude to squirt against a girl."

I threw dried strawberries of preserved food in my mouth.