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

Metal plates that are stripped with bursting and flashy noises.

It's not that thick because it's something that was originally pasted to prevent rain from staining.

It's easier to pull off than you think and throw it aside as it is.

The ragged and noisy noise echoed, but downstairs there was more noisy combat noise than that.

Seeing where the sound of something cracking is mixed up, apparently it's also rampant involving drugs that have just been made.

I have to praise Deng for doing a good job.

From underneath the iron plate, the roof of a worn wooden plate shows up.

Even though it was covered in iron plates, it had become quite brittle as a result of being rained down for years.

It doesn't hold up to my enhanced blow, but it puts a hole in the ceiling lightly.

I hurriedly widened the hole and jumped straight inside and descended by Michelle.

The three of them couldn't seem to hide their surprises from me when I came down. The person Cloud asks for help is a girl like me, so I guess that's natural too.

But now is not the time. Slash and fly the rope that was tied with katana, free Michelle and Cloud, or one cheek-scattered man.

She is unconscious because she was drugged with the medication they made. I would include the antidote Maxwell gave me in her mouth, which was neat, but I didn't try to take it.

"What's that?

"Antidote. Because Michelle fangasses if you stay like this."

"Even Fangus!?

The men didn't seem to be informed about the ingredients and were stunned by the facts I told them.

"If you consume too much, the fangasification goes on and you become a monster. Let them take the antidote just in case."

"Oh, we...?

"Drugs, did you take them?

"Sometimes."

"Then you should drink it. It would be an advanced antidote."

"That kind of money, hey!?

I don't know.

They're not enemies, but they're hard to say on their side. You can't separate a valuable advanced antidote from someone like that.

It's not just about Michelle, it's about the cloud.

Plus now, there was another man in captivity. Probably a victim too, so I needed to detoxify him quickly.

"Don't say that..."

"If you're still safe, you're still acceptable. But I don't know what happens when you leave me alone."

"So..."

"I'm not going to take care of that much. You deserve it."

"Gu."

To my word, the men swallowed the words too.

I want Michelle to be thankful just to keep her alive at the stage where she got her hands on her.

"Wow, I'm sorry. So, please..."

After a few seconds of worrying about how to make excuses, the men seem to have chosen to apologize honestly.

He puts on a face distorted by despair, with a crying face now, and just begs.

This is a unique human expression that I truly regret.

Well, thanks to them, Michelle's chastity was safe, and it might not be a good idea to hunt her down any more.

"For once, keep a mouthful of Maxwell. But don't expect anything. Be prepared enough to blow double your regular rate."

"Is that true! It helps."

When it comes to being an advanced antidote, I don't put much in the guild or in the drug store either.

People like them have been pushing me to sell it, and it's och to be paid in front of the gate.

That's what you get a legend called Maxwell, so I want you to thank me.

"Damn, even so... don't drink"

Michelle was unconscious, unable to swallow the antidote she had made her mouth contain, and was spilling it as it was.

I can't waste any more because if I waste too much, I lose my share of the cloud.

"There's no other way, this is a mouth job."

That's all I said, I felt a tremendous sense of murder coming from behind me, and I leaned aside with Michelle in my arms, trying to connect and take evasive action.

The stick flies past my feet with tremendous momentum.

It was just like a stick of wood, but when I was hit straight in the back with that momentum, I would have been spared and incapable of fighting.

"If you think there's some idiot who's going to punch you in the face and try to be vigilant over here, you can tell."

"Is that Kyne? He's as discreet as ever."

What followed was a sticky voice. I didn't even want to get used to hearing it, but it was Cain's voice that I've been hearing undeniably over the past few months.

He pulls his sword out of his hips sheath and walks slowly over here.

"There wasn't supposed to be any stairs?

The only way to and from this second floor is to use a crane or grab the slip bars installed in the blowout and slide off.

"Hmm, don't you even know that? Even though she is the daughter of six heroes, is she a civilian? The men upstairs would have come down in the crane, wouldn't they? That crane still remains unloaded on the ground floor."

"Oh, you know what?"

If the crane stays down, the rope hanging that crane also stays down to the ground floor.

It is quite difficult to climb an unstable rope, but it does not produce a working sound. Plus, if he's educated in the college's high department, he'll be able to climb easier.

I guess it's more about alerting an intruder named me to the presence and avoiding the use of a noisy crane than reading out the front as positive.

"How about an extrapolation? Fine. You're in a hurry for kung fu, Nicole. The guys headed downstairs are letting me hold the couscous. It paralyzes pain and strengthens muscle strength. They outnumber the average man in arms. Besides, it's a new model that I've improved myself, and the rate of muscle amplification isn't what it's been."

"Unfortunately, my den isn't normal either."

"That's sweet. How far can you stand against people who can beat each other equally with Auga?

When I heard the analogy, I was so full of patience to laugh out.

The further evolutionary appearance of that auga is Deng. If you're an august at best, you don't have to worry about it.

I don't have the best reason to tell you, so I'll keep this quiet. Then the immediate problem is Kain in front of us.

"You guys, step back. Protect Michelle and the cloud."

"Yeah, but..."

"You guys know this guy's not half the guy, right? Listen to me."

Cain standing in front of me still haunts a disgusting atmosphere. The sticky power I threw at you earlier was not half-baked.

That turned into an unidentified chill, fueling my sense of crisis.

It's now that we're confronting each other with disenfranchisement, I know. This guy...

You want to stop being human?

"I'd like you to say it's over. But it's wise that you lowered the guys behind you. They'll 'process' it later."

"I won't let you. I'm here."

"Me? Right, that's the ground. I'd rather like that."

"Leave me alone. Besides, you're done. I've already told Maxwell it depends. If we're gonna walk away as adults, at least we're gonna die like nobles, right?

"That's troublesome. I can only destroy you and flee the country."

You bastard, you're no longer even willing to hide it.

But I feel strange about the reaction. Running away from the country can't possibly escape the Six Heroes.

I said I got my hands on Michelle, and I don't think this guy's most recent behavior is about rupture or thinking ahead.

I focus only on dealing with the current situation, and that's all I'm thinking about.

But Cain had me slaughtered before that question could be iced away.