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

It's hard for me to attack when I'm turning my back on my enemies.

He was thrust through the gap for a moment, allowing a sudden assault from behind, letting go of the thread at once, and full of leaps forward.

I could barely avoid a direct hit, but I was hit in the back by a strong (did) and would be blown away a lot.

Bouncing the floor about twice, getting slapped against the wall and finally stopping.

"Ha!?

The impact compresses the lungs, exhales loudly and darkens in front of them.

Gakuri and his neck fell off, forcing him to gather awareness that he was going to be scattered.

You have to connect your consciousness even if you are forced to. Of course it's dangerous to pass out during the battle, but 'he', who was a former cain, because after he blew me out, he turned his gaze to the unconscious and immobile Michelles.

The three men entrusted with the escort have pulled out their hips swords and erected them, but suddenly they are stiff and bar to the appearance of a transformed 'boss'.

In that case, if they hit me, they would snap my neck in an instant.

"Over there, don't go -!"

To draw attention back, stand up in a flimsy foothold and wave the katana to appeal.

If they turn to Michelle and the others without the art of resisting, that's the one blow that will cost them their lives.

Yes, but you need to keep drawing his attention to me.

That's why I don't have a decision to make.

The yarn is incompatible with the 'guy' who fused with plant-based monsters and stopped even breathing.

Katana is also inhibited by the hard outer skin of the troll and is not a decisive hit.

More importantly, some wounds recover automatically.

Besides, 'he' seems to be evolving further in the face of life-threatening...... no, should I say that this has progressed erosion?

The hanged neck was stretched, the hands and feet were long and thick and changed, and the ankle joints were reversed.

The silhouette is no longer a human being.

The three watchmen who looked directly at it were slipping their hips and entering the floor.

On the contrary, they even make a water hoard on the floor. I was no longer completely heartbroken.

I am no longer in a situation where I can serve as an escort.

To avoid turning to Michelle and the others, I dare to assault what can be described as reckless in order to completely stick 'his' attention here.

It also strengthens the body by yarn and interferes with the manipulative yarn in the body, trying to slash the 'guy' 's leg with all the effort he can hold.

But Katana stopped where she ate up to half her leg, despite a direct hit.

At the same time, that means my movements have stopped.

Dim lighting flashes. It's a sign that 'his' arm was swung up over my head.

And the shadow drops the distorted nail shape on my face. The nails also seemed to be changing so that it was easy to tear people apart.

"Come on."

If you hit him directly, he'll smash his head for sure. It's shattered like a pomegranate, too.

I perceive it, let go of my hand from Katana and fly away behind my back.

But only in a flash, my toes slashed and tore my chest open. Butterflies and blood scatter, kneeling one knee.

"Oh yes... if I hadn't been so big in vain, I'd have avoided it"

I haven't reached my bones. Important blood vessels have also been removed. but because of the amount of bleeding, it is dangerous to stay like this.

If not treated early, there is also a risk of losing your mind.

"You lost your weapon, you bleed a lot, too? This is getting really bad."

"gruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The 'guy', who was an ex-caine, could no longer even speak people's language.

Probably due to the extension of the neck, which altered the vocal cords.

It has been monstered in half and adapted to it, so it has evolved abnormally.

That's not fangas or troll, if it's not human anymore.

From elbows and knee joints, things like horns pop up, not forming the shape of a person already.

More aggressively, more viciously changing.

The slashed elbow wound had already healed. Pushed by exuberant meat, Katana is falling to the floor.

"Well, what do we do..."

I don't know what kind of medication 'he' formulated.

But it wouldn't be a hectic pill if he wanted power. It's the one who thought of civilians more like trash than the former.

You must have mixed illegal drugs with a great deal to use and throw away soldiers.

The result is in front of us.

The blow ahead with all the enhancements should have had more power than even Lyell.

Even that was only chopped to half a leg.

It's not just the hardness of the outer skin. It has changed to 'something not meat' all the way inside. Now, there was no bleeding after the slaughter.

The next thought was to go back to Reid and apply enhancement grants (enchants), etc. That flesh is far tougher than Nicole's.

There is no doubt that the degree of enhancement will increase further. Since I haven't seen Cortina for a long time, the unavailability time for change (polymorph) has passed.

The spare roll (scroll) was also in the lumbar pouch.

"Still... I don't think I can win"

For returning to Reid's appearance, it would certainly be more powerful.

But 'his' body is also evolving further after being slashed. To receive the slash, it was enough to feed the joint to the corner of the offensive unit.

"He changed his appearance and evolved more. Then I can beat it, too."

I don't even have to think about that.

Because there's a man who embodies the hero I'm after.

But it's...

"Is that a problem? For me to be beyond me... I'll throw you away for being me!

Remove the scroll and activate the magic of change (polymorph).

Mississippi and pain are no longer familiar.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!

Change to a height higher than usual.

Turn into a meatier body than usual.

It is clogged under the skin to such an extent that it does not obstruct movement, though firmly. And the finest muscles.

The bones that support it are also sturdy and strong. Flesh that doesn't even shake with some impact.

Even if the gift remained unchanged, it clearly changed into a fighter of character.

The hero I aspired to - look like Lyell.

The magic of change (polymorph) changes into a familiar subject's appearance.

I look closely at Lyell's body to see if I'm lucky.

We've been in mass baths together in previous lives, and in this world we've been bathed unwillingly. When I was a baby.

So I knew him well about his flesh, not in a weird way.

That's why it helped this time.

"You kept me waiting, monster. Don't think you're the only one who can transform, okay?

With a fierce grin on Lyell's face, I invited him to show me.