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

Kfar, who had entered the pipeline, had left himself to the momentum and was running up the world tree at a tremendous rate.

Even though its height exceeded the limit at which normal trees grew, it never stopped, but Kfar in the pipe had no reason to know how tall the present was.

Still, from the length of time on the stream, it can be observed that it is quite high.

Rise to physically impossible heights. Kufal couldn't have figured out what reason that was.

In the first place, this world tree is the only being in the world and the embodiment of mythology. It is not surprising that inconsiderable principles existed.

When I didn't know how high it went that way, a split had appeared in the pipe.

This is a sign of branching and that we have climbed quite far up to the upper levels.

The thickness of the pipe was also getting thinner and thinner, so much so that even Kfar's body could catch on.

That eventually becomes so thin that even the only kufal in the nucleus can't get through. At the same time, the momentum of the flowing sap was becoming weaker. That fact had informed him that it was close to the top of the world tree.

Coming that far, Kufal finally attaches to the pipe and takes to melt the wall.

First we take in the sap that flows around us and increase our own volume. It stretched long along the pipe, maintaining the volume of the body.

This is also insurance to make some body instantly when you go outside. I don't know what kind of monster there is outside the pipe, so I want to make sure it's complete.

Then melt down the walls of the pipe, while getting ready.

Kufal understood that the upper walls were much stronger than the lower ones and that there were enemies here whose walls needed that much sturdiness.

But this is the only exit left, more than Bahamut has suppressed the lower level exit.

Over the hours, he finally makes a small hole and crawls out into the labyrinth trying to squeeze it out of there in a lukewarm way.

The end of the crawl was a large, rattled hall.

Heavy fights have been fought or the floors are torn everywhere. In the center of the hall was depicted some sort of magical formation, with crushed spheres abandoned in the center.

"Is this...?

Kfar, regaining his human form, takes a glance at the dark square and speaks to himself.

For in the dark labyrinth I felt like I was going to lose my ego as an ex-human, without taking a human form and without speaking a word.

Can I say it's sweet, there were no other monster signs here, so I could sit back and start looking into the surrounding situation.

Kufal is not bad at investigating that hand because he has taken over his knowledge of witchcraft from his previous life.

After a while of research, this magic formation discovers that it involves the backbone function of the world tree.

"Is this... guiding the power sucked up from the earth into this hall? Indeed, the myth was that the world tree was supposed to support the world and at the same time gather power from the world. So this jewel was something to manage the power we gathered?

In mythology, there exists an episode where a presence called the Disciplined God and the Demon King fought near the top of this world tree, and the world tree was broken in its aftermath.

Kufal understands whether this is the scene and is surrounded by emotional sentiment.

At present, however, he has not come to sightseeing. I had to find a way out of this world tree.

"Wait, I'm sure Bahamut said something about watching the World Tree. Then can we divert attention from the world tree if we do something strange? And..."

From the slightest conversation I have with Bahamut, I think of a word that might be available for escape.

At the same time I flew my gaze behind my back, and from there I came to another possibility. It went for the papal assassination, what happened in the lower preparations.

"If it works... can we get out?

Out of God. If I could do that, it would never be more painful.

If that's who you saw hurt once, all the more so.

To do this, I had to first regenerate the functionality of this jewel. That's not easy, no matter how proficient Kufal is at witchcraft.

"Fair enough. There are no monsters here, and I have a body of slime. There is as much time as there is. Do you have to hurry to return the most interest to Reid?"

Slime doesn't have a lifespan, but Hate Reid has it. Kufal's emotionally in his own hands, and I want to return the thank you for interrupting.

"Let's start by analyzing it from the surface."

The pieces of the jewel are collected and the slime's mucus is moved to see through its surface.

He grasped its function and structure while following the conductors of the mystical power that was hidden there.

But this would place a great burden on the spirit of Kfar. To understand in the spirit of man, the size of the world tree was too great.

But still, a single thought of hatred makes me overcome that difficulty.

Anger at Bahamut for trapped here, hatred for Reid for causing him to flee, and hatred for semidemonic discrimination that has become his origin - hatred for the world.

Together they support Kufal and at the same time stain him into a jewel.

Eventually, the mucus connects the broken surface of the jewel and begins to repair it. That was supposed to be a difficult task, but Kfar's body, reconstructed by the sap of the world tree, had become very resistant to the treasure.

It regenerates as it takes the jewels into your body.

Kufal eventually spit out the analyzed and restored jewels of how much time had passed thus.

The color wasn't the original green jewel, but rather the darker color mixed in a marble, something else.

"Ku, ku, ku... we can go. This is more effective than the Pope's assassination!

Kufal picked up the spitting jewel after a glimpse of madness.

By regenerating the jewels, Kufal understood without overloading their function.

"This jewel has the ability to control the flow of power in the world tree. Using that...... kukukukukuku, ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!

I already know how to escape. And then if we set a trap for revenge, we should be able to accomplish our purpose.

Paranoid of the consequences, Kufal continued to grumble forever.

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