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

I pulled through Katana and walked towards the demon god.

For Princess Eligor's sake, keep her armor uncalled for.

Though the demon gods are three, they're not as combative as I was back then. It had been found in Verito that with physical strengthening by yarn manipulation into the body, it could be adequately countered.

Still, it doesn't mean this one is advantageous enough to stay alert. So much so that this demon god is a mighty enemy.

"Gaddles, now -"

Cover. That's what I was about to say. There was someone holding me from behind.

Of course I was on alert because it was a battlefield. Still, being embraced is a testament to my lack of vigilance.

"F, Finia?

"No! No matter how much, Lady Reid, only that enemy..."

"Hey, Finia!?

Finia and Gaddles both know who I am. So calling me Reid, well, I can't help it.

But on this occasion there was a crowd of adventurers from the city of Strahl, starting with Princess Eligor.

It's not convenient to name Reid in such a place.

You're not supposed to be Finia who can't guess that.

"Please don't go. No matter how many Laids, that number is not possible!

"No, so..."

"Don't go, please. Please…"

After I said that, all I could hear was whimper.

With it on my back, I knelt like I lost my strength, and now it's shaped like clinging to my hips.

Looking back at Finia like that, I finally understood her fear.

I tremble so much that I can't stand, I weep, the way I look at her as I take it.

Finia saw that demon god and couldn't have stayed calm. He was just scolding his trembling body and behaving like a temper.

Twenty-five years ago, only demonic intimidation prevented me from moving.

Three of those opponents showed up and couldn't have stayed calm. Complete panic condition. But blaming it would be harsh. Couldn't pay that much attention, it's my fault.

"Finia, it's okay. I can do something about it right now."

"But... but!

Touch the confusing Finia's head and calm her down.

To me like that, Finia shakes her head with a rare, wasting trick.

I told her to tear and listen gently. You can't abandon the adventurers now.

That leads to abandoning this city.

"Verito was fine, wasn't he? This time I have Gaddles who excelled in protecting me better than Lyell. It can't even be in case."

Lyell is, in one way or another, a warrior who excelled in the attack. A warrior like a storm who makes full use of his forged strength and the gifts of Toughness and continues to storm on the front lines.

Gaddles, by contrast, never wavers and takes enemies, bouncing them off, feeling mountain-like stability.

There was difficulty with the offensive power for that matter, and this time its faults had caused it not to get rid of the demon god.

Now I can make up for that shortcoming.

"I don't want to die again, either. When it's dangerous, you push it all against Gaddles and he'll come back for you."

"Is that true?

"True, true. Because if you're lying, I'll listen to Finia for once."

"And you believe me, don't you?

"Of course."

I gently stroked Finia's head around her waist, and I peeled off her hands.

Even during this commotion, Gaddles continues to prevent enemy attacks.

And a few people who were surprised by Finia's frenzy were attacked, and luckily it was the fatal wounds that spared them, but they were falling into non-combat.

I can't help it, but I have to be active when I'm late.

Already the three demon gods had joined, with two gaddles, and the adventurers taking one, maintaining the front.

Because of his lack of attack, Gaddles cannot defeat his enemies, and adventurers are not strong enough to win even if it takes a large number in the first place.

"Don't push it! But don't ever let me pull out of here!

Mark is at the forefront and inspiring adventurers on his side.

Knowing we couldn't win on our own, we decided to focus exclusively on maintaining the front.

The decision is correct here.

It can only be defended in Gaddles, but this raid is also passed on to the Adventurer's Guild.

Then the information should be conveyed to Raum, the king's capital, in a communications system, where Maxwell, the nation's greatest power, is located.

Besides, I was skipping the preamble. If you go with the intention of crushing the horse, in three days the information will reach Raum.

Exactly. I'm not going to keep fighting that far, but this raid definitely reaches Raum.

The rest is about how we survive.

If you get a call from the guild and that grandfather comes, you'll soon be able to crusade this demon.

Because Maxwell, in opposition to Gaddles, only has the ability to specialize in attacks.

"But that makes me angry."

The attack will always be Maxwell. Please is far from my hero statue.

Even if you're always struggling with the same enemy, it's out of the question.

Spread the ability of the yarn to strengthen the body. Gaddles is not that dangerous, so this time he enters the auxiliary knife for the adventurers.

Slip through a bunch of adventurers who wanted to stop by and are under attack by the Demon God and slip into the feet of the Twin Swords Demon God.

Slashing between his crotches, he slashed the back of his knee and collapsed.

The skin of the demon god is firm and thick. With my usual muscle strength, I wouldn't have been able to slit my skin where I slashed it.

But now I'm reinforced with a yarn gift.

Tear off the hard skin like paper and break the muscles and tendons beyond it.

The adventurers flock to the fallen demon gods. Of course they can't give effective hitting with their power.

"Hit me hard with an axe on the inside of my shoulder or elbow!

"Whoa!"

Nevertheless, an axe like chopping down a great tree would be unprotected.

Many adventurers use axes with a devastating focus. They come forward and slash the fallen demon god's arm.

He was a demon god who screamed and tried to ramble on the pain, but no effective means of counterattack was left by the demon god who had his leg slashed and his arm axed.

And then there's no need for me to put my hands down. The demon god, who had lost the means to fight back, was relentlessly exposed to the adventurer's attacks and was breathless.