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

For some reason, I was supposed to compete with Lyell.

Not the actual sword, of course, but the training sword pulled by the blade. Still, if you wave with the power of me or Lyell, your bones will be gently crushed.

"Hey, why do I have to compete with you? You just told me you think you're my real father, didn't you?

"I don't know either. But I wasn't originally smart. Even I can't do this... I know I'm not convinced."

"It's..."

"If you can beat me, it's definitely Reid. But if you lose to me..."

"Not Reid," he said?

Lyell shook his head wide in my words and denied it.

"No, I won't say that. It's hard to look at that thread and deny it's not Reid. This mock fight may be futile, but still...... oh, I don't know!

Waving his training sword and wrinkling between his eyebrows, Lyell replied.

Perhaps he's also caught up in a flurry of emotions he can't explain.

You want to fight me to convince yourself. It can also be described as a ryel-like behavior that is made up of muscles all the way to the brain.

"Well, I don't even know your confusion. Whatever I can do, don't hesitate."

"I can't believe I'm shy with you."

Cortina cut the words along the way. 'Cause in the middle of it, I got my look in my eyes.

Standing there is obviously a different girl from me in my previous life. For eight years, I've been adoring my best friend's daughter.

I could speculate that I accidentally lost the word to that gap.

"I think both Maria and Cortina have something to say. If I was in the opposite position, I wouldn't have known what I was going to do."

"Then............... no, fine. I certainly don't understand your choice. But emotions don't accept it."

"Oh, I know that too"

I've been having a hard time with these guys. And I'm still making that thought happen.

The atonement will need to be made someday. I don't know what that would look like.

At least, it shouldn't be a means of convincing you by doing everything you can, like Lyell.

And I feel like they're going to make some tough demands.

"Ready?

Lyle talks to me about Maria.

Those eyes were more serious than ever, unlike those you see during training, and those in action.

That tells the truth about him.

"Oh, that's good."

I also took a single practice sword and left multiple other swords hanging behind my back.

To be honest, I don't feel right, but I don't feel like I can win a battle with a sword against my Lyell opponent.

When I set up the sword in my hand, Lyell struck in exactly the shape of a ghost.

It caused the air to tremble so heavily that it could not be heard accurately, such as the feeling of tearing.

I immediately entangle the power of the yarn throughout my body and accept its intrusion.

I guess Lyell's power is also there, but he's overusing this power today. The body was heavily burdened, and the moment I received it, I could hear something stinging with the mistletoe, not only from the sword, but also from the inside of my arm.

You were surprised that I took a blow, and Lyell stopped moving for a moment. But quicker than this one pokes that gap, the kick releases to my belly.

This was grabbed using the left armor at once and escaped the shock by jumping back.

It was me who jumped back and landed on my knees, but by then my left arm had stopped rising.

This is because I kept putting a strain on it, but it would be the result of Lyell's kicking over the limit.

Seeing as this arm doesn't go up, Lyell has gone on a further chase.

But I still have my right arm, too. One right hand recieves Lyell's attack, which came to slash and lay low on the big upper stage, and the remaining left hand flies the thread only with the power of the gift.

That direction is behind it, not Lyell's. Towards the sword that was scattered.

Threads are tangled in the pattern of those swords, and five swords are flown like arrows to attack Lyell.

"What the fuck!?

This was once a method of warfare when we fought the Tentacle Demon in the Evil Dragon's Nest to make Fina's Birth Celebration.

Totally unexpected. That's how he said he let it go, but Lyell also bounces this off just the reflex nerve.

A combat technique that instantly chooses the optimal solution. I didn't know turning it to the enemy would be so much trouble.

"But not about five!

"It's not over yet!

There is still a sword left in my right hand. And Lyell doesn't know anything about my physical enhancement.

You understand I can use physical enhancement because they're watching the scene I was fighting earlier, but you don't know how many levels that is.

The blow that struck him at the mercy of his strength pushed Lyell's defense back, leading him to retain his foothold.

If you can't push it back here, you'll have been pushed all over the momentum and defeated.

"Let it go, yeah!

"Gu!?

Because of the imposition and pushing Lyell back, the right arm also had a pretty dangerous feeling running.

I can't fight for too long. Deciding so, I decided to make up my mind here at once.

He dares to hit Lyell and thrusts from his shoulder to his mouth.

Even though I'm lightweight, I can't breathe enough to say Lyell when I get a steep hit by my whole weight.

Hating it, he deflected half a step and took my body by the side.

The body that deviates from the center of my body flips my body, and both of them twist and reposition.

That is also the position behind me where the sword I just threw is rolling.

And he struck it into Lyell again, and let the sword of four (...) books (...) be beautifully worn by Lyell.

I still get dealt with in the moves I showed you once.

"That's it!

"Noooo!

But Lyell's posture had collapsed dramatically. I slapped the sword on my right hand.

Normally an inevitable attack. But this too, Lyell says. He tried to avoid my right-hand sword by not defying the collapsed position and rolling to the ground.

Besides, while I fell, I was still successful in hitting the right wrist of my sword and striking down the sword of my right hand.

Lyell with the sword but collapsed. I'm standing, but I lost my weapon.

Situationally, Lyell is more advantageous. That was the same with his perception.

I lost my weapon. I don't have the power to fight back. Riel stands up slowly, vigilant even as he makes that decision.

I turn to that head, move my immobile left arm with a gift, and shake it up.

One sword fell there. I can handle the thread I'm touching. That means you can handle five threads with one hand.

And there are five swords I threw at Lyell earlier. There are four swords played.

The remaining bottle was bounced, hidden in a swarm of swords scattered around him, flying over.

And that's why it fell at this time.

"Hey, what!?

Lyell leaks a startling voice. And I took the falling sword and slammed it into its head.

It's a blow to the arm that already hurts the tendon and doesn't move, even though it does manipulate the thread into the body.

There's almost no damage to Lyell. Still, a blade blow to the head can be described as a fatal injury.

"There are battles. Lyell, you lost."

Seeing that sight, Gaddles made the declaration of the winner.

Lyell, too, said he had received a sword to his head, and he could not fail to acknowledge his loss, but lowered his sword quietly.

"My loss, huh? I don't know about that Nicole... even though it was really Reid, it was that weak Nicole... Um..."

Tears flow down from the eyes of Lyell looking up to heaven.

"Damn, I'm supposed to be glad you found me. I should be angry to know that Nicole's contents are you, but I don't know which emotion to choose."

"Sorry......"

"I'm your father, right?"

"Oh, that's for sure"

"You're still Nicole, aren't you?"

"Oh, since I was born."

"Then fine. You are my 'daughter'. Even Reid."

"... thank you"

I knelt down and held Lyell's head down gently.

Lyell holds my body relentlessly.

I don't think this has set a foot in Lyell's mind. Still, it felt like you recognized me.

That alone might have been worth the mock fight earlier.