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

The demon gods who allowed the Sebastians to escape also didn't just end up being done.

After instantly securing his sight, he had raised the roar of anger and was suddenly moving into their pursuit.

Of course, Sebastians with different foundational abilities can't beat the 'mess' with the demon gods.

But they were fortunate enough to have a carriage.

Moreover, the carriage is excessively decorated, and they can also be a catch for people to grab.

As soon as he catches up with the carriage running down the streets of the woods, he clings to it and increases his speed as if the carriage was waiting for him as well.

Was it the biceps that played their part, the carriage's momentum is tremendous and they escape at a rate that is not comparable to people's feet.

But the physical ability of the demon god is also unusual.

When I gently chased him to the carriage, he shook up his sword to destroy it.

On the face of such a demon god, the door part of the flying carriage hit and the opportunity to attack was lost.

"Hyahahahahahaha! Lighter is the one!

"You're charging me for the repairs!?

"Don't say a word about Sequoi. Come on!

Then the Sebastians threw away all sorts of things.

It's a long journey from Stra territory to Methuselah territory in the first place. The luggage in the carriage is surprisingly high.

The water and food were much diminished, but the oil used for cooking remained.

Try a variety of jamming exercises, like smashing it at your feet and inviting you to fall, trying to light it and burn it, or throwing a blanket at it and trying to take your sight away.

Bedding, especially with plenty of feathers for nobility, helped take away the sight of the demon gods.

But that's only a buy of time, too. Eventually we run out of things to throw at, and that time clogs up.

But buying time, that was enough.

Eventually the barracks entered sight - and they despaired.

Smoke rose from the barracks, and the gates were destroyed unbroken, and the dead were scattered there.

Completely devastated. Understand that, Sebastians' feet loose.

It was an impossible story, because the last hope, the fight with the Regular Soldier, disappeared with dreams.

The Sebastians had no reason to know, but the demons are coming from the north.

It was only natural that the post along the way was being raided before them.

It is not surprising, therefore, that the barracks are devastated. But for them now, such reasoning didn't matter.

Hope was lost. That fact plunges them into despair.

The demon god that drives him to them.

Sebastians who see it with a vain gaze.

Between those two, there was a shadow to interrupt.

Blonde blue-eyed, about twelve or three boys. That was too much of a person for this occasion.

Dressed properly in butler's clothes would be as haunting as a painting in noble mansions and such.

But all I can remember about the devastated battlefield is discomfort. If you try to be the only one on the spot, it's that arm. Only there was covered with a martial bone armor as if to intimidate.

The boy unconstructively, but sticks out his fist covered in his armor with a trick that went into the hall.

An unimaginable blow sound from a small figure, called Don.

A demon god who barely takes it. But the demon god was gently five meters bounced backwards.

To that fact, I understand that the boy is a strong enemy.

"Oh my God. Master Hastar told me to protect the North, but it seemed a little late"

"Grrrrrrrrrr......"

Without taking a step toward the wary roaring demon god, the boy takes a step toward the demon god.

"Master Nicole's family order, Deng the Auga Hero. Come on."

The Sebastians could only keep a stark eye on the sight in front of them.

The battle between Deng and the Demon God was so fierce.

Swords and fists intersect, and the great sword and armor scatter sparks. The movement is so swift and sharp that it goes unnoticed by the average person, Sebastian or Donovan.

The sound of treading the earth, the sound of tapping your fists, the sound of swinging your sword down, thundering all around you.

That's not the kind of sound people already emit. A storm of roaring noises as if a disaster had appeared on the spot.

We must leave this place as soon as possible.

That both Donovan and Sebastian understood, but couldn't do it.

The battle in front of us is still going on. That is also proof that the battle between the demon god and Deng is antagonizing.

If we move ourselves, Deng will move to protect it. Because I can't imagine what the consequences will be.

They also understand that we are burdened. That's why I couldn't move from this place.

The skill of battle is mutual. But gradually it becomes an unfavourable stream for Deng.

There's only one reason for that, the difference in range of gain.

Deng is the armor adapted for super melee warfare, and the demon god is the great sword that even exceeds Deng's height.

The battle had always begun, at the forefront of the demon gods.

In battle, a wide margin of time is only advantageous.

They are attacked by demon gods to approach them, attacked by nostalgia, and attacked again when they are thrust away.

Normally, if you get nostalgic and decide with a blow, it will be a win for Den, but this demon god even withstands Den's attacks.

As a result, he was attacked again when he was pushed away, and the bullet was bigger in Den.

Ordinary orgasms can't fight demons this far.

That is no exception, even if it was an august road before. But Deng was undergoing further evolution.

Hastar God is bigoted and difficult, and at the same time has the character to do it thoroughly when it comes to raising people.

He noted that since Deng came to the mountain where he lived, one of the earth's veins, he has evolved at a rate that blinds his eyes.

To further evolve there, he was beginning to mix very small amounts of Evil Dragon ingredients rolled up from Reid into Den's diet.

Of course, you can't just take in some of the evil dragons with Deng and do it for free.

But Hastar God had a trump card called the sap of the world tree.

Physical strength to withstand the pain your body is degenerating. The sap will heal its health relentlessly.

As a result, Deng had been able to reach the legendary presence, the august hero, beyond even the august lord.

Still, it does not reach the power of the demon god.

Even as he wanted to throw up on that fact, he stayed (...) and continued (...) and stayed (...).

And finally, the time comes.

The demon god with his mighty enemies in front of him was not in sight except Deng.

From behind that demon god, suddenly a thread of misrils flew to restrain the demon god's movements.

Nor can that demon god slash away the thread of a tough misrill.

On the contrary, he was totally poked at the unexpected, which caused him to lose his balance and fall.

Deng was not dumb enough to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Miraculously, the head of the demon god is lower than his own hips.

Shake down your full hand knife toward its medulla oblongata.

The arm hardened by the armor is turned into a single blade, slashing the demon god's neck.

It was the first power Deng could give with his arm and skill.

"Slow. Not at all, can't you handle that foot slowness"

Confirming the death of the demon god, Deng looks back into the woods.

There was a giant potato worm seven meters long.

A Huge Crowler, once subordinate to the Hastar God, was there.

Huge Crowler didn't say anything, no, he couldn't argue because he couldn't speak up, he was just quietly drooling.

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