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

The world tree collapse crisis. In doing so, Ashera was in command of a small church on the outskirts of Belit.

We are as far away from the world tree as possible, but on the day that giant tree collapses, we will not escape death, wherever we may be.

Still, you can protect yourself from falling barks and twigs.

Shortly after the world's trees rose and warned of the danger of collapse, snake-like dragons wrapped around the world's trees to support it.

In addition, near the top of the sky, the storm blew roughly around the world tree, preventing it from tilting obliquely.

In other words, it was understood that someone unknown was trying to work together to protect the world tree.

"Nevertheless... there's nothing you can do about it."

A large number of people have been injured in the chaos of the emergency evacuation.

The worse you are, the more panic you can get out of the dead.

In the meantime, the world's tree followers were being treated by the general public.

"Hey, Ashela-chan, how are you?

"Hyah!?

There was a person who suddenly called out from behind to Ashera, who was in charge of the team and himself was using healing magic.

There is only one person who has such a voice in his mind.

But I didn't think that 'existence' would show its face in this place.

Because she is an irresistible enemy to world treeism.

"Yu, Yuri?

That's right.

Yuri, the god of commandment, answered Ashera as secretly as possible.

Behind her were three fainted women.

Two of them are familiar with Ashera.

"Nicole! And Cortina?

"Oh no, it was tough. You want to know what happened? I want to hear it!

Yuri, the god of commandment, is reporting on the situation in the middle of the day.

She was a distant relative to Ashera and, in fact, a magical master.

However, there is resentment that world treeism was broken by the roof of the world tree.

She, the pope, was not a good friend from the standpoint.

But God of Breach doesn't give a shit about such things.

"Kufar? Nicole and Cortina...."

Finia, too. Please honor him properly as a hero.

"Of course. But you're in trouble."

It's about Kfar.

Finally, the wind of the semi-majin is getting weaker and weaker, this disturbance.

Even though Kfar himself has been reborn into a mutant species called Deadly Diseases Slime, it is no wonder that circumstances dating back to the previous life have appeared in the world.

Hatred for the Half-Man, which has relieved so much, could flare up again.

"Well, you don't have to tell the story of your previous life, do you? Mutant species slime eroded the world tree. Nicole saved it. Isn't that enough?"

"That's true... but I'm about to be searched for a painless stomach"

"Everyone's not as dark as Ashera."

"Terrible!?

Against God, who has lived a thousand years since the Mythical Age, Ashera, who has lived only for a few hundred years at most, is no match.

She always treats me like a child, and I feel crazy with her. I feel that my usual position has been reversed.

Nevertheless, the Word of God is important and accurate.

"Okay, I'll spread the word on that."

"Please. You must have so much trouble, the killer and the hero who took it."

"Yeah, so, Nicole, are you okay?

"These two are depleted magic, and Nicole is a shock caused by twisting magic beyond control. There's no such thing as life."

Thus saith the God of Breach, The three men move through the universe, and lie on their beds.

"I will return it to my parents for now, but until then, please let me lie down here."

"Yes, of course."

"There's one more problem. It's about the World Tree Soul Collection Organization, the Visofnir System."

"Was it destroyed before I was born and resurrection magic was available?

"Yes, that's it. It seems that Kfar has repaired it. Thanks to this, resuscitation magic is no longer available."

"Is that... Oops?

"Oh, my God. However, as a result, the soul purification function of the world tree has been restored, and semi-majin should no longer be born."

In this world, souls are born from the tree of the world and purified when they die.

Among them, there was a situation where souls with incomplete purification were born as semi-majin.

It is the resurrection magic and the existence of semi-magical men that have destroyed the soul gathering mechanism.

Because of this regeneration, the purification function is working normally again, resuscitation magic cannot be used, and semi-majin cannot be born.

"It's not a bad thing that semi-majin can't be born, right?

"Yes, but at the same time, we can't use resuscitation magic. As far as I'm concerned... what about the Soul Collection Organization (Visofnir)?

"What do you do?

"If you want, I'll destroy it.

"That's..."

Resurrection of the dead. For some humans, it's magic enough to get their hands out of their throats.

But it's against the world's rules.

As a result, a semi-majin was born and turned into a hotbed of discrimination.

This is a question of whether to stop the semi-majin from being born at the cost of resurrection magic.

"Leave it, please."

"Are you sure?

"Yes. Everyone I knew wanted no resurrection."

My grandmother, who was an adventurer, and my grandfather, who invented resurrection magic, refused to resurrect at the moment of death.

Sometimes the aging was near, but they lived and died satisfactorily.

There are many things left to think about, but that's what it is to be human.

"For mankind today, resurrection may have been a passing force. Anything that wants that power will surely climb the world tree on its own and destroy the soul gathering mechanism."

"Do those who want power do something for themselves?"

"Yes, it is."

In response to the words, God of the Breach nods as if he were convinced.

"I see. Let's get this over with. I have to talk to a little different person, so I will leave the room. I'll take care of Nicole."

Roger that.

That's how the Devil left the church.

Having left the church, she talks nowhere.

It's a faint voice, almost wiped out by the wind.

"Mr. Bar. Are you okay?

"No problem. Besides, the world tree is important to me."

The sight of the god of breaking the precepts was directed towards the dragon like a snake wrapped around the world tree, the dragon god Bahamut.

Bahamut's skin changes like bark, underpinned by its integration with the world's trees.

"It's ruthless to be integrated. It'll take you hundreds of years to get back.

"I had no choice but to do so. And for me, hundreds of years are just passing by in a blink."

"I can afford to chew it. But thank you."

"You're welcome."

Certainly, for Bahamut, one of the first pillars of God, older than the Devadasi God, it may not be as much time to be integrated as the world trees can be restored.

Still, it's time for people to start over and over again.

That time should never be light.

"Well, sometimes I come by to say hello. In the meantime, I'd like a world tree."

Say hello to Nicole.

"I see. But it's unusual for you to care about humans, right?

"In any case, she has the same qualities as us. I'll take care of it."

"I don't think I'm going to choose that path."

It's up to her.

Hearing that word, the God of Breach shrugs his shoulders small.

For a thousand years, all that was near her was her husband, Hastar the Wind God, and her bad friend, Bahamut the Dragon God.

Old friend Levi, known as the drifting god, wanders the northern region and seldom faces each other.

If Nicole had been there, the future would have been quite enjoyable.

"Well, you can't force it..."

Small and unfortunately murmuring back to the church.

First, we had to deliver her to her parents.