Reborn as the Hero's Daughter! Time to Become the Hero Once More!

Cortina took us to Maxwell's mansion.

Unfortunately, Michelle's parents are not following me because they have loading and unloading tasks.

Cortina, me and Michelle are here, plus the four Finniers.

He was a former royalty, but when he leaves as an adventurer, he abandons his position as nobleman of this country.

Still doesn't change that it was a heavy town. After ending his evil dragon exorcism, he had been reinstated to quite a position upon his return to this country.

However, even though there was a big nickname for the Evil Dragon Crusade, there were various legal problems in welcoming the guy who had been banished once back into a key position.

There is authority, but not public office. In view of that position, he assumed the position of chairman of the board of directors of the School of Magic.

He was a former king and hero of dragon killing. And a rare magician.

There's no way we can shove Maxwell like that into the open house, so there's quite a few mansions available about his house.

Without envying the lavish gates, Cortina steps into the mansion's premises.

Asako, other than me, lived a life without any connection to these mansions, so he's already got a back pull.

I didn't live in a mansion like this either, but I'm used to sneaking in a lot for work.

"Maxwell, I brought you here! Come on, open up!

Unlike us with our hips, Cortina did not hesitate to knock on the door in a row.

Finia has a pale face due to her unmanned attitude.

Michelle also has her eyes rounded as Cortina took out her coarse attitude, which was previously the 'sweet sister' style.

"It's totally noisy. Washa, you have a short way to go... let me slow down sometimes. No."

There is no wind at all concerned with the noisy Cortina, an old man who opens his door to my pace.

The ears pointed at the beauty of Dwarf have not changed at all since seventeen years ago.

Speaking of which, Cortina hasn't seen any fading at all, either.

Not as long as the Elves, but the Cat Nation also has quite a long life span. Sure, she's already over thirty, too, but across the race, she should still be young.

"It's finally coming out. If you have a short way to go, make the most of the time you have left."

"That's about all right. I'll leave it up to the Lord to take over."

"No, it's Mend."

Keeping Maxwell's claim completely apart from Bassari, Cortina suddenly held me up.

"Look more than that. It's Nicole, Maria's daughter! Wow, isn't that awesome?

After holding him up, he hugs him even more and folds his cheeks from behind.

Thin cheekmeat rubbed up and down, deformed and quite painful.

He noticed me giving him an annoying look, and while Finia moved her hands warmly, he couldn't do anything.

She works with her employer, Lyell. In her rigorously planted relationship up and down, she is not an existential person who can speak out.

"Ho ho, it's rare with different colored eyes. I hear it's easy for people with those eyes to blossom their magical qualities."

He said he had a magical gift of interference.

"I asked you, but I didn't ask you about your eyes. I'm looking forward to it! Look, get inside. Don't act like tea."

Maxwell will lead us to the mansion.

I followed the back and walked, but when I looked inside the mansion, I was even more stunned.

It's dirty. There's dust all over the hallway, and there's a pile of debris, starting with paper scraps.

"Ko, this is..."

"You still haven't noticed. Hire a servant."

"It's a classified document or something. Why don't you let people in on the detour?"

"Then clean it up."

"It's no bother. Will your lord do it?

"Why me..."

Elsewhere, the two develop a rhetorical quarrel with Pompom.

Seeing the sight, I was driven by a little nostalgic sentiment.

They are magicians and military teachers. They've been arguing this way for a long time and bustling the field.

I was wondering if Cortina had settled down with the attitude that welcomed us, but that personality doesn't change easily.

He led us into a living room, and Maxwell tried to get out of the room again.

"Look, wait here. I'll make you some tea. Be patient."

"You're not! Remember why I came all the way here, you messed-up old man!

"Hmm? Oh, you did. Measurement of the magic value? So, what if I bring a measuring instrument too?"

It was as if there had been no wind and Maxwell had left the room.

In the meantime, we decided to pay off the dust on the couch and finally calm down.

"You're surprised, aren't you? Especially since the mess's been going on lately."

"No, isn't that just floating...?

"It looks like that from people's point of view. Thanks to you, I lost my mind too."

"It's been forever"

Unexpectedly he groaned and I pressed my mouth.

I'm not supposed to know anything about the Cortina of the past. But Cortina never missed my whining voice.

"Hmm? How did you know me back in the day...... oh well. You've been wise to let Maria in! Anjaro, you're going to betray a woman's friendship."

"Uh, heh... uh, yeah?

The Maria is also close to forty more. However, its appearance is still young enough to prevail in the twenties.

Lyell says he's mutating into an old face as he deserves... and he's like a monster too.

It's also horrible to be a person who doesn't take a pull on the elf finnier or the cat man Cortina.

"I kept you waiting. I had good tea leaves, so I brewed them."

After a while, Maxwell came back with a set of tea sets on the tray.

The way you line that up snuggly on the table in front of the couch doesn't make you feel any heroic majesty or anything.

But I do. He's a master of magic enough to stab a tortoise in an evil dragon corkiss.

But Cortina had no fear of knowing it.

Once again, he ate and hung Maxwell, who lined him up with tea tools.

"Hey, it's not tea, it's magic measurement first! What happened to the measuring board?

"I was going to tell you that I haven't even messed up yet. I didn't forget. Hore, here."

That's what Maxwell said and showed Trey upside down.

No, it looked like a tray. It was a magic measuring board itself.

"You... don't use expensive magic items instead of tea tools!

Cortina is adding a scratch to the treatment.

Maxwell... I'm sorry, but I have to agree with Cortina on all this.