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

There are two possibilities for help to come here at best.

Finia, who delivered Michelle, will come looking for me, or Cortina will detect the anomaly.

But they're both low expectations. Finia will definitely come looking for me, but she's only about as much fighting power as the average person has grown hairy.

Worst of all, she could even be caught and badly imitated.

"Be quiet, you kid!

"Nana!

A man who can be slashed for his hands and feet, and me who takes it and slashes it back.

In the end, I have to create a gap for myself to escape. Fortunately, if I don't choose the means, the batter is diverse.

He took out the yarn balls he was constantly trying to carry on his nose and drooled them.

To this extent of yarn, it does not pose a threat to the men. Did the men understand that, too, and show the attitude of laughing at me with my nose when I took out the yarn?

But with this gift of yarn, I've survived my lifelong predicament.

He waved the stretched thread, set his eyes on it, and tried to dive into his nostrils at once.

Because the blade crossing is short, I can still hold it with one hand.

But my bamboo was taken lightly by a man's sword. But what I have is a cuneiform with a tip bent to the L shape.

I fall ill by catching my sword and pulling it as it is.

A man who is suddenly stretched in a direction that is not usually possible and steps on the front.

As it was, I swung to pay my feet with a pair of tweezers.

For a man who's been nostalgic and disfigured, he can't follow me around.

The tip part was hooked to the thick crotch and the meat was deeply decided.

"Gahhhhhhh!?

You can't cleave like a sword in an unclean shavings. The meat was decided as if it had been bitten with fangs, and blood splashed flashly.

I fly away and distance myself so I don't get blood in return.

It's also an action that takes into account the fact that you keep flipping and escaping. But another prevented the action.

He approached me like he was circling around, landing and grabbing my arm, which was disfigured.

And I twisted it up to take away the tweezer.

"Come on, let it go!

The poor arm was gently twisted up and the tweezer removed.

For a swordsman, grip is a lifeline. Drop your weapon and your chances of winning will drop dramatically at that stage.

But that's also up to the situation.

Seeing that I had taken down the jaw, the man threw his sword away and stuck his hand in his pocket.

I don't know what you're trying to take out, but it's true that the opponent's killing power has fallen.

And I haven't lost my fighting power yet. This is arguably the other person's miscalculation.

Manipulate the yarn you hold on the other side, wrap it around a small stone, and throw it away.

The power of the yarn that can be manipulated with the gift of a manipulative yarn is about my muscle strength per bottle. Regardless of the extent of the pebble, I can't exert enough power to render a man powerless.

But there were others here besides me and the men. Unfortunately, I'm not a person.

It is a horse that remains connected to a carriage.

It's already broken the axle of the carriage, and it's connected, so the carriage itself will go a few meters at best.

But within a few meters, there's a man.

The connected carriage horse marveled at the stone I hit and raised a hiss and proceeded. That's also gaining momentum.

As a result, the man jumps away to avoid being hit by a carriage. The applause also freed my arm.

And without rubbing, the axle reaches its limit, and the carriage makes a noise and rolls over every horse - toward the man.

"Wow!? Uhhhhh!

Even though it is hollow, it is a carriage loaded with four large trees.

It couldn't have been safely laid down.

I barely escaped the crash, and there's a bloody build-up coming from under the carriage.

This amount of bleeding would probably kill you instantly.

"Come on, you little... I'll kill you..."

At that time, a man was finally getting up with his legs cut off.

But the battle is already on.

Seeing one leg deeply choosen and rhythmically bleeding could have damaged a pretty large blood vessel.

If you leave it alone, the man will probably be out of breath.

I'm not that hard of a man to miss.

The man standing on one leg is in a very precarious situation. If you turn it upside down, it's our victory.

Run the yarn along the ground and tangle and pull on the man's axial feet.

Then it was further manipulated and entangled in a horse that was lying flat.

The legs of the horse move stiffly, tangling and catching the yarn. It eventually took the form of a man pulling his legs and pulling them down.

"What - whoa!?

I picked up a hanging jar in that gap and cut the yarn off.

I don't go to the crisp because it has bad cut, but I can still cut the yarn to such an extent. Because I'm gonna get caught up in this, too.

Then he approached the man who was about to fall and hit him hard in the head using the back of a suspended hammer.

"Guuuuuu!?

The man uttered a grumpy voice and lost his mind.

Now the immediate force could be rendered powerless.

"Phew... what's wrong"

If they were three men, they would probably have been in danger.

But one of us went back to the clock, so I could afford it. I can tell you I picked up my life because of it.

Plus two guys were totally licking this one. It's a natural story, but thanks to it, I was able to pound that alarm and defeat it quickly.

"Well, let's just tone it down..."

"Whoa, did you think it would be that easy to get away with it?

That's when I tried to escape, the last one out of the cloister turned up.

Unlike the other two, apparently, the man who has been equipped with a big shield on his chest armor is not going to be alarmed.

But the situation remains the same. The distance between the man and me is wide open. You can't stop me from escaping.

"Let me get away with it. I'd be faster at this distance."

"Me...? You have a bad mouth, kid. Well, I guess I'll just light this' coffin 'and let it run away."

"Become!?

There is an irritating odor coming from one of the men who knocked him down.

Perhaps the elves caught have been comatose by medication and trapped in that tree.

If I set fire to it...

"Are you going to kill me!?

"Whatever. They're looking at my face. There would be no reason to keep him alive. But if you're gonna stay here, we're not gonna talk about it."

"I mean... fight."

"I don't care if you surrender as a man."

"Definitely refuse!

Yelling like that, I stepped out toward the man.