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

Though you've distanced yourself from each other, you can't afford to stare at me.

There is only a few moments left, so if you go aggressively, you will receive a time-up.

Fortunately, the man's right eye hasn't returned to sight yet, so he decided to poke the blind spot over there.

That said, the man's right side is blocked by lumber. But even in that space, my steel threads can attack.

Flexible as a whip, with unlikely flexibility with a sword-like weapon, a slaughter runs through a narrow space.

You don't just pay for horizontal giraffes, spear-like attacks.

But the man had also read the attack, and he gave himself up and overdid the slaughter.

The slaughter of steel thread takes time to recover when emptied.

Did this empty gesture make the man see a gap in me, and he's set up a tackle again?

I'm lightweight, and if an adult pushes me, I roll lightly. The idea is to poke at that weakness.

But I don't expect them to move that way either. There is another piece of steel thread left.

Drop the steel thread from the top and try to break the man both ways.

But this never struck a man either.

He thrust a short sword into the ground in the middle of a tackle and changed direction rapidly.

Large distance from the lumber you had walled and expose yourself to a wide space.

It is also a dangerous zone that is attacked by steel threads from up, down, left and right, anywhere. But my steel thread is empty, and I can't afford to chase it.

And the man, he pushed toward us again.

Change your position, there's a pile of lumber behind me. In my light body, if I get slapped by the lumber, that's all I can lose my mind about.

- Thieves are the main business? You've got to be kidding me. I'm terribly used to fighting.

Spit evil on the man in his heart and admire him at the same time.

This man is not alert to toddlers like me either. Always derive the optimal solution and take this reluctant action.

Perhaps the man has also lived a life in which he would lose his life with a few mistakes.

That's why I'm not alarmed. Even if the child is the other person.

If there's no way out behind you, we have to move on.

That's what I'm prepared to do, stick out my katana and intercept.

If there's a blade in the front, a man can't come to the tackle either. Condemn or accept this thrust, or you will be mortally wounded.

You know, the guy pays the short sword sideways to play my katana.

Because of the difference in my original muscle strength, my katana danced to the universe as easily as it was funny.

And with the short sword of the one who stays, he releases the poke the other way around.

My katana is no longer available, and both steel threads cannot be used unprepared. There was a lumber wall behind me, and I weighed in front and let go of the poke, so I couldn't help but move left and right.

Completely stuffed. The man made that decision and gave a distorted grin.

But - that's alarming.

I have slashed and knotted many times before, but Katana was not flown.

If I wanted to, I could put my hands around the pattern. There can be no way this man can fly a weapon to the point of attack.

What didn't occur to me was the cause of defeat.

I immediately turned my left hand behind my back and pulled out the dagger that was pinched there.

This is something I've been disrespecting from these guys in Asia.

I only know that it is a magical object, and I don't know what magic it contains.

Still, it is possible to slash more than a dagger.

For a moment, I activate a hidden gift, too. I haven't demonstrated this capability so far, so I should have been totally surprised.

A man loses sight of me, who is supposed to be in front of him, only for a moment, and recognizes me.

At that time I was close enough to snuggle in, suppressing the man's left hand.

Hands with weapons are sealed with arms reinforced by threads, and men are stopped from attacking.

And I pushed my dagger into the belly of a man.

"Ugh!?

Leaking a creeping scream, the man's movements stopped.

A little under the heso, slightly to the left...... take it to the man and flank to the right. It is also a location with kidneys.

I twisted a dagger on Todome and cut the wound, inflicting an irreparable wound. Now you won't survive unless you use high healing magic anymore.

The man vomits a lot of blood and dyes my shoulder red.

"It's over."

"Ma'am... I didn't know you were gonna lose to a kid like this."

"He had good arms, you."

A man who comes down on me when he slips. Lie down on that body, I spoke.

Whatever it is about this man. I can't be alarmed by what kind of hands you have left. I hear the final words as I prepare to fight back.

"I can't help you with this wound... it's the end of the day, show me your face..."

At the man's request, I took the muffler, which was hiding my hair and mouth, and half my face, and exposed my face.

Face tainted with coal and blue and silver hair in the long night breeze. And different colors, red and green eyes.

"What, man? Really kid...... and you're a woman. Name...... what?

"It's Reid."

"Six, of heroes... same, name"

"It's him. I was reborn by the magic of rebirth. I've become a woman."

"Ha ha... Ha ha! Seriously! At the end of the day, I lost my prey..."

Squeezing his final powers, the man makes a mockery. Spitting, blood bubbles and scattering, running your eyes blood.

And laughing to the end, he eventually showed a convulsive movement and held his breath.

Make sure the man's heart is completely stopped, and I stand up.

"Well, he was a mend enemy. You are."

Looking down at the man's body, I groaned so puffy.