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

The next day, we each acted differently. Because at the beginning of the long journey, this day was dedicated to the rest of the day.

But I'm not allowed to act alone, so Finia and Michelle are supposed to act with the cloud.

Cortina? He went out for a drink with a woman doctor Tricia. She's been drinking too much, and she's roaring with a hangover today. What are you doing here, really...

"I kind of feel like Cortina is no longer sloppy with me gone?

'Cause while Nicole was here, it seemed like she was kind of distracted.'

Finia has followed me with a loving laugh to my stupidity.

Cortina is in the same room as the Trician lady doctor, and the innkeeper will be concerned, so she probably won't have a problem.

Even for me, I don't want to see a woman in love get bored roaring, if I can. If I see a scene where I vomit or something, that's what makes me traumatized.

There are good and bad occasions for a man to look at.

"So Finia has somewhere she'd like to go or something?

Today I only had the vague purpose of wanting to see the city, so I decided to leave the destination to Finia.

And most importantly, I don't want her in contact with that God of Discipline, so there's also a purpose to keep an eye on it.

As a matter of fact, I was worried that that white one would blow in the extra thing because Finia knew pretty tough information.

To avoid that, it is important to keep Finia away from that Disciplined God store.

"Well, we can't use spears in this city, so we'd like to have a replacement weapon"

"Oh, well."

I realize when you say it. Finia's weapon is a special combination of stretching patterns and daggers provided by the God of Discipline.

It is difficult to use it in a public place because its particularity can be seen at a glance.

Finia now looks like a runaway adventurer, just wearing a dagger and lightweight leather armor at first glance.

The weakness of the armament, especially the armament, is remarkable because I am seen in the light attire as a single katana.

Besides, we're both pretty pretty girls, so...

"Hey, sisters. If you're free, why don't you play with us?

"I'm not free, so go back out. Go ahead."

Nature and it makes me more susceptible to getting tangled up by these people.

I threw back my refusal in a vegan manner, but whoever spoke up showed no sign of pulling back.

Three young men have been speaking to us. They align and lower their swords on their hips, but there is no Adventurer's ID hanging on their chest indicating an adventurer.

This means that they are not even adventurers, but they are armed and disturbing beings.

"Don't take such a grumpy attitude. Funny place, huh?

"Yes, yes. Besides, we look pretty good around here. It doesn't hurt to stay close."

"Even if it looks like this, the arms of the sword are above those adventurers there. If we're serious, we're not dreaming about seventh floor."

He was a dickhead. But still, there's one mixed brag you can't miss hearing.

Isn't the seventh floor a dream? Proof of a hero that only five people are currently allowed, when are you guys?

I had it my whole life, but I think I've been screwing around how many dead places to get it.

"That's amazing. But isn't the seventh floor too big?

"Seriously! He said we could afford it! Huh?"

"Ooh, he said he could defeat Evil Dragon or something at his leisure. Six heroes is too hectic."

"The three of us would be enough."

The three of us who rush in and roll that up. When I heard that, I realized that something could play in the back of my head.

Anyway, if it's just me, I can't allow you to see Lyell or Gaddles sweetly.

Their abilities are undisputed and superior. I don't even have an adventurer's card, it's not sweet enough to be brought down.

"If that's all there is to it, can you show me your strength? Some labyrinths are just right for an arms test there, huh?

"Hey, Master Nicole!?

Finia raised her voice of surprise to me when she abruptly told me to go to the labyrinth.

That's also natural, and it was my own statement that cautioned against going into the labyrinth on my own to take note of the previous day.

There is more to Morning Warrant reform - but there is an unforgivable boundary.

"I know. You're not going into the labyrinth alone, are you? But there's the magic of metastasis, and if you just go and go home, it's just a matter of time."

"But..."

"These people are with you, and you're not alone."

"That's an excuse!

"Well, I'll come with you."

There is a voice that has been abruptly interrupted there. I remember hearing this voice last night.

Looking back, there's still one boy standing behind him at some point.

As always, the wars that open up the jitters and the pores. Not only me, but Finia also perceived it, with the color of vigilance on its face.

"Morning. Are you good at your job?

"I didn't do it in the morning. Besides, if the owner doesn't wake up, you can't just open the shop with me as your servant, can you?

"Dear Nicole, do you know him?

"Do you mean someone you know or someone you know? Is that okay for me to know you?

"Amen, this guy?

Boy with a laugh when he tickles at me tilting his neck. You didn't like that attitude, young people suddenly standing up to the boy who was interrupting you.

But the boy was not frightened at all, and started introducing himself with a breeze where it blows.

"Hi. My name is Ba... Ba... erm, I don't mean to, but I was wondering if you could call me Mr. Barr"

"Oh? Are you kidding me, I'm sorry!

Young people who are openly given names that they know to be pseudonyms, blues and angry.

But without flinching at all, the boy - Mr. Barr rings his finger.

In that moment, the surrounding landscape changed.

The damp air is so tangled. In the darkness that does not shoot one light. A floor at the foot that is stiff and makes you feel resilient.

I've only experienced this once before. It's the feeling of the labyrinth of the world tree.

"Of the labyrinth - inside?

"Yes. They let me use metastatic magic. Oh, you have the lights."

Ringing his fingers again, his surroundings were illuminated by light. There was no chanting of the spell or anything, but perhaps the magic of light (light).

That alone gives you a sense of exceptional skill.

The surrounding area was a large space of thirty meters square. The sound of Mr. Barr floating there.

"This is the labyrinth of the world tree. Among the six hundred layers of protectors, the protector is Agarez, king of the earth. You're a giant beast like a crocodile. Compared to Evil Dragon Corkis, do you fall about ten steps instead of a few?

"Hey, dude, what the hell!

"In the labyrinth. Are you serious! You can't go in there without permission from the Alliance..."

"Yabei, what are you serious about!?

Mr. Barr, who began his narrative flatly, and the werewolf youths. Leaving them like that distorts the space in front of them.

Perhaps Agarez and the others are about to show up.

A giant, over ten metres crocodile figure appears today. so compressive that even this great cavity feels narrow.

Leaving it alone, Mr. Barr raised his casual voice.

"Good luck with that. We'll show you our bragging arms."

"Bullshit, bullshit -"

It was Agarez's roar that filled the hall before the young men could pronounce their natural voice of anger, so to speak.