Reborn as a hero's daughter, the hero aims to be a hero again.

Chapter VIII - God's Blessing.

It's been another two and a bit years since I could speak.

　In that time, I have learned many things. Take my appearance, for example.

　When I was a baby, I didn't know it because I couldn't even move my head as I wanted to, but my hair was a blue-silver colour, like a very fine silver thread.

　Moreover, when I looked in the mirror, I saw that my skin was morbidly white, and above all, the colour of my eyes was different from each other.

　The right eye was red and the left eye was blue. It means that I inherited Lyell's azure eyes and Maria's red eyes separately.

　Combined with her distinctive appearance, she can be said to have a rather conspicuous appearance.

　Her facial features are also very lovely, and although she is very young, her future looks promising.

　Of course, her body itself has also grown.

　However, although I have tried hard to train my body and magic since then, the effects have not been very positive.

　The magic still exists in her body, but when she tries to control it, it flutters in the hands of my consciousness, and I am unable to manipulate it as I would like.

　The person who trains the body also feels that this body is rather like Maria's, and feels a little frail compared to a child of the appropriate age.

　No, even Maria is a fierce fighter who has overcome harsh adventures. Her physical abilities are far stronger than the average person. But even so, she was by far the weakest among those of us who had the same experience.

　I would have liked her to resemble Lyell, the brave warrior, but it seems that she has a strong Maria's blood in her veins.

Today, after another day of training in secret, the family gathers in front of the fireplace to enjoy a happy family reunion.

　I'm almost three years old, and my walking legs are getting much stronger, so I can walk freely around the house.

　But on this particular night, I was sitting on the floor, working on stretching my fingers.

　My strength is already drained, but this kind of stretching of small parts of my body is less physically demanding.

'Ugh~'

Lyell, sitting on the sofa behind me, smiling at me as I intertwine and stretch my fingers.

　Next to the fireplace is Maria, who is knitting, and Finia, who is waiting by her side.

　I'm sitting on the floor with my buttocks flat on the floor, my knees together and my heels next to my buttocks, in what is commonly known as girl-sitting.

　It is said that this is a hard sitting position for men, but with this body, I can sit without any difficulty.

　Apparently, this body has considerable problems with muscular strength and endurance, but has considerable dexterity and flexibility.

　I sneakily spread my left leg and give a small kick with my right leg.

　This shifts me a few centimetres to the left.

　I repeated this several times, slowly moving to the left.

　But then Lyell picked me up from behind and put me on his lap.

'Ya, hahna shhhhhh!'

'Don't hate me so much, Nicole. Why don't you play with your dad once in a while?'