Eiyuu no Musume Chapter 1 Part 2

• Note: this part is equal to the chapter 5 of the WN ver.
• Thanks Send in the Killer Clowns for editing this part.

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Chapter 1: The Reincarnation of the Hero

Part 2

After my belly was filled with milk, I trained my muscles while lying down; I want to stand up with my own feet as soon as possible. I moved my short legs up and down, and swung my arms left, right, up and down. These were the only physical exercises I, who can’t roll over, can do.

“Nicole, you’re really energetic, aren’t you? If you just fed more, I’d have peace of mind, but…”

Maria disciplines me… Actually, she’s just on a rampage, poking my cheek while smiling. From her perspective, I guess I do look like an active baby.

Although, I’m different from ordinary babies; I receive nutrition from cow’s milk. In other words, my diet is in a very unbalanced state. It also leads to lethargy. I succumb to overwork easily and eventually fall asleep as if I’d fainted.

Continuing to lead days everyday by training my muscles, finally, I became able to roll over and stir. Little by little I could creep with my hands and legs to my satisfaction. Then, in order to make my other dream reality, I’d decided it was time to take action.

My other dream: Magic.

Unfortunately, I had no magical talent at all in my previous life. I had studied under Maxwell who was an expert in magical arts, but he briefly drew the conclusion that I did not have the aptitude for magic—so I have experience in giving up learning magic.

However, I’m Maria’s child now. Thus, there is a high possibility that I have magical talent. Maria has a good command over sacred techniques based on religious faith, but sacred techniques are still categorised as a form of magic.

I have never studied under Maria, but the knowledge which I learned from Maxwell still remains within my mind. If I closed my eyes and entered a meditative state, I could then explore the existence of the magical powers dwelling within myself. I could sense something like hot energy emanating from somewhere inside of my body; the area below my navel.

—Ooo, is this magical power?

Feeling this unknown sensation that I had once been unable to no matter how hard I tried, my tension rose on its own. To manifest magic, I have to release the magical power from my body, transform it into the shape of magic circle drawn in my mind, and then input a magic spell into the magic circle which should specify its power, range and anything else, but……I had a hard time manipulating the magical power.

I reached for the magical power in my abdomen and tried to shape it, but the magical power slipped from my grasp and vanished. However, I’m not about to give up just from this. To begin with, my tenacity to persevere was stronger than others. Since I am unable to move my body well, the only thing I could do was magic practice.

Unlike former times, now I can feel my magical power. At the very least, I should be able to manifest magic. And I’m living in a body which has the makings for wielding swords that should be handed down from Lyell in addition to the combat experience from my past life. After thinking about it, I have the qualities to become stronger than anyone so I could not simply stop my training here.

I received warmed milk from Maria. There was a very humiliating time when she replaced my diaper, and for around half a year, I held a grudge against that god again. On that day, I was able to hold my head steady and erect and began to look around at my surroundings. Putting my strength into my body, I was able elevate my torso and saw the lower half of my body for the first time. The thing that appeared from under the diaper which was cleaned by Maria’s hands was—no, it was not lovely male genital organs at my age—it was like a plain; there was nothing there. No, there was a valley there.

In short, I am a girl now.

“Auuuuuuuuu!?”

“Kya! Nicole, what happened to you? Suddenly crying out.”

Maria gazed at me, who had suddenly fallen into a state of panic, wearing a concerned expression. Although, there were no abnormalities with my body itself—no, for me, everything that had happened to me was full of abnormality, but to her it was nothing more than an ordinary sight.

Maria quickly changed my diaper, and I lay my face down, sobbing. The assassin who was once feared and was even called “Shadow Feather, the Disaster”, “Spider That Lurks in Darkness”, and others……has become a girl? What kind of joke was this!?

I, who was proficient in handling wire made of Mithril¹ which was said to be sharper than sacred swords, and even killed the evil dragon, Colchis, was reborn a girl…

“Daauuuuuuuu.”

“For some reason, I really don't understand, but…are you crying? I wonder…”

Maria comforted me by patting my back. It was the same as in my previous life, but now, her kindness makes me sad. Come to think of it, Nicole was a unisex name but this name was a common name for women. Am I so stupid for not noticing it until now? …No, also, there’s no way I could’ve confirmed my own gender by myself under my present circumstances as a baby.

In other words, it was inevitable. For half a year, I was unaware of the fact that I was born a girl.

In my previous life I, born a man, was frustrated due to my inability to wield swords, and reached the pinnacle with a means of combat called Steel String Technique.

In my current life I, born a girl, have inherited blood from parents who are brimful of talents, and will probably receive special education from The Heroes.

It can be said that my completely reversed life began from this point.

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• ¹Mithril was a precious silvery metal, very lightweight but capable of providing extreme strength in alloys, which was mined by the Dwarves in the deep mines of Khazad-dûm in J. R. R. Tolkien's legendarium.^↩

Eiyuu no Musume Chapter 1 Part 1

• Note: this is the LN version, not the WN version., this part is equal to the chapter 4 of the WN ver.
• Thanks Send in the Killer Clowns for editing this part.

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Chapter 1: The Reincarnation of the Hero

Part 1

Dark. From within this pitch-black darkness… I slowly awaken.

Wake up…? I thought I had already woken up.

My opened eyes haven’t received any images at all; the world has been blurred and distorted since I opened them. In addition to this my feet and hands won’t respond to me at all; as if I don’t have the strength to move them. No, it’s not just my feet and hands. My neck too… My whole body—I’m completely unable to move my whole body.

Come to think of it, it’s no wonder: My condition before losing consciousness was seriously terrible. The Father of the orphanage had christened demon summoning, and had successfully done so at the expense of the lives of several children. However, because of our intervention the priest didn’t accomplish his purpose and was slain by me. That was good, but the demon was free from losing its summoner and I couldn’t leave it as it was. Because at the time, the children were too afraid to act and Cortina had no knowledge of Close Quarters Battle were behind me—I had no choice but to fight.

In a moments judgment I ordered Cortina to run away—to bring back our comrades—and I faced that demon alone. She had also grasped the situation and acted swiftly, saying she would surely bring aid. No, I made her leave. She was powerless, and it was difficult to escape while carrying the children. Only about ten children had survived.

I could just barely subjugate the demon, but I had broken my left hand and right leg, and had also received a gaping wound across my chest to my abdomen. In that condition, just being able to breathe was a good bargain.

According to the self-proclaimed god’s words, I should have returned to this world again, but…my voice won’t come out and my limbs can’t move either.

…What happened!?

“Fugyaaaaaaa!?”

Even though it was unintelligible, an odd scream like the cry of a kitten could be raised. I could feel my face being wiped by something warm and something soft was pressed against my mouth. I instinctively sucked it and swallowed something sweet from it. And when my stomach became full, I sank into sleep again.

I could finally grasp what happened several days later. I…was born again as a baby: the secret path that the god had mentioned. In other words, because resurrecting the dead is considered taboo, being reborn as a newborn baby is acceptable, huh. I wonder…

Moreover, I noticed that my eyesight had stabilised…

“Good morning, Nicole. You woke up early today.”

I woke up and quickly noticed that a neat, clean, and beautiful woman was bringing her exposed chest close to my mouth—Maria. Yes, she’s my former comrade who’s been called a saint. And, the one whom she called Nicole…… was I. This meant I had been reborn as a child of my former comrades.

Reincarnation magic is the highest ranked sacred technique. However, with this magic, you cannot confirm whether the technique works or fails; only the designated person can confirm its success. Furthermore, you can’t know where the designated person will be reincarnated. Anyhow, this magic is the sort of magic that has its subtle corollaries. In short, even Maria hasn’t realised that her own child is the reincarnation of her former comrade, Reid.

That is why she is able to press her breasts against me, defenselessly. If Maria knew that I am Reid, it would hardly be possible for her to continue this action. If I screwed up, she would probably send me flying in one slap. Her sense of virtue was quite severe.

On one occasion, she sent me and Lyell flying with her magic attack called “Divine Punishment” when we tried to peek—I thought I would seriously die at the time. Besides, Cortina precisely held back our escape route, so we have experienced being easily captured. It was a thing called youthful indiscretion.

“Fugyoouuu.”

I raised a groan and refused the meal.

It’s because I don’t yet have enough muscle to move my neck. I’m not brazen enough to suck my former comrade’s breasts. Yet, no matter how many times I’ve sucked my former comrade’s breasts, I still can’t tough it out. Above all, I’m afraid of my true identity being discovered. I may die this time if that happens.

“Ugyuu. Fuaaaau.”

“Ah, I wonder if your stomach is okay? You drank so little this time, Nicole. I’m a little worried.”

After being reincarnated as a baby, I’ve not breastfed well. No, Maria is honestly an extremely beautiful woman, but, as expected, I feel ashamed to suck my former comrade’s breasts while still having this consciousness.

If this woman was a perfect stranger, I would suck her breasts while feigning ignorance… However, I know this woman.

She’s my former comrade whom I’d survived a life-and-death crisis alongside. And another thing is her husband is that Lyell. He is a man whom I fought together with; a rival, and a man who has embodied "the figure of a hero" in fairytales that I could never reach. How could I have the nerve to suck the breasts of this woman who is both my former comrade and the wife of my other former comrade? It is for that reason that I went on a hunger strike of my own accord.

As I didn’t suck Maria’s breasts, she had a lot of trouble bringing me up. I know what I’m doing to her is bad, but I cannot give in. After all, she’s managed to support my life by giving me moderately warmed cow's milk. Today too, Maria fed me using a milk-soaked cotton cloth that she held in my mouth. Lyell’s leg appeared.

“Good morning, Maria. And you too, Nicole.”

He said so while embracing Maria who was holding me, and then they exchanged passionate kisses in this early morning. After which, he gave me the same kiss—on my cheek. It was disgusting.

“Fuaaaaauuuuu.”

“Ah, did you get angry?” Maria asked, “I wonder if you dislike papa, Nicole?”

“Wh—Whaaat?”

Without ill will, Maria had voiced the cruel truth as I expressed my intention to resist to Lyell.

In fact, I didn’t like Lyell. It’s not as though I didn’t long for a position called hero too. Rather, it can be said that I had a much stronger longing for it than any of us.

He was a strong and sturdy swordsman who was the representative of the heroes.  It was precisely because I admired his strength that I sought for strength. However, I simply didn’t have the qualities. My slender body didn’t support much muscle, so I ended being swung backwards whenever I wielded a heavy weapon. Nevertheless, I couldn’t give up. To compensate, I found a way of fighting that did not rely on swords, and I reluctantly built my own way of fighting with ingenuity and tricks. The result: surprise attacks that depended on steel strings and traps, and assassination techniques focusing on avoiding combat from the front as much as possible. Justice without power is no more than the weak’s nonsense. I had the strength to save the weak. And I never lost because I taught myself a way of fighting that couldn’t be conquered.

For me, Lyell who was the embodiment my ideal hero image, is a man who arouses my very delicate emotions. He was a partner I could rely on more than anyone else, a partner I longed for more than anyone else, and a partner I hated more than anyone else. Receiving a kiss on cheek from such a person, I felt a chill run down my spine.

Receiving the emotional blow, with a dejected face, Lyell went out to the garden for sword-practice-swinging. From the window, I could see his routine. His movement was strong, elegant, and sharp.

The hero I dreamt of was there. In my previous life, I lacked endurance and didn’t have strength so I wasn’t able to adopt the same way of fighting as him.

But now, I can feel something like an electric shock which makes my body tremble.

Oh, that’s right; I’m Lyell and Maria’s child now. In other words, I may inherit Lyell’s strength and Maria’s magical power. My present self may be able to become a swordsman. The existence who will guide me to that destination is right before my eyes.

I may be able to follow the path of a swordsman that I once aimed for but failed to reach. No, if I inherit Maria’s magical power, the possibility of becoming a magical swordsman is also possible.

“Nyaauu!”

While expressing joy, I threw up both of my hands. Although, my current strength was too weak and I was barely able to bring my short arms before my view.

“Hey, Nicole…? I wonder if you like watching father’s sword technique. You actually want to be spoiled by him, don’t you?”

Misinterpreting my attitude, Maria poked my cheek. Speaking of which, she was the type of fellow to misunderstand.

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