Gun-ota ga Mahou Sekai ni Tensei Shitara, Gendai Heiki de Guntai Harem o Tsukucchaimashita!?

I open the box lid and give each to Snow & Chris.

"I sneaked up on my money and bought it because I wanted to give it a decent one, not a magic liquid metal wedding bracelet. I was gonna choose it to look good on both of us."

"Lute kun...... ugh"

"Brother......"

We stare at each other and hold hands together.

"Young lady, ma'am, don't give this emergency a good vibe"

I coughed up Shea's scratch and kept talking.

"So. Each of these bracelets uses one Demon Stone at a time. I'm going to use this to take down the Twin Dragons."

"But I don't think its small enough to damage that hard scale......"

Shea looks sorry to see the demon stone on her bracelet.

Don't say it small! I even did three gold coins a day.

It's for one washroom! One bathroom!

But surely Shea's pointing out that the Demon Stone is small.

It's the size of a pinky toe ride.

"That's okay. Conversely, I have to be small to get in trouble. Because this demon stone makes a burst incendiary bomb."

"Say hello, are you all right?

Shea asks with a bewildered look.

Explosive Incendiary - English for "explosive incendaiary".

Around World War II, it was a 5.56 mm cartridge made in Germany.

Inside the ammunition (cartridge) is a metal piece for small iron strikes, in the order of a detonator tube and a yellow phosphorous (orin). This ammunition (cartridge) exploded when the iron shot crashed into the detonator due to the inertia of the landing. That's the bullet that splashes the incendiary (yellow phosphorous).

That means a bullet that eats into your body and explodes.

This time, the role of incendiary (yellow phosphorous) is replaced with the demonic stone used for the bracelet. Just two. I'm really glad I bought it.

"Now I make a '7.62 mm x 51 burst demon stone bullet' for the M700P. Chris, I want you to shoot this guy in his eye hole and blow his head off from the inside."

If Chris's super skilled, he'll do it!

She nodded with a serious look she was ready for.

'Okay. I'll try my best.'

Everyone nods at Chris' words and packs a detailed outline of the operation.

When the operation is decided, I will produce "7.62 mm x 51 Explosive Demon Stone Bullet" with the magical liquid metal that just left over.

I included the features in the knife as insurance just in case I finished making the two.

This was also borrowed from the idea of "7.62 mm x 51 Explosive Demon Stone Bullet".

Bullets, knives. Prototypes made on the spot too.

There was no reason to experiment, and I just prayed that it would work.

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Dawn...

Where we are now is a little further away from the hidden cave.

Snow, Chris and Shea are on a cliff cut off.

With the trees on their backs, the front is where the rock skin peeks.

When it comes to cliffs, it's not that high.

It would be the other side of the square attacked by the Twin Dragons.

It's impeccable in spaciousness over there, but my luggage is scattered and interrupted. So we talked to the rubbers and chose the location with the highest operational success rate.

Chris is holding the M700P of his love gun and closing his eyes to cut off clutter.

Snow and Shea stood guard over her like that.

I lurk in the bush where they can see me. At times of need, it's to poke a gap and raid a twin dragon.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

"! Coming. I'm here, Chris!

When the sun shows its face about half the time, behind the snows - the twin dragons show up jumping over the trees behind them.

One eye is injured.

Definitely in yesterday's dragon.

Snow and the others have trees on their backs, so the direction of the Twin Dragons' raid is limited. It will inevitably take the form of an assault from the front.

The prey's on the scheduled course!

"Ma'am, get ready!

Chris trembles his throat at at Shea's words.

To increase her focus, she sings Rifleman's Creed, which I taught her.

"This is my rifle. This is my rifle. There are many like it, but this one is mine."

"My rifle is my best friend, and my life. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life."

"My rifle is meaningless without me. I'm pointless without a rifle. Don't let go of my rifle right now. I will shoot through myself more correctly than my enemies who will kill me. I don't want to shoot my enemies, and before they do," My rifle, without me, is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will... "

"My rifle and I know that nothing important in this war is the bullet we unleashed, the explosion we caused, the smoke made by us, any of it. We understand - that it is a few hits - that" My rifle and myself know that what counts in this war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it's the hits that count. We will hit... "

"My rifle is as human as I am. It is my life itself, and my brother. I will know its weakness, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its aiming devices, and its barrels - all of them. I keep my rifle clean and full, as I do myself, and we become a part of each other" My rifle is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel. I will keep my rifle clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will. "

"Before God, I swear my faith. My rifle and I will be the guardian of our home." Before God, I swear this creed. My rifle and I are the defenders of my family. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life. "

"Yes, victory is ours." So be it, until victory is ours and there is no enemy. "

Chris was a jerk and could no longer speak, but he was able to speak just a little bit more recently in front of us.

We didn't force her, we didn't rush her to rehab slowly, and we didn't even cover the mini blackboard.

That girlfriend now tells us "Rifleman's Creed" in a beautiful voice.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

The Twin Dragons roar to scratch out Chris' fairy-like voice.

And he spits a flaming brace out of his neck with a scratch in his eye!

Towards that brace - Snow & Shea turned their hands and shouted loudly!

"" Follow my call, dragon of ice and snow. Create a world of glaciers before me! Permafrost! ""

Ice, Ice Combined Magic.

Snow & Shea work together to exercise witchcraft.

Because Shea was not good with the ice system, she is keeping it to an intermediate level. But I managed to prevent the dragon from bracing because of the two of us.

If it had been two necks at the same time, it would not have prevented it.

But the frontal collision between braces and ice-based magic produces massive amounts of water vapor.

I hide what the Twin Dragons look like.

"Sooo."

But Chris doesn't mind breathing.

"Huh."

Spit.

Point the M700P muzzle toward the water vapor with an off hand firing.

The moment - I hate water vapor. Twin dragons flap their wings. In one operation, the water vapor is blown away. But the opponent stops moving, too.

Frosty at night - Chris' fingers squeeze (trigger).

Dunn!

A bullet at an initial speed of about 838 m/s and at least about twice the speed of sound lands so that it is sucked into the eye hole of a twin dragon that has not thrown up a brace.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Internal explosion!

One unscathed twin-dragon head is bombarded from the inside, draining a lot of blood from the eyes, nose, and mouth.

Unable to withstand the pain, the dragon falls to the ground and strikes his body hard into the earth.

Chris rolls the bolt back and forth, producing an empty drugpod.

Snow immediately performs additional sorcery.

"Collect ice, dance, and sink evil into the ground! Ice stop junction!"

Restraint due to combined water, ice magic.

The arms, wings, tails, feet and neck of the twin dragons falling to the ground are restrained with ice cubes.

Now Snow consumes a lot of magic.

I sweat from my forehead, enough to breathe on my shoulders.

But the enemy has already thrown up a brace once.

Continuous use is not allowed.

More ice restraints are stopping him from moving.

Our victory is confirmed!

"Ku, Chris, oh, and then it's nice to meet you!

Chris nods forcefully at Snow's hanging voice, which is sweaty and short of breath.

Again, Chris sets the target and squeezes the trigger.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Unexpected - Twin Dragons spit out braces in a row.

"Ladies! Danger!"

Shea jumps off a cliff with a body assisted by physical enhancement surgery, holding a weary snow and Chris, who was focused on shooting to avoid braces.

The bullet got caught in the brace, ballistics flashed, and landed in a place of misunderstanding.

Explode.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Twin dragons force their limbs and try to get out of restraint.

An ice cube that is stopping the dragon from moving will run and won't hold for a few seconds.

"Let me do it!

I jump out of the bush to stab a stop in the twin dragons before they get me out of custody.

Assist your body with physical enhancement!

Spend all magic and try to approach the dragon even one second faster.

I wave the knife in my hand and jump.

"I got it!

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

One step late, the twin dragons get out of the ice cubes and play the knife they shook up for their eyes with their foreheads.

I can't stand the shock and let go of my knife.

The last trump card I have made for the circle and insurance dances the sky.

(Goddamn it! I can't believe you failed at the end!

If you regret letting go of the knife, a shadow passes like jumping over me.

It's Shea!

She catches a knife played in the air!

Stick the knife straight into the eye hole of the twin dragon.

But just stabbing a knife in the eye won't do much damage.

The blade is short just for the knife, and I'm not poisoning it.

But this is where the real deal starts!

"Shea! Keep the knife on!

"Roger, young lady!

I remember how to handle a knife that I had also taught everyone as insurance in advance, and Shea switches it on.

'Pashhh!' sounds a slightly manicured blowout, gas made of magic accumulated in the knife pattern being sprayed, tearing the inside of the head to a snag.

Twin dragons destroy their heads from the inside out, erupting blood and completely desperate.

When we recognize that the dragon is completely silent, we all enter the scene.

Too much magic and fatigue.

I manage to get up, everyone, and I walk over to Shea's side.

"Thank you, Shea. Follow my mistakes. Thank you so much."

"It's true. At the end of the day, when Lute was playing the knife, he got cold sweaty."

"Me too."

"I didn't do anything to be complimented. Until I did what I deserved as a slave to the young men. And it's a great knife to end a twin dragon with a single blow."

I stare at the knife she pulled out of the head of the dragon.

What Shea has in her hands is a "wasp knife" made of magical liquid metal that I have little left - something called a "tin bee knife" when translated directly.

Like a stinger in a tin bee, a gas set in the hand-held part of the knife (this time a high-pressure gas substituted by magic) sprays momentum from the blade when it is switched on. As a result, internal organs and the like are extremely bad knives that are shattered by the momentum of high pressure gas.

Once upon a time, when I switched on the 'wasp knife' I stabbed a watermelon, I watched a video that blew up from the inside.

It was originally a knife made for fighting sharks underwater. Currently only hunters and aviation pilots fighting bears are allowed to buy and sell.

I'm really glad I made it as insurance just in case.

Praise Shea for liking the knife.

"I've used many knives, but this is a really good knife."

"If you like it so much, I'll give Shea that knife."

"Is that okay, young lady?

"Of course! What did I say, because Shea was the most active one this time"

In fact, it was Chris who worked the most, but I'd like to raise my MVP to Shea for me.

I also came up with the idea of the Demon Stone from Shea's statement, and even saved Snow & Chris from the braces and ended up following me to my mistake.

When she hears my words, she smiles softly for the first time.

"Thank you, young lady. Let me take care of this knife."

In this way, we were able to take off the Twin Dragons crisis.

And we'll be jerking off because we want to know how it turns out, back to the rubbers.