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

The Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) in Norte Boden was built where we heard about it on Cocoli Street. There is only a large city, and the Adventurer's Good Offices Union (Guild) building is by far the largest.

Stone construction, two floors. It's like connecting four gymnasiums.

The entrance was also large and double. I feel like a snow country around here.

Inside there are only daylight and many adventurers.

Because of the snowstorm outside, everyone is chatting appropriately without going outside, consulting with the receptionist, and confirming the quest affixed to the wall. It's the sight of the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) everywhere.

Me and Reese will be the first to pay off the snow and go in.

Attention was drawn only for a moment, but soon we move on to something else. It's a routine tea meal where newcomers show their faces to the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild).

Then Shea continues.

She only has a bag in her hand and she's barely wet though she shouldn't be wearing rain gear.

How the hell did you avoid snow falling?

"Welcome, what can I do for you today?

The receptionist finds us and calls us.

He's got a face he doesn't see around here and wonders if he's here to register adventurers because he seems young.

I'll take out the tag and tell you what to do.

"I'd like to rent a warehouse to park the airship."

"Accepted. Please take this number tag and wait."

I receive a wooden plaque with a number from her.

By the way, the receptionist who had this interaction was a woman of the Beast race. There doesn't seem to be any other demonic races in the receptionist I'm dealing with.

"Apparently, there's no receptionist."

"It's obvious. If I were here, I'd be scared."

"No, no, no. Don't you feel it's not enough without the other way around?

I won't do it again.

"The snow over here is kind of exposed, it's like powder"

"In the demon continent and elsewhere, the snow was a little stickier, wasn't it?"

"The snow over here is powdered with less moisture than the rest and smaller grains of snow. I read about it in the library at the School of Mages."

I can hear my daughters from around the entrance.

Seeing it, Mayer, Chris, and Snow come indoors in order.

My rainwear was also beautifully folded, so I was late. Shea finished folding the lease as soon as she received it in natural motion.

Originally, my rain gear was where Shea folded up, but they refused to do it.

I don't know...... is it like detention as a wife?

"Hmm?"

The bell sounds as the snows come in.

Like me and Reese earlier, the adventurers take a glimpse into the line of us that Snow and the others have joined.

Once, we all put our gaze back on but immediately peeled our eyes off and looked at this one again.

That gaze lights a ray of surprise and excitement.

It's like diving into a dungeon and discovering a hidden room and finding a crate.

"" "That white wolf tribe! It's my prey. Ahhh!

"Ha!?

Adventurers The adventurers who were in the Adventurers' Good Offices Association (Guild) stormed at us all together. All men and women, all ages and all races!

The White Wolves are prey!? What do you mean!

"Young ladies! Ladies! Stand back!"

At the same time that Shea leaps in front of us, it's attached to the handle of the bag she was holding - pushing a switch linked to the trigger and safety device.

Nine mm (9mm Parabellum bullet) blows up the name tag that was hiding the side muzzle.

'Ugh!

The adventurers take 9mm (9mm Parabellum bullet) and fall to the floor. Inside, there were magicians, and they prevented them with a tenacious resistance.

The bag contains only one clock of MP5K, so it runs out of ammo immediately.

"Shea, don't use grenades in here!

"Yes! Young lady!

Even us who were used at such close range are harmed.

Shea was replying, bouncing back the blow of her sword in a bag and beating down an adventurer like a bear on her way further.

"Reese! Special Acoustic Flash (Stangrenade)!"

"Okay!

A lease removes a special acoustic flash bullet (stun grenade) from your jacket pocket, one in each hand. It's an action to hide the spiritual protection that High Elves have.

I grab both of them from her hand.

"Guys! We're gonna use a special acoustic flash (STANGLENADE)! Get out of the room!

Speak up and pull out the safety pin with your mouth and throw it at the adventurers who are coming in the swarm.

We jumped right outside the door.

I was fortunate to be attacked near the entrance.

Almost simultaneously when the door is closed, instantaneously 175 decibels of loud volume and 2.4 million candellas of flash fill the room.

Slowly opening the door, the adventurers were all groaning and nodding. Some of the adventurers were magicians, but no amount of resistance could prevent the light and sound of special acoustic flash bullets (stun grenades).

Naturally.

The shockwave of the special acoustic flash (Stangrenade) is strong enough to blow out the windows and break precision equipment such as clocks, televisions and appliances.

Earthbound in a previous life, a special acoustic flash shell (stun grenade) was placed in the building where the killer was standing, hitting the barricade and bouncing back. As a result, a special acoustic flash (stun grenade) exploded underfoot, enough to cause a broken leg.

You can't just bathe in a sturdy building unique to Snow Country.

The only people who managed to be safe indoors were receptionists and male employees who were hiding at the counter.

The MP5SD will be grasped and the safety devices will be released to point the muzzle indoors so that no matter when we are attacked again.

The receptionists, fluttering up from the counter, say a short scream, but I'm not nice enough to take care of it.

Because they just attacked me.

Before I yell at you, for some reason, Mayer makes a serious noise.

"You guys, what did you see when you suddenly hit me?! And who do you think you are? Many in awe of this whole continent! No, the Great Genius God of Magic Tool Development who can even bombard the heavenly world by its name! Mr. Lute Gunsmith! It's an unlikely miracle that ordinary people like you would be able to see your voice, appearance, and honor face so close... ugh! Yeah, yeah, yeah! You're so tall! You're so tall! He's tall. Wow!

What old lord am I...

But Maya was so excited that I was able to regain my cool on the side.

Get your blues up and slap Maya on the shoulder yelling to calm her down.

"Easy, Maya. Thank God you're mad at me."

When I speak, Maya even smiles with a heart mark in her sharply suspended eyes.

"I can't believe that's such a thank you! I am Lute's best disciple, my right arm, my stomach. I just did what I deserved!

I turn to the receptionists again, leaking a smile.

"I am Lute Gunsmith, who was awarded Sir Emeritus by the High Elf Kingdom, Enor, High Elf Nation and King. We also represent Legion and PEACEMAKER."

Again, cover the tag you are raising from your neck and introduce yourself. This openly changes the complexion of the receptionists hiding at the counter.

If we were just adventurers, we'd still be at peace.

But this one is a nobleman who was bestowed a Lord of Honor by the most eminent nation, the High Elves, and the King in the sense of being a demonic continent. Sometimes they even take it as a declaration of war, selling fights to a single nation.

Don't get upset, I can't do that.

"So why were we attacked by them? It looks like my wife, my girlfriend, is attacking me for a purpose."

He, the word 'White Wolves' came out of their mouths, and the spear was always directed at Snow.

You think Snow's clan, the White Wolves, did something?

I mix a belligerent look in my smile and overlap words with the receptionists.

"Of course, you can tell us our convincing details, right?

I don't give them a choice.