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

Am Norte Boden Smith, the eldest son of an upstream aristocrat who dominates Norte Boden, the largest city on the North Continent, becomes consolidated like a stone statue knowing Snow's marriage.

"Hih, I knew you were wearing an engagement bracelet on your left arm, but I can't believe you're marrying just a human being who's not even a real magician..."

Snow's, he was struck by a crushing introduction from the front.

He travels consciousness to another world, whining about something rude.

To him like that, Ice, a childhood friend white werewolf girl, speaks up.

"Oh, Master Am, don't you have to be so distracted? Snow even wore an engagement bracelet when he married Lute since he was in magic school."

"No, but I can't believe Miss Snow, who has two names, a man who's not even a magician, and that" Ice and Snow Witch, "is really getting married. Nothing but nightmares..."

"... I knew Master Am had to be a magician's daughter..."

Ice cream depresses me with his remarks.

The White Wolves produce a large percentage of good magicians, but Ice is not a magician.

If the person you're favoring is depressed to say, 'I can't believe I'm marrying a non-magician...' you can't feel good.

Am didn't even notice such an ice cream favor, and when she stood up momentum, she poked her finger at me,

"This is the only way! Vicious Lute! I'll bet you Miss Snow to sign up for a duel!

"Who's evil! Who!"

"Who but you! I brainwashed and kidnapped Mr. Pure Innocent Snow from childhood! Enough, vicious, despicable, isn't it!

Come on, I can't surprisingly argue with that!

From me, the women reacted to Am's declaration of duel.

"Lute is evil, not vile! Besides, I'm not brainwashed! Instead, as a child, I think it's the luckiest, most miraculous thing I've ever seen in my life."

'Your brother is not a bad man!

"That's right. You are the one who tries to weigh favors with the gift of a magician."

"I thought your wives were right."

Criticized in the order of Snow, Chris, Reese and Shea, Am leaves slightly later.

Further Mayer argues with full.

"Stop laughing! That's an overwhelming laugh! Judge Master Lute's talents by witchcraft and appearance, and more! Pfft! Well, if you don't know, you won't even know how great it is. Pfft!"

Maya takes an attitude like she made a fool out of herself.

Am asking bewildered.

"What the hell are they..."

"The girl with the mini blackboard and the elf is her own wife, the black elf is a maid and ends up being her own apprentice"

"Ki, you're not just Miss Snow, you're surrounding beautiful girls no less than her... ugh!

Yeah, I can't argue with that.

"This woman's enemy! No, men's resentment! He will succeed and defeat on behalf of gentlemen from all over the world!

Am pulls out the rapier he was lowering from his hips and pokes at him.

Totally in a state of war.

"Oh, Master Am, please stop! Duel or something, and if you get hurt or something, I..."

"Oh, Miss Ice..."

Ice cream leads him into a stop.

The face belongs to a girl who guides herself to the opposite sex she likes.

Everyone sees it at a glance and their emotions are seeping out of their facial expressions and whole body so much that they know they are fond of them.

But Am...

"Don't worry, Miss Ice! I'm going to graduate from the School of Mages and try to exorcise the bad guys with the strength I've gained on my martial arts training journey and unleash Miss Snow, who is unfortunately being brainwashed! I'll teach you! How noble my love for Miss Snow is!

Ice cream bites my lips on Am's dialogue.

And gaze at Snow with his murderous eyes.

My eyes are like, "You thieving cat! 'I was pregnant with the light that you said.

Oh, come on, Am's guy. He hasn't noticed ice cream favors at all. It's so obvious.

Omae is the protagonist of any lanobe, comic book or cartoon!

Just got annoyed by his attitude and accepts the duel.

"... ok. Let's take that duel. However, if it's okay that she has the choice of which one to choose eventually even if I lose. If we're going to force a divorce, we're going to fight it as PEACEMAKER."

"Absolutely! Bet on the name of the Smiths, I won't force you!

And we set the rules for even finer duels.

-The other person doesn't kill.

-The victory or loss is determined by stunning the opponent or depriving him of the will to fight.

· If the referee (the white werewolf man is in charge as a third party) stops him again, he loses.

-Without winning or losing, I don't have a grudge.

· From now on, I will never bet snow on a duel again.

That's it.

And we will prepare for the duel without explaining why we brought Am to this temporary village.

The duel will be held in a remote location to avoid damage to the temporary village of Igloo.

Am grooves the messy clothes and squeezes the rapier again.

I received a combat (Combat) shotgun, SAIGA 12K, from Reese.

Of course, make sure the magazine is non-lethal loaded (shot shell).

"Good luck, Lute! Because I believe you won't lose!

"Brother, be careful"

"Mr. Lute, you can't give Mr. Snow to him, but just watch out for injuries!

Respond with one hand up to my daughters cheering.

"... Dear Am"

"Don't worry, Miss Ice. I am a magician. Even though it's a duel, I'm not even going to take the lives of the average citizen I'm supposed to protect. Besides, I look like this, and I'm good at healing magic. You should feel safe if you get hurt!

The second half of the dialogue was directed at me.

Ice cream frowning worryingly at his side, squeezing his hand in his chest.

Am, however, completely unaware of the existence of a beautiful girl worrying about herself. I seriously don't think this guy has any ice cream...

And we distance ourselves from them, too.

The referee, a white werewolf man, said, 'Begin!' And the flames of battle were cut and dropped, 'he said.

Am doesn't come at once and talks.

"In honor of you, the courageous man who stands before me, even if he is a sorcerer, let's name him again!

He lifts his blonde hair in a daunting manner, like an actor on stage, turning Rapier to me. Ice cream is the only thing that's oblivious to that trick.

In love maidens, they even show such asshole behavior attractively.

"I'm the eldest son of the Smith family! Race, Mage B Plus Class, People Call Me Mage of the Ring of Light and Glow (Rondo)! Am Norte Boden Smith!"

Am letting her teeth shine like diamonds and turning to her decision face.

Ice cream is so grumpy that I'm worried it'll melt already.

Cool? Hey, is this cool?

And what about those two names... I wonder if I might have thought hard on my own.

I almost got a little conscious, but I managed to stay on my feet. This one greets me once and for all.

"Er. I am Lute Gunsmith, who was awarded Sir Emeritus by the High Elf Kingdom, Enol, High Elf Nation and King. He also represents Legion and PEACEMAKER."

"Well, did you hold the title for once? So even if you lost your life here, you would have martyred your pride as a nobleman. Then let me be serious from the start!

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But he doesn't notice my gaze, and Am takes it seriously.

"Spirit of shining light! Show your holy face on earth with that power! Light Mirror!!"

At the same time as the spell chant, Am's figure is shaken to ten.

They're all dressed in different dimensions, and I seriously don't know which one is real.

"This is my biggest and most powerful sorcery -" The Light Mirror. "I'm not actually getting more, I'm getting more because of the power of the Light Spirit."

In other words, a virtual image caused by the refraction of light.

Another classic move......

He plays his blonde hair again to see how he received my ragged face.

Ten at the same time.

Hey, no - pretty much.

"Heh heh, I know the numbers are growing and I'm frightened. But Mr. Lute will also think: 'Defeat one of the ten real ones and you win. And all attacks other than the real ones are phony'. But unfortunately...... nine others are certainly a void by the Light Spirit. But - '

Nine people other than the middle poke the snow on the ground with rapiers.

The tip of the sword emits light and shines similar to thunder.

"Surprised? Nine others are idols by the Spirit of Light, but my magic allows me to materialize and attack some of them. I mean, you essentially have to dodge ten attacks at the same time! Hehe, have you been desperate? This is my strength even after I graduated from the School of Mages and trained martial arts around the world!

This is honestly like, 'Wow!' You'd be surprised.

But the remnants with mass - no, a phantom.

That's a little nasty.

Am pulls Rapier over to his chest and brings the blade to his face.

"Let's get started with the Ring Dance of Light and Glow (Rondo)! A sin that offended Mr. Snow's feelings! Tap and regret it!

And Am doesn't jump right away, and moves the place with a quick physical appearance of whether he aided it with physical enhancement. Since I didn't know which one the real thing was, ten people came at me together in a sharp step.

"Lightning Bolt Special Slash...... Grr!?

I'm an idiot. I scream my moves honestly. Am trying to squeeze in a battle (Combat) shotgun, SAIGA 12K's trigger.

Squeeze the tractor (trigger) continuously until the magazine is empty.

Multiple pussy ball-sized bullets pop out of the muzzle.

Am didn't have time to deploy the resistance and was shot down with every increased imagination.

He lets go of consciousness and faints with Rapier.

All right, I win.

Indeed, it is quite troublesome for a virtual statue to be able to attack.

It is bone that deals with multiple opponents at the same time by itself.

But this time, all I have is a 'shotgun'.

If this was a 'attack at a point' gun, such as a pistol or assault rifle, it could have been a tough opponent.

But shotguns are 'attack on the surface' guns.

Control more than one opponent at close range - exactly the single-pitch that unfortunately demonstrated the properties of a shotgun.

"Dear Am!

Where the victory was confirmed in everyone's eyes, Ice rushed to Am with a blue face.

"It's okay. I'm just passing out, I'm not dead. He'll be hurt just a little bit."

This time, the non-lethal loading (shot shell) I used is like a "multiball rubber bullet" that flies multiple pussy ball-sized bullets.

The rubber has not yet been used for the experimental phase. As a substitute, wood is now used.

I thought I passed out, and Am was resuscitated once with an ice cream knee pillow...

"Sa, that's my eternal rival... this battle, the first of three battles, gives way to Mr. Lute, hey - guff"

"Dear Am!? Dear Am......"

Just say what you want, and Am lets go of consciousness again.

What do you mean, "the first of three fights"?!?

Since when did this battle become a 'three fight'!?

But that gut of not trying to break your style until you're on the verge of fainting deserves respect, in a way.