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

Time goes back about a dozen hours.

"Father! It's important, Father!

"It's noisy, ol'. Am the only one making a scene. Don't be too bad about my brother."

Toluo Norte Boden Smith, an upstream nobleman ruling the largest territory on the North Continent, welcomed a rushing second son in his bedroom.

Just as he sleeps, he sleeves through a gown that at a glance can be seen to have been made with superior fabrics, fine workmanship and artisan hands, pouring out enough wine to allow the common man to live for a month in a glass.

Contrary to such a relaxed father, his second son, Ole Norte Boden Smith, changes his blood phase and reports the incident.

"I apologize for the noise! But it's important! Your brother was attacked on his way home from the party and kidnapped!

"I already know. It also has a killer star."

"Is that true, Father!?

Toluo again pours side by side in the wine glass, stirring with a breath.

Wiping his mouth, he turned his gaze toward the oar.

"Perhaps both the White Wolves raided and kidnapped Am. They can't hurt hostages for their own sake. Don't worry."

"I see, if the White Wolves take your brother... then you'll be fine, right? The White Wolves and their older brothers have always had an interaction."

Probably not.

Toluo exhales in a grumpy manner.

As a white werewolf, through Am, I would plot to crack down on the status quo.

There are not so many ways you can take it.

"Simply talk to Am and try to open up the status quo with his power"

"Ask Am to get a concubine out of the White Wolves, create a marital relationship and follow Buck"

"Demand that Am be taken hostage to unlock the status quo" - this would be eliminated as an option because there are too many disadvantages.

As a whole Toluo comes up with his thoughts, the ol' whine as if slipping into a gap in his thoughts.

"I don't think so, but my brother is coming in hand-to-hand with the White Wolves to attack the castle... there's no such thing as that, is there?

The second son's point was a blue thunderbolt for Toluo.

(No matter how bad Am's guy thought of me for putting a bounty on the White Wolves and treating them cold...)

But Toluo couldn't get rid of the idea.

(He's brainy, but retarded. Character is too simple. If they poke at that point or......)

Even worse in quality, Am is a mage b-plus strong man.

After graduating from the School of Mages, my strength may be even greater because I was training around the world. Also the guards in the castle will learn psychological resistance: 'I don't want to cross spears with Am, my next lord'.

If he brings in a highly predisposed white werewolf of sorcerers to attack the castle like that... if he does badly, he might be forced to drag himself down from the top.

Once you suspect, you get lost, and that turns over time into a curse called Doubt Dark.

"... tell the guards to tighten the castle's security and consolidate their defenses!

A maid who had refrained from this instruction graciously, then leaves the bedroom.

"Orr will arrange a search for his brother. Are you sure, Father?

"Never mind, do as you please. If you find him, bring him right in front of me."

"Okay. Then excuse me for the night."

All politely graces the nobility and leaves behind his father's bedroom.

At the same time he turned his back on Toluo, Ol's mouth was distorted like an evil monster.

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Father, on the way home from Toluo's bedroom.

Ohl walks calmly with his own squire down the dim hallway illuminated by his magic tools.

(Now you can successfully plant a suspicious Dark Sprout on my father)

My mouth unwittingly relaxes that my plan is changing smoothly.

It's a dark grin immersed in the delight of conspiracy.

(Later, if my brother and father dance well, the lord's seat will get this... ugh)

The purpose of All Norte Boden Smith is to take the seat of lord on behalf of his brother, Am.

But Orr is the second son. I have no further talent as a mage and have always attended aristocratic schools on the North Continent. It is a school attended by noble children who have no magic talent.

In this world, the position of magician is high.

For this reason, the more noble and royal you become, the more inclined you are to hate marriage to non-magicians.

When the highly talented magicians marry each other, they are more likely to have more talented children. So the older blood muscles and nobler the more magical they are basically.

For this reason, the children attending this school are basically not married to each other of the nobles. It is seen from the nobles around it, both a step and a bunk.

At best, it is Othi who is forced to marry a growing merchant or a nobleman inferior to himself.

I mean, at the point of attending this school, it's unlikely he or they'll make it. Because of this, there is some cloudy air in the school.

Plus Orr is my second son.

I'm not a magician, I'm not my oldest son.

Since his birth, his life has been finalized with a decision to lose.

(Who would admit that! You're wrong not to get a housekeeper just because you're not a magician, you're not my oldest son! I'm not like the guys at school who have accepted defeat from the start. [M] I'll definitely get you to the top!

When Ohl solidifies his resolve, he quickly finishes up the plan.

What it takes to kick Am, the eldest son, down and sit himself on the throne of the lord - we need to make the second son a majority and gain internal support to convince the people and subordinate nobles.

Just assassinating Am doesn't get support from the people and lower nobles. If the bottom is not firm, the top collapses easily. Imagine what happens to houses with rotten foundations. Similar examples of failure are overflowing if history is also broken.

So Orr aimed at the fall of his father and eldest son together.

While Am wasn't in the North Continent at the Mage School on the Wicked Continent, he did it by enlarging his father's desires.

It's just an easy job to stimulate his complex with words, like pouring poison into it.

Father, Toluo had a terrible complex for being 'from the North' despite his upstream nobility.

Toluo, the upstream aristocrat who boasts the largest territory in the North, but from the aristocracy of other continents it is only 'the rural aristocracy of the North'.

My father hated it and had a complex, so much so that he could tell from the eyes of the child.

So every time Orr returns from school on holidays or something, he tells his father, 'Father is not a vessel that fits in the North Continent,' 'no matter how restrained his talents are, what seeps out. Those who understand will not leave it alone', 'the wise eye of genius cannot be understood by ordinary people' and so on - infused with sweet words.

Gradually, Toluo said, at some point, 'I am not one who ends up in such a country aristocracy! My talent is something to be shown in a much wider place!' and conjecture. It's as if I thought to myself from the start.

Later, like a snowball rolling down the hill, his self-esteem went acceleratingly enlarged.

And Toluo is forced to try to be recognized by nobles and kingdoms on other continents.

Acceptance of new places of confinement, tax incentives for other continents, priority rights for foreign ships, etc. - if it is not possible, the distortion goes to the weak. The people resent the top if they impose burdens. It will be the path that leads to you. [M]

Orr tailored his father to be an understandable villain.

Now even if my father is defeated, the people will rejoice and drink, and no one will speak out of dissatisfaction.

The next step is to deal with Am, my brother.

Ask him to leave the North Continent for the time being.

In the meantime, consolidate your own ground - taking ministers, middle and lower nobles, castle guards, and your men into your own ranks. To earn that time, he recommended a postgraduate martial arts training journey to his near-graduating brother from the School of Mages.

My brother, Am, and I were exchanging letters.

Thanks to this, I was able to get a rough idea of Am's current situation.

Am was suspicious of the White Wolf orphan, but his opponent was a mage A minus class. Then, in order to become stronger than her, I advised her in a letter with natural flow that if she did not return to the North Continent after graduation for a martial arts training journey.

Am didn't question it, and really didn't go home after graduation and travel around the world to immerse herself in training.

Even more fortunately, we receive a request for cooperation from Mertier, the great power of the demonic continent.

He wants two white werewolves who are everything - a couple named Coola and Aryl - to be captured and given their 'ring' along with their pattern.

At the dawn of success, a great deal of convenience will be made as a reward - the messenger who brought the story to his attention tells him.

My father has no one or two, and he eats into this story with all his chances.

And Father Toluo joyfully begins the White Wolf hunt, but the operation, which merely put in a large number of soldiers, ends in failure.

Of course, Orr guided us in the back so that the operation would fail.

In the wake of this failure, the emissary of the great power Mertier limited himself to his incompetent father.

Then we make contact with the oars and start negotiations.

He secretly attached a cooperative relationship with Mertier.

Then, Mertier summoned an army of gold (Legion) classes, executioners (Seekers) and silent assassinations (Silent Workers) to establish a secret soldier. We'll build up our power and power behind us.

And to make Father Toluo's position even worse, let the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) put a lot of bounty on the White Wolves.

The White Wolves are a rare minority that coexists with giants in the interior of the North Continent.

Management of snow mountains. Snow slips regularly and deliberately to minimize avalanches (snow slips). Let them know as soon as possible that the Giants are off to the city, help the people of the city who have been injured in Snow Mountain, and the White Wolves chase the escaped sinners - the ones who know all about this snow mountain.

Because of the huge bounty placed on such a precious existence, adventurers and city people in need of money changed the color of their eyes and followed them.

As a result, there can be a definite gulf between the residents and the White Wolves.

There will be more damage to the Giants, many shipwrecks, injuries and problems in Snow Mountain. The hatred was directed against the White Wolves and against my father, the present lord.

My father carries all the sins and bad rumors.

The oars themselves carry no dirt.

Burning sparks are already ready.

Later - if my brother Am, who is back from martial arts training, puts the status quo close to his eyes.

If I have long been cordial with the White Wolves and a strong sense of righteousness Am, I would move to overthrow my father, an easily understandable evil.

In conjunction with that, brother, if my father is lucky enough to fall together. Or even if one survives, let the Secret Soldier Squad (although my father misunderstands it to be under his own umbrella), which is under Orr's umbrella, kill him.

There is furthermore the backing of the great Meltia.

If you succeed, it will be certain that you will take the seat of lord.

Ohl turns his mind around and makes some changes to the plan to check again.

(... All right, a little later, I'll be getting a lord's seat in a little while. I'm not letting anyone tell me about my losing life anymore.)

He lodged a messy flame in his eyes and screamed all over his chest.