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

Leaving aside one problem, I was able to enter the White Wolf village smoothly.

The total number of White Wolves is about 300.

They are a clan that rarely interacts with other races.

After Snow's introduction to his father, Coola, he stops by with interest, young and old, to speak up.

If you notice, there will be variations in the age and gender you are told about.

For example...

Shea interacted with his wives to help them make preserved food at some point.

In addition, they teach dishes from other continents using their preserved foods (this time they make dried meat).

"- You can not just eat it as it is, or put it back in hot water and simmer it with vegetables, but apply it extensively."

"I didn't know there was such a way to cook dried meat."

"I knew you knew a lot about people from other continents. If there's any other way to cook, could you tell me?

"Yes, of course."

Shea begins teaching other culinary methods.

Maya was caught by the old men and was in charge of repairing the faulty magic tools.

"The stove with this fire demon stone doesn't work. It's full of magic."

"Excuse me. Hmm, apparently there's a rattle in the contact. I can fix this right away."

Mayer, as she put it, finishes the repair in a few minutes with a tool dedicated to magic tools.

Cheered by the old men surrounding her.

"I didn't expect you to fix this so soon... your daughter is no big deal"

"Yeah, well, ex! Because I'm a genius. You can even sleep at this point. But my genius talent is the same thing that disappeared in front of Lord Lute's glory!

"Well, does Master Lute have such a great talent?

"It is!

And Maya, for some reason, joyfully starts my push against the old men.

What the hell does she want...

And Reese was asking me for permission and handing out treats to the kids for the guy he was stocking in 'Infinite Storage'.

"What, this!? It's soggy and crispy!?

"Yummy! Sister, what's this sweet?

"This is a treat called 'Potato Chips'."

What Reese chose as a treat for the children of the White Wolves was' potato chips' with thin slices of bean potatoes fried in oil and shaken with salt.

At first I was wondering if it was sweet confectionery pudding, but I would be tired of eating sweet confectionery with jams, preserved foods, etc. Salt is a precious commodity for the White Wolves in the mainland of the continent. So they chose a treat with salt.

The kids were shaking their little tails and enjoying the Paris and first texture looking delicious. The look is so adorable.

"I can't take it."

"No! I was the first to take it!

"Come on, you can't fight. Besides, we're good friends, and we're all better off eating, right?

Reese tells the boy.

He gave the girl one of the chips he had in both hands.

Reese smiles and strokes the boy's head.

"Hey, thanks for freaking me out!

"Hey, let's get together over there! I'll put it on my sled!

"Yeah, fine, teach me how to play soli"

Reese is surrounded by beast-eared toddlers and invited to play.

The sight of a 5- or 6-year-old boy pulling her hand is somewhat suspicious...

(Tell you what, Reese and her big breasts are mine! You'll never forgive me if I get my hands on you, kid!

And because I was letting Aura go, the kids never got together around me.

Couldn't you grow up a little?

Snow, on the other hand...

"I can't believe Mr. Coola and Mr. Aryl's daughter are so beautiful and adorable..."

"But they're already married to him of the race."

"I can't believe the racial kid took all that delicacy away from me..."

The men gathered around Snow stare at me with jealous eyes.

Ha, ha, ha! I envy you! I have a lovely wife like her!

Instead of being frightened by that jealous gaze, I immerse myself in a sense of superiority.

"Am-kun already! I'm already married to Lute, so don't make a weird mess of me!

"No, I'm not Am, am I?

Snow flies a threatening sound at a white werewolf man who was dropping by with a sweet voice.

Snow apparently mistaken him for that upscale aristocrat Am.

He's really not interested in a man other than me. You're too slow to give Am's name now...

Snow is not only a mage, he's a talented person in general, but he's a daughter of all kinds of assholes......

As I hold my head, the white werewolf men speak up.

"Are you Mr. Snow's husband?

"Yes, race, my name is Lute Gunsmith"

We greet each other and introduce ourselves.

They said they were going to go hunting in the vicinity.

If you like, I've been asked if I could go hunting with you from now on.

I questioned why you invited me, an outsider, to hunt, but I'm convinced by the words that go on.

Everything seems that the better men hunt in the White Wolves, the more respectful and heterosexual they can be from the villagers.

The white werewolf men told me with a smile.

By hunting for more prey than I do, I want to say that we deserve her better than Snow.

It's a long way off.

It would have been in the interest of the white werewolf men who knew all around them.

(Laughs! Overwhelming laughs!

I have a firearm that I created using my previous life's knowledge.

No matter how much they know about this surrounding geography and can use magic, they are not the enemies of a firearm that can make lethal attacks from a distance.

Besides, prey around here doesn't know the power, performance, or threat of firearms. Therefore, you should be caught off guard without recognizing it as a weapon. Rather, the status quo favours me!

I smile evil inside, and I go out poorly.

"Are you hunting with me? Sounds interesting. But I wonder if amateurs like me can mix it up. I think I'm gonna pull your legs."

"Don't worry, I'll follow you from time to time here no matter what, so don't think hard. And from what I've heard, Sir Gunsmith is the representative of the Legion. Instead, this one might get in the way of such a strong man, forgive me."

"Ha, ha, that's not true. And Legion was launched thanks to the excellent wives. I couldn't do anything by myself."

I emphasize that Snow and the others are wives.

In contrast, the white werewolf men grin, but blues on their foreheads.

Our soothing laughter echoes in the village.

"Lute, but I'm glad it sounds fun," Snow mutters about being out of focus. She can't tell the battle under the water that's going on at the same time as the laughter.

I cut out with a smile on my face.

"Then I'll give you a sweet tour of the hunt."

"Yes, it will be a day of remembrance for the White Wolves to join Sir Gunsmith."

"I don't exaggerate the anniversary. And don't put 'Sir' on it, call me by name. I want to get along with my wife's family."

Don't hesitate, Lord Lute.

We give out our hands from either side and shake hands.

Each other's appearance takes a friendly attitude and forces each other into the palms they interact with. A hot flame is burning with a man's face, will and pride under his smile.

Yes! The battle between a man and a man has already begun!

This is how I decided to join the hunt for the white werewolf men.

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A few hours later - after hunting, we return to the village.

The result of the battle was...... Me and the White Wolf men were both defeated.

This time the winner is Chris.

Chris joins us in the hunt with an M700P.

As a cold & hunting measure, she put her sleeves through a white poncho that completely hides her entire body, including her head.

Of course, the M700P is covered in white cloth and disguised.

Such is her incredible eyesight, genius shooting, and sniper rifle ranged attack power that makes her discover prey faster than anyone else and end it in one shot.

Even veteran white werewolf men who participated in this one have such amazing hunting abilities that their jaws fall off.

Besides, it surprised them the most because they tailored Kewata Dagamo, an inherent bird that is only on the North Continent.

This kewata dagamo is named after a duck but is about the size of a duck. Brown feathers, sharp mouths. He is vigilant and discerns who is hostile to himself lurking within about 500 meters.

Besides, it's terribly fierce, and if you discover an enemy, it comes from that giant with incredible speed and a sharp mouth.

But the meat is so delicious that it leaves your hips soft, you can eat the built-in meat. Feathers are used as ornaments and bones are so sturdy that they are used for weapons and protective equipment. For this reason Kewata Dagamo is traded at an incredibly high price.

In fact, a hunter blinded by the amount and aimed at a kewata dagamo is often found dead with his upper body disappearing.

The hunters of the white werewolf hunt are also a prey that never gets their hands on.

Such a kewata dagamo. Chris ends up blowing his head off with about 600 meters to one shot.

More unluckily spotted and attacked by a flying kewata dagamo.

Kewata Dagamo did not return the narrow trees at all willingly, approaching in an incredible flight orbit from its giant - but Chris blows his head off with one shot.

Two kewata dagamos lie in the soli.

This seems to be all it takes to make a fortune.

A white werewolf man wolfed and questioned Chris, who had finished the second Kewata Dagamo.

He is the best bowman in the village.

"Duh, how can I acquire technology like yours!?

"Practice, I do, I do."

Chris smiles and tells the man.

No, no matter how much practice you practice, you can't reach the Chris level...

The man who took the advice also had to have an affectionate laugh.

Return to the village and leave the prey to the women.

Instead of letting the prey be processed, all give way to the White Wolves.

The more well-hunted men in the White Wolves, the more respectful and heterosexual they can be by the villagers... Chris, today's MVP, had been slighted by the women and children, the old men.

Everyone surrounds Chris surrounding the bonfire.

"It's amazing how cute a kid like this can take two Kewata dagamos."

"Sister, sister! How did you defeat Kewata Dagamo!?

"Sister, make me your sister's apprentice!

He was a familiar Chris, but he tried so hard to get along with Snow's clan.

And the men who took part in the hunt...

"Mr. Chris, I brought you some tea"

"Isn't it cold, Mr. Chris? More on the side of the bonfire."

"Mr. Chris, eat this one if you're hungry because you're almost ready to eat!

Everyone takes care of Chris, who is younger and adorable looking, with attitude and respect as if he had preceded a warrior in the war.

What is a man's pride really......

A person like one wife speaks up.

"Chris is already married, isn't he? If I hadn't, I'd want my son's wife at home."

"Right. You don't have to have a daughter-in-law. I want you to stay in our village forever."

"I can't do that, let it go. Because I have a brother that I love. You can't leave."

"You're hot already. My husband is so happy that Chris thinks so much of me."

"Welcome, Chris."

Chris makes fun of his wives, but pinches the lighting and cheeks with both hands and "mumbles" himself. When I notice my gaze, I lift my left arm happily and crawl my hand into my bracelet.

And happily, I hung up.

Cute. Seriously, she's cute, my daughter-in-law!

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When Chris finished processing the prey he hunted, the White Wolves hosted a feast to welcome us.

Alcohol is also removed from Reese's "Infinite Storage" and provided.

The skewered Kewata Dagamo that Chris hunted was so delicious that he literally seemed to lose his hips.

There were a number of incendiaries in the square, and my daughters enjoyed eating, alcohol and conversation in thoughtful places.

I also interact with the men who went hunting with me.

They were the ones who used color eyes on Snow, but they were the ones you could talk to.

We exchange stories about our current grievances, our anger at Toluo, the hopes we saw by installing Am's cooperation, the stories of when we fought only one stray giant, and how we used to be attacked and survived by the White Dragon.

Thus, the first day of arrival in the village of the White Wolves was no fun - for no reason.

"Lord Lute, do you have a minute?

"Ah, Mr. Coola! Of course, sir, what's wrong?

"I need to talk to you for a second, will you follow me"

Pressure not to say yes or no.

I nodded silently and followed him alone.

The place they brought me to Coola was in the woods, slightly away from the village.

Blur and burning light are shaking in the distance.

There was even Aryl, Snow's mother, where she moved.

The atmosphere was far from welcoming mood......