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

Dancing up the dust with 'Gatagotto', M998A1 Hanvey (pseudo) keeps running through the Demon Continent.

It is Shea who is currently driving.

I sit in the passenger seat and still support her unfamiliar.

Everyone else is sitting in the back carriage area.

At both ends, long chairs were placed like benches, so they sat facing each other. This posture is an unexpected drain on strength, so we're moving in as we take a break.

I was thinking back to what happened in Alberta, shaken by Hanvey.

A few days ago - a demon race, a demon race, and Misha were murdered by someone and found dead.

The neck had been severed, so there was no accident line.

Of course I was the first to suspect Alberta's defensemen.

To the lord of the whorehouse where Mr. Al works, I was nailing Misha not to sell her to anyone else for the time being. The guards who found out about the fact came all the way to the inn.

I was taken to the guard's quarters.

Ask the customer about the situation as it is at the filling station.

Because I didn't kill her, I honestly answered what she asked me.

At first, the defensemen also learned that I had been sold as a slave to her, reinforcing the color of vigilance. But the night Misha was killed, I was having dinner and drinking alcohol at a liquor store on the first floor of the inn.

Al introduced me to the inn for only one night and immediately switched to the upper class inn inside.

The house boasted a clean inn and food & alcohol, with a tavern on the ground floor on top with a bath there.

The price of food and alcohol is there, but the taste is pretty good for it.

Snow and the others were with us all the way along, but eventually Mr. Gigi and I drank together.

Two guys had a drink. We talked a lot back in the day.

Coincidentally, I was drinking late that day, so I could quickly take testimony from the liquor store clerk as well.

Suspicion was also directed at Mr. Gigi and Snow, but the suspicion cleared up immediately from the testimony of the clerk, who was a third party, just like me.

In a way, I was really lucky.

There is no way to keep me, the honorary nobleman of the day, in custody any longer than is physically impossible to commit, and I will be released within that day.

For once, I have told him that I will be able to cooperate.

Because of that, the defensemen seemed completely clear of suspicion.

They continued their investigation - but the efforts of the defensemen were vain, and even as of the day we left the city, the killer had no eye-catcher at all.

(Why did Misha get killed?

By chance, you got involved in an unrelated case?

Impossible.

The world hasn't been able to do that conveniently.

I can only assume that someone killed Misha.

So who murdered her for what purpose?

I'm not judgmental, why kill her like a child?

(... how do you know what the motive is if you don't ask the murderer directly like that)

I resented her. But they heard about Misha's death, and the first thing I thought was more confusing than joy.

And now, I was feeling a bad aftertaste.

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We're not going to be the next city out of Alberta.

Big detachment from the regular path from here.

The last time Gigi came here, she went to the next city to visit the old & young lady who bought her husband.

But there was no shadow or shape to hear about them coming to the next city.

A closer look revealed that they apparently disappeared greatly off the regular pavement, so Gigi followed them as well.

As a result, he accidentally managed to get to where his husband was.

We're on our way to the place now.

Stop Hanvey to take a short break.

As Snow and the others descend from the carrier, they stretch their bodies thoughtfully.

"You're tired just sitting there."

"Right, my back hurts"

Snow stretches his hips and smiles bitterly as Chris agrees to hold the mini blackboard.

"Now let's get you tired or something sweet"

"Right. Mr. Reese, I'm here to help."

Maya agrees with Reese's suggestion and begins to help line up the chairs, sweets, and teas that are being served by her 'infinite storage'.

Snow, Chris is happy to help.

Mr. Gigi is alone, keeping a silent perimeter alert.

For once, as far as Chris's eyes can see in the wilderness where there are no blind spots, the demons don't seem to exist. But it won't hurt to stay alert.

Even more rarely, Shea doesn't try to help her prepare for the break.

Usually, she stops them from preparing and Shea receives chairs, tables, sweetness, tea, and more from the lease.

Yet only this time, like Gigi, he cares about the neighborhood with a serious look.

I'm squeezing the coffer in my hand.

I was just curious and spoke up.

"Shea, what's going on? Is there a problem?

"... no, not that it's a problem"

Another rare and badly toothed reply.

What's really going on?

"Is it possible you're driving too much and you're not feeling well?

"Sorry to bother you. I was just wondering..."

"What do you care?

During this conversation, Shea also looks around at the neighborhood.

"Ever since I left Alberta, I've felt like someone was following me when I was driving earlier."

I've been traveling on Hanvey ever since I left Alberta.

Since the ground was an untouched wilderness, it was only about 30 km/h for safety reasons.

Surely the carriage's full speed should have been about 20 km/h.

Unlike a carriage, Hanvey can maintain that speed for a certain amount of time until the magic runs out.

Do you really have a presence that tracks Hanvey like that unnoticed by us?

But I can't imagine Shea lying.

Again, she is highly skilled at detecting signs.

It is a foolish place to ignore her opinion like that.

I look around, too.

I look up from the sky like a rayal.

Focus your magic on your eyes to increase your vision, but it didn't seem like it.

"... excuse me. I'm probably tired without knowing, I'm just standing there. Sorry for the inconvenience, young lady."

"There won't be much trouble. Besides, this is a demonic continent. There may be demons behind us in ways we can't even imagine or think about, right? I've never cautioned you before."

I slap Shea on the shoulder and comfort her.

"For now, let's work with everyone to increase our vigilance. Is that all right with Shea?

"Yes, no problem"

Shea regains her energy without a heart and comes politely.

Then, as usual, she was worthy of taking care of Reese and the others.

But...... decades ago in the demonic continent, where the Demon King is still alive, Reese witnessed a figure like Lara Enor Memea who should have disappeared.

Musha's murder aside, suspected tail this time. What makes Count Dan Gate Blood even more hostile to us?

I've had a lot of problems since I came to the Demonic Continent.

It's a little hard to clean all this up as a 'coincidence'.

But now, I can't go back to the Beast People's Continent without picking up my husband.

(I hope nothing happens like this...)

With anxiety, I also went to attend the tea party that Snow and the others were having.

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About half a month after leaving Alberta.

Along the way, he encountered twin dragons and a flock of butterfly spiders.

The Twin Dragons were Panzerfaust, and the flock of butterfly spiders defeated them with PKM as they fled in Hanvey.

While encountering and defeating other demons and sometimes fleeing, we finally arrive at our destination.

"Do you have a husband here?

In front of us was the deep valley bottom.

An intense river that flows to the bottom.

Between the valleys, demons like Pteranodon are honking and flying.

An adventure play movie would have waterfalls next if it fell into this river.

"No, this is only the entrance"

Gigi said that at the time he was looking into the footsteps of a young girl and an old man who he thought had bought a husband in order to find him.

He searched off the regular pavement and was attacked by demons along the way.

The most life-threatening moment I remember was when I ran into a bunch of Red Dragons.

A red dragon is a typical demon that generates wings, flies through the sky, and exhales the breath of flames, generally referring to dragons. In the demonic continent, we act in flocks.

He happened to meet the herd and was chased, and Mr. Gigi jumped into a river that flowed to the bottom of one or eight of these valleys.

The Red Dragons changed their minds from Mr. Gigi to Pteranodon flying through the valley and began preying.

Mr. Gigi assists his body with physical enhancement surgery to get out of the torrent.

Just because there was a cave, I was allowed to rest until the noise outside calmed down at the bottom.

But the Red Dragons didn't fly away inside, and Mr. Gigi had no choice but to go back to find out if the cave was leading to any exit or if there was a way out.

And - he said he had a husband ahead of him.

I mean, I have to go down this cliff to meet my husband. This cliff, which is almost perpendicular.

"But how do you get down here?

I hit Mr. Gigi with the questions I felt.

Mr. Gigi assures me with his arms together.

"I'm going to hit the pile, drape the rope, and go down."

"Is it with a rope..."

I ride myself out again and look at the cliff.

I'm scared of tea destruction......

But if you don't get down here, you won't see your husband.

They just have to brace their bellies.