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

The place to fight is the dance floor of the stairs.

Behind her husband is a further staircase, which leads to a temple-like place in the back.

The dance floor is about two sides of the gym.

Everywhere, statues of goddesses and stone statues were left untouched, apparently brought in like my husband's muscle training.

The statue seems to be hard as marble, and we don't hesitate to let it be used as a shield.

I keep squeezing the trigger on AK47 while hiding behind the stone statue.

Dan! Dan! Dan!

"Ha ha ha ha ha! What's up, Lute! You can't hide in there and attack me!

My husband is a boxing-like footwork, dodging bullets that fire.

Two and a half meters is so fast that it doesn't seem like a man moves like a certain long & muscular mass.

Even if it hits again and again, the magic covering your whole body stalls before it touches your body and falls to the floor.

Furthermore, my husband constantly moves to make us shoot each other.

You can't shoot me full auto because of it, it's a halfway attack.

"Huh!"

Dan! Dan! Dan!

To such a fast moving husband stylist, Chris is an SVD (Dragnov sniper gun) and lets him land in the same spot three times in a row.

Breaking through the wall of magic, the bullet went through her husband's thick crotch...

"Okay! Here's your chance! Tatami -!?"

But I tried to strike him as a good opportunity, but the bullet doesn't eat into my husband's thick crotch and he gets bounced off.

Apparently, it was nice to break through the wall of magic, but it didn't go as far as hurting my skin.

We don't understand the reality of what just happened, and the attack stops.

"Ha ha ha! That's Chris! I didn't know you were coming over my magic from a distance! But apparently you weren't powerful enough to hurt my muscles! Honey, my senior year certainly doesn't like healing magic, but he heals on his own because he's covered in excess magic!

What, what's that?

You mean you have auto healing too?

I didn't ask you!

"Ha-ha-ha! All right! Now we're going this way!

My husband flashed his left hand!

A mass of magic arrives where Chris was.

She resisted the scene as she rolled on her feet, aided by physical fortification.

Hard floors like marble explode and fragments splash.

"Humph!

Plus my husband flashed his right arm at me!

I rush out of the shadow of the stone statue.

When the stone statue was swallowed by the magical light, about two-thirds disappeared beautifully.

This attack can't break through your husband's magic, and it moves quickly and rarely.

Automatic healing even if it causes scratches.

Furthermore, your husband's attack is a level that renders us incapacitated by one blow.

I don't even laugh at much of the difference in power.

Once upon a time, I had a mock fight with my husband at the Brad family, but now I realize that it was a tear away at that time.

"Mr. Shea! I'm coming!"

"Copy that!

Snow and Shea storm towards her husband, who stuck his right arm out in an attack on me.

I intend to challenge my husband to a melee.

Snow is letting go of the AK47 and squeezing the 'S&WM 102 & 4 "revolver in both hands.

Shea holds the coffer (small) in both hands and operates the switch. A sharply glowing planting knife pops out of the side.

The two are among the top Melee rankings in PEACEMAKER (Peace Maker).

Those two challenge their husbands to a melee.

My husband said...

"Ha ha ha ha ha! I knew young people had to be as healthy as this! Now, Lute won't hesitate to bump into me!

Unlike earlier, he does not try to escape with footwork and accepts the blackmail as a delight.

He calls me even more. [M]

I ignored the voice.

I'm not kidding.

There's something I need to do while the two of you are stalling my husband. Snow, to make sure Shea never misses a gap!

I make eye contact with Reese, who has PKM.

Snow, Shea reaches within the melee zone with her husband.

"Hmm!"

My husband flashed his right arm back first behind his back.

Snow ducks around and tries to reduce the distance even further.

In contrast, the husband didn't stop his swinging right arm and kept spinning!

Swing to Shea, who was shrinking the distance.

"... Grr!?

Shea can't avoid it because the speed was higher than she could have imagined, making the coffer she had in her right hand look stubborn. The shock is too strong and she is forced to exhale from her mouth. My leg stops at that blow.

Plus the side of the coffer, made of magical liquid metal, takes a blow from her husband and recesses.

How ridiculous is it to dente the flash of the right arm on the side of the Attash Case, which was fabricated by instilling magic to the brittle limit of the magical liquid metal!

Snow didn't miss the gap between her husband, who was unconscious of the attack on Shea, and shot him in the abdomen by protruding the revolver to the point where it was pushed back into magic.

The husband turns his back by turning his body around aggressively, avoiding the fragments of ice that popped out of the gunpoint.

Snow can magic revolvers and fly ice fragments.

This technology seems to have been knitted during the school of magic to save ammunition I received.

You don't need a spell chant, you can fire it continuously until your magic runs out, and you can take your temperature away from the ice wounds you put on your opponent.

The downside is that you can't imagine magic and fire without a revolver.

Apparently Snow is going to let his husband hurt himself with this original sorcery and take his temperature from that wound and stop the movement.

It's a snowy battle with two names: "Ice and Snow Witch".

But the war situation is inconceivable.

"How can you not hit it!?

"Haha! We're gonna make this move easier! If we don't get behind them more, we won't hit them forever!

Snow pokes the muzzle and sets a target for her husband. Each time, the husband plays Snow's hand from the inside, removing the muzzle from the outside.

Snow tries to distance himself and set his aim, but now the opposite, the closer his husband snuggles in with a breath. As a result, we can't target them.

As my husband pointed out, Snow's attack is too honest. I guess that's coming from her personality.

But she focuses her magic on her eyes, attacking her husband, who swings from close range into small pieces.

That's just a stunning motor nerve.

"Ugh!?

Such a dozen seconds of equilibrium between the two is also broken by a coffer that Shea threw to slip the floor.

My husband stepped on a coffer thrown under his feet and lost his balance.

There's no way the two of you missed that gap!

"Mr. Shea, it's nice!

Snow went out of balance to her husband's abdomen, shooting two revolvers in his hand in a row!

I get sorcery from close range and can scratch my husband's abdomen.

Shea's already approaching, jumping with help.

To her husband's side head, she squeezes and punches the undulating coffer with both hands, and then lands without sound like a cat.

Apparently, the attack, which replaced Shea's coffer with a blunt instrument, was prevented by a wall of magic but could not be killed until impact.

My husband tilts his body.

Does this make your husband a little more adult?

"Ha-ha-ha! Women are doing great these days! Mmm! That's Lute's daughters!

"Snow is my daughter-in-law, but Shea is my maid!

I accidentally put in a scratch.

My husband laughs lavishly, no matter if he gets scratched and frozen in the abdomen or if he gets hit in the head with a blunt instrument (coffer).

Snow withdrew because he had accomplished his purpose.

After that, you can take your temperature from the frozen wound and stop your husband from moving.

Shea also finished covering for Snow and tried to evacuate but landed in a bad position.

He bent his foot to absorb the shock and sank his body so much that he could reach the floor. You can't get away with this right away.

"Hmm!"

My husband waves his arm toward Shea.

She sneers at Koffer.

It should have been a repeat earlier - now the coffer didn't dent and penetrate.

My husband didn't stiffen his fist, and he was stretching his fingers out to give it a penetration or like a puller.

The moment - intense 2.4 million candela flashes and a high volume of 175 decibels occur in front of your husband.

The special acoustic flash shell (Stangrenade) that was planted in advance on the coffer was activated.

I thought it would be impossible for any husband to destroy a coffer of magical liquid metal that had been manufactured by pouring magic to its limits, but I was careful and planted the trick.

I didn't know there was going to be a really working day......

But not if you are distracted.

I take the stuff from the lease because I can't push.

"Reese! Help me!

"Of course!

Me and Reese squeeze the iron stripe mesh that put their magic power to the limit on the magical liquid metal and move to restrain her husband, who temporarily deprived her of vision & hearing.

Tie in multiple strands with an iron strip net.

And finally, he fortified his flesh with magic and fixed the tip of the iron strip net by piercing the pile to the floor at his disposal.

No matter how many husbands, you won't be able to solve this... now you have a fight, right?

Chris sticks out a mini blackboard at me that almost distracts me.

"Lute, brother, not yet! Your father won't stop to this extent! We need to stab the stop tight!

Stop... No, it's probably the Aya of the Word.

But Chris is certainly right.

The other guy is my husband.

Don't think about things in this common sense.

"Reese! Throw an anti-tank mine! Chris, Shea, I'm Grenade! Snow will then be restrained by magic, please!

Everyone acts quickly on my instructions.

All of them, distance themselves from their husbands and hide behind stone statues.

Reese removes the anti-tank mines from the 'Infinite Storage'.

Anti-elimination tubes (usually using side sockets) are already fitted with tubes for grenades.

The lease ignites without hesitation.

Sight & hearing is taken by a special acoustic flash (stun grenade) and thrown at her husband who is being stopped from moving with an iron stripe net.

Me, Chris and Shea fired a 40mm add-on grenade of 'GB15'.

Anti-tank mine, 40 mm grenade x 3 impact, explosion sound.

If this attack strikes you, even the dragon is not free.

Smoke will rise again from the heart of the blast.

Snow uses witchcraft regardless.

"Collect ice, dance, and sink evil into the ground! Ice stop junction!"

More damned pressing, Snow restrains her husband to an ice prison with combined water, ice magic.

The ice prison was terribly cloudy because it froze even the winding fragments and smoke. Because of that, I cannot confirm the appearance of my husband, who is at the centre.

Reese asks me worried.

"Oh, that last time, I accidentally threw an anti-tank mine at you with momentum...... are you okay"

"The other guy is my husband, and he's that resilient and he's fine... I think"

I'm still worried about Reese's allegations.

No matter how many opponents are your husband, just too much?

'It's okay, because I'm your father. Instead, if I lose my hand, this one loses in an instant!

Chris pokes a mini blackboard at us worried.

Surely she's right, if I'd spared her, this one would have been defeated with nothing to do.

"I know what you're saying, Chris, but I think it's time you untied me, okay? If he's injured, he'll have to be treated."

"Right. But just in case, guys, I need you to stay alert.

Pick up the AK47 that Snow let go of.

Me, Reese, and Chris were also preparing for the unexpected, while replacing the magazine, but only Shea softly dropped a frightened coffer in front of her.

It's unusual to see her depressed.

"I can't believe Coffer looks so miserable..."

"I know how you feel, but it's not over yet, so switch it. Because I'll fix that broken coffer for you later."

"... yes, absolutely please. Coffer's pathetic as it is."

Shea was like the first girl I ever had a doll bought torn and depressed.

Shea really loves coffers, doesn't she?

When Shea walked out to retrieve the damaged & dented coffer and have it 'stored indefinitely' on the lease - a disturbing sound sounded.

Bishi, Bishi, Xy.

Everyone on the spot stops moving and looks at the source of the sound.

The source, of course, is my husband, who should be ice pickled.

There's a crack in the ice cube surface.

I should have instructed Reese to add iron stripe nets and use magic on Snow to restrain him again... but everyone on the spot couldn't believe the reality in front of them and couldn't stop thinking.

More ice cracks deepened - bounced and flew like an explosion from the inside.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha! That was a pretty good offense! I had no idea Chris or Lute would start making such a great offense back in the day! I'm so happy for you!

He received an anti-tank mine, a 40mm grenade x 3, and his husband, who was tied with ice cubes & iron strip nets, was intact, pulling restraints and chopping up a thousand pieces.