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

Melissa, who used paralysis pills on me, took the paralysis.

We then explain in an orderly fashion what happened as we all travel to the basement where the Demon King was sealed.

At first, it was a threesome of Melissa and the others who couldn't believe Shanardia's injuries, Lara's betrayal, but they reached the sealed place and cried her out in front lying down with Nora's knee pillow.

I walk over to calm them down, but my leg stops on the way.

My legs stopped by surprise.

The cause of surprise is the demon king who is still asleep in bed.

Before they pulled anything out of Lara, she was supposed to be a beautiful woman with big, limp breasts, but somehow she looked like a toddler.

At first, I thought it might be someone else - purple skin, burning red hair, and black horns growing sideways from the head are the same.

They even shrunk small together to the leather costume they were wearing.

It would be reasonable to consider him the same person.

But why are you looking like a toddler from a beauty in the world?

We'll do what we can, anyway, holding on to our aching heads.

First calm down the three girls who cried out and entrust Melissa, the black pharmacist, with the treatment of Chanardia.

The wound is healed by Nora by witchcraft.

I'm asking Melissa to see if her life has anything else.

In the meantime, I give instructions to PEACEMAKER (Peacemaker) members.

Ask the lease to serve clean sheets, beds, futons, chairs where everyone can sit, tables, drinking water and food, etc. from "Infinite Storage".

Shea makes a warm soup to calm everyone's feelings.

Perimeter surveillance of whether Snow, Chris, or Maya will reveal enemies or demons just in case.

Mr. Gigi also offers his cooperation in this.

Ask your husband to stay by the Demon King's side.

My husband was guarding this cave entrance, which is sealed by the Demon King.

He also spoke of himself as a 'guardian'.

Because I need you to tell me everything your husband knows.

Finish the directions and walk over to the side of the black girls.

They surround Chanardia sleeping in the bed that Reese put out.

Sleeping in bed, Chanardia was beautiful, as if it were a scene from the fairy tale Snow White and the Seven Dwarves.

Melissa, a black therapist, just finishes her checkup.

"What do you say, Shanardia?

"... the wound on the head is healed by Nora and is stable in both breathing and pulse. The status quo is just the same as sleeping. But it's bad where your sister was attacked, maybe she won't wake up like this"

"What does that mean?

Melissa tells you with an awkward look.

Shanardia's wounded face - I think back to the sight of red blood flowing from my eyes, nose, mouth and ears.

Melissa continued the conversation.

"It's called" Raw Dreams, "and I can get sick of beating my head hard on extreme highness and never waking up from sleep again. It's a disease I dream about all the time while I'm alive. And it's debilitating as it is, and at the end of the day..."

She just can't say anything more and gets silent.

Live dreams... I mean, brain death.

"Melissa, sister! How can I cure your sister Shana's illness!

"... I'm sorry, I don't have a cure at the moment. I've never even heard of healing."

"Oh, no..."

Nora keeps calling Chanardia's name in tears sleeping in her bed.

But no matter how loud she spoke, there was no sign of fine dust to wake up to.

The other girls weep and whimper.

"Young lady"

Shea softly calls from behind.

Looking back, the table, chairs for the number of people, warm soups and snacks and sweets had already been prepared.

They're ready.

I nod to Shea and look back at the black girls.

I called out waiting for their whimpering to settle down.

"I know how sad everyone feels for now, but I want to have a discussion to figure out what's going on. It's easy, but I've prepared a meal, so why don't we talk while we eat?

They were hostile until earlier, but the girls.

Moreover, someone who is literally dearer to them than themselves may never wake up again.

Now that there's a difference in power, I can't even be emotionally treated like a violent prisoner.

I speak as gently as I can.

They roam with crying red eyes.

My suggestion is best, and we should discuss confirming the status quo, but he doesn't want to take his eyes off Shanardia.

"Reese, Shea, I'm sorry, but can you get us a new desk or a table on the side of the bed where Shanardia sleeps? I'll put a meal there, so eat it. Instead, bring one representative over here. Let me tell you more."

"... Dear Lute, thank you for your consideration"

Melissa will express her gratitude on behalf of us when we present a compromise proposal.

Reese's new table, place the chair by the bed.

The black girls also move their helpful meals to the table.

The soup got a little warm, but it was easier to drink for that matter, and there are still plenty of hot substitutes in the pan.

If you can eat at will, leave it in an undisturbed position.

And Melissa, the organization's pharmacist as the black representative, takes a seat for the sake of explanation.

"… again, race, magician B, black pharmacist, Melissa."

"Lute Gunsmith, PEACEMAKER."

Greet each other.

Pour in the incense tea that Shea has prepared at some point and refrain from behind.

He's going to work as a maid from here on out.

Reese, who has finished preparing tables and food, is asked to alternate with Snow and the others to work on perimeter alert. I'm going to have them rest alternately and eat lightly too.

In the meantime, I'm like, "What has black ever done? 'I listen in an orderly fashion to that.

It's not like they're away from Snow and the rest of us, so they can listen to Melissa's conversation without a problem.

And Melissa tells a story about how the 'black' was organised.

First, tell us why 'the Kingdom of Keslan has been destroyed'.

The heavenly gods had already been murdered by the six great demon kings.

For this reason, it seems that this world is a 'godless world'.

Before the truth could be spread to King Keslan, the great power Mertier destroyed every country. That's as far as I know.

Snow and the others who listened did not speak up, but expressed surprise with a look on their face.

No way the Heavenly God has already been killed and that this world is a 'godless world'......

It's a hard feeling to understand for me to be a former Japanese...... I guess it's because God exists in this world and I believe that Catholicism exists to convey that voice.

If Cocono, a Catholic and former witch in the Beast Continent, hears this story, he'll be more than shocked by the Snows.

I'm going to have a headache now.

Honestly, it's a story I don't want Cocono to know.

Chanardia Mother and Son escaped their doomed fatherland, but are caught up by Mertian soldiers along the way.

His mother was murdered in front of him, and Chanardia herself was on the verge of being killed.

It was Lara Enor Mehmere who revealed herself in a critical pinch. She helps Chanardia.

After taking her away to the safe zone, Lara told Chanardia the truth about why the great power Mertier had attacked her.

As a result, Chanardia, knowing why, vows to avenge the great power Mertier, and to rehabilitate his country and unify the world, creating true peace in his own hands.

Up to this point, it's the same thing I heard from Shanardia herself.

Snow and the others each had a look that seemed complicated because it was their first ear.

"Um... can I have one?

Reese on break raises his hand and speaks to Melissa.

She nodded and urged Reese.

"Lara, I understand your sister saved Mr. Chanardia... but how did you help her? What's the motive?

"Sister Lara - No, Lara herself said, 'Shana, because I dreamed in a predictive dream that your sister would unite the world and lead people to peace'. But now I can understand that it's a lie."

Melissa bites her teeth in remorse.

The Shanardias have so far benefited greatly from her 'predictive dreams'. If that girlfriend told me, 'Shana, because I dreamed in a predictive dream that your sister would unite the world and lead people to peace,' it would be natural for you to believe it.

Melissa calms down and tells the rest.

The first thing Shanardia, helped by Lara, did was go around the world and collect funds with her peers.

And collected were Nola and the others who had been neglected as useless peculiar magicians and turned into nail bouncing.

"I had magician talent, but the house was poor and... I was sold off by my blinded parents for the money I had at hand. Besides, it was sold to a perverted nobleman with a bad reputation."

Melissa bites off her back teeth along the way and closes her eyes hard.

She herself held her body tight and seemed to endure the hatred, disgust, and suffering that sprang from her chest.

It seems it was Shanardia who saved me from such a hell.

Chanardia, who thus raised human and financial resources, founded 'Black'.

The first thing I did was find out about the ruins of the sealed demon kings, which would be the power needed to fight the great Meltia, the Church of the Heavenly Divine, and the Original Plains (01).

But the demon kings, who are said to be sealed on other continents, were all but mortal as far as I could confirm.

"But you used to put it in the seal of the demon kings. Surely the demon king's seal is overflowing with strong demons and can't be easily approached, can it?

That's what I heard on the North Continent.

The demon king's seal on the North Continent is also difficult for giants to roam around and even get close to - something like that should have happened.

Melissa answers my questions.

"There was a peculiar magic trick about Elena."

Elena, it seems that the peculiar magic of a girl who hides her eyes with her forehead can erase the signs, smells, vibrations, beings, etc. of objects that impart magic.

It's certainly not hard to get to a sealed place if you have that power.

In parallel with the search for the living Demon King, he asked, "Can't you create a magician artificially? 'It was a study.

I hear Lara took the lead in this study.

"Was Nora collecting the corpse of a magician in Cocoli Street for that study, too?

Nora, who was on Shanardia's side, shook her shoulders frighteningly when her name was mentioned.

"Oh, yeah. Lara, I was gathering at your sister's behest."

I answer frightened and frightened as if the attitude I first met was a lie.

... I'm not going to jerk off or anything, so I'm subtly hectic when I'm obviously frightened.

Melissa takes over the story.

"Nora was right, following Lara's instructions, collecting magicians, demonic bodies, etc. The plan is to artificially increase the number of magicians to build up their strength and win over Mertia, Catholicism, etc. But in the end, research fails. All I could do was temporarily increase my magic. And the side effects weren't really practical."

"Lute."

"Brother......"

Snow & Chris, who was taking a break on behalf of Reese, calls out.

I nod and see what they're trying to say.

High Elf Kingdom, Luna Enor Memea, the third princess, was kidnapped.

When I rescued her, I was reunited with one of the people who sold me as a slave, the Beast Race and Alcedo.

He removed a syringe with green liquid from his nose and used it.

Talking about this time, Melissa frowns sorry.

"Yes, probably our affiliate."

She said that a lower tissue also exists in 'black'.

They are the top organization members of "Black," and also help mainly with the demon king's sealed location investigation, intrusion, and, if instructed, the sorcerer's body collection.

The 'black' lower organisation had put him in charge of backwork, information-gathering and other chores for funding.

The person who developed the syringe for the thin needle was the compiler of that lower tissue, the man who was entrusting the top.

He's the one Lara brought in, and he seems to be the little villain who originally sold his meds to.

(Are you a syringe developer... a reincarnator from the same planet as me?

"What's wrong?

Melissa calls out to me to ask me scared.

I was in a hurry to see if I was in a bad mood because of my own mischief.

I panicked and smiled and answered.

"We've been doing a lot of research on syringes.... Can you tell me more about that lower organization summary later?

"Of course it is. I'll tell you everything, Master Lute."

Because they're supposed to be their top, Shanardia's fiancée, they're not going to cover up bad feelings if they get to know each other. It's not painful... but I can't say that at this time.

Melissa continues the conversation.

Later, we both know the story.

Oles, "Black", who knew in a predictive dream that PEACEMAKER (Peace Maker) would come into contact with the Demon King who is alive on the Demonic Continent, brings together all the top members.

Compound the peculiar magic of Niannilla, a girl who hides her face with cloth like Elena the Fairy Race and Ninja, to make the carriage transparent and enhanced by peculiar magic.

Instead of a horned horse, Piranha pulled the carriage and forced it, they tracked it down.

I used to follow Hanvey's speed.

Then follow me into the inside of the cave, look at the gaps and secure me. Together we took him to this place where the Demon King was sleeping.

But Lara betrayed me, and Chanardia was wounded.

Maybe it took 'Raw Dreams' and I won't wake up again.

- This was the rush, but the 'black' establishment and the current flow.

My husband opens his mouth listening to me so quietly.

Lute, give me a second.

The expression wasn't the usual luxurious smile, there was a sense of urgency to start a serious battle now.

I accidentally swallow your sauce and saliva.

"What's wrong?

"I was listening to the ladies... and I was wondering if you were lying about one thing: Lara."

"Are you lying?

Lara and her husband must not know each other.

How do you know she's lying?

The husband strokes the demon king, who has become a toddler, as if he were his beloved daughter, and assures him.

"Meltia, the great power, did not attack the Kingdom of Keslan 'because she found out that the Heavenly God is already dead'. I attacked him for a different reason."

Black girls in this word also take their eyes off Shanardia, who sleeps, and look away.

Because it's important information for them to never miss.

My husband gathered everyone's gaze, but without tension or other fine dust, he spoke the 'truth'.