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

Time goes back just a little bit.

Demon continent, the largest nation, Mertier.

There was a dinner party at that royal palace tonight.

It is an event that unveiled the noble children.

The large interior is illuminated like midday by massively installed light demon stones, with dishes lined with luxurious dishes, and alcohol that is out of reach by the income of ordinary people is consumed like hot water.

Nobles greeted each other there, introduced each other's daughters and sons, and young people gathered and enjoyed chatting with each other.

There was a glamorous circle in it.

It is the circle that surrounds the next king of Mertier, the race Lance Mertier.

Around him were women aristocrats of his age who praised Lance by dyeing his cheeks red like a patient suffering from fever.

"Master Lance, it's been a long night, like a brave man in a story."

"Master Lance isn't just beautiful. I heard about the Goudbee district. Thanks to the water treatment work devised and directed by Master Lance, the river was never flooded or dead this year."

"It's great. I can't believe it's not just about appearance, it's even about brains."

"Oh, you don't know? Tell us about Master Lance's work last month in military training in neighboring Zagsonia Empire. In a mock match against ten Sorcerer soldiers, Master Lance won without a scratch by himself."

"It's wonderful! I can't believe you excel in witchcraft, not just brains and beauty. I'm sure Master Lance is the brave man who came back to life today."

The women stare at Lance with eyes closer to admiration and worship than love - and send more praise.

He smiled constantly and humbled himself.

"I did come up with a plan for the water treatment, but it was because I had men and craftsmen who could move with their hands and feet. When it comes to mock games, sometimes I'm royal and I just let all the magicians have their hua. And most importantly, it's no big deal compared to the beauty of all of you right now, such as me. Instead, because of your monopoly, I am deeply frightened of buying resentment from other men."

Lance flatters even more, and the women dye their red cheeks even more red than apples.

As he put it, there are others inside the aristocracy who do not feel comfortable with Lance.

If he stays on the throne, he is a person to the detriment of himself, or the thinker is indulging in him, etc. - for a variety of reasons.

On top of that, they don't try to get their hands on Lance directly or indirectly.

No matter how much we work out, we prepare traps around us, but it is the mountains of Sekiyama that are all nursed and used the other way around.

So much so that in the past, some nobles tried to trap Lance and, conversely, fell back on him painfully.

He reads everything in the hands of the person who planned the plot, as if the 'future' were visible.

Therefore, there is no opponent, and despite having a brother or sister, everyone affirms that he is the next king of the great Meltia.

Because it is impossible to remove Lance from the seat of the next king, no matter what hand you use.

He also strengthened his national power with numerous inventions and ideas.

To give a brief example: 'Water wheels', 'Agricultural revolution through compost, etc.', 'Water remediation works', 'Welfare', 'Health care reform', 'Creating jobs through public utilities' ETC - I cannot help but mention Lance's achievements.

As a result, there is a great deal of trust from the people.

Speaking only of young people, there is more support than the current king.

It is particularly remarkable among the young soldiers, and there are many figures who speak in fancy words: 'If it is for Lance, you will die'.

The surrounding Lance Mertier's acclaim is a masterpiece of outstanding eyebrows, literary martial arts, and intellectual courage - plus charisma.

It breaks the circle of noble children who were enjoying a chat with Lance.

One woman walks up to him on the path made of that broken wheel.

It's the Zagsonian Empire, the First Princess, and Yumilia Zagsonia.

She is Lance's fiancée.

Silky smooth silver hair. Hands, feet, hips, etc. are so thin that if you grab them, they are likely to break. The breasts were generally larger, and their beauty combined to make them enviable, called "Silver Rose" by the leading men around them.

So much so that there was an incident where some male dignitaries resented Lance and tried to drive him off the throne, suspicious of her too much beauty.

Of course, Lance used their trap the other way and beat it so hard that he could never recover.

The demonic continent, the largest nation, the kingdom of Mertia.

The kingdom falls slightly, but the second Zagsonian empire.

Lance, the engagement of the two Yumilians is a political marriage to make the relationship between the great powers stronger.

It is common for countries to daughter-in-law each other's children and strengthen alliances.

Lance turns her fiancée forward, her right hand to her chest, and her left hand to her back, lowering her head.

"Welcome, Master Yumilia"

"Welcome and thank you for inviting me, Master Lance"

Yumilia also returns an official greeting with her right hand on her chest and her skirt gently lifted with her left hand.

"The days I couldn't see Master Lance lacked glory and were very monotonous, as the colors were lost from the world. But that's how I met him, and I was able to restore color to my world again."

"I was the one who tried to delude Master Yumilia by immersing herself in her work on her hard days. But I really thought about you and I was hurting my chest. This is how we met and exchanged words to finally free ourselves from suffering."

"Well I'm glad. I can't believe Master Lance felt the same way about me."

Yumilia lets Lance's eyes melt inadvertently into his words.

The engagement of the two is only a political marriage to strengthen the alliance between the kingdom and the empire.

But Yumilia, like the other noble children, was completely boned out by Lance's beauty and wisdom.

Also around me, Lance stared at each other as "Silver Rose" was too picturesque to divulge a sigh of sigh.

The two don't care about their surroundings to reunite for the first time since their tour of the military exercises in the Empire last month.

But only two prominent people escape from either side to the balcony to avoid annoying eyes, as their gaze from around them pierces them like a needle mountain.

Yumilia leaned over to Lance's chest just saying she had finally taken a breath.

He also takes his sweet fiancée with a smile.

"It's been a really long time, Master Lance. Yeah, that's how I want to stay with you all the time if I can."

"Sooner or later, if we get married, we can hug each other like this every night. Right now, from each other's standpoint, it's not that easy to meet you. It's patience until we get married, Master Yumilia."

"Mean guy. I thought you asked me to call you 'Yumilia' when we were alone..."

"Excuse me. Hi. I haven't been able to switch from where I have eyes - Yumilia. Is this it?

"Yes!"

Called Yumilia, Silver Rose brings a year-to-year smile.

She asked Lance with a smile on her face.

Speaking of which, I wanted to ask you something when I met with Master Lance.

"What? Hold on."

"I pinched it in my little ear, but everything. Lately, they've put one woman on their side."

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Lance smiles at her inquiry, often silently.

"I really need her strength in a certain business, and I'm just able to recruit her as a diner. It's not the kind of relationship that Yumilia suspects."

"No, I'm not blaming you for anything. I respect and love Master Lance. I take it for granted that if you are as talented as one or two concubines or Master Lance, you surround yourself. Besides, my father tells me, 'It is incurable for men to serve concubines'. So don't worry. We just have inheritance issues, so please don't have problems with hidden children."

Lance had no choice but to smile bitterly at her calm opinion.

As Yumilia pointed out, the plan is only at the final stage, so it puts Lara on the side differently than before.

If you put it on your own side, she'll need a meal too, and problems with laundry, changing clothes, bathing, etc.

Ultimately, it's not a matter of being able to bribe him by himself who's busy, and on the contrary, it's too suspicious to make sure there's nothing involved around him.

The next prince of a great power carries meals, clothes, and essentials into the basement at night or in a room where no one is allowed to approach him. Whatever you think is suspicious.

No way he kills a servant with a mouth seal every time he carries a meal or something.

Apart from talking about it if you're surrounded by remote places, etc., if you're trying to hide people on your side, the more surprisingly difficult it is for the superior.

Such a shadow in his sight.

There is always a slight crack in Lance's expression of constant friendly grin and trying to treat everyone equally.

He's a little crack, but usually he's the only perfect one. He's noticed as a big discomfort.

"Dear Lance, what's wrong?

"No, it's nothing. Yumilia, it's time to go back inside. It's not good for you to wind at night for a very long time"

"Yes, then let's go back together"

"I'm sorry, but after this, I promised to talk to an acquaintance, and I'll let you take your seat off a little bit. So I'll see you soon."

Lance does not allow objections and immediately escorts Yumilia into the room where the dinner party continues.

Delivering her to her room, he leaves the dinner party and follows the shadow he sees from the balcony into the courtyard.

Lance arrives in front of a shadow made of light leaking from the dinner party venue.

One woman emerges from the shadow.

He is the former Kingdom of High Elves, the first princess of Enor, Lara Enor Memere.

No one can tell she is Lara except Lance and herself because she is currently wearing a hood deep and a pendant to change her ears and face.

"... I thought you were telling me not to show my face here?

"I'm sorry. However, PEACEMAKER (Peacemaker) has made a move, so I thought you should report it immediately."

Half serious, half lying.

It is true that there was movement in PEACEMAKER, but it came out intolerably while I was checking Lance's conversation with Yumilia in Chiriko.

"Looks like my sister Luna has developed some new weapons. Probably a weapon for Master Lance."

"Hmm... you know what kind of weapon that is?

"I'm sorry. It was in the basement that we were developing it, and from this distance, we can't even confirm it with" Chirii Eye "..."

"I see. I see. Let me hear more about it later. Good luck reporting."

"Dear Lance,"

When the two of you are in conversation, you hear a familiar voice.

Yumilia, who had broken up earlier, followed him to the courtyard with a maid.

Lance is sandwiched between them and Lara and Yumilia's gaze intersects.

Yumilia acted as if Lara was not there.

"Dear Lance, the present King Mertier (father-in-law) is here to see you. He wants to talk to you. He's been looking for you."

"Thank you for taking the time. I wish my servants had done something like that."

"It's nothing like that. Everything I do with Master Lance is more valuable to me than a jewel."

"Ha ha, you love me a lot"

"Yes, I truly respect and love you. Now, Mertier, it's painful to keep the current king (stepfather) waiting, so let's go."

"Ah..."

Lance leaves Lara in Yumilia's words and goes to her.

Yumilia wrapped her own hand around his arm in this sight.

At that time, only face to Lara and breathe through her nose.

This is how you follow your words and lean in on me if you speak to Lance.

As a woman, I showed Lara some of my best superiority.

Lara unconsciously grips her palm so painfully that she rings her back teeth in remorse.

Lara and the High Elf Kingdom, the former first princess of Enol.

I don't think that status or beauty is losing to Yumilia.

Though his chest is a complete defeat, he stays young for much longer than Yumilia because of his pedigree life. This should be a good material to fill the chest handles.

However, the final plan is currently being implemented.

You can't just reveal here that you're the missing 'High Elf Kingdom, the former first princess of Enol'.

There will be fatal problems, both politically and systematically.

"You, Master Yumilia, I escort. You need to take her to her room and make sure no one gets in or out until I get back."

"Yes, sir."

Instruct the maid that Yumilia was accompanying to take Lara to her room.

Don't forget to take steps to keep you out of the room until after dinner.

And when Lance finished giving the instructions, he returned to the dinner party venue with Yumilia without ever looking back.

Its back Lara could only be dropped off, wrapped in a shadow made of light leaking from the venue.

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There's no reason to stop at this place forever, let alone board a dinner party venue.

Lara reluctantly turns her back and walks out to the dinner venue, as a maid instructed by Lance prompts her to return to her room.

The maid followed behind it.

All the while walking down the hallway back to the room, Lara bites her own thumbnail.

Gazigazi and...

"To that woman, Lady Lance... keep up the good work... kill her..."

Keep whining about bumps and talking to yourself as you bite your nails.

I bite my nails too much and my blood bleeds.

Still keep chewing.

When you reach the front of the room, the maid opens the door.

Lara went inside without disobedience.

After closing the door, the maid stands in front of the door and monitors so that no one can enter or leave.

About two hours later - while in dinner venue clothes, Lance visits Lara's room.

I questioned the maid without saying hello.

"Is she in her room?

"Yes, there you are. No one has visited the room again"

"Right. Thank you. Bring some tea to my room later."

"Yes, sir."

As instructed, the maid moves away from the door to prepare the tea.

Lance knocked before entering the room.

"Sorry, it's late. Did I make you wait?

"No! Not at all, I'm not waiting. And I'm sorry I suddenly pushed you earlier. Without considering Master Lance's inconvenience."

"You don't have to worry about it. Sure, it was urgent."

Lara looks at him as Lance follows her, dyeing her face red.

"And it's troublesome to call it a political marriage. There's no way you can crack into an alliance by undermining your mood for unimpeded treatment. I have my surrounding eyes, so I have to act friendly all the time. It's a real hassle."

"… but a path that cannot be avoided for Master Lance's ultimate purpose. Just be patient a little later."

Lara manages to keep her mouth down, which is about to snort, and flaunts Lance's stupidity.

It's only because Lance has the mask of Mertier's next king to deal with Yumilia, whose plans are in the final stages.

Originally, it doesn't matter anymore, like your Yumilia counterpart or Mertier. But it's troublesome to come this far and throw and have a bad influence and sound like the final plan.

So Takaji Tanaka continues to wear the mask of Lance Mertier to the end.

Back to Earth, parents, brothers, teachers, students, society, the world structure all - to avenge the world itself. For that, let's act as the perfect prince, make a political marriage to the princess of the empire and dance too.

"Right. After that, if we send her to the Empire, we can finally get some time together. Let's say we put Keri on in the meantime."

"... Yes. Dear Lance."

"By the way, what happened to those fingers?

He notices and asks questions about blood from Lara's thumb.

She rushes to hide her fingers but it's too late.

"This is, uh... on my way back, I think I hit it and cut it"

I can't believe I bit myself from frustration until the blood seeped in.

"That's tough, we need to treat it immediately - light on your hands, healing light (heel)"

"Dear Lance..."

Lance heals Lara's fingers immediately.

Lara looked at him like that with a lucid look.

At the end of his finger treatment, Lance grabs the hand and stares at Lara.

"Soon we'll have time to get to that place"

"Yes, everything should be in order"

"Then we'll just make good adjustments so everyone can dance. Let Horida-kun and the others dance in the palm of your hand until the end."

"Yes, Master Lance"

The two continued to hold hands and stare at each other until the maid came back with tea.