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

You can't keep your distance just because the Empire is after a political marriage.

Now their country is being targeted by the Demon King Legrottarier.

We need to give him some detailed information and get him ready.

Besides, I'm not going to get politically married, and I'm not going to lend a hand to the hegemony of the demonic continent.

If you insist on that position, they'll give up, too.

Leaving the planned weapon development to Luna, we will embark on an airship for the Zagsonian Empire.

This time it is a regular sailboat-type airship.

The new airship Noah is currently undergoing modification, so it cannot be used.

I used to use regular sailboat-type airships, but I get used to Noah and feel very slow.

This is still generally one of the fastest ways to get around.

But being slow isn't necessarily a bad thing.

It's been a while since I've been able to relax just a little bit, and Snow and the others are immersed in the practice of wearing makeup, costumes and ornaments before they reach the Empire.

Hi Zagsonia. When it came to the Empire, I said, 'There is no political strategy marriage gap or other fine dust!' He's going to show it off one shot out of the blue.

Before they left for the day, they were shopping on Cocoli Street and loading onto the airship.

Be in the mood to prepare a stunning dragon dress that uses Maya and other golden threads at all costs.

Snow and the others are so tempered that Maya can't beat them, they're getting ready.

I hope there is no problem and we can talk about regrottarier safely......

With a little anxiety, the airship enters Zagsonian imperial territory.

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Zagsonia Empire.

It is the second most powerful nation, after the great kingdom of Mertia on the demonic continent.

Capital population, 80,000.

Except for some, such as poor (slum) towns, security is otherwise relatively guaranteed through policing.

Unlike other countries, it focuses on training magicians as the hallmark of the Empire.

If you have predisposition as a magician, you will be recruited regardless of race, age, birth, or even criminal record, or enrolled in an Imperial-run school of magicians. Tuition and living expenses are waived.

But even under such favourable conditions, not many enter the Imperial School of Mages.

The reason is that enlistment in the Imperial Army is mandatory after graduation.

In the realm anyway, there are few likes of objects that go out of their way to enroll from other continents.

In rare cases, someone with a lot of problems enters school from outside......

Because of this, the Empire has more magicians in the army than any other country.

When the ship arrived in the Empire, it was led to a dedicated airship warehouse and berthed.

When you enter the warehouse, leave it to the Imperial Guards.

As soon as we descend from the airship, we are taken to Imperial Castle. On our way, of course, is the room where Emperor Zagsonia waits.

The room was a luxurious room and found to be made with all the luxury at the moment of entry.

Upon entering the room, figures like the heavy town of the Zagsonia Empire were already waiting in the room.

A gentleman of good taste stands at its centre. He is the head of the Zagsonian Empire, Emperor Garial Zagsonia.

"I'll see you first. I'm Lute Gunsmith, head of the PEACEMAKER team."

"It's the Zagsonia Empire, Galial Zagsonia. Lord Lute, thank you for taking me so far."

I have a mustache in my silver hair, a skinny face that makes me think I would have been handsome in the past.

I'd rather be a butler to the mansion than an emperor.

Next, in turn from Galial's mouth, the people who refrain behind it - the heavy towns of the Zagsonia Empire, after all, are introduced.

Everyone is basically friendly.

There were a few people whose attitudes and words were friendly, but whose eyes weren't laughing at all. Hi. I hear some people are annoyed that we're being taken in by the Empire.

That reaction seems particularly remarkable to military officials.

And most importantly, there was someone who didn't welcome me.

"And it's my daughter, Yumilia. Say hello to Lord Lute, Yumilia."

"... Yes, Father. My name is Zagsonia Empire, First Princess, and Yumilia Zagsonia. See you later."

Yumilia has the same silver hair as her father, her hips and the like are so thin that if she grabs them, they seem to break. Yet her breasts are huge and her ass draws a feminine line.

He had a neat face and a touch of silver hair to give him a mysterious beauty.

From what I've heard, she's called "Silver Rose" because of her beauty, and nobles make her envious or not?

She frowned when I entered the room.

I know how you feel.

Snow and the others were breathlessly in denial, but at first glance it is obvious which one is better than Lance, a beautiful young man who is mistaken for a woman.

Beautiful young man, prince who was the next king of the demonic continent, engaged to Lance, a mage A, and now he's about to be politically married to me, a former ordinary man, even though he's a leading army (Legion), when he dies.

If the person you're marrying is Lance to me, you'll have to let that fall on your face.

When the imperial side finishes greeting, it will be our turn next.

Snow and the others greet him as his wife.

Two of them Galial reacted.

One is Reese.

Galial widens his eyes and asks.

"I don't think so... Lord Reese is the High Elf Kingdom, Second Princess of Enol, Lord Reese Enol Memea?

"Yes, Your Majesty. Long time no see."

Reese greets politely with a grin of approximation.

When I was on the airship heading this way, Reese told me that I had seen Galial face to face before he was still emperor.

You think Galial turned up and greeted the High Elf Kingdom, the party in Enor with the emperor of the day?

Because of this, it was difficult to hide the identity, so I decided to reveal it here this time. Because it's troublesome to hide poorly and be treated like a problem.

Though I only met him once.

"I didn't know Lord Lute was marrying the royal family of high elves... And Lord Reese remains as beautiful as he was then."

The High Elves live a long life and only marry one person in their lifetime.

Therefore, as a race with longevity and conjugal love, it enjoys great support from the racial race.

Such a high elf royalty is one of my wives.

There was some surprise in the eyes of the emperor, but I also felt mixed envy.

Maybe I fell in love at first sight at the time, but I couldn't welcome her to my daughter-in-law in my position and gave up crying.

Reese answers with a floating sales smile.

"It is commonly said that the High Elves will be united and accompanied by one for life, but some will have an upper historical chamber or enter the circle of polygamy, as I do. But it's troublesome when you're out of business, so please keep it to yourself."

"Okay. I swear by my name, Emperor of the Empire, I will keep it a secret."

There is a chance that the Empire will take us into their own hands.

But Reese isn't doing anything nasty. If that happens, all you have to do is protest the empire by listing what you were threatened with as a big name.

And Galial's next reaction was to Maya Dragoon.

That's Mayer with up to two names: 'Princess Demon Stone'.

It is surprising that even the Imperial Emperor of the demonic continent remembered his name.

"I heard the story, but I didn't know that" Princess Demon Stone ", a genius in the development of magic tools, was really under Lord Lute..."

"I don't know how it reaches His Majesty the Emperor's ears, but in front of my talent and other Lutes, it's less than garbage chips, Gargal hun. Lord Lute is the God of Sorcery Tool Development who came down on this earth. You can't overstate that wisdom, knowledge, and imagination are supergod levels beyond the gods."

Maya, that's too much praise.

The Imperial Magic Tool Developer, who had a cold attitude towards me, literally changed the color of his eyes. "How many beings are so praised by that demon stone princess!? 'He was stunned and literally changed the color of his eyes in an attempt to absolutely drag him into the empire.

It's more or less a supergod.

Goro bad wouldn't be a level.

"Lord Lute is a really great developer to be praised for letting go so far by Princess Demon Stone, that genius in the development of magic tools. I'd love to be mentored in the magic tools development department of our empire."

"Compared to myself and everyone else in the Imperial Magic Tool Development department...... She just has a little habit of exaggerating things."

The Emperor has listened to Meyer and eaten her with interest.

My daughter, Yumilia, on the other hand, makes a smile of approximation, but her eyes seemed completely uninterested. If I don't have eyes, I'm cold enough to start looking for branch hair.

The greeting was over, and I tried to move on to the story of the Demon King, but the emperor told me that tomorrow would be the day we were going to be tired.

As long as he was in the Empire, he was advised to stay in Imperial Castle and was also told that he would throw a party to welcome us at a later date.

Regardless of the party, my stay at Imperial Castle declined and I tried to get an inn in Castle Downtown, but I called on purpose to listen to the demon king about it, and if I couldn't even stay at the castle, I'd hear bad. So she asked me to stay at Imperial Castle.

There's no way I'm going to give you the exact compliment, you're going to stay at Imperial Castle.

Honestly, I hate that when I'm in the castle, they're going to grab Yumilia by the side and build up faits accomplis......

In the meantime, the scene is dissolved once.

The story of the Demon King will be gathered tomorrow afternoon to speak in the conference room.

When we left the room, we were led to the guest room.

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He was led to a luxurious guest room, where he left the Imperial Castle once after leaving his luggage.

To report to the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Alliance) that he is currently in the Empire.

Honestly, it's a hassle, but you can't just not do it.

Since it's a corner, we'll all go out to see the Empire.

At first, they are going to appreciate soldiers as escorts from the imperial side. Probably means surveillance, too.

But there's no sightseeing or snagging with soldiers.

I politely put in a no because I didn't even want to poorly take my escort again and sell my face in the city.

The castle was in trouble.

This is the first time I've come to a city that is busy and crowded, but I don't feel uncommon to take it apart otherwise.

Head to the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Alliance), which I've heard about in advance.

As the building is neatly built by the rules, you can reach the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Alliance) without hesitation.

Once inside the building, it's the usual Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Alliance).

As far as I can tell, no relatives or persons very similar to the receptionist in the example seem to be allowed.

Maybe he's just in the back, as a superior, like in the North.

I just finished reporting to the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) and left the building.

I have no intention of actively engaging with the receptionist's relatives.

When I run errands and intend to 'Come on, it's imperial tourism,' I get a voice from behind.

"I'm sorry, are you there, sir?

Male voice.

It doesn't sound familiar.

Looking back, there stood a horse in the lower body and a Centaur man in the upper body of a person.

I don't know the lower body, but I can tell the human part of the upper body from under the metal armor worn by being forged out. My muscles are so thick that metal armor is about to start.

That doesn't mean muscle gorilla.

Her face is neat and her hair is tied under her neck.

The hair is long but carefully washed and cleaned, so the uncleanness is free of fine dust.

But I don't remember him at all like that.

When it comes to people I know from the Centaur tribe, it's about Karen...

I can't ignore it, I answer back.

"Yes, Lute Gunsmith, head of the PEACEMAKER delegation. I'm sorry, but who is it?"

"Sorry, I'm late for an introduction. My name is Centaur, Mage B Plus and Arms Bishop. I'm Karen Bishop's brother, hired by your regiment Legion."

Arms, Karen's brother, introduces himself with a polite waist.

I didn't know Karen had a brother.

When I turn my gaze to Chris, I nod 'Kokoku'. Apparently, it's true.

"I'm sorry about this. Again, I'm Lute Gunsmith, the race who heads the PEACEMAKER (Peacemaker) delegation. Thanks to Karen for always taking care of me."

"If our silly sister is helping Lord Lute, don't worry."

I hear that Brother Karen, Arms, was coming to the Empire for work at his parents' house.

The Demon King is back. The Emperor ordered large quantities of weapons & protective equipment everywhere because he knew the Empire was being targeted.

Karen's home was one of those orders, and the name is also known in the opposite racial empire for originally making high quality weapons & protective equipment.

Arms apparently packed the airship with weapons & protective equipment and hurried to the Empire with his men.

By the way, are you wearing metal armor all over the city, too, to promote your parents' homes?

"Lord Chris and I have met face-to-face several times at home, but I'm glad you remember. Sorry I'm late for another wedding greeting. How many minutes are you busy?"

'Never mind.' Cause Karen's got a lot of words for the wedding. '

"I'd appreciate it if you could say that. Please stay close to Karen."

'Yes! Of course!

It's familiar, but Chris and I both know each other, so they have a light conversation.

Arms turned from Chris to me.

"Lord Lute is beautiful and I envy you to have your lovely wives"

Arms brings a betty compliment when he finishes his conversation with Chris.

Snow, Chris, Reese, Cocono, and Maya can illuminate.

No, why can Maya light up?

It would be like losing if you cared.

I'll give you a good compliment, too.

"Yes, it's a waste of wives for me. Is Mr. Arms married?

"No, I haven't. My brother's children inherit my home, so I'm trying to pursue the ideal woman, but I'm not really there. My father says," Come on, let's get married. I've got a lot of pageants. "

I sigh when Arms says, 'There is no ideal person in that pageant'.

This is all handsome, my parents are rich, and if I'm my second brother and I care about that, women should be more relaxed.

Yet I didn't know anyone would make it ideal.

With curiosity, I ask for the ideal female portrait of Arms.

"Excuse me, but what is Mr. Arms's ideal woman like?

"If you show up in a nutshell, you're a 'strong man'"

I get a little silent on unexpected answers.

Because it was unexpected to ask a woman for strength.

He doesn't care to keep talking.

"As you know, my parents manufacture and sell weapons and protective equipment, and we dispatch mercenaries. I leave my main business to my brother, and I like to go to battle. So I want my wife to fight side by side with me."

I see, is that the idea?

Arms is a B-plus sorcerer.

It seems hard to be a powerful woman in line with him, who will fight shoulder to shoulder with me.

Plus Arms goes on.

"You're even more overwhelmingly stronger than me if you say greed, and you prefer a woman who fights on your back. I just can't stop imagining you treating me like a real horn horse and running through the battlefield with me."

Did Arms imagine the sight, excited to dye his face red and breathe roughly?

Oh, I don't want a daughter-in-law as a comrade to fight with me on this, I want an overwhelming strong man to rule over me and make me obey.

That doesn't mean we're not getting married, no matter how much we go through with the pageant.

In a way, the ideal would be too high. In a different direction.

Putting his sexuality in front of him… The Adventurer's Good Offices Union (Guild) building is in sight.

Oh, there he is.

There's a perfect match for Arms' ideals.

But can I really introduce you to that guy?

It is strongest in a sense in the sense of strength. Maybe there's no stronger being in this world than she is.

But that's like throwing raw meat into a tiger cage on your stomach. Things are limited and I'm sorry that things are going to be all right.

When I'm worried about whether or not to introduce him, Arms leaves a greeting saying, 'Because I still have work to do'.

When he left, he asked me to call him if there was anything because he still had work to do in the Empire for the time being.

Looks like we still have time, so let's introduce her next time we see each other.

While I was thinking about it, I also said hello and broke up with Arms.

Come on, I want her to be happy too......