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

We are taken to William's Imperial Soldier Training Station.

Domed and special building materials and witchcraft make it impossible to destroy even most attack witchcraft.

For this reason, the same objects were built in the experimental site of the Imperial Institute of Magic.

Because of the lack of entertainment in this different world, most of the people who were at the party venue had traveled all the way to see it.

Of course there was the figure of Emperor Galial and his daughter Empress Yumilia among them.

"Master William, please be careful not to get hurt."

"Thank you, Your Highness the Empress of Yumilia"

Young elite, vice president of the Sorcerer Knights, Sorcerer A minus class William and Empress Yumilia stare at each other and greet each other as if they were lovers.

No one can condemn that point because Pre-Construction is only speaking out to his subordinates.

William finishes his greeting and moves to the center of the training center.

In the center, I had already put Snow's ready PKM under one leg and waited.

They were both dressed from venue costumes.

No matter how many sittings, we'll have a duel. Not in case there is.

Snow was sleeving through his usual combat clothes.

William is wearing silver armor. It glowed slightly, apparently, that something magical was being granted. I think that's going to make it good at night...

William smiles at the mighty and speaks to Snow.

"I am thrilled to receive the honor of exchanging spears with the" Ice and Snow Witch "lord, given two names by that" Ice Witch ". Are you sure you want to settle on the terms earlier?

"'If you move off the spot one way or the other first, you lose' will be fine. 'Cause after this, you'll have to duel with Chris and Reese, too. If you run out of magic in my time, you're pathetic."

William's grin deepens.

He said, 'If I meant it, I would make Omae irreversible to a real spill. They took it as "pathetic that the other two couldn't fight".

But I'm not going to make a fool of him for Snow.

I'm just saying what I honestly thought.

There is no such thing as the meaning or disgust in the back.

But William didn't catch it that way.

"Thank you for your concern. Now, let's deal with the three of us with 333 blades to spare ourselves."

The proclamation and the blade of 333, a great sword made of magic so that a clear knight could raise his sword behind him at the time, reveal himself.

Zagsonia Deputy Head of Imperial Sorcery Knights, Sorcerer A minus, William McNael.

The two names are "Thousand Blades".

He is also a peculiar magician and can create a thousand blades, as two names say.

It is not simply possible to create a thousand blades, but also to attribute them one by one.

In other words, attributes such as flames, ice, wind, and thunder can be used separately depending on the situation.

Not only does it attack with a blade, it also serves as a shield against the opponent's sword, bow, and witchcraft.

The most versatile of all the peculiar magic I've ever seen.

But I lick too much of anything.

The opponent is the same magician A minus Snow.

Besides, she rarely seems to be going to deal with PKM, not AK47.

"If there's anything left of magic, you can use a thousand of them, right?

"No, I'm fine. There are no two words for knights."

Snow cares and speaks, but all he had to do was oil the fire.

From William's point of view, 'If you don't mean it, you're gonna lose,' but it's equal.

Again, Snow has no intention of provoking him.

"Now let me start the duel by saying we both agreed"

One of the knights serving as a referee speaks out.

Both parties are convinced and distance themselves from each other.

It took the form of facing each other at a distance of about 10 m.

Behind William, 333 blades follow regularly.

The Empress Yumilia had a glimpse of the figure.

Snow assists the body with physical enhancement.

Lift the PKM gently.

I can fire if I squeeze the trigger already, but I can't complain because William is following his own blade.

The referee raises his hand.

"Like fighting each other squarely. Let's get started!"

The raised hand is waved down in momentum.

At the same time, he flew his voice to the 333 blade that William was holding back behind.

"Dance, Swordman! You are beautiful in your glow, and what you cannot slash..."

"That's it, Fire!

But the dialogue is blocked by Snow's chirping and shooting.

Dadda, dadda, dadda, dadda, dadda, dadda!

A 7.62 mm x 54 R, also used for sniper rifles, fires about 200 rounds towards William.

He stops the directions of the attack en route and shields the blade created by magic reflexively.

The 7.62mm x 54R bullet finally stops with two blades crushed and a third. In other words, a simple calculation would require 600 blades to prevent 200 rounds.

But William looked good mistakenly thinking he was provoked by Snow, declaring that he would only use 333 blades that could create 1,000.

Simple calculations are about 267 sheets short.

In addition, Snow pursues.

"Dance! Snowblower! Ice Short Spear! Pierce and ice everything! Storm Edge!"

Ice x wind intermediate magic.

A small tornado wraps painfully over Snow, and countless sharp ice blades dance. The blade fires innumerably at William, like the PKM she holds in her hand.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Dual attack over, from the front.

Already the blade is destroyed and he manages to form a resistance to defend himself thoroughly.

But there's no way I can withstand the double attack caused by PKM and attack magic, and more and more magic is being cut off.

As it is, all magic is shredded and holes are everywhere in the body.

There is only one way for him to survive.

"Ugh...!

William assists the body with physical strengthening while forming a resistance formation around him.

I got out to roll off the spot.

"That's it! Winner Snow Gunsmith!"

The referee's knight hurries to announce the winner.

Not to let them chase us any further.

Breaking the arrangement and letting it continue poorly can cause serious injury if they continue that stormy attack.

William understood that too, so he was sweating cold from all over his face, not his forehead.

"Sa, that's the magician a negative" Ice and Snow Witch "lord. I'm afraid I didn't know you were this strong. My own loss."

"Thank you. But if Mr. William meant it, he wouldn't have figured it out."

"Kuh......"

If, as the two names say, he could have followed 1,000 blades, he could still afford to stop 200 rounds of PKM.

If I hadn't licked Snow and put the limit of 333 on myself, as she pointed out, I would have had a good chance of winning.

William bites his lips regrettably, misinterpreting Snow as saying he hated him.

But honestly, if he puts out 1,000 blades, Snow can shoot 400 with 200 + 200 if he shoots with two hands with another PKM.

I need three to stop the bullet, so I'm going to need 1,200 in simple calculations.

In the end, the result remains the same.

Now the next duel is Chris.

She has a VSS (silencer sniper rifle) in her hand.

William had the look of certainty that his next opponent was a little girl and not a magician.

William meets the Empress Yumilia watching the game at the training center entrance.

"Next up, I offer my victory to Her Royal Highness the Empress of Yumilia! 'He complained with his eyes.

"Dear William, please be careful only of your injuries," the Empress Yumilia returns with her eyes.

It's as if the two of them have become the protagonists & heroines of the stage play, feeling intoxicated by themselves.

But it's bad to be anxious to win, but the opponent is almost the strongest in PEACEMAKER - Chris Gunsmith.

Besides, she's almost silent and has the VSS of a perverted sniper rifle in its hand that can fire continuously.

If I were you, I'd turn my back and go all the way.

The likelihood of escape is almost equal to 0......

And Chris and William decide how to fight the next duel.

Chris presents' Win if you put a machete (a blow) in your opponent first '.

William immediately acknowledged.

This is how the second battle is fought.

center of the training ground, facing each other at a distance of about 10 m, just like Snow earlier.

The referee raises his hand.

"So are you ready?

"Absolutely."

"I don't have a problem either"

"Then let's fight each other squarely. Let's get started!"

The raised hand is waved down in momentum.

Immediately Chris only strengthens his legs with physical enhancement. Take a lower distance to fly backwards.

Meanwhile, William plays a chant blocked by Snow earlier.

"Dance, Swordman! Your brilliance is beautiful, there is nothing that cannot be slashed! Rip my enemies apart!

The newly created 333 blades that I had refrained from behind pop up on Chris' face.

One of the blades she sees and strikes is dodged and stabbed at the training station, rolling up the flames and heating the ground red.

Apparently, the other one has been granted an ice attribute, which froze the ground when pierced.

I heard you could grant attributes to each bottle, but I see. Is that what it feels like?

Sure, that looks versatile, and if it's fully functional, it's going to be a mess.

But now William insults Chris, who is not a magician, and also uses only 100 of 333 hands of attack.

Others float around for their own defense.

The other girl is a little girl, not a magician. I'm not sure about weapons. They're magic tools.

I don't know what it's like to insult you, but the other guy is that Chris. Nothing but bad hands.

Chris keeps dodging the 100 blades he can point at.

I haven't fired a single shot yet.

Chris has good eyes, so he only strengthens his legs with magic and keeps dodging.

Plus I guess it's hard to guess because of her small body.

Exactly frustrated William adds another 100.

That's 200.

Chris goes further back and moves to circle around William.

The distance from him is 200 m.

Use the training station almost full to move and dodge.

... Honestly, I think it's amazing from the inside out. It's like Chris avoids one sword after another as if he's playing a dodging game.

The audience, who praised William's demon sword movements at first, were also fascinated by Chris' movements if they realized it.

If that's before a little girl who's not a magician keeps avoiding magician A minus class attacks all that well, I'd just have to be fascinated.

"Huh!"

William, who just got a sense of crisis, goes into battle.

Drop an extra 100 bottles.

This makes 300 blades that hit Chris.

But now she moves too.

Chris dodges the impending blade and puts up a VSS at a time like a slight gap he could make.

"Sooo."

You're supposed to be far away.

"Huh."

I thought I heard her breathing.

But there are still 33 swords guarding around William.

Stupid honestly releasing a bullet wouldn't be that hard to prevent if it was about 200m.

What the hell is Chris going to do?

Chris squeezes the trigger gently as he worries.

Almost silent firing sound.

The 9mm x 39 subsonic bullet was directed and released towards the Devil's Sword floating on the side, not William.

For a moment, I suspected Chris had missed the target.

"Grr!?

William screams and nods by holding down his right leg.

"This battle, Chris Gunsmith!

The referee speaks up and tells the winner in dismay.

Apparently, Chris calculated that the bullet would be prevented by the demon sword floating around him, and used the jump bullet to pierce William's leg.

I didn't know I could do that much artistry while dodging 300 swords...

Chris is really awesome.

William was also wrapping his tongue around Chris' superb skill than losing to his understated opponent.

And the last strike...

"Well, thank you," says Reese with a gentle smile.

But contrary to that adorable smile, she makes fun of me and her heart boils back.

William, in a way, pissed off the scariest person in PEACEMAKER.

Can he survive this one hit...

▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼

- And in a certain place.

Lute and the others are taking a ride. Exactly then, one evil swoops.

"... Now we're ready. It's time to launch the grand fireworks."

A demonized regrottarier spreads his wings.

"Aim for the Zagsonian Empire"

He floated a creepy tear to his ears in the dark.