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

"Thank you so much......"

The location is Cocoli Street, the reception room for the headquarters of the New and Pureblood Maiden Knights.

A woman about twenty years old bows her head to me and Chris sitting on the front couch.

She is the client of this one.

"We just accomplished the requested quest. You're well paid."

'Lute, your brother is right. So don't worry.'

When Ole and Chris speak, she wipes her fingers and smiles at the tears that floated at the edge of her eyes.

"But thanks to you two, I was able to destroy my magic tools safely. I think my grandfather was safely summoned to Heavenly God because of it. So thank you again."

Lower so much that the woman with her face up is likely to put her head on the table again.

Me and Chris smiled face to face.

Let's make sure she feels better when we get here.

By the way, this request - the sorcery tools her grandfather possessed have been tricked and taken away by the Lord of the Bad Sorcery Tools Store.

The magic tool was home to an unusual and strange force. The Lord of the Bad Witchcraft Tool Store tried to use that power for evil.

But she can't do anything by herself.

Moreover, there is no evidence of being deceived and taken away, and there is no enormous amount of money to take back. That's why I decided to destroy it as long as it was used for evil.

But there was a problem.

Its magic tools are like crystal balls on the palm of your hand, but they're stiff anyway.

My grandfather said, 'It's okay for a dragon to ride!' And you said you were proud?

Where's the commercial?

In my last life, the information I pinched in my ear said that a CM company really can't break a hundred people on it? Honestly, I want to give it a ride.

That's what we talked about.

The only way to destroy a magic tool is to slap a strong force on one point. There is a part of any object that you will need, and there is a place where if you destroy it, it will break. Sounds like the magic tools are extremely brittle on that part instead of being sturdy.

Although of course it is not brittle enough to fall out of your hand and accidentally crash into a stone or something.

However, because they also understand weaknesses, they rarely appear on the table, and when used, they begin to spin irregularly at high speeds.

Not very much, but I can't destroy it in the normal way.

She heard a rumor about Chris that she was in trouble.

They say there's a "girl who does any miracle".

"If you ask her, you will definitely complete any unachievable quest," he whispers to Makoshiya.

Awesome to say......

She follows rumors and visits Cocoli Street headquarters with the thought of straw.

Chris agrees as soon as he hears the circumstances.

I'll ask Muir to take the back of her story just in case.

Muir confirmed "Lies, False, No Problems" and initiated action.

It was fast from taking action to settling.

The Lord of the Bad Magic Tools Store took out and used the magic tools in one business. Surround and guard the ball until it spins fast. The guards around him broke the moment the force was used.

Snipe the magic tools that Chris was spinning at high speeds in that moment.

Destroyed in one shot.

The flashing faces of the lords & subordinates of the Bad Magic Tools Store at that time were hilarious.

When it was destroyed, I even think my eyeballs popped up like comics. It was a really interesting reaction.

My client accompanied me to the scene with him and paid me for my quest without being able to rub it thanks to witnessing the destruction of magic tools in front of me.

Today, she's here to pay for that quest.

When I finish talking to her all the way through, I get a deep thank you at the end.

As I and Chris drove her to the front door, she bowed her head back again and again in awe.

"Now that you have successfully fulfilled your request, will you return to normal business?"

'Right. I have to give sniper guidance to my men from now on. "

Chris' sniping instruction...

While returning to the hallway I came, I asked him what guidance he was giving me.

'I don't do anything special. Because there are no shortcuts to sniping. It's just practice.'

That's very convincing when Chris says...

After the case was resolved, the next case (request) was moving while we were having this conversation.

And with uninvited guests.

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The Lord of the Bad Witchcraft Tool Store, which destroyed the sorcery tools illegally taken by Chris, had come to one of the cities on the demonic continent.

Not for tourist or commercial purposes.

He asked for an agency that was trying to catch Chris, to the stomach where the magic tools had been destroyed.

A belly-up, tall man - the Lord of Bad Witchcraft Tools Stores weeps and complains in the face of a scoundrel.

"That's right! A woman who is the original owner of a certain magic tool that I have obtained by regular means has asked me to return it. Turning it down, the woman has asked a certain person for a quest to destroy her magic tools! Thanks to you I have lost my business partner! That damage is so unrepresentable in amount! But the opponent is a distinguished legion of force and power (Legion)! I cannot denounce their evil! So please! With the help of the Heavenly Punishment Organisation (Nemesis)! You won't do evil to me!

A Heavenly Punishment Organisation (Nemesis) is a fairly special institution in which they do not belong to any nation or race and are not tied up.

It is a super-legislative body that holds the creed, "Hammer the evil that cannot be judged on behalf of the gods of heaven," and actually judges the evil that lives on the continent, across borders and protected by force, power, etc.

When it comes to Earth, it is like the police mechanism of The Doctors Without Borders.

Certainly cite evidence of evil, and judge evil according to the laws of that country and, in some cases, the penalties that are set globally.

Because of this, the power of this other world hates me as much as a snake scorpion, but I can't get my hands on it lightly because it's extremely popular with the people and some of the power.

However, the Natural Punishment Agency (Nemesis) operates not only through popular donations, but also through the aid and support of disliked powerful people.

The aid from those in power is uniform and they do not receive any further sums.

Of course, aid is not compulsory, but if you don't pay it, 'That house is doing something naughty. That's why I don't want to give you aid,' he puts in his pussy.

The amount is really insignificant from them, too.

It's quicker to pay than to be poorly pointed back finger.

The owner of the Bad Witchcraft Tool Store had complained about Chris and the others to one girl who was a member of such a heavenly punishment agency (Nemesis).

Age and back length would be about the same as Chris's.

Chest size is even smaller than Chris's.

He has stretched bright red hair like a burning sun, wearing a skirt and tights. Every time I reassemble my slender, stretched legs, I get an age-appropriate hue.

Big eyes keep jiggling the man in front of me.

She is a race, magician a plus, hooko so reille.

The youngest in the Heavenly Punishment Organization (Nemesis).

She's the youngest, the genius girl who's gone up to a hundred captains.

A hundred people move armed with her one voice.

The future is almost certainly a supernova that is expected to occupy the corner of the Heavenly Punishment Organisation (Nemesis).

It is even said to be the trump card of the Natural Punishment Organisation (Nemesis).

"... so he wants us at the Heavenly Punishment Agency (Nemesis) to catch him"

"Yes, you're right!

"Okay. I swear by the name of God, I will do everything in my power."

"Oh! Thank you! Please tell me what I can do!

"Now, hurry up - can you tell us about the illegal activity you're doing?

"To?"

The man tilts his little neck 'I don't know what that means'.

She seldom changes her expression and only pales out the facts.

"The investigation is on, and we have all the conclusive evidence. I just want to make sure you're right, just in case."

"... excuse me. I remember my errands."

"Aco Nito, secure"

"Cheryce!"

The woman known as Ako Nieto is her deputy, who had refrained behind Hooko.

She looks like a racial woman around twenty.

Unmade stretch of hair with habitual hair, big eyes twitching and moving.

The breasts and buttocks are the size that a man loves, but overall they are tight and very feminine. But because his eyes shine like a prank kid, he has a beautiful but boyish vibe.

He's the kind of guy who seems to hang out like a heterosexual and a boyfriend.

She seizes the Lord of the Bad Witchcraft Tool Store, who tried to escape.

The Lord of the Bad Witchcraft Tool Store wants to escape, but it is impossible to escape because he is holding his arm back on his cock and grabbing his neck.

He will be handed over to the soldiers who were waiting in the hallway as they stood and will be brought to justice under the laws of the city where his home is located.

Thus one evil came to an end.

"Mr. Hooko, you're safe, handover complete. Shh!

"Good luck."

"So you're ready to go home now, suss?

"... after this, I still have work to do, so I'm having trouble getting back to."

"Yeah, shouldn't we have worked enough already? I want to go home, drink alcohol, and get sloppy."

"If you want to get a salary cut, I don't mind."

"No! Labor is a noble sss! We'll do our best!

To the attitude of the cock as if he had returned his palm, Hooko makes his lumpy expression even harder.

In the meantime, the person was motivated, so he leaves the room without pursuing any further and goes to the office that is addressed to him.

That's where the paperwork needs to be processed by the end of the day.

Walking down the hall, she also responds to the crew who come to pay more tribute by stopping her leg every time she slips away.

Acco asked as he followed behind such a hooko.

"By the way, Mr. Hooko, are you seriously going to get your hands on that PEACEMAKER (Peace Maker) Chris Gunsmith? That place was just a conversation, wasn't it?

"No, I'm going to arrest Chris Gunsmith, as promised."

"Is that Magic!? No, but that demolition of magic tools was tricked and stolen. My client asked Chris Gunsmith for a job as a bitter measure. Sure, it's illegal, but..."

On the way, I arrived in the office and opened the door, so the conversation was interrupted.

When Hooko entered the room and sat down in a chair larger than her back length, Aoko resumed the conversation.

"Besides, Chris Gunsmith is the wife of that PEACEMAKER (Peacemaker) leader, Lute Gunsmith. There's no way you don't even know Mr. Hooko, is there? An honorary nobleman of the high elf kingdom of Enor, he is the most powerful Legion (Legion) sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss! I don't care how many lives I have if I get my hands on my other daughter-in-law like that, sss! Saying you've committed a crime doesn't mean your muscles are over there, and you shouldn't give it a bad little bit. No, seriously."

"Aco Nieto, what is the philosophy of the Natural Punishment Organisation (Nemesis)?

"'Hammer to evil not to be judged on behalf of the gods of heaven' sss"

Hooko doesn't change his expression, keeps his body on his back and reassembles his legs.

"Evil is evil. We, the Nemesis, exist for that reason. It doesn't matter because it's the strongest legion."

Hooko's eyes shine in a different light from the yang that plunges through the window.

"I'll make sure I rope it in Chris Gunsmith's hands."

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- A few months later.

A new request enters Chris.

Opposite my client in the New and Pureblood Maiden Knights headquarters reception room.

My client is a local nobleman from the Shemale Continent.

"I'll see you first. My name is Yotesia Fan and I am a fan."

An old man with a pinned spine, with gray hair all back and a whitened moustache.

But I don't feel older than I look.

The back length is high and disappointing enough to tell from above the clothes. He also has a solid foothold from the room to sitting on the couch, and if he does poorly, he's so energetic that I'm likely to lose in a physical battle.

Yotesia quickly says what she asked for.

"The owner of a branch of my fan clan dies of illness. For this reason, it has been decided that the eldest son will arrive as the next winner. But a second son who doesn't think it's funny is trying to make his eldest son a deceased."

It is a common story, in a sense, even on the Earth where it was and in this other world.

"In the fan clan, what prevails, even in branches, must be subjected to a ritual called the 'Rite of the Chief'. Separating the" Rite of the Chief "is the adjunct to the next Lord - that is, the second son is to take the steps. The second son is going to assassinate his eldest son during that ritual. And the assassination that you've done yourself is using something that doesn't make you think you're around."

"Is it something?

"Yes, it's like my second son took care of something called 'The chair that dies when you sit'."

"Is that some kind of magic tool?

Yotesia shook her neck to the side to ask me.

"No, I still can't believe it myself...... they don't have poison or something magical on that chair. But you think if you sit down, within a few days, the person will die in an accident, illness, death, etc.? Currently, they say seven people are dead just because it's been confirmed. So in the back world, you think you're feared as a 'cursed chair'? The second son pays a fortune to get that chair, and during the" ritual of the chief, "he's going to sit the eldest son in that chair. Accidents, sickness and death don't make him suspicious."

Chris sitting next to me, breathtaking.

When I checked sideways, I was scared like the kid I heard about the haunting.

I didn't know there was such an occult story in a world with magic and demons......

There are similar stories in the former world and on Earth.

Sure - there's a chair in England called 'Buzzbead Chair' that cursed and killed 61 people.

After his death in a chair popularly used by a murderer named Buzzby, the person sitting in that chair is said to die.

You think they are currently hanging from the ceiling so that no one can sit in an English museum?

Honestly, I would never want to sit down if it was in front of me.

I ask Yotesia questions.

"Then can't Mr. Yotesia compartmentalize the ritual instead of his second son and keep him from sitting in a chair?

"I can't. Even I, the fan owner, am forbidden to put my mouth or hands on The Rite of the Long. If the eldest son doesn't sit in a chair against the second son again, he becomes' unqualified '. So you defiled the ritual."

Totally nasty promise.

"Nor can we capture the second son guilty before the ritual… the only way to save him is to destroy the 'chair that dies when he sits' just before his eldest son sits. If you make an obvious obstruction during the ritual, you will be disqualified as a leader. But it's no problem that the ritual is interrupted by an accidental accident. So I want Chris to destroy the chair in the middle of the ritual."

"Obvious obstruction" refers to an obvious act, such as a masked man intruding or a sorcerer obstructing him with attack magic.

Yet more Yotesia continues.

"But the second son will be cautious and will not show the chair to the public until just before the ritual. Also on that day, the inhabitants will come to see the ritual. In such a popular environment, only Mr. Chris, known as The Miracle Girl, can be uninterrupted and destroyed by anyone! Please save my oldest son!

Yotesia folds her big body in two and asks Chris to sit on the front couch for work.

She writes letters on the mini blackboard and shows them to me.

"Mr. Yotesia, please raise your face"

When he looks up, Chris smiles and shows him the mini blackboard.

'Okay. We will take that request.'

"Thank you! Tell me if there's anything I can do."

Yotesia bows her head again with the momentum of her forehead on the table.

Then check on the details of the place and how it flows that opens the ritual to him.

Tell Yotesia what more you want.

What I want Yotesia to do, it's...