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

Lance will be there. Head to the center.

Along the way, rocks like giant stone circles were arranged neatly.

It would be fun to see with my daughters as a tourist destination, but I just don't feel that way right now.

Beyond the stone circle, going further - Lance Mertier stood there.

We confirmed that it looked like a projector in the sky, but it was only since we fought at the northernmost end of the demonic continent that we would face each other straight away.

The overall air had changed, though it looked better than it did then.

Longer blonde hair stretches more than I saw before, so much so that it's likely to stick to the ground.

My hair is fluffy and shaky even though the wind is not blowing.

Over his head emerged a circle of light, which, coupled with his beauty, was surprisingly mysterious.

The magic formations that rotate glue underfoot and irregularly change the pattern are also helping to increase its mystery.

So much so that if a third party introduces him without knowing that 'He is the rebirth of the Heavenly God', he will not question it and believe it.

"Hey, Dig Tian. You came early."

"Takaji..."

"Stop it, dasai name like that. I already threw that name away. [M] Lance now. It's Lance Mertier. Mostly, I don't have that name in this sword and magic world. Oh, if so, isn't it yummy to call Digita-kun Digita-kun? Then let me call you" Mr. Lute "from now on."

Lance talks to a friend in the classroom at a mild pace.

An uncontrolled, innocent smile inspired this one's vigilance on the contrary.

The AK47 in my hand is going to slip with sweat.

"... Lara told me. If we open the doors of the other world, this other world will break. Is that true?

I won't move on to the attack right away, I'll ask to be sure.

"I didn't tell Lara anything about that neighborhood, but I knew you'd notice. Good Lord," The Predictive Dreamer "is a convenient ability, but it's also a hassle to be too convenient."

Lance shrugs her shoulders slightly overreactionary.

I asked further as I focused my eyes on it.

"Wasn't Lara one of us for Omae?

"Of course I'm a dear fellow. Without her power, I would never have been able to possess this power - the divine nucleus. But just because you're a dear fellow doesn't mean you're talking about anything, right?

Lance continues.

"Honestly, I didn't know if this world would collapse if I opened the door to the other world myself. I thought it was just one of the possibilities."

"One of the possibilities," he said, gaining certainty from his voice.

At first I doubted it, but it was also a tone that I understood that I would be able to actually open the door with the same power as the heavenly gods, producing no results of my own.

I take a step forward unexpectedly.

"Who in this other world doesn't Omae have one, a loved one!? What does it matter what happens to that loved one with his own ego!?

"It's a terrible way to put it. Even I lived in this world for years. Someone important to me. My father, my mother, had a different field, but my brother and sister were there."

Before I say, 'Then stop this stupid mane for your parents and sisters and brothers now,' Lance tells me.

"But subtracting that, we need to take revenge. If I don't, I can't convince myself, and I'll never give this away. I have lived and acted so far to avenge you, Lute, as you have set up an army (Legion) to help those in need, those who seek salvation. So no matter what you sacrifice, I won't stop for my purpose."

Let your eyes shine and say without hesitation.

I launched PEACEMAKER (Peace Maker) to help many people in need.

If they affirm that they have the same readiness and conviction as that, there is no more word to tell.

Aside from righteousness and evil, there is only one way left behind if each other's will, ideas and ideologies can only conflict.

Eliminating incompatible opponents - it is a battle.

I put AK47 in my hand again.

"Then I'll stop Tanaka-Lance."

"That's terrible, Lute. Are you going to do terrible things to me again, like you did in your last life?"

Lance comes stuffed in a playful condition.

In my previous life, I abandoned him for being jerked off by Somas.

He had always been a loser and could not be forgotten when he was reborn into this other world, launching PEACEMAKER (Peace Maker) from redemption to him.

Right now, I'm trying to get rid of someone who wished for that forgiveness.

But I am ready to be scolded, stuffed, and despised.

Kill Lance, but I won't let you destroy this other world where my loved ones are.

Even if they curse me that's my ego!

"That's right. Get out of the way. Tell me more about the complaints in hell. I'll be there in a few decades."

"Hahahahahahaha! If you're going, go on your own! You hypocrite!

Lance's hair spreads to intimidate him even though there is no wind.

To signal his words, I don't hesitate to squeeze the trigger on the AK47!

7.62 mm x Russian short hits Lance, but doesn't make it slight at all.

As per his spare attitude, the bullet deviates backwards as if avoiding him.

Currently, I can't sense it because I don't have magic, but I guess I'm putting things like resistance around me.

I don't mind pressing.

Fire GB15, 40mm add-on grenade.

More explosive grenades were taken out and thrown.

The killing radius of the burst grenade is about 10m, so it is used when there is no place to hide oneself.

Nevertheless, a knocking shock wave strikes your body.

Guard your face with your arms in an aggressive manner.

Soot smoke will be standing up soon.

If it knocks me down to this extent, I'd appreciate it......

Probably hasn't even suffered a scratch.

Replace the magazine and put a new grenade in the GB15.

Just when I was finished preparing, the earthen smoke cleared and the unharmed lance stood as expected.

7.62 mm x russian short, 40 mm grenade, eating grenades and intact is naturally still not moving a step or anything......

I don't mind creating an atmosphere that looks like a lass boss, but as for this one, I honestly don't like it.

Which means I can't scratch one on Lance with my current hand as I assumed.

Isn't it a battle for certainty of defeat?

Lance comes forward with a spare attitude.

"Lute, now the attack is over... there's no such thing as that, is there? Don't hesitate, you can resist me with all the strength I've developed in this world."

I'm angry at that attitude.

It would be almost impossible to defeat him with the current equipment.

But I'm going to change that spare attitude!

I set up AK47 again and challenged Lance to battle.

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- Are we done here?

"Chi, shit...... ugh"

AK47, grenades, grenades, special acoustic flash bombs (stun grenades), USP (KTW rounds of armored rounds for handguns), etc - I sprayed the face with the concentrated stench of balloon frogs (balloon frogs) planted in wasp knife (tin bee knife), one of my back hands, even closer.

But it was also a trump card that worked for magicians S, Tiga Huu, Beast King Wushu (Jiuuubu) and Lara, but I couldn't even change Lance's marginal face.

I almost run out of weapons in my hand, and at the end of the day, I just roll over the ground with a waved blow on my arm and sink.

I fall to my knees and throw up blood reflexes from my mouth.

Again, as expected, weapons in hand don't have enough firepower!

Lance speaks in a disappointing tone.

"You're really not done with this. Is your determination to help those in need and those who seek salvation to that extent? Stand up and fight. Come on, come on, come on, come on!

"Huh."

Lance raises her voice to stir it up.

Whether I stood up or not, his blow worked unexpectedly and raised his face.

If I had magic, I could have avoided it with physical enhancement or reduced the damage with resistance...

I didn't know it was this troublesome to have no magic.

He seemed to rely a little too much on magic.

"Oh man, Lute, it doesn't seem desperate enough for you yet. Then I can help you out with your desperation."

Lance gave a disappointing look, but soon created an abusive grin and waved his arms.

Five projection footage appears like the one I saw over Cocoli Street before.

The demon continent, the beast continent, the dragon continent, the demon continent and the north continent were shown, respectively.

"Lute, you'd be wondering how critical the people you care about are in right now, too, wouldn't you? To motivate you, it's a corner, so I'll show you."

It seems Lance is going to psychologically humiliate me by showing his loved ones in crisis.

But the inquisitor didn't wholesale it.

The demon continent - the muscles rave.

Beastman continent - blast flames and ice fill the screen.

Dragon People's Continent - The dragons were raging and crazy.

Demon Continent - my mother-in-law with a delightful surprise grin and a sword. Malcolm, the head chef wrapped around a blade all over his body, and Mary, the deacon, are exposed to naked, surprisingly forged muscles in his upper body and struggling.

North Continent - Muscles rumble and go crazy as the snow falls.

... That's a subtle lot of muscle rate.

Lance smiles at a completely different situation than he anticipated and makes his eyebrow root uncomfortable.

He was supposed to be in a remote position, and they let me change his spare face, which I couldn't distort by pouring weapons and ammunition in my hand.

I couldn't help but notice it in the video.