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

When El, Gigi and the children return to the orphanage, they stop at the same time on the way.

Gigi noticed signs of people, and Elle noticed a lot of people on the side of the orphanage in hearing.

Gigi rattles his back teeth.

"I didn't know we'd have a chaser this far anymore...... Looks like there's a lot of people out there to see the signs."

"!? This voice! Mr. Gigi, it's okay. Ladies and gentlemen, they are not our enemies."

Contrary to Gigi, who had a tough face, Elle smiles happily, turning away from her anxious look.

Convince Gigi that Elle will take the children ahead.

When the orphanage was seen, they captured the Elles as well.

When he, they notice the Elles, they come running up in a voice.

"Dr. Elle! Are you all right!

"I was worried because no one was in the orphanage."

"Dr. Elle, it's been a while!

"Yes, you all look well, more importantly."

Young men and women reacted with sadness.

He, they are the children who graduated from the orphanage.

Adventurers, merchants, agricultural workers, craftsmen, fishermen, ordinary people, etc. - they had a wide variety of talents.

There was even a guard figure in there who was clearly well equipped.

They are a bunch from the Tubel side of the commercial city reported by Taiga.

At first, he was mistaken for those who were after Elle's life, and was about to fight unusually high morale townspeople.

But soon I realized they were orphanage graduates, and I was able to get them to believe I was here to help Elle.

Elle asks once she's reunited with the graduates.

"But why is everybody here? What's wrong with your job?

"Even though it's Dr. Elle's crisis, it's not like you're doing your job!

"That's right! The guy who floated in the sky said something weird, so I was worried that Dr. Elle and the kids were in danger!

"Also, have you possibly thrown your job away for us!?

Elle speaks in surprise at everyone's reply.

"No, I got your permission. Instead... most of my parents and bosses are following me."

One of the craftsmen looks back to introduce him.

There stood a middle-aged man with a disappointing body.

"Answer! If it's a crisis between our idiot apprentice and Dr. Elle, who took care of Kakaa, we have to rush to punish him!

Next, the fisherman whose skin burns in the day tells me.

"We also owe it to the young people to help us when they get hurt. If it's such a benefactor crisis, it's decided to rush to work!

Next up are adventurers men and women who are not even orphanage associates.

"When I ran out of adventurers, I was unconscious and dying of Gargal. That's when Elle, who was nearby by chance, helped me. I thought I could repay you a little bit."

"I was just like him and Elle helped me. Be sure to return the favor!

After adventurers men and women, Malton, a merchant, speaks up.

Marton was a merchant who sold his' Reversi 'rights when Lute was enrolled in an orphanage.

He shrugs his shoulders with acting like a stage actor.

"Not only did I let Dr. Elle heal my major injuries, but Lute made you make money, too. It's against my duty as a merchant to abandon Dr. Elle here, and I can't face him."

Elle took care of her, her lover, her parents, her friend, one voice after another because she had her own life saved.

Elle hears the voice and, for the sake of profit, not only those who aim for their lives, but also involuntarily spills tears by touching the warmth of those who have come to help us without regard for danger.

"Thank you...... thank you......"

All I could do was thank you.

I put my hand on her shoulder like that and there was someone to hug her.

It is my husband Gigi.

Elle buries his face in his chest and temporarily spills tears of joy.

Gigi thanked him again instead.

"Elle - No, thank you for gathering for my wife, for my children. I would like to say hello to each other if possible, but now I have company fighting alone to ensure the safety of the children. I want to get to help right away. The men who can fight, I want them to follow me. The rest of you will stand in the orphanage and be ready to cage."

It's not like pre-fight tension in Gigi's words.

Another pressing air flows.

A secret conversation took place among those who came to the rescue.

(Is that Dr. Elle's husband...)

(I heard Dr. Elle got married, but it was true. What?)

(Goddamn it, to our El Sensei... ugh)

(Sorcerer, B plus. Sorcerer, right? Seriously, you seem honest, okay?

(But aren't you afraid of your face?

The men burn flames of jealousy at Gigi, who took away their admirers, and the women begin to assess whether they can entrust Elle.

Subtle air flowed between each other.

- Will the day come when Gigi will be recognized by him and them?

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"Gugaaaaaaaa!"

Dragon roar.

At the same time, as many flaming bullets are thrown out of your mouth.

Horse-riding rushes away from the flamebullet, but the impact, fine soil and even grass that landed on the ground can't be avoided and his leg stops.

Tiga leaped to horseback riding with that gap.

"Grrr!"

Beat down one of the Cavalry of the Kingdom of Mertier.

The man let go of consciousness lightly with the impact of Tiga's fist and fall.

Now I am finally the fifth.

"Ha-ha-ha..."

Tyga breathes on her shoulders and wipes the sweat flowing from her cheeks.

If she had magic, it would have been easy for her opponent to kick a cavalry magician.

But now that it has no magic, it is in a state where it is finally defeating its enemies with the support of Silvane Szón, who names' El's Friend ', who has rushed abruptly on a dragon (toddler body).

It was only at first that I suspected it, but since it seemed hostile to the Cavalry of the Kingdom of Mertia, Tyga was moving with the intention of using her.

Thanks to the impromptu combination, I have managed to defeat it.

Overwhelmingly bad when you think about efficiency, but the opponent is a cavalry. Besides, the battlefield location is an unobstructed plain.

The dragon on which Silvane rides cannot be flamed in a row because of his toddler body, but it is in a state where he has stopped the foot of a horned horse and has managed to defeat him by ambushing him.

Bald-headed man who wraps up the cavalry...... Sajman Sanie-Aman, head of magic in the Kingdom of Mertia, shows discomfort in the footscratches of Tiga and Silvane.

"... no more wasted footscratches"

The eyebrows are also shaved off strong surfaces, staring at Tyga, who breathes with her shoulders.

"Aren't you ashamed of being a samurai, such as a sorcerer S class, and a beast king martial arts god? It's uglier than rotten goblin corpses. If you're a samurai, welcome to the end of your life as a samurai."

"Waste of scratches? What a waste of scratch. And now you're stuck here. They're defeating my people! It just sounds like a loser!

Sajman leaks his sigh into Tyga's objection.

"Did you really think we were stopping ourselves? We were just waiting. - Apparently, you're just here."

On the urban side of the castle.

Confirm the earthen smoke.

There are many carriages coming this way.

When the carriage reaches the side, a group comes down wearing a robe and holding a cane from the front cargo section.

Plus from other carriages, soldiers with swords in their hands come out as well.

It was the sorcery tools unit that had the wand, the ones who burned the woods where they would have fled the Els.

Soldiers with swords are those who have been escorted by the Magic Tools Squad.

About 300 people gathered as additional personnel.

Sajman nods contentedly.

"Now we're going to be able to discuss the hidden enemies of God in town. It's not a very big town, but when you can hide, you really need manpower."

The operation they originally set up burns down the troublesome woods first when they flee in.

Even if you lurk into town, shrink the siege net with man-made sea tactics to catch up.

Escaping from town, he planned to catch up with the cavalry without difficulty.

From the beginning, Sajman and the others didn't intend to let any of the Els escape.

"Well, we've also successfully assembled. Quicker than this, let's go hunting for rabbits. Before we do that, we have to get rid of the interrupters."

"Don't get on with it! I won't let my friends Elle or the kids touch a finger!

Silvane targets Sajman, the commander, with the aim of disrupting the assembled troops.

Descend the toddler body to kill him.

Let the momentum spit flame bullets - but the men in robes with canes gather around him to build walls.

When they turned their wands together, the flames broke from the tip.

The wand they possess is a magic tool that produces flames.

Flamebullets and wand flames clash and explode.

Silvane, who was descending, hastily retreated to the sky.

That's the lucky thing to do.

Other than protecting Sajman, the wand men spat flames at Silvane & Dragon all at once.

I managed to avoid it thanks to my immediate escape.

But now we can't even make an attack with flamebullets like we did earlier.

The dragon is still too slow to run in a row because of the toddler body.

Shooting from afar is easily avoided, and since there are magic tools now, they can also be offset as earlier.

"...... duh"

Tiga bites her teeth into a series of interactions.

I can no longer rely on Silvane & Dragon for the advent of the Magic Tools Unit.

The difference in numbers is overwhelming, though how many beast races have better physical abilities than race now that there is no magic on single horseback.

Defeat is certain.

Speaking of means to stay......

(Stick here for even a second and I'll scratch you no matter how small!

There is no option of 'running away'.

All she has is Elle, Gigi, the kids - the desire to protect the people she cares about.

Even if you try to lose your own life.

A magic soldier stares at the dragon above him, and an infantry pulls out his sword and confronts Tyga.

A move that shows at a glance the degree of training stacked that cannot be done overnight.

The movement, however, shakes slightly. Doubtful but immediately showed the reason, recognised by hearing.

"Tiga, are you all right!?

The voice of a man who is genuinely worried from behind her sounds.

Looking back, Gigi, other adventurer-inspired men and women, peasants with pigeons and sickles in their hands, fishermen with pigeons and men with non-uniform weapons and protective equipment like other craftsmen and guards show up.

The number is about a hundred.

There are also town men, but there are more people who don't recognize them.

Gigi ran up to me when I couldn't keep up with the situation and was confused.

"Tiga, are you all right!? Are you hurt?

"Ugh, yeah, I'm fine. He's hurt a little, but he can still fight."

Though he understood that Tiga was out of place, even though he was on the verge of storming ready to die until a moment before, just hearing Gigi's voice made his chest squeal so painfully, he was happy to be worried about himself.

I endured desperately not to appear on my face.

Gigi, on the other hand, further flatters his strong face.

"Tiga has a lot to say, but now it's an emergency. When this is over, I need to talk to Mr. Elle, so be prepared."

"Huh!? Oh, Elle, how was your sister?

"You've been angry. You've decided. Me too."

In Gigi's cold attitude and dialogue content, Tiga turns away from her previous happy mood and blues her complexion.

Gigi's sermon is scary too, but Elle's is even higher.

"Normally, people who are loved ones are scared when they get angry," but in Elle's case, it is hard to blame oneself because he also grieves.

I don't know if I can survive what I deserve when I storm my enemies in a way that deceives them, but I think about the rest and Tyga holds my head.

Leaving her like that, Sajman frowned at the unexpected increase in personnel.

"... what are you guys?

"It's the Beast Race, Mage B Plus, Gigi. They are those driven and gathered together by righteousness. Who are you people? Why are we targeting the orphanage... the weak? You're still knights!

"... I am the Master of Magic of the Kingdom of Mertia, Race, Mage A minus, Sajman Sanie-Aman. You think it's profanity? I don't understand."

Against Gigi's fury, Sajman gently recieves from the horse.

Instead, create a look that I seriously don't understand why they are driven by righteousness and are in this place.

Gigi gets nauseated by his attitude like that.

"Are you serious? How ugly we are trying to be right now. They're trying to attack the powerless women and children!

"Surely the opponent is a woman and child who has no power. But aren't they our enemies?"

"And you say he's a god enemy?

Sajman tells pale.

"Our next king with the nucleus of God wanted it. Death to you. Heavenly God wants it. It is you who are hostile who are evil."

The soldiers silently agree with his words.

They think Lance will become God and rule this other world around the kingdom of Mertia.

The Sajmans do not know Lance's true intentions and are acting thoughtfully on the one hand: 'We are the righteous' and 'Divine soldiers serving the gods of heaven'.

Their 'fanaticism' transcends the morale of the Gigis.

Equipment, personnel and proficiency are overwhelmingly higher there. The only thing that was winning was morale - feelings.

Even that goes beyond them.

Gigi isn't the only one.

All those gathered for Elle were frightened by their fanaticism.

Sajman tells strictly, as if he were a saint.

"It's a fate God has ordained. Accept it."

"God? Is it God's decree and destiny to attack weak women and young children? If so, the god is not a gentleman at all."

Suddenly, the voice of a third party sounds.

To those who heard voices. When everyone turned their gaze, for some reason two armies appeared on an unnaturally exuberant hill.

One is a Centaur tribe whose lower body is a horse and whose upper body is a person. He was drifting the style of a mighty man with a weapon in his hand on the armor used in his forged body.

The other, on the other hand, is riding a horse but his upper body is naked and not wearing one dimension.

But they didn't look weak at all, as they all spared no muscles that were built out to work out.

Rather, it is different and powerful from the Centaur tribe.

Earlier dialogue was told by a young man at the head of a naked muscle group in his upper body.

He talks about standing up.

"The master said, 'There is a gentleman's spirit in healthy muscles'. Apparently you are not gentlemen enough... then we will teach you straight away to move on!

The young man at the head of the muscle group - vice president of the Zagsonian Empire Sorcery Knights, race, sorcerer A minus class, William McNael - declares as he unwraps the arms he was putting together and emphasizes his hot and painful smile and chest muscle.

"Come on, everyone! Gentlemen's time!