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

He took a certain nomination quest and visited a town near the Zagsonian Empire.

It's a big town there, but since there's not enough airship warehouse to stop the airship Noah, Noah has put it in the empire and traveled by carriage.

Enjoy a relaxing journey for the first time in a long time.

When he arrived in town, he decided to stay and then visited the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild).

Rarely large for the size of a town.

When I say it's big, it spreads horizontally, not vertically.

As soon as I dived into the door of the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild), I knew why.

It's spread out on the side because of the combined food and drink spaces.

The Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) I've seen so far was the type of bank or city hall.

This is the first time I have seen a type of food and beverage space co-located like this one.

Although, it is no different from the usual Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) except that food and beverage spaces are co-located.

I was impressed when I tried to pick up a wooden bill to finish the reception.

"Hey, since when did the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) become a playground for kids?

A big man eating and drinking in a food and beverage space speaks out so that he can be heard around him.

Five men also sat at the table where he sat and bickered.

I can quickly see them drinking alcohol from their complexion and drifting smells.

I drank alcohol during the day and received a wooden plaque with a baked number because I didn't care enough to be careful, even though I wondered how to do it and speak out loud within my companions.

As soon as the big man shouts his anger out loud.

"You're not ignoring me, you fucking kid! Who the hell do you think I am? You know what happens when you take a licking attitude!? Ahhh!"

I understood that I was not talking within my peers from his dialogue, but involved in others.

From what I can tell, it seems to be tangled up in children.

I don't overlook that behavior and look around the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) to explore the children he's involved with.

I saw it, including food and beverage space, but I don't see a child like that.

Maybe you've been drinking too much since daylight and you're just drunk?

If so, it's a good nuisance.

"I'm telling Omae! The brunette kid! You're not taking a woman in good shape, Cora!

"... could you possibly be involved with us?

A loud, noisy man takes his seat and walks over to us.

I can't believe he stood in front of me.

But as a matter of reality, apparently, we're all tangled up in this mustache.

I, Snow, Reese and Shea are on this quest.

Everyone's current gear was lightweight because of before work.

I have USP, Snow a revolver, Reese has nothing in particular, and I have Coffer in my hand so Shea can escort me.

If you do see someone who doesn't know a firearm, you don't even look like a new adventurer who visited the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) with his bare hands.

From the man standing in front of you again, I know how to treat us like children.

The man's height was found to be over 2m by his reckoning and his muscles developed even from above the leather armor he was equipped with.

My beard is growing and my hair is stretching to blush.

If this isn't the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild), it looks like it could be mistaken for a bandit's head.

From his point of view, it would have only been possible for me and Snow to look like children.

The man fishes out his own chest with a red face intoxicated by alcohol.

He physically looks down at us from the top and shows off his adventurer tag.

"I'm a Level III puzzle. They're strong enough that no matter how many bunches of kids like Omae and others they get, they're invincible. You know what? I need you to pay for the sin of ignoring me."

He talks to Niyaniya and threatens him in terms of his expertise.

He seems to be doing something similar to a new adventurer over and over again because of the way he's used to it.

Also at the table in the food and beverage space where the puzzles were until earlier, the men look just like Niyaniya.

There are other adventurers in other seats and Adventurer Good Offices Association (Alliance) spaces, but nobody shows a bare mind to help.

It was more of an enjoyable or indifferent audience like an audience in front of the pastime.

Originally, the Adventurers' Good Offices Association (Alliance) employees who are supposed to stop also work in a 'leave me alone' attitude.

Exactly what about that......

I had no idea you would be involved in such a betty event if you came to the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Alliance)......

Normally, these promised events don't happen during the rushing adventurer days?

If you say it in RPG, it's like slime challenging a level 99 brave man.

On the contrary, it is a story of difficulties in dealing with it.

In fact, it's easy to repel.

Level III generally refers to a one-person adventurer who has taken off a rookie.

Nevertheless, they mistake this one for a new adventurer, drunk with alcohol and off guard.

Extremely, we also have the power and the power to acquit him if we kill him here.

In Dada's "Sir Emeritus" of Enol, the high elf kingdom, neither the Adventurer Rank nor the Legion (Legion) Rankings are kansted.

You can shoot in the USP, or you can have Shea beat in a 9mm with a coffer.

But killing just isn't good.

I chose the most hassle-free method.

"Reveal who we are and ask the other side to pull it off."

I try to snag the Adventurer tag hippo out of my neck with my fingers.

- earlier than that he has taken obvious hostilities.

As the man approaches me one step closer, he drops his gaze and stares and threatens at the drunken red face.

"You seem frightened and voiceless. Leave the money with the women in the back. Then you won't have to hurt yourself."

"That's good, brother!

"I'm the biggest elf woman in my chest. Please separate me!

The men at the table where the bearded man was sitting speak out joyfully.

Some adventurers at other tables and Adventurers' Good Offices (guilds) also fly whistles and jerks.

Adventurer Good Offices (Alliance) employees still don't show up trying to help.

It swells behind my back.

Snow, Reese, Shea.

I am angry at the attitude of the bearded man who crossed the line and the adventurer who stood up, the indifferent employee.

That's me, too.

I took the hand of the bearded man in front of me and held my thumb, bending in the reverse joint direction.

A man who was alcoholic and intoxicated cannot cope with a sudden counterattack, causing his finger joints to break his twisting balance dramatically while being extreme.

Pay your legs and you're done.

The bearded man is rolled without the skill of exchanging himself over me and falls from face to floor.

"Gah!? 'Quicker than hearing a short scream, he took his hand off his finger and decided on the man's right arm, pressing his back against his knees.

It hasn't taken me ten seconds to get here.

PEACEMAKER (Peacemaker) also trains in physical surgery, so anyone can do this.

After that, use your free left hand to unplug the USP and slap the bullet in.

You can stab anywhere you want with a knife.

If it's bothersome, you can assist the mustache man with a physical enhancement of his knee holding his back, and break his spine.

I can do whatever I want.

But without any means, he took the adventurer tag out of his neck again and named it.

"I'm PEACEMAKER, Lute Gunsmith. I came here for work today because I got a nomination request. Sorry, I'm not a new adventurer."

This introduction freezes inside the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Alliance).

Everyone was stationary, as if they had physically stopped until the air or time.

Unsurprisingly, the first person to raise his voice was the bearded man being held down.

"Don't be frightened! Though it would be clearly decided!

"If you doubt it, you can have the tag checked."

In an overly prestigious manner, at the insistence of the bearded man, he said slightly: 'Is this guy real?' The gaze of suspicion was turned, but it quickly spreads.

Hidden conversations took place everywhere.

(PEACEMAKER (Peacemaker), Lute Gunsmith said of the brave man who defeated the Demon King...)

(You're also the hero who solved the magic loss case. I've heard of dark hair, dark eyes, multiple daughters-in-law, and elves with big beast ears and breasts.)

(I do have dark hair, dark eyes and my daughters match rumors...)

(Later, my hobby seems to be a pervert who is more passionate about developing any magic tools by remodeling the bathroom)

(No, I heard I love muscles and often have time to build muscles)

Regardless of the washroom, there seems to be mixed stories about the husband system.

I just don't need training to maintain my strength. I don't love muscles anything else.

From their rumors, when I was recently called out to a merchant while on the lookout, I said, 'Master Lute's muscles are tense, beautiful and wonderful!' I can see why you've been praising me.

I'm glad I didn't mane my husband, take off his jacket and decide to pose. If I had done that with a joke, I would have been able to continue to be praised for my muscles in the future.

"You can forge as many tags as you want! It's a trick! Shit!"

Thinking about merchants and muscles these days, a bearded man with his arms extremely pressed against his back and unable to move summons.

When registering as an adventurer, tags are forged and unsolicited content changes are prohibited.

It would be further explained that counterfeiting would not be possible because of special preventive magic and identification.

But he gives up and keeps screaming badly.

"It's cowardly to strike unintentionally! Free me now and fight properly from the front! I'm gonna spill it, and I'm gonna peel off the deceptive skin of a brave man!

The air in the field changes again to this statement.

It is true that the adventurer tag has a special anti-magic technique, which makes forgery impossible because identity checks are performed, but it is not absolute.

Maybe there's some way in this world that you're deluding yourself.

If you ignore the bearded man's provocation and avoid a fight, maybe he is a fake who forged the adventurer tag, not a real brave man......

Above all, I want to actually see with this eye the battle between the brave, the hero and the praiseworthy - the colour of curiosity dwells in the eyes of those who are here.

There is little entertainment in this world.

It is in some ways the best entertainment rarely seen, such as the way rumored braves fight.

I'll just have to be curious.

You thought you had your surroundings on your side. The mustache man holding you in makes you stand up even more.

"Fight me if you're brave! If you're afraid to fight me, you don't have to run. Then from now on, let me call you" Waist Out Brave "!

People around me don't even talk, but with their eyes they say, 'Fight!' He complains.

The only employees of the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild) didn't know how to deal with it and were gratuitous.

If you avoid a fight in this atmosphere, there is a good chance that rumors will spread that 'false braves are out'.

I sigh and release the bearded man.

"Okay. If you want to get in that much pain, I'll let you. I'll put a handful on it, too. Bring as many people as you like. I have enough on my own."

"The kid's in trouble. I'll cry and call and make you beg for your life. Hey, bastards! How long have you been drinking? I'm gonna smash this kid to death, so give me a hand!

The men who were drinking in the food and beverage space get up in a hurry and rendezvous with the bearded man.

Ignoring them, we just moved to a training venue in the Adventurers' Good Offices Association (Guild).

Several adventurers were seriously trained at the Adventurers' Good Offices Association (Guild) training ground.

When we show up, he stops and turns his guarded gaze in a swordswallowing atmosphere.

It said on his face that he didn't want to get into trouble.

On the move, escort maid Shea sneaks the gear out of Reese's 'Infinite Storage' and hands it to me.

"Young lady, this way"

"That's Shea. Thanks."

Besides, I wanted this one properly. It's a set of combat (Combat) shotguns, SAIGA 12K & non-lethal ammunition.

These are the great places in Shea.

When the bearded men arrive at the training ground, they pull out the weapons in their possession.

Aren't you usually going to use a blade crushed sword or something in a training center? Looks like they're serious about killing this one.

Well, it's nothing serious, but it would be a training weapon, but I just hope it doesn't hit.

I don't point it out and wait for it to be ready.

Apparently, the adventurer who was training also understood the situation, moving to the edge to get out of the way.

The bearded man is a great sword and five other men in all.

Three are short swords and the other two have bows in their hands.

It's not even a balanced party.

However, if you do not possess the adventurer tag, it is a downside that you would only look like a bandit entirely.

A bearded man squeezes the sword into his hands and takes it to his shoulders.

"You make me cocky and regret in the afterlife that you sold me a fight!

"Yes, yes, okay, so just call me. Because it's a waste of time."

"Shh! You fucking kid!

Taunting easily raises blood and loses calm.

The bearded man kicks the ground and hits at high speed.

The move is faster than expected.

Immediately realize that the other person is aiding the body with magic.

I assist my legs with physical enhancement as well and take a flying distance to the rear.

A great sword enters the ground where I stood until earlier.

"Heh heh... well avoided. Take my special blow. But I wonder how long we can keep avoiding this attack."

The bearded man regains control of the Great Sword.

The subordinates who refrained behind him also had a good look on their faces.

I can't be a magician, but if I have magic, I can temporarily assist my body with physical enhancement or something, as I mentioned earlier.

In fact, I don't have the talent to be a magician either, but I've been worried about how to use less magic efficiently since childhood.

Meanwhile, the bearded man is already breathing on his shoulders because he purposefully spins his magic all over his body.

One or two more uses would be the limit.

"Bastards! Fit me in! Next time, I'm gonna smash this busty kid to death!

They narrow their distance as they raise their voices and set their aim with arrows so that the men of their men respond to the voice of the bearded man, making sure to show off the short sword in their hands.

There was this guy who occasionally licks the short sword blade, does that make sense?

I don't incite fear at all, I rather lick the blade and get dirty, I only get feelings to the point where the care is troublesome......

It seems foolish to get injured from this, so I will set up a SAIGA 12K to attach Keri.

Almost simultaneously, a bearded man assists his whole body with physical strengthening again, wielding a great sword.

"Fuck you - bugga!?

A non-lethally loaded wooden wooden bullet eats into the face of a bearded man on the counter.

The man stomps, but he hasn't fallen yet.

I slam a couple of rounds and a non-lethal loading into it so that it folds.

"Gubu!

Exactly. Bearded man lets go of consciousness after being knocked into a total of four non-lethal loads.

Surprised by the sound of the shooting and the power of the non-lethal loading, my men limp and tremble instead of attacking me.

After replacing the magazine just in case, point the gun at the men.

"Hii!? Ha, sushi - bubba!?

"Run, Gugga!

"Surrender, Bhaghua!?

Shoot in a non-lethal bomb regardless of who stood trembling or tried to escape, or who abandoned their swords and offered to surrender.

It's abusive from the edge, but I didn't get out of hand to haunt my mind to avoid doing this again, or to admonish the adventurers watching this battle, and I knocked in a non-lethal bomb.

Never, I was angry at being looked down on the whole time.

In the end, the mock won by me in less than ten minutes.

After KO all the bearded men & men, look to the adventurer who was watching the game with the SAIGA 12K in his hand.

You said something about us, "Aren't you a fake brave man? 'Those who suspected, and those who stood up for the actions of the bearded man, turn away from sight at the same time.

Some of them tried to escape, but they didn't intend to.

Because I can't be convinced without saying a word about this, including the Adventurer's Good Offices Association (Guild).