Sixth

"Be wary of skirt storm, my boy," Max's grandpa passed him the golden rule, just like he passed his inheritance and truth about their family's origins.
After learning all of this, Max naturally decided to become like his grandpa. He would visit dungeons and other worlds, then get a ticket to the legendary tower!
But first, he needed a good experience, for he had never had any contact with fantasy worlds. Luckily for him, the villains on Earth had a pretty interesting scheme, which Max would benefit from!

Villains' Sisters Yearn for my Copious Mana

Max's eyes flashed with a golden light obscuring his vision. He couldn't see or sense anything, left at the teleportation's mercy.


In a few seconds, he appeared in a much different world.


"Welcome to the Zion, Max Ei, The Twelfth," A mellifluous voice called Max's name, drawing his attention.


And as Max turned around, he saw a woman in tunic clothes, reminding him of the old greek ventures. Her shoulder was exposed, her perfect chest tightly held by her dress. Her long legs were also revealed, for she wore relatively short clothes.


She had mysterious and otherworldly charm, even more than Zamira and Alice. Her skin was milky, her eyes golden, and her long blond hair cascaded down to her ass. Many of her streaks also slipped into her cleavage, running down her chest.


She stood with her hands joined around her stomach, her back straight with a business-like mood swirling around her.
