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

From an outsider's perspective, it looked like it was over. Against so many guns, even the most skilled person would find problems. The holy land also had enough resources to defend its lands for years.


But as it looked like the end, Max kept smiling. He didn't stop or run away from Smith Lambert, still fighting with him in close combat. With his new experience from the battle against Franc, Max did much better work, learning more tricks through the old man's knife.


For some, it seemed like it was his last struggle.


At last, the mini guns sparkled, spitting out bullets in abundance. Their howls silenced the area, hurting people's eyes. Those weapons were naturally made out of dungeons' metal and mana.


"Heh," Max grinned, fixing his eyes on Lambert.


Lord Savior returned home