Max appeared on a steam train. Loud noises of the engine reached his ear as black smoke rose from the funnel at the frontmost of the train.
It was the type of transport train, as the corpse of a monster resembling a large ox with a rock body was tied at the end of the train. Many people holding weapons larger than their bodies stood around a table, drinking merrily over their successful raid.
Looking at himself, he also found out he had a large sword slung over his shoulder. The reflection from the glass next to him told him that his character used his Lobby's avatar as a base, and he was draped in animal fur and leather clothes. It looked thick and strong.
'This is amazing.'
Max balled his fist, which was covered with leather gloves.
"Damn, I look cool!" He exclaimed with a grin on his face.
— Mercenary Breeze! He looks cool
— Goddamnit, whether he's in a suit, in a jacket, or even armor, he somehow makes them look good
