I Reached the Sixth Tier

The giant, split apart by Max’s slash, could no longer maintain its form and collapsed on the spot.

The incident ended with the material that had formed it piling up in a heap on the ground.

“Kugh!”

The evangelist had been holding his unique magic with all his might. When Max severed it in a single blow, the recoil made him collapse, vomiting blood. Blood also streamed from his nose as he slammed his head into the rainwater.

Usagi approached and checked the evangelist’s condition.

“He’s unconscious. He’s not dead.”

“The recoil must have been tremendous, but he’s tough. He must be a fifth-tier mage, then.”

The assignment’s possible directions had multiplied.

Should they search the area for the missing people, or interrogate the evangelist once he regained consciousness?

There were many other possibilities, but at this point, it was no longer for Max and Usagi to decide. Mercenaries had to proceed in the direction their client wanted rather than relying on their own judgment...