Western Fantasy+Multiple Female Protagonists+Group Portraits+Slow Tempo+No Routines+Black Technology
When he traveled through time and became the prince of a principality, he thought he was lucky, but he didn't expect that he was faced with the drama of the prince's marriage.
In the land of swords and magic, the strength you possess is the value of life.
It's a pity that Enzo's strength and talent are damn Kuchiki.
Waste.
A good-for-nothing good-for-nothing.
Then this waste will have utilization value.
So he left his hometown and came to a strange land alone.
Enzo comforted himself, what if the marriage partner was a beautiful girl?
…
When the all-devouring evil god tears apart the space and descends.
The earth was stained red with blood, and the sunlight was polluted gray.
The pagans went crazy on the pile of corpses, celebrating the withering of life.
This is the last hurray...
Is that the end?
No! This ethnic group will never lack warriors who forge ahead!
In the last gathering place of mankind, the moon in the night sky is as red as blood.
People took up arms and stood still even though they were trembling, staring at the surging black tide on the horizon.
When the defense line is breached, when life dies, when despair spreads...
It's dawn!
A group of people appeared where the sun rose.
The leading man took a step forward, and countless steel cannons that did not belong to this world appeared behind him!
Everyone looked at them, even though the rising sun was so bright that it was blinding.
Hope is as bright as it should be!
Enzo grinned and turned the ferocious muzzle.
"Feel... The power of civilization."
