My Muscle System in the Mage World

"Hmm, that previous guy was interesting…" the woman mused to herself as she frowned upon seeing William.

The man wearing the capybara mask was somehow imperceptible to her senses, at least when she didn't meet him face to face.

Even the device couldn't capture Aur's which shocked her even greater.

However, she soon shrugged and shifted her focus to the gold-haired boy instead.

"I wonder why the leader is supporting this bastard so much," she sneered. "There is no way that petty old fox did so much just to nurture the younger generation."

The woman was well aware of the village leader's habits. He was a narrow-minded, self-serving person who only thought about his own benefits.

Thinking of this, the woman felt a momentary twinge of pity for the boy. However, that feeling quickly faded as she ignored him, closing her eyes and returning to her meditation.

William, the poor guy who had no idea what was happening, continued to smile at the flattery and gathered all the things he needed.

...

Aur swiftly made his way toward the market's exit. However, just before he could reach it, he suddenly saw a group of ten to fifteen people blocking the entire gate.

A small frown appeared on his face as he hurriedly stopped, a question mark forming in his mind. "What's this?" he whispered to himself, then disappeared into the shadows.

"Huh, brother, is my eyes playing tricks on me?"

"What happened?"

"I clearly saw a shadow of a person, but he disappeared the moment I blinked."

"What are you talking about? Are you drunk or something, Lucas?"

"No, I'm not drunk; I swear I saw it. You guys didn't see it?" Lucas looked at his friends, who all shook their heads, which frustrated him.

"No."

"Did I hallucinate, then?" he said with a frown.

"Let's share the loot of these losers and look for other prey, Lucas." The man pointed at the beaten-up kid with tattered clothing.

"Yeah, you're right. But we shouldn't go too far, or the academy will really punish us, even though I am an elder's son. So we can only take another low-grade talent at most," Lucas said with a smirk.

"Of course," they laughed as the group of ten or so people began searching for their next victim.

"Oh, wait, let's finish this guy's entire career," Lucas suggested as he ripped the unconscious man's clothes, revealing a bruised body with signs of inhumane torture.

And then, Lucas slapped the man hard across the face.

"Ahhh!"

The poor man screamed violently, his eyes shot open only to see Lucas, which made his pupils dilate, and he fainted again, foam on his mouth.

"Hahahaha, this bastard is quite interesting," Lucas said with a smirk on his face.

"Let's leave him like that, being humiliated right in front of everyone. What do you think, guys?" he asked as he looked around.

"Yes, yes, you are a genius, Lucas. This bastard will probably..."

The group's laughter resounded in the area as they left, searching for new prey while reveling in their mockery.

Aur frowned when he witnessed this cruelty. "A bunch of bastards," he muttered, his eyes filled with disgust as he observed each one of them.

Bullying the weak was a despicable act in both the worlds he had been in, and it was even more repugnant in this world. With this thought, Aur's mood soured as he looked at the bullied and miserable man.

"This will leave me a bad taste in the mouth if I don't do something about it," Aur muttered, contemplating his next move.

"But I can't reveal my identity and invite trouble for myself," he frowned as he considered the consequences of him making a move.

"I have just the right person to take the blame," Aur smirked and chuckled before he vanished from his position.

...

A chill ran down Lucas' spine as an ominous feeling crept over him.

"This is…" his eyes widened as he looked around in confusion.

"What happened, Lucas?"

"Nothing," he shook his head. "What was that feeling?"

Suddenly, they saw a girl passing by in the distance, which made them all have a smirk on their faces while licking their dry lips.

"Let's be careful first," Lucas said as he carefully scrutinized the girl, his pupils turning deep amber, resembling an eagle's eyes. There were little specks of gold in his eyes, almost as if they held a piece of the sun.

"Tier one: Eagle eyes," he muttered, as he could discern every detail of the girl from afar.

Seeing that there was no one else around her except for a badge on her robes that denoted class 1-C, his golden irises lit up.

"She is a low-grade talent and an Average one at that," Lucas's eyes gleamed with glee.

The class selection was determined according to the talent grade rankings.

There were four classes in total for the first years: class 1-A, 1-B, 1-C, and 1-D. Class 1-A was the highest-ranking class, consisting of middle-grade talent or those who were just a step away from it. The other classes were for lower-grade talents, with the lower the class indicating weaker talent.

"Let's enjoy ourselves, but let's hunt from now on, understand?"

"Yes, young master Lucas," the boys said, their eyes glinting with lust as they gazed at the girl in the distance.

However, just as they were preparing to move, the girl began to run away, leaving them stunned.

Lucas gritted his teeth and commanded, "Chase her, don't let her enter the market, or we won't be able to do anything there."

The boys, determined, instantly followed Lucas.

Although the girl ran fast, she was no match for their stamina and body strength, which were significantly greater.

Slowly, the men caught up with her, no matter how hard she tried to escape.

"Damn it, they'll catch up soon if I don't do something," the girl gritted her teeth as she saw the market getting closer. "This is my only chance," she cursed her luck.

However, just as she was about to reach the market, Lucas grabbed her by the hair, pulling her to the ground and grinding her back into the ground as he dragged her.

Ah-

The other boys quickly caught up and silenced her instantly, tightly restraining her arms and legs as they held her aloft.

Her eyes widened in despair as she felt the helplessness of her situation, being dragged away helplessly.

An utter helplessness of despair appeared in her eyes as she muttered, "I wish I were born a male."

However, she had no idea that the condition of the male she was muttering about might be even worse than her own after being bullied by Lucas and his friends.

After they had reached a sufficient distance, all the boys licked their lips. But Lucas frowned upon seeing this as he looked at the girl.

The girl was a beauty with a perfect figure and a large bust size and long legs, just what he desired.

"So, who will get the first taste?" the one covering her mouth said as he licked his dry lips.

"You guys step away," Lucas muttered in a cold voice, his expression remaining impassive.