My Muscle System in the Mage World

Suddenly, he felt someone's hand on his shoulder, which made his initial sour mood turn to rage as he looked behind him while cursing.

"Huh, who the fuck-" the man paused as he looked up to see a giant figure with a mask on.

"What were you going to say?" a deep male voice came from the male figure, which filled the man with a terrifying instinct of death.

It was as if he didn't answer, the man could die right there without a single chance to live.

"Nothing, nothing," the man shook his head while trying to hide his fearful expression.

"I need some information here. If you don't answer truthfully, you are dead," the giant masked figure spoke with a deadpan voice.

"Alright, the master asked away," the man forced himself to smile as he cursed inside, "just like my luck."

The woman who was dressed seductively snickered upon seeing all this.

"What is this place?"

The man rolled his eyes hearing this. "This is the red-light district, what do you think it was?"

"I know that much, but tell me everything about this place, from the minute details of the entire place and its history," the masked burly man spoke with a cold tone.

"This… I don't know," the man put his head down, with his fist tightening.

"He is a regular, so he should know about this," the seductively dressed woman suddenly added, with an amused smile.

However, the burly man became silent, instead focusing his attention on the woman.

"Eh," with stunned eyes, the woman watched as the burly masked man slowly walked up to her, and a chill crept up her spine.

"What do you need, master? I can fulfill your desires to the best of my ability," the woman hurriedly spoke, with a small droplet of sweat trickling down from her.

The masked man didn't reply until he got really close to the woman's face.

"Tell me everything about it," he spoke in an eerily deep male voice again.

"Huh?"

The masked man caught her by the neck, lifting her up from the ground like a child, under the horrified eyes of the woman who didn't know what to do.

"Tell me, I will give you one last chance; if you don't, you'll die." The masked man threw her on the ground again.

Ha! Ha!

The woman took deep breaths as she held her reddened neck with terrified eyes.

"Yes, yes, I will tell you," the woman hurriedly spoke, tears in her eyes.

After she told everything she knew, the burly man left, disappearing into thin air.

Which caused them to heave a sigh of relief.

"That bastard is finally gone," the man said, his pants already wet.

The woman's nose twitched as she looked at the man with disgust.

"What are you looking at, you bitch?" the man spoke with anger.

"I am leaving." The woman stood up from the ground and ran, her eyes still reflecting horror, while holding her own neck.

"You aren't going anywhere…" the man cursed as he chased her.

...

Aur entered the pavilion with clueless steps and was immediately greeted by a number of women, all standing there, showing their bare bodies and clothes that highlighted their curves.

As they walked around, their bouncing figures drew the gazes of the men who were there.

However, it wasn't just women; there were also some men dressed half-naked, highlighting their six-packs with small builds, wearing makeup, and seductively posing for the women who drooled at the sight of them.

Aur looked at this with a shake of his head and went to the registration.

"Hello, young master, which woman do you like?" The woman at the registration's eyes brightened as she bowed with a smile on her face, wearing a kimono.

The moment she bowed, her cleavage was on full display, just enough to cover her nipples.

"Show me room 101," Aur spoke in a cold tone, his eyes shining with killing intent just looking at the woman.

The woman wearing the kimono hurriedly raised her head with a terrified expression.

"This… this is on the second floor, young master."

"Okay," Aur replied as he went to the second floor.

"Wait, can you tell me your name? I need to register it," the woman spoke in a hurried tone.

Aur paused, then turned back with a cold expression.

"My name is Aur."

With that said, he went up, under the stunned eyes of the woman.

However, her eyes widened as if a sudden realization hit her. "Wait, isn't that the room of…"

Aur slowly reached room number 101 and looked at it with a frown on his face.

His footsteps paused as he didn't enter the place.

"Is there anything wrong with this place?" he looked around, his ears twitching as he heard the faint moans from the other rooms.

"How interesting," a sneer formed on Aur's face.

…

"Our plan should have succeeded, right?" Anne walked around the room with a concerned expression on her face, looking at the time.

"Since we were commissioned by the eight elder, the consequences if we don't succeed are terrifying…" she thought, with terrified eyes.

Soon her eyes lit up when she glanced at the time again.

"It's finally time to invite him," she mused to herself. "Don't blame us, Aur; it's your fault for being in the black market when the eight elder's grandson was killed. You are probably an innocent soul as well."

Anne looked through the window and saw a man in royal clothes heading in the direction of the pleasure palace, with a man in silver armor following behind him.

Her eyes lit up as she walked out of the house and followed them.

"Young master, where are we going now?" the silver-armored man said helplessly.

"We are going to the pleasure pavilion, of course," he said with reminiscent eyes.

"Are you going to visit that gir-"

Suddenly, the young master looked at him with a chilling gaze.

"I am sorry, young master," the silver-armored man apologized.

"Good, never call her 'that girl'; her name is Sophia."

"Yes, young master," the silver-armored knight said with a bow as they silently walked through the streets without speaking a single word.

Anne looked at all this with glee in her eyes. "Looks like our plan might really succeed. If Aur offends the young master of the Bennett landlords, we don't have to even lift a finger; we can just kill them with a borrowed knife."

She smiled in glee, already dreaming about the resources they would get from the eighth elder himself.

As the two walked into the pavilion, Anne also silently entered, with a smile on her face.

However, as she was following them, a group of men blocked her way.

"Hey girl, where are you going? You look new around here," one man said with a snicker.