My Muscle System in the Mage World

"Yes, I am here." Asmodeus\' cold voice rang in his ears again.

"What happened?" a disappointed expression appeared on William\'s face when he heard this.

"Nothing." The cold tone rang in his head again, as no matter how much William wanted to talk to Asmodeus, he didn\'t reply.

"Oh well," Williams muttered, "what happened to that holy magic book anyway?" he thought with a strange expression.

"Master, I am here." another voice rang in his ears, completely different from Asmodeus, in a feminine tone tinged with a little excitement.

"What happened when I was knocked out?" William said with shock as he looked in his mental space, and as he expected, besides the human-like figure, there was another shadow of the book chained up.

"I am sorry, Master. I couldn\'t kill the demon; instead, these golden texts trapped me," the book told with a tinge of defeat.

William couldn\'t help but be touched and console the book, saying, "It\'s fine now."

"Let\'s go back now," he muttered as William exited the cave, and instantly, he was surrounded by men in black.

"William, you will die today."

A strange expression appeared on his face as he cursed, "Assassins," looking at the surroundings and seeing at least twelve men surrounding him.

With gritted teeth, he said, "Let\'s fight if we want to fight. If you want to take my life come take it."

….

In a lavish room radiating luxury with its elegant, perfect light and abundant furnishings, a crowd of people gathered to observe a board coated with gold. On the board were inscribed names of individuals along with the classes to which they were assigned.

The eyes of all boys and girls shined with excitement as they searched for their designated classrooms. Aur sat on a sofa, slowly sipping his tea, observing the crowd with a peculiar expression on his face.

"Brother, you don\'t have to worry. They are just low-talent individuals who are meant to be beneath us. We will be directly informed by personnel."

Aur simply nodded his head, looking around and observing all the young people around him, drinking their tea with a relaxed expression on their faces. Unlike the crowd of girls and boys, the atmosphere here was rather peaceful, with an air of laziness prevailing.

"There really is such a gap between the two sides…" Aur muttered while looking around. However, disappointment crossed his face when he didn\'t spot the golden-haired, blue-eyed boy.

There were only two ways to be protected from the beast tide: either Aur had to make Williams, the so-called lucky man, strong enough and use him as a puppet to eliminate the pack, or the other way was to make himself stronger than what he saw in his future and nip them in the bud.

However, Aur had one confusion about his talent: future seer. While he could see the future, it didn\'t mean that it was exactly accurate.

Was it like a future he couldn\'t avoid, or was his talent working in tandem to predict a possible future outcome if Aur followed his usual route? It seemed to be only a potential variation of the future.

There were many questions about his talent that he hadn\'t truly known the answers to which filled his mind with questions after questions.

"Only time will tell…" Aur sighed, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Master, your class is in 1-A."

Suddenly, he was jolted awake as he heard a small feminine voice.

Aur looked up to see a girl in a maid costume bowing her head.

He simply nodded as he followed along.

"Class 1-A, huh…" he muttered to himself.

"Please follow me, young master."

"Yes." Aur followed her and couldn\'t help but glance at her.

She was Latina!

With a figure on the slimmer side, her hair a mix of brown and black, and her warm caramel skin complementing her modest bust.

As Aur slowly followed her, he looked around, noticing that all the others were also escorted by a butler or maid.

"Master, this is the room."

Aur looked up to see a jade-plated sign with a large "1-A" inscribed on it and nodded.

Suddenly, he looked behind to see the Latina still standing by his side with a respectful expression.

"Why are you still staying here?" Aur said with a frown on his face.

"Master, I am your personal servant from now on, and it is my duty to fulfil your needs," the Latina bowed as she looked at Aur nervously. However, seeing his expressionless face, she sighed internally with some relief.

"Alright." Aur just nodded his head as he entered. Although he didn\'t like these master and servant things, he was living inside this society, and for that, he needed to adapt to these world\'s rules as well if he wanted to live in these places peacefully.

As he entered the classroom, he could see desks placed in a neat and tidy manner for one to sit, but there were no chairs arranged.

The classroom was humongous, with about hundreds of desks arranged in a spacious manner. In the front, there was a jade-like bed and a board as well.

"Why does this look so ancient?" Aur frowned as he casually found a seat in the middle, where one could barely be seen or noticed, and sat down while the maid stood at his left.

Currently, eight people are present in the room. Although he knew most of them, they didn\'t engage in much conversation. Despite being friendly with Aur, they didn\'t form a social circle, so they all stayed silent.

The other eight also remained silent, patiently waiting for the class to begin.

One by one, people started to enter the class and took their seats according to their assigned positions. However, no one chose to sit in the front row or the last row, as if there was an unspoken agreement.

The front row was reserved for geniuses, those who had taken more steps and achieved higher talent, while the last row was considered the punishment seat, designated for those with the poorest performance.

Aur looked around as the classroom filled up within ten minutes.

After some time, a tall and slick man entered as well.

The moment he entered, the surroundings suddenly became heavy. The atmosphere grew dense around him, causing a psychological pressure to build in everyone just from seeing the man.

The slick man looked coldly at everyone before he stepped aside, allowing a red-haired woman to enter. She was wearing a stocking, skirt, shirt, and coat that perfectly complemented her figure.

With a jade-like perfect figure and long legs, she was a perfect ten and a half.

Instantly, all the males couldn\'t help but look at her with a glint in their eyes with some lustful light after all they were all teens.

While the girl humphed with anger. The rivalry between the beauty of women was common in whichever world you go in, either friendly or deadly.

Seeing this, the red-haired woman\'s expression became cold. "I am your teacher for this year."