My Muscle System in the Mage World

"My lord, I can't walk," Zaya grumbled, her legs giving out as she sank to the ground, wearing a helpless expression.

John's brow furrowed slightly as he glanced at Aur, seeking permission.

"Aur, can we rest here for a moment?" John asked.

Aur fixed John with a cold stare before responding curtly, "No," and then strode off without another word.

Gabriel couldn't help but snicker as he watched John's plight.

"What's with that look, you think you can step over my head?" John snapped, glaring at Gabriel with irritation.

"I have two eyes, I can look wherever I want," Gabriel retorted coolly.

"You…" John clenched his fists, itching to confront Gabriel.

"Enough chit-chat. The captain will deal with you two if you keep this up," Darcy interjected, her tone serious as she noticed Aur's disapproving expression.

Gabriel quickly straightened up and offered a respectful apology, "Sorry, captain."

John, meanwhile, gave Gabriel a dismissive glance before lifting Zaya into his arms without further ado.

"Is it alright for me to carry you, Zaya?" John asked softly.

Zaya simply nestled closer into his embrace and replied, "Yes," her smile radiating warmth.

John's heart swelled with affection as he held her close, feeling increasingly certain about his decision to bring her along.

Aur observed John and Zaya with a hint of pity in his expression. "Love makes a person blind," he remarked, shaking his head slightly.

Soon, the group made their way back to the city, and Aur returned to his dormitory.

With just one mission left to complete, Aur would fulfil his quota for the year. As for the contribution resources he was due to receive, Aur wasn't in a rush. Thanks to the resources provided by the second elder, he had more than enough to progress to tier one while secluded in his training.

"Now, the next goal is to reach tier one wizard and push my physical body to its limits," Aur muttered to himself, determination gleaming in his eyes.

…

Meanwhile, William returned to his luxurious dorm, his head hung low in sorrow. He couldn't shake off the guilt that weighed heavily on him—his entire group, including the senior, had perished due to his carelessness.

Despite his grave error, the academy refrained from punishing him, given his status as Noah's disciple, which only intensified his remorse.

As he entered his room, William's blue eyes flickered with a glimmer of hope upon seeing his master, Noah, seated calmly with a warm smile.

"Please, come and sit, my disciple," Noah greeted kindly.

"Yes, master," William replied, immediately taking a seat at the table. However, his attention was drawn to his maid, Angel, who appeared to be behaving strangely, with traces of blood on her lips.

"What happened, Angel?" William asked, his eyes widening with concern.

"It's nothing, really," Angel replied, shaking her head vigorously.

Turning to Noah, William's expression hardened, a fierce determination evident in his gaze. "Master, what have you done?" he demanded.

As if he were ready to face the consequences no matter what and fight Noah to the death!

"Don't worry, I didn't do anything," Noah said in a reassuring tone.

"Then what happened to her!?" William shouted, his heart pounding with agitation.

"Should I really tell you?" Noah replied calmly.

"Yes," William urged, his expression fierce and determined.

"Alright," Noah said, his gaze fixed on William. "This little maid of yours is a spy planted by your family."

"Huh!?" William froze in place, disbelief evident on his face. He mechanically turned towards Angel, seeking confirmation, silently pleading for her denial.

Please don't nod your head!

This was the desperate plea clearly reflected in his blue eyes.

Unfortunately, to William's despair, Angel nodded her head, her eyes closed in resignation, shattering all his hopes and dreams.

"How could this be? I trusted you… trusted you…" William stared blankly at her, unable to accept reality.

Angel had become an integral part of his life, always by his side, whether he was injured or not. But now, that trust had been shattered in mere moments.

Noah suddenly extended his hand, offering William a ring adorned with intricate patterns carved into its surface.

"Master, what is this?" William asked, his voice hoarse with emotion.

"This is an artefact that allows you to control a targeted person, essentially making them your slave. However, it only works on mortals, and as long as there is a mental space, the spell, even if previously applied, will instantly shatter," Noah explained, his smile never leaving his lips.

"I have already used the spell on these girls and carved the enchantment into these rings. As long as you apply mana to these rings, you will have direct control over these girls now."

"Master," William said, his gaze warm with gratitude as he accepted the ring.

"I know you well, my disciple. If I were to kill these girls, you would feel immense sadness. However, by capturing her, you can do whatever you wish with these women and vent your rage," Noah said, patting William's shoulder before casually tossing him a storage bag.

"What is this?" William questioned curiously as he caught the storage bag.

"Take a look," Noah replied with a mysterious smile.

William applied mana to it, instantly revealing the contents of the storage bag to his mind.

"This!?" His blue eyes widened in disbelief as he looked inside the storage bag.

"This should be enough resources for you to directly reach the tier two wizard realm. There are also some high-level spells directly from the treasury, as well as artefacts that could prove useful for a tier two wizard. Additionally, there's enough resources for you to imprint at least twenty spells. From now on, you don't have to undertake any village missions.

I have used my authority to make everything easier for you. You just have to practise and absorb mana and train slowly," Noah explained.

"Eh?" William was stunned, still trying to process the things in his head.

Noah simply smiled and patted William on the shoulder before walking away.

"Sigh, these debt masters. I won't ever forget it if I ever reach a higher realm," William shouted at last, his expression resolute.

Noah's figure vanished before his blue eyes.

After Noah disappeared, William closed his eyes and took deep breaths, his fingers tracing the cold surface of the ring.

"What should I do with you now, Angel?" he suddenly spoke, fixing his gaze on the shrinking woman before him.

Angel merely closed her eyes, a trace of regret flickering through her mind. "I should have attacked him when I had the chance," she thought ruefully.

Although she had numerous opportunities to kill him, her mind always seemed to falter, never gathering enough will or resolve to end William's life. It was as if some strange power was preventing her from carrying out the deed.

This strange sensation persisted, leaving her unable to act decisively.

William stared at her intensely, a flicker of hatred flashing in his eyes.

"Hey, Asmodeus, can I use her for my spell?" William muttered in his heart.

"Oh?" Asmodeus' astonished voice rang in his ears. "One of the strongest blood spells requires a sacrifice of a virgin woman to be refined; however, the spell's strength is extremely potent."

William's eyes glinted with ruthlessness, his mind already corrupted as countless evil thoughts flooded his consciousness.

"Let's do it," William muttered in his heart.

Suddenly, Angel felt a strange chill run down her spine.