My Muscle System in the Mage World

That\'s why Aur was confident enough to oppose that old monster Hanma so easily.

"However, even after this long has passed, this guy still has so much energy left? This goes against my calculations," Aur said with a strange tone.

He looked around the scorched area of the cave.

"It should be around here," Aur thought as he searched the place.

Finally, after a long time of searching, he found a small circle hidden beneath one of the walls, almost stuck to it.

If there hadn\'t been a slight crack that gave it away, Aur wouldn\'t have found it.

He walked up to the stone and pulled it.

The circle imprinted in the stone had a strange shape, with two arcs connecting the circle right at the middle.

Aur touched the stone and started to supply mana into it from his mental space. It soon started to shine with a red light.

Rumble!

The ground shook as the walls of the cave to his left parted ways.

"Found it," Aur chuckled as he entered the cave.

After witnessing the scene, Aur was certain that the village never had a superior-grade talent to begin with; it was all a lie made up to cover the truth.

The village deceived them, using the excuse of not having a recording of the scene. However, in reality, they had clearly utilised recording magic to capture it all.

Aur couldn\'t help but sneer at the thought. He had never considered the village to be so pure and righteous. In any case, as long as his family was safe, he wouldn\'t truly care about what happened to the village.

After all, which force in the world would portray themselves in a bad light, regardless of their fault? They would inevitably present themselves as superior.

It was a fundamental principle in establishing power. Aur had firsthand experience with this when he was forming his own gang.

In essence, to create any force, be it a kingdom or any entity related to power, there was a need to foster unity.

To achieve that, one had to unite the hearts of the people. One of the simplest and most effective methods, employed for ages, was straightforward.

Be a hypocrite!

There was no absolute good or evil in this world; morality was subjective and depended on an individual\'s perspective.

This was Aur\'s understanding of the world, shaped by his experiences in his previous life.

"As long as my heart is set with a clear conscience to move forward, I will never feel regret."

Aur\'s crimson gaze intensified as he looked ahead.

However, there was still a mystery surrounding how James managed to acquire a poison that could easily bring down a peak tier three wizard. .

"I wonder if I could get my hands on that poison," Aur mused, wearing a thoughtful expression on his face.

After he entered the place, a profound darkness enveloped him on all sides.

"Oh, right, I need light again." In the previous fight, the light lamp was pretty much destroyed by the fireball that came at him, just sheer intensity of heat evaporating it.

That wasn\'t a normal fireball at all!

The fireball exceeded his power; had he not been cautious and utilised all his strength from the beginning, standing here wouldn\'t be a possibility.

His physique, capable of contending against a tier one wizard, struggled to handle the immense power of the fireball, highlighting its formidable nature.

Casually, he extracted another bug from his pouch and engulfed it in flames, illuminating the entire space.

Capturing the blazing bug in a jar, Aur surveyed his surroundings.

The room was a simple, man-made construct with a door directly ahead and a book on the table. Besides the book, there were some dried materials that caught his attention.

Aur examined the desiccated substance with a furrowed brow. "Whatever it is, it has already dried with time," he sighed.

Approaching the book on the table, he cast his gaze upon it, and in that moment, his crimson eyes glinted with excitement.

"I didn\'t expect to find it here so easily," he remarked, his eyes flashing with excitement as he looked at the title.

"Tier one magic: Rock skin," he said aloud, revealing the title of the book.

This magic was the same one Aur had witnessed Hanma using before.

The very name suggested its purpose, and given its relatively neutral nature, it was a spell that could be harnessed by anyone without conflicting with hardly any spell.

The defensive capabilities it offered made it particularly valuable for Aur, who relied heavily on physical combat.

Even Hanma, an old monster, had employed this spell, elevating it to his rank. The inherent value of such a defensive spell was evident.

As he flipped through the pages of the book, Aur contemplated, "How many tiers blueprints does this book have for the spell?"

The book was relatively slim, devoid of unnecessary details; it contained only the essential steps for mastering the spell.

"It\'s only up to tier three."

Aur thought with a glint in his eyes, "Forget it, it should still be useful."

He sighed while holding his storage bag, taking out a thin, small pouch from inside it.

"Hey, squirrel, it\'s time for you to be useful again," Aur smirked as he rubbed the pouch.

Swish!

In an instant, the squirrel popped out of the bag with an angry expression on his face.

"Why did you even bother me again, human?" the squirrel said with anger, huffing and puffing.

"Well, I finally need your help now. You don\'t want to eat?" Aur said with a sly smile on his face.

"Oh," the squirrel\'s ears perked up when he heard this, almost like a bunny. "If it\'s food, I could complete it."