My Muscle System in the Mage World

Chapter 72: Revenge

Aur finished his tea, slung his bag over his shoulder, and seamlessly blended into the crowd.

From the window, Ava observed it all, tears streaming down her face. Suddenly, a comforting hand rested on her shoulder.

"Don't cry, Ava. Your brother will come back soon," Evelyn consoled her, but Ava remained unresponsive, her gaze fixed on Aur's retreating figure.

"It's good that this girl is attached to her brother. When we leave, Aur can support her properly," Evelyn thought with a sigh.

She was resigned to her impending death, with Adam already in the same boat. Even if she managed to live a bit longer, Evelyn knew her time was limited.

Both of them were certain of their fate because the village guarded the lifespan spells dearly; obtaining one was a stroke of luck. Evelyn was well aware of the improbability of Aur securing a lifespan spell.

Even if he became an elder, he might receive one, but it would only marginally extend his lifespan by a mere five years or so. Despite the bleak reality, she didn't want to shatter his dreams. These aspirations would drive him to better himself.

Her eyes glinted with determination. "I need to make preparations to ensure their lives are smoother in the future." Evelyn harboured a certain trust in Aur, she believed he could handle things once they were gone. However, Evelyn still wanted to do more

…

Aur looked at the bracelet in his hand with a frown. "This much isn't nearly enough for me to push myself."

With these thoughts in mind, he sighed while rubbing his forehead. Although he initially intended to use these hundred-kilogram heavy bracelets to accelerate his training, they didn't seem to affect him much, even with the added weights.

It was almost as if he wasn't carrying any weight at all, even when training to the point of exhaustion.

Having already surpassed the mortal limits that common people in this world couldn't reach, Aur possessed a terrifying amount of strength that he had never fully unleashed.

Even in his fight with William, he barely used one-tenth of his raw physical power, which was very close to the peak a normal person could achieve with their ordinary body.

"I wonder how this system allowed me to surpass my limits so easily…" Aur thought, an amused glint in his eyes.

"What kind of mysterious entity are you?"

However, this isn't the time for him to research his system as he quickly made his way through the crowd.

He was wearing his classical black robes and had a backpack at his back with a badge on his chest, making everyone who saw it bow in respect. In his hand, there was the hundred-kilogram bracelet as well, though it wasn't very useful to him.

"I will get one of those expensive weights now…" Aur thought with a frown.

Aur soon reached the academy and faced a brief inspection, which he swiftly passed by showing his academy badge and confirming its authenticity.

Rumble!

The huge door opened for him as Aur entered the place, but he was blocked from his vision by a tall man.

"Student No. 67, you still had five days outside. Are you sure you wanna come back? Once you are inside, your vacation will be over, and you won't get another vacation until a year later," a man wearing a soldier uniform with black goggles on his eyes spoke in a cold tone.

"Yes," Aur replied expressionlessly.

"Good," the man nodded his head as he stopped blocking Aur's way.

With that out of the way, Aur officially entered the academy again.

The guard looked at Aur as he left, amusement glinting in his eyes, hidden by the goggles.

"This kid is definitely interesting," the guard laughed with a mysterious smile on his face as he suddenly vanished from his position.

The guard travelled all the way, reaching a quiet secluded residence. As he entered, the place was covered with spiderwebs, devoid of any living beings.

If you couldn't see a shining light in the centre where the largest palace was, one might have thought that the entire place was abandoned already.

He traveled towards the light as if he were hypnotized and quickly reached the main palace, the only place not covered by cobwebs.

As the man entered the palace, he walked toward the lit room and took a long pause with hesitation.

Gulp!

He gulped his own saliva as he finally gathered his courage enough to open the door.

However, just as he was about to open the door, he heard a cold voice that made him pause while trembling.

"Have you come, Aaron?" an aged, hoarse voice rang in the surroundings.

Aaron hurriedly fell to the ground and bowed. "Yes, master."

"So, what did you find out about all those people?" the aged voice sounded from inside the room again.

"Sir, except for Williams and a few others, they all have ordinary backgrounds; however—" Aaron said tentatively.

"However, what?"

"Except for five individuals, killing others silently would be impossible," Aaron spoke again while trembling.

"So, you mean you can only kill four individuals?"

"No, no, sir, but yes, it would be really difficult for us to kill them," Aaron said with a sigh.

Silence!

"Give me their document."

"Here, sir." Aaron hurriedly took out a file and extended it forward while still bowing.

The file disappeared from his hands.

"Hmm, your mission is now completed. Well done," the aged voice sounded again, tinged with satisfaction.

"Thank you, sir." Aaron hurriedly kowtowed. However, suddenly he felt an ominous feeling.

"Now that your mission is completed, goodbye."

"Huh." his hair stood up on no ends as if he was electrocuted.

Splash!

Aaron exploded into a pulp, his blood and internal organs splattered sticking to the wall in a gruesome scene, as if he had exploded from the inside without even as much as a scream.

Inside the brightly lit room, there was an old man sitting cross-legged on a jade bed with closed eyes.

"To avenge my grandson, I will kill them all. It doesn't matter if they are innocent or not; I will kill them all."

The old man opened his eyes and laughed like a maniac with a sneer on his face.

"I would rather kill all the people than let the murderer slip by. However, the leader won't let me…" The eighth elder gritted his teeth in anger, thinking of this. A file floated in front of him with a detailed list of individuals.

It was the same file that Aaron gave now nothing more than blood and organs, which were still smeared outside the door.

"He was my last loyal subordinate, however, for what I am about to do, his help isn't needed," the eighth elder said with an apathetic tone, his eyes coldly staring at the list of names.

"I need an opportunity to kill them all. For that, I need to hide it away from the village leader's eyes. What should I do?"

His face morphed into a contemplative expression.

"But first, let's kill the ones I can silently," the old man muttered, his eyes glinting with murderous intention.

The jade bed that the old man was sitting on cracked under the sheer pressure that the eighth elder emitted.