My Muscle System in the Mage World

Chapter 91: Unacceptable

"This is..." Jackson's mouth curved upwards, though it seemed forced, with his entire face in wrinkles, the more he looked at the painting.

In the painting, there was a nude painting of a woman sitting at the bed, drawn relatively simply, although he could see the effort and attention that was given to this painting.

However, that was it—the painting was mediocre at best, with no special feeling or anything like the one a simple street painter could make without much effort at all.

"Is this one of the greatest paintings?" Jackson looked at Aur with a questioning gaze.

"Yes, young master?" Aur asked with a smile on his face.

"Did I get scammed?" Jackson thought. The more he looked at the painting, there was nothing special about it.

The strokes were ordinary and didn't give any feeling. He couldn't even feel any mana in the strokes that were drawn, causing him to be disappointed.

Jackson had initially thought that Aur knew the fabled technique of infusing mana into the drawing; however, from the looks of it, this was simply impossible, only causing him to be disappointed.

Although he knew that this was likely not possible, still he tried his luck either way he didn't care.

"Brother Aur, can you help me with one thing?" He folded the sketch and gave it to Liam.

"What is it?" Aur asked straightforwardly.

"Hahaha, I like your straightforwardness with me. Good. Then, can I see other paintings of yours?"

"Okay." Aur nodded with a smile on his face. He casually reached into his pouch and acted like he took out something as a painting appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"Here it is."

"Are you giving this so easily to me?" Leo looked at the sketch in his hand with a little astonishment.

"Yeah." Aur nonchalantly replied.

As Jackson folded the paper and looked at the sketch, he couldn't help but frown. The painting was of a setting sun where two people sat together with a very minimalist drawing, even worse than the previous drawing.

"This guy might not be lying to himself that the woman's picture might be one of the 'greatest' paintings he had drawn..." he thought while shaking his head. However, deep down, he couldn't help but feel scammed instead.

He wouldn't actually care about this much money. For him, this amount was at the middle line where it wasn't too less, and neither was it too much for him to care about so significantly.

"Not even a single iota of it?"

"No." Aur shook his head firmly.

It was not that he truly didn't drink. In fact, he liked to drink quite often in his previous life. However, he was still careful with it. But now?

In this world where there are strong rules and one can be attacked at any time no matter where you are, being vulnerable by even a fraction of a second was a sin to Aur.

He didn't like to become vulnerable and wasn't interested in losing even an iota of his combat strength if he ever was attacked by someone even once.

That was something that was unacceptable for Aur currently, so he had to refrain from consuming such things.

"Sigh, if you don't want to, then don't." Jackson shrugged his shoulders as he enjoyed himself with a smile on his face.

"What about you, Liam?"

"I am not allowed to drink on duty, young master." Liam replied firmly with a firm stance.

Jackson wanted to say something; however, he was abruptly stopped by Liam's words.

"It is the order of the master, Young master."

"Tsk tsk, you guys really don't want to enjoy life except for this lovely woman and me." Jackson said with a smile.

"So why are you here, woman?" Aur suddenly looked at the woman who was also sipping her wine elegantly.

"My name is Eleanor, young master. I wanted to take a breather, young master." She said with an apologetic smile.

However, Aur was unmoved as he pressed on. "Then why didn't you sit at the other seat?"

Eleanor became silent as she just smiled at Aur.

"Hmm?" Aur frowned, but he didn't continue to question things as he silently sipped his water.

"It's because I invited her, brother. You don't have to bully these poor girls so much." Jackson laughed.

Aur rolled his eyes. "In what sense does she look 'poor girl' to you?" However, he refrained from further retort as the lively atmosphere of the bar didn't affect them at all.