"Miss Yuseni, couldn't you let me finish filling out those forms first?"

Mu Yi held up the half-torn document in his hand, giving the ponytailed girl before him a wry smile.

Hadn't she told him to fill out the paperwork over there? Why had this girl dashed over like a madwoman and dragged him here?

Now all his work was wasted. He was dead tired and had planned to crash somewhere after finishing the forms.

"You really have no sense of danger at all! Didn't you notice how terrifying that lady behind you was just now?!"

"Even if you're strong, avoid any conflict with her. My gut screams she's dangerous!"

Yuseni swallowed hard, her face pale as she stared at the woman handling paperwork at the front desk.

That woman was like a venomous snake, ready to sink icy fangs into anyone's neck.

This was the first time Yuseni had ever felt such dread. She hadn't even dared to meet the woman's eyes.

A single glance had made her knees wobble and her body tremble. That woman was definitely Platinum Rank... maybe even a Heroic Realm powerhouse.

"Oh?"

Mu Yi followed Yuseni's gaze to the black-haired woman ahead. She had a breathtaking figure—voluptuous chest, long legs, and a shapely rear.

She was the cold, aloof type. Her frosty aura and haughty demeanor kept everyone at bay.

Especially that look in her eyes, as if humans were mere insects beneath her feet.

Look at it—the deep ruby irises radiating pure disgust. That ant-like gaze toward humanity really hit his sweet spot.

"Hiss~~ Yeah, seriously dangerous~~~"

Mu Yi's eyes locked onto the twin peaks straining against her shirt buttons.

The soft, pale mounds trembling beneath the fabric held his gaze. No straight man disliked big, pillowy breasts—if they did, they were either eunuchs or gay! (Lolicon excluded.)

He finally tore his eyes away, only to get stuck on her sheer black stockings hugging those long legs.

Perfectly straight thighs and calves peeked through the dark fabric, sculpting an irresistible curve. Her golden-ratio body was unforgettable.

Mu Yi had met plenty of beauties in-game before, but none matched her. Even pageant winners might rival her looks, but their aura fell short by miles.

"Yep."

Mu Yi nodded, stroking his chin in satisfaction.

Only that demoness from the hot springs came close. Though masked, he knew her face must be just as stunning.

"Master, that's enough—you're practically drooling."

A sharp kick to his shin snapped Mu Yi out of his daze.

Aiva puffed her cheeks, hopping in front of him with a pout. She spread her arms wide, blocking his view like a jealous kitten.

"I'm just appreciating true beauty," Mu Yi said, pulling his gaze from those black-stockinged legs. He ruffled Aiva's hair with a soft smile.

"You're adorable too, Aiva. I created you myself—your beauty is undeniable."

"But your charm and hers are different types. Don't compare yourselves."

He pinched her soft cheeks, twisting them into silly shapes.

Aiva was just as pretty, but their styles clashed—cute versus sexy. Hard to rank them.

"But Master... you've never looked at me like that..."

Aiva ducked her head, blushing as his hand warmed her scalp. She mumbled quietly, wishing for that fiery attention.

Was it because her current form was too childish? She glanced down at her barely-there chest, lost in thought.

Maybe Master preferred busty, fiery older sisters over cute, soft neighborhood girls...

"Mu Yi, here—you need to clearly state your profession and abilities. The guild will use this to create your adventurer profile."

"The more details you provide, the easier it is for others to team up with you. Knowing teammates' roles is crucial for survival out there."

Yuseni pointed at the blank sections on the form, guiding him patiently.

Still, since he'd casually shattered a second-tier spell, he must be a frontline warrior like a heavy armored fighter.

Those were popular—only heavy fighters could brawl head-on with giant monsters.

"Profession and abilities..."

Mu Yi tapped a pen on the desk, the clicks echoing softly. Truth was, his skills were a messy mix.

He'd keep it vague. Laying low and staying out of trouble was the plan for now.

After a moment's thought, he grinned and scribbled the form before handing it to Yuseni.

"Eh?! You're an Archer?!"

Yuseni stared blankly at the "Archer" written under profession. Was he joking? How?

Archers relied on speed and ranged attacks. They were agile but physically weak.

How could a mere Archer swat away a second-tier spell like a mosquito?

"Yeah. Just an ordinary, unremarkable Archer."

Mu Yi clapped his hands with a friendly smile. From today on, he'd be a lowly Iron Rank adventurer...