I stared at that glowing arrow pointed at my face, my mind racing after hearing how I was caught red-handed, and yet those green eyes glaring towards me with that arrow in her hand made me remember my dear wife.

That was... inconvenient.

Inconvenient to see your wife in another woman.

But also interesting.

Her green eyes blazed with fury, cheeks still flushed that deep crimson. The bow didn't waver even slightly in her grip, perfectly steady despite the obvious emotion coursing through her.

I couldn't help it—a chuckle bubbled up from my chest.

The sound made her eyes narrow even further. "Why are you laughing?" she demanded, her voice sharp enough to cut.

The chuckle had brought me out of my thoughts, and honestly? This situation reminded me of Yue.

My archer wife, with her icy demeanor and those moments when she'd look at me with that same mixture of outrage and barely disguised affection, making me feel her absence.

I kind of missed her, actually.

But finding someone similar here, in this reversed realm?

Yeah, maybe Proxy will keep me busy enough for now.

"System," I called out mentally.

The familiar interface materialized in front of my vision, invisible to her but crystal clear to me.

[STATUS WINDOW DETECTED]

Name: Sylvea Moonshadow

Species: High Elf - Silverwood Variant

Bloodline Purity: 62% (Noble Lineage)

Age: 847 Years

Cultivation Path: Body Cultivation Specialist

Current Realm: Silver Body Realm (Late Stage)

Body Cultivation Level: Silver Marrow Tempering (78% Mastery)

Qi Cultivation Level: None (Pure Body Cultivator)

Physical Stats:

- Strength: 980 (Foundation Establishment Equivalent)

- Speed: 1,850 (Archer-specialized reflexes)

- Durability: 720 (Can withstand Core Formation-level attacks)

- Regeneration: Intermediate-Tier (Minor wounds heal in 15 minutes)

Special Abilities:

- Phantom Arrow Projection (Materializes arrows from tree bark touch)

- Intent Radar (Detects any kind of intentions projected towards her)

- Eagle's Focus (Perfect accuracy up to 1 kilometer)

- Soundless Step (Movement produces zero noise)

Threat Level: NONE

My eyes scanned the information, particularly focusing on those special abilities.

So Sabrina wasn't an isolated case—women in this world could genuinely possess awakened abilities beyond just their cultivation.

"System," I thought again, "do women in this world have some kind of awakened abilities?"

[Indeed]

The system's response came instantly, confirming what I'd suspected.

That explained it. Even though her stats put her roughly at Core Formation equivalent in terms of raw power—basically nothing compared to what I could handle—she possessed abilities that made her dangerous in different ways.

Intent Radar especially. She could literally sense what I was thinking about doing to her.

That was... kind of hot.

I blinked slowly, then lifted both hands in a universal gesture of surrender, keeping my movements smooth and non-threatening.

She was weak, easy to deal with, but again, there is a rule that I always follow.

If willing submission could just be earned by sex and aphrodisiacs then every prostitute would have a lover.

"My lady," I said, injecting genuine confusion into my voice. "It seems there's been a misunderstanding here."

And a woman, especially such beautiful ladies, must be treated with love, not lust.

"What kind of misunderstanding?" she barked back, the arrow still rock-steady. "I can clearly see through you! You were lusting after my body, watching my—" Her face flushed deeper, eyes squeezing shut for a brief second before snapping back open. "Watching my butt! How can a man like you even exist?"

Same thing again. The shock at a man having any kind of sexual agency, any desire of his own towards a woman in a world where matriarchy seemed to rule.

Though I found it more an issue with this woman than the general view considering even in the normal world women too have libido, though they hide it well. So it was not that men were impotent but more so the society had generalized the view of men not expressing their lust openly as women here.

Whatever.

Time to just deal with this.

"Actually," I said, making my voice as genuine as possible, "I have a special ability."

Of course not.

But there is a way.

Her gaze narrowed, suspicion radiating from every line of her body. "What?"

I took a breath, committing to the lie I was about to weave. Had to make it believable. Had to make it fit with what she already knew about this world.

"My special ability is... the more I lust over a woman, the more my natural affinity and vitality power increases." The words came out smooth, confident. A complete fluke of an explanation, but it had just enough truth mixed with the lie to work.

Her eyes widened, genuine shock replacing some of that anger. "What? What kind of strange ability is this and how can even you lust for any random woman you just met!?"

Ok, that was logical reasoning.

I, as a man, if lust for a woman I met just a few moments ago, then there is something wrong with me but again, I was built this way.

Is it my fault that I get an erection seeing a ravishing beauty mixed with the fantasy kinks I have in this world?

I shook my head, dropping my gaze to the ground like some helpless, ashamed man. Let my shoulders slump a little, made myself look smaller.

"Forgive my rudeness," I said quietly. "It's just... my wife trained me into becoming like this."

And honestly? That wasn't entirely a lie either.

Mei and the others had definitely encouraged my more... aggressive tendencies. Rewarded them, even more intensely.

I could have just been a trashy perverted man lusting for women but they made me a perverted husband who fills wombs but also takes responsibility for his children.

Not MY FAULT AT ALL!

I looked back up at Sylvea, letting my eyes go wide and soft—full puppy dog mode.

She blinked, her grip on the bow loosening slightly. "I see..." Her voice had lost that sharp edge, replaced with something that sounded almost like... pity? "So your wife... haah."

She shook her head, and I could practically see the thoughts forming in her mind.

In a world where women held all the power, where men were used and discarded, she was probably imagining my wife as some domineering cultivator who'd found a man with a useful ability and was exploiting him for power.

The bow lowered, inch by inch, until the arrow was pointing at the ground instead of my face.

"That damn woman," Sylvea muttered under her breath, her jaw clenching. "Using someone kind like you..."

Hm, this woman got some issue with his naivety or is this because she was too weak that I even considered her as a threat to show any hostile intent at all.

'More like any intent except lust...'

I had to fight to keep the smirk off my face. Instead, I let myself roll my eyes internally while maintaining that helpless expression externally.

'Hope those three take their time?'

Before I could say anything else, she stepped forward, her hand shooting out to grab mine. Her grip was strong, her palm warm against my skin.

"Follow me," she commanded, already pulling me forward.

I let her lead me, my eyes immediately dropping back to her ass as she walked.

The sway of those hips, the way the fabric clung to her curves...

How easy it was to get into someone's good graces when they didn't see you as a threat,

when they saw you as a victim instead of a predator.

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