Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

"Three minutes!"

Having been hidden for only three minutes, the gray dwarf began to mutter impatiently to himself.

Impatience is a major taboo for a hunter, but he has always been like this.

Having never tasted defeat before, all he wanted to do at that moment was to quickly check on his prey.

"Unfortunately, it will take at least ten minutes for that amount of drowsiness powder to evaporate completely."

He muttered to himself, already somewhat unwilling to continue maintaining the pretense.

However, the thought that the two people on the bridge were probably completely unconscious and just waiting for him to capture them made him suppress his impatience.

Only after mentally counting down ten minutes did the gray dwarf remove his concealment and reveal himself.

He then rushed to the bridgehead, his expression instantly changing from serious to joyful: "Hahaha, just as I expected!"

In my field of vision, a boy and a little girl with grayish-white skin were lying on the wooden bridge.

The boy, in particular, had half of his body hanging over the river above the bridge, yet his expression was incredibly peaceful, as if he were fast asleep.

"You have such a bad sleeping posture! If you fall, I won't be able to save you, and then you'll have caused me to lose a lot of gold coins for nothing!"

Although he spoke angrily, there was no anger on his face. He bent down and reached out to pull the boy up.

During this time, out of caution, he drew the dagger tucked into his waistband with his other hand.

"..."

Sensing that he had been placed in the relatively safe middle of the bridge, Viktor continued to feign unconsciousness.

He had only heard that the grey dwarves were keen on capturing slaves, but now that he was actually being treated as a slave, he felt rather strange.

Isn't the other person being too mild...?

"Bang!"

Before Victor could even process the thought, the gray dwarf kicked him in the thigh.

The blow was powerful and heavy, causing Viktor to clench his fists in his sleeves in pain.

"Yes, it seems he really is dizzy."

The gray dwarfs did not notice anything unusual.

In his view, anyone who could withstand his powerful kick would have already sprung up and injured someone if they were conscious at that moment.

However, since the outcome was good, he no longer needed to retreat.

Thinking this, he reached out and squeezed Viktor's arm and calf tightly, feeling them.

"Although his physique is average, his body is young. With a little training, he will definitely be able to endure hardship in the future."

He spoke in a low voice, his gaze falling on the little girl not far away, and the smile that had just appeared on his face gradually faded.

He was too far away to see the two people clearly before, but he knew that they were both good-looking.

But at this moment, by the light of the fireflies under the bridge, the gray dwarf stared intently at the little girl, his eyes widening involuntarily, and beads of sweat slowly seeped from his forehead.

It turned out that the little girl's skin wasn't grayish-white, but rather a deathly grayish-blue, and even more strangely...

When the gray dwarf slowly approached the little girl and put his hand under her nose, he couldn't detect any breath at all.

Moreover, at that very moment, a faint stench of decay emanated from the corpse before them.

"Huh?!"

The gray dwarf cried out in surprise and fell hard on his backside onto the bridge, the flesh of his large buttocks getting stuck between the wooden planks, causing a slight pain.

But he didn't care at all, his eyes fixed on the corpse in front of him.

He couldn't understand why the human in front of him was still moving around like a living person if he was already dead. Could the thing in front of him be a ghoul?

Or is this a puppet...?

However, the next second, his thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the scene before him.

The corpse in front of them slowly opened its eyes, then stood up stiffly and walked over.

As the corpse moved, the stench in the air seemed to intensify.

"Ah, ahh! What exactly are you?"

In a panic, the gray dwarf braced himself on the plank with both hands, trying to move his small body, but because his large buttocks were stuck, he couldn't move an inch.

As the monster disguised as a young girl drew closer, his expression nearly collapsed, and his back was soaked with cold sweat in a very short time.

"Okay, senior."

At that moment, a soft yet deep voice came from behind him.

The gray dwarf felt as if he were listening to celestial music and couldn't help but turn around to look, only to see the boy he had just kicked now smiling at him.

"Surprised? I've just noticed you're here for a while now."

Victor patted the gray dwarf's shoulder hard, and seeing the dwarf wince in pain, he smiled.

"It's okay, it'll be over soon."

"..."

Upon hearing these familiar words, the gray dwarf's face immediately stiffened, not expecting that this person had overheard his earlier mutterings.

Before he could react, Victor reached out and grabbed at the air, pulling out a rusty longsword out of thin air.

"Whoosh!"

As the sound of wind breaking filled the air, the gray dwarf felt a chill on his neck, and the fear in his heart spread with the cold.

He never imagined that he would be cornered by two strangers in the most familiar place, especially with a teenager holding a sword to his neck.

This rapid shift between hunter and prey filled him with a profound sense of despair.

He understood.

I've really messed up this time!

Finally, fear and despair reached their peak. The will to survive completely overwhelmed all other desires:

"I was too greedy; I shouldn't have attacked you!"

Staring at Viktor's handsome face, he felt as if he were looking directly at a smiling demon, and had completely lost the initiative.

"Oh, right! I have lots of gold coins. I'll give you as many as you need!"

To this, Viktor simply shook his head slightly:

"Kill you, and all those gold coins will be mine, including the slaves you've taken in."

"Kill you."

Laura chimed in at the opportune moment, her tone childish yet stiff, sounding quite eerie.

These words were undoubtedly a death sentence for the gray dwarf at that moment!

His mind was a complete mess, he was utterly incapable of thinking, and his eyes were fixed on Viktor with despair:

"Are you the devil? Why did you take everything from me?"

He spoke weakly and listlessly, his voice devoid of any spirit.

Laura frowned slightly and looked at Victor.

"..."

Victor understood that the time was ripe and immediately removed the rusty sword:

"I'm sorry, but you gray dwarves have no credibility, so I had to resort to this tactic."

As he spoke, he exerted a little force and pulled the other person out of the trap between the two wooden boards.

"Um?"

The gray dwarf sat there blankly for a long time before looking up at Victor in a daze:

"You didn't come for my wealth? Then why didn't you say so earlier?"

Thinking of what Victor had just said, he seemed to regain his confidence, and his expression immediately changed completely.

"Don't worry, if you don't cooperate, I won't hesitate to take everything away from you."