Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

After the recent twists and turns, the gray dwarves have completely lost interest in capturing slaves.

Although he was a slave trader who valued his wealth immensely, he now felt that his life was more important.

Therefore, faced with Victor's undisguised threat, the grey dwarf chose the most rational course of action.

"No, no, no, I think you two just misunderstood the greeting gift, which is why you attacked me."

He took out the bottle of black powder from before, held it in his hand, and looked up at Victor:

"This is called Sleeping Dust. It's something I stole from the drow elves. Before meeting you two, I'd never used it before..."

He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly realized he had let something slip, so he quickly shook his head and said seriously:

"I saw that you two were wearing the uniforms of Silvermoon Academy and wanted to test you a bit."

As he spoke, he glanced down at the bottle in his hand, then gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and handed the bottle over, chuckling sheepishly twice.

He actually looks quite like an honest person.

However, are there any dwarves who look honest? The gray dwarves have a similar appearance, only their skin is dark gray.

But who would believe that a gray dwarf is truly kind and compassionate?

"Oh."

Laura chuckled softly, somewhat disdainful of the gray dwarf's cowardly and opportunistic manner.

She hadn't forgotten who had been so terrified by the failed plan that they'd threatened to hand over all their wealth.

If I hadn't given Viktor a timely warning, this guy might have really been robbed of everything.

"..."

Victor didn't take Laura's inner mockery to heart; he simply accepted the bottle of sleeping powder.

He glanced at it casually, then tossed the medicine bottle into his sleeve, actually placing it in his equipment inventory.

"Ouch."

The gray dwarf frowned slightly, staring at Victor's sleeve, feeling a pang of heartache.

"Although this item may not mean much to you, it's worth 50 gold coins if sold unopened."

"Um?"

"Oh, look at me... Master, you can do whatever you want with this."

Seeing Victor looking at him, the gray dwarf broke out in a cold sweat and immediately smiled apologetically.

Seeing this, Viktor nodded slightly, feeling that his previous teasing intimidation had been very effective.

That's how the Grey Dwarves are; the clearer they are about the invaders' ability to plunder their wealth, the more vigilant and rational they become.

"Judging from this, he won't dare to have any more wicked thoughts."

Suddenly, he heard Laura's voice in his mind, but Victor ignored it. Instead, he rubbed his temples and spoke in a deep voice:

"To be honest, my mind isn't completely clear right now. I took a deep breath when I smelled that rose scent."

This tiny gesture would be insignificant under any circumstances, but here, coupled with that sentence, it suddenly becomes somewhat strange.

The scent of roses?

Laura didn't remember smelling this odor just now, but after thinking about it carefully, she figured it was probably the smell of the sedative dust that had been mixed into the air.

Immediately afterward, she realized what was happening and looked up at the gray dwarf.

"..."

The gray dwarf's gaze had changed; his curved eyes were slowly widening.

At this moment, no one was more surprised than the gray dwarf.

He was the person who knew the most about sedative dust here; it was an ordinary-looking dust that could be scattered in any open space when used.

The sedative dust will quickly mix with the magic in the air, releasing a dark gas with effects far superior to sleeping potions and tranquilizer darts.

He had personally experienced... the feeling of being overwhelmed by the scent of roses, followed by collapsing to the ground unconscious.

When I woke up again, it was already the early hours of the next day.

"As expected of... the mage from Silvermoon Academy."

In a flash, the gray dwarf secretly abandoned the idea of ​​using another bottle of sleeping powder, and also completely dismissed the thought of revenge.

"Alright, now you can state your name and lead us into your territory."

Victor simply waved his hand at the gray dwarf's praise: "I believe you will do it, right?"

"Of course, esteemed Master."

As he spoke, the gray dwarf bowed slightly and made a "please" gesture, but because of his height, it looked a bit strange.

However, he himself did not seem to realize this, and had already smiled and clapped his hands.

Immediately, fluorescent lights illuminated the passageway on the other side of the bridge.

Upon seeing the glowing objects, Victor immediately realized something and looked into the water.

The crooked, severed fluorescent grass looked almost identical to the glowing plants on the cave walls.

"These are terrestrial fluorescent grasses. If you want them, Master, I have plenty more. Please don't destroy them with magic."

Upon hearing the gray dwarf's voice coming from the passage, Victor's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled and followed.

Laura, who was following behind, also showed a look of realization.

It turned out that the two of them had been targeted by the gray dwarves because they had damaged the aquatic fluorescent plants that the dwarves were cultivating, which led to the dwarves finding them.

Thinking about it this way, she felt a little guilty and suddenly didn't dare to talk to Viktor anymore.

However, the gray dwarves are the same.

After introducing himself, he began to explain, intentionally or unintentionally, how much effort and money he had spent transforming the passageway into this way.

When the three of them arrived at a place with eight forks in the road, he suddenly stopped and revealed a smug smile.

"..."

Seeing this, Victor smiled obligingly: "Miles, this must be the labyrinth you mentioned, right? I think there's only one path leading to your territory."

"Yes, Master."

Miles smiled too.

No one is not pleased when their masterpiece is praised, especially when that person was someone who once posed a threat to them.

"There is indeed only one entrance to the territory, and there's a hidden secret inside, hehe..."

His words carried a hint of boasting, and he finished with a wicked laugh, which made Laura wary again.

However, Victor was not worried at all.

If Miles doesn't change his ways, he still has the "God's Perspective," at which point he can simply capture the other party and kill him.

Miles seemed to have a poor sense of danger, completely unaware that his actions had almost led to his death.

Please stay close to me.

As he said this, he arrived at the second intersection and stepped forward.

Victor nodded and followed behind with Laura.

As their figures disappeared into the distance, a purple halo suddenly obscured the eight intersections.

A few seconds later, the purple halo disappeared, and eight forks in the road appeared simultaneously, but their positions had changed.

The three figures that should have appeared at the second fork in the road are now on the sixth fork in the road.

At the same time, Miles, who was walking on the road, suddenly turned his head and smiled mysteriously.