Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

"Senior, be careful."

The potion had just been prepared when Laura burst in and grabbed it, leaving Victor with no choice but to give her a warning.

Laura seemed not to hear her, and picked up the crystal bottle by its long neck, examining it intently.

The silvery glow outside the bottle had long since disappeared, but the nearly transparent light blue liquid inside the bottle was illuminated by the candlelight with a dazzling white glow.

"Was the first production attempt of perfect quality?"

Laura held the potion above her head in disbelief, gazing at the blue liquid within that emitted a white glow, her heart filled with delight:

"Junior, you're really talented! How about trying to make another bottle?"

She smiled and looked at Viktor as if he were a precious treasure, her eyes seemingly shining.

Hearing the question coming through the telepathic link, Viktor nodded slightly and took the potion from the senior student's hand:

That's exactly what I was thinking.

He picked up the cork and plugged the bottle, then tossed it into his sleeve, actually putting it into his inventory. He then glanced at Laura, who wasn't planning on leaving.

"You're not worried that I'll steal your potion-making methods, are you?"

Laura raised an eyebrow slightly, then shook her head: "I'm practically your teacher, you know."

Victor had no intention of dismissing the other person. He had originally wanted the other person to sit aside, but seeing that the other person just wanted to get closer, he could only shake his head.

"As long as my senior is happy."

As he spoke, he began the first step of the refining process, performing a simple cleaning of the materials.

Unlike before, this time he had to clean all the materials he had that could be used to make the Weakness Speed ​​Potion.

As he watched the small brush sweep across the surface of the feather grass again and again, his eyes became incredibly serious.

His visit to Miles this morning wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather the result of learning about the weaknesses and fighting style of "The Incarnation of Greed" from his senior last night.

Immediate preparations were made.

He was a restless person, and he felt that although there were still 14 days left, since he was going out to cultivate, he should cultivate well.

"I can't let a monster blocking my way slow down my progress. So I'm going to get rid of it today."

As Victor was thinking this, he felt that strange inspiration again while wiping the materials, and immediately became immersed in it.

Laura, who had been watching Viktor's slightly clumsy movements, preparing to offer some pointers, suddenly noticed that her junior's movements had become much smoother.

It's as if he learned it without a teacher.

"It looks like I'll soon be able to put all my long-held ideas into practice."

Laura muttered to herself, a glimmer of light seemingly flashing in her lifeless eyes.

......

At the same time, on the other side of the territory.

Miles arrived at his mine and saw a group of dwarf miners working. His face lit up with joy, and he strode forward.

He drew everyone's attention with applause, and before they could even put down their pickaxes, he immediately spoke seriously:

"My slaves, you have more important work to do today than mining, and it has something to do with that mage from yesterday."

He didn't keep them in suspense. His gaze swept over the crowd, and seeing that they weren't too surprised, he continued:

"This isn't just menial work; it might be a bit dangerous this time."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions finally changed, and they all looked at the people around them, seeing the surprise and doubt in their eyes.

These dwarfs, though called slaves, are living lives not much different from the townspeople of Northwind Hill, just as Victor thought.

They did not possess the absolute obedience expected of slaves; upon hearing their lord speak of potential danger, their first thought was to seek advice from their friends.

"If we go out with the mage to fight monsters, can he guarantee our safety?"

"I don't know, but I already have a wife and children. I'd rather leave something like this, which could cost me my life, to someone else."

Miles was not surprised to see this.

When we brought these people back to mine a few years ago, they were like this too, but in the end... they still chose to obey.

"Listen up, everyone."

Miles clapped loudly again, and seeing everyone's attention turn back to him, he said seriously:

"I have treated you all well over the years, and you must have accumulated quite a bit of wealth by now."

As he spoke, several miners nodded subconsciously, agreeing with what Miles said.

Most of them were traveling when they accidentally fell into the mushroom cave and stumbled upon this place, where they were taken in as slaves by Miles.

I thought I would face oppression and endless labor, but to my surprise, after entering, I not only lived in a nice house, but I was also able to earn money through hard work.

Aside from being unable to leave this place like Miles, there's really nothing wrong with it.

Every miner knew that there was really nothing to refute about that.

Miles then saw that the previously somewhat agitated crowd immediately calmed down.

"It seems you all understand, so I won't explain further. I'll just tell you some good news."

Miles had prepared several sets of stories, but seeing everyone's cooperation, he decisively revealed the most direct bait:

"Today, that venerable monk will clear the path for us to the outside world!"

Miles raised his arms and spoke in an extremely excited tone.

Upon seeing this, the crowd was initially taken aback, somewhat confused about the lord's meaning. Looking at his excited expression, they couldn't help but mutter to themselves:

Clearing the roads, isn't that a simple thing?

However, the moment this thought crossed their minds, they both widened their eyes in unison and remembered something they never wanted to think about for the rest of their lives.

That human-faced flower blocking the upstream of the underground river!

It is because of that thing that their lord has not left this cave, where almost no creatures can be found, for so many years.

Moreover, they had tried to challenge that strange human-faced flower before, but the results were truly heartbreaking.

"You mean, Master, you're going to take action against that damned monster?"

"If that's the case, we're willing to go with you, Master!"

The miners' sudden seriousness caught Miles off guard.

He thought these guys would be excited about being able to expand their territory and acquire more resources and wealth in the future.

Who knew that this would be the kind of thing I would hear?

"you......"

But seeing the miners' equally earnest eyes, Miles immediately realized that he had subconsciously mistaken these slaves for himself.

Yes, the only person who values ​​wealth most is themselves. These guys... care more about the territory itself.

"Haha, very good. You will now come with me to pay homage to the Venerable Master."

Miles couldn't help but feel pleased at the thought of how much the slaves valued the territory, and he waved his hand to signal everyone to follow.

"Yes, Lord Miles."

The miners, their expressions serious and their eyes gleaming with intense fighting spirit, slung their pickaxes over their shoulders and headed outside.