Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

As Mikander spoke, he walked forward with a serious expression, under the questioning gaze of the people behind him.

"That's strange."

The dwarf who had just arrived did not hear Mikander's mutterings. He was somewhat puzzled by the boy's silence, but did not care much.

......

Before long, a group of dwarfs had assembled, and the darkness at the entrance of the cave was immediately dispelled by the torches in their hands.

"The number is correct, Master."

Miles turned his head toward Victor.

"it is good."

Victor nodded, his gaze sweeping over the serious faces of the crowd, before turning and walking into the passageway.

"Come on, everyone."

Upon hearing this, Miles quickly took a step to follow, but stopped after a few steps.

He remembered that the Master had only ever entered his own territory and hadn't left yet.

What if the other person doesn't know the way?

You should know that there is a maze outside your territory.

At this moment, the crowd caught up, and their chaotic footsteps interrupted Miles's thoughts.

He frowned slightly, but still quickly followed Viktor, lagging behind by half a step to observe silently, hoping to guide him before he made a mistake.

However, the rest of the journey went surprisingly smoothly.

Miles watched as Victor led his group down a path he had never taken before, easily navigating the maze without any twists and turns.

That is, there are eight forks in the road, covering the exit of the maze of the [Confusion Formation].

Of course, now it's the entrance.

"To avoid any unforeseen circumstances, please keep a certain distance from me."

Upon arriving, Victor immediately spoke up to remind everyone.

"Master..."

Just as Miles was about to ask the mage if he needed to lead the way, he saw that the other party had already entered the second intersection.

He then felt a slight warmth coming from the palm of his hand.

It was the array rune stone he held in his palm indicating to him that "the passage is correct".

"Did I make the right choice, Miles?"

Just as Miles was stunned, the boy in front of him turned his head and spoke.

Miles quickly smiled and said, "That's right, Master Mage, you've definitely made the right choice."

With that, he quickly followed him inside.

The townspeople behind, carrying torches, slowed down, maintaining a safe distance as Viktor had advised.

"I didn't break the formation; I just explored the patterns here beforehand. It was just a lucky guess."

When Victor saw Miles follow him up to within half a meter again, he glanced at him indifferently and said.

The gray dwarf's thoughts were immediately apparent; his worry that the formation had been broken caused his brows to furrow.

He certainly wouldn't explain that he found the pattern of the maze's forks last night using the "God's Perspective," so he just offered some casual reassurance.

"I have no doubt about your abilities, Master."

Upon hearing Victor's words, Miles immediately tried to explain, "I just..."

"Alright, from now on just call me Victor. It feels a bit awkward to keep calling me 'Mage' all the time."

Victor shook his head and interrupted him.

He was about to meet the "embodiment of greed," and he had no time to listen to the guy's rambling.

"Yes, sir."

Although Miles didn't realize Victor's perfunctory tone, he immediately changed his tune and cautiously scrutinized the boy's profile.

Seeing that the other person still had a smile on their face and did not seem impatient, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Since the master said it all comes down to luck, then it probably really does come down to luck.

"However... if it is actually cracked, it would only prove that this maze needs improvement."

The thought made Miles feel much better, especially since he now knew Victor's name, which made him feel even closer to him.

They were even more delighted.

But soon, he stopped laughing.

Because, when faced with each of the maze's forks in the road, Viktor hardly hesitated and immediately walked onto the correct path.

"Okay, it was cracked after all."

Fortunately, having anticipated this, Miles didn't feel anything was amiss at this moment.

However, when he saw the familiar wooden plank bridge, his eyes twitched a few times.

Viktor didn't notice this detail; more accurately, his attention wasn't on the gray dwarf.

He went straight to the bridge, stopped, and looked upstream against the flow of the underground river.

Just like when I arrived yesterday, nothing has changed. The sound of flowing water is still gurgling, and it looks very peaceful and natural.

But Viktor knew that just a little further ahead lay a place fraught with danger.

Last night he used the "God's Perspective" to survey the surroundings.

If you walk against the flow of the river, you will soon reach the end of one bank, and behind that lies the true entrance to the underground jungle.

"Those who change their minds now, simply hand me the torch and stay here and wait."

Viktor's voice was as calm as his expression.

Now that he's close to the lair of "the embodiment of greed," he needs to confirm once again whether these guys are trustworthy.

Fortunately, the scenario of someone stepping out to exchange torches, which I had imagined, did not occur.

When Victor turned his head and glanced past Miles, he saw the townspeople with serious faces illuminated by the torchlight, or rather, the warriors who were ready to die.

"..."

Although he didn't understand why the townspeople looked like that, Victor still felt a sense of relief.

It seems there won't be any bad players on my team.

"Miles, distribute the potions inside. You can have any extras."

In a flash, Victor took out a bronze ring, the very same storage ring that Miles had used to store things when he gave away the materials for the second time.

Miles didn't hesitate and quickly stretched out his hands. After feeling the ring fall into his palms, he probed into it with his consciousness.

hiss......

Upon seeing this, he gasped, a greedy glint in his eyes.

There weren't many things in the ring, only about thirty bottles of potion, all of which were light blue and contained in crystal bottles.

However, upon closer inspection, one will find that these potions all shimmer with a light that is close to silver.

Although it's not a perfect potion, it's very close!

"Thank you, sir!"

Miles was overjoyed and already had the idea of ​​collecting it, but he still bowed respectfully to Victor and then quickly walked towards the townspeople, distributing it one by one.

As everyone received their own potions, a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Even the lowest grade of potion, if it is close to perfect quality, often produces some special properties.

Potions like the "Weak Speed ​​Potion" have a cooling effect that you can feel even through the crystal bottle, along with a subtle increase in reaction speed.

Although it was only a small amount, it was a very noticeable feeling for these ordinary people.

Of the group, only Mikander had a strange expression.

Because he had obtained another bottle of magic potion.