Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

The bench was moved away by Mikander.

"It should be fixed by this afternoon, please don't worry."

The other person spoke very calmly as they left, but the respect in their eyes seemed genuine.

Viktor sat on a random wooden chair, stared at the door for a while, and slowly shook his head.

Without a doubt, Mikander is an oddball.

And she's somewhat different from that Miss Granny in the academy...

This guy knows exactly what he can do and doesn't have that much ambition.

"Very good, he can be in charge of things here from now on."

Once Victor had made up his mind, he walked out the door.

He hasn't been there since killing "The Incarnation of Greed".

Although less than half a day had passed, he was still very curious about where the road behind the other person led.

......

In Lutia's office at Silvermoon Academy.

Lutia sat at her desk, somewhat lost in thought.

"Mentor, I have advanced to level 2. Today we will have a concentration training session."

Across from her, Elena smiled confidently.

After two days of archery training, her reaction speed has improved rapidly, especially in yesterday's training.

She completed the challenging training of "dodge 20 magic arrows in a row".

"Um."

Lutia composed herself, shifting her gaze from the quill pen that had remained untouched on the table to her students.

"The magic arrows made by the academy have varying effects. The fact that you were able to dodge them all without relying on the three layers of shields means you've already surpassed 80% of your peers."

Lutia's words.

Elena's eyes were full of joy, her heart filled with the happiness of being praised by her mentor, and a little bit of anticipation for "that person".

It wasn't that she expected the person to improve significantly after returning; rather, the blonde girl thought that the other person would definitely praise her if they saw how quickly she had progressed.

However, at this moment, Lutia changed the subject:

"Although Miss Elena has passed the reaction training, as my student, you will be participating in this academy competition."

Lutia smiled as she noticed Elena's noticeably somber expression:

"Don't be discouraged. I just wanted to remind you that a level 2 mage is just the beginner level."

"But my advisor..."

Elena lowered her gaze slightly, staring at her small, pale hands resting on her knees: "I don't have any particular ideals, so why do I have to work so hard?"

As she said this, she slowly gripped her knees with both hands, applying slight pressure.

As the second young lady of the Raven Merchant Guild, she was born at a different level and didn't need to compete like others.

She was not sent to Silvermoon Academy of her own volition, but was forced by her brother.

She had thought that after surviving the pre-enrollment tests and the reaction training, she would be fine.

Her next focus training session was supposed to involve some simple meditation. But seeing her instructor's reaction, she felt like she might have guessed wrong.

"..."

Seeing her reluctant expression, Lutia's smile gradually faded, and then her gaze drifted to the notebook on the corner of the table.

A slight smile curved her lips.

"Really? What if this is the reward?"

Lutia picked up her pen and thick notebook, flipping through the pages as she spoke in a playful tone:

"It recorded Victor's deeds last night."

"Wh...what?"

Elena's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked in surprise.

Her initial dejected expression quickly faded, and upon seeing her tutor's smug look, she immediately realized she had been tricked.

However, she had no reason to refuse the reward.

"So, about training?"

"It's just training your concentration."

Upon hearing Lutia's question again, the blonde girl immediately agreed and nodded earnestly, "Please instruct me, mentor."

Then, before she could hesitate, the other party did not respond at all.

She only saw her mentor extend a finger and flick it lightly.

"Ouch."

Elena felt a sharp pain in her forehead and instinctively closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, the scene before her had changed.

The surroundings are a spring scene, with the warm sun shining high, lush green trees providing shade, and colorful petals adorning the grass.

Elena herself was sitting on a sun-warmed bluestone.

She observed all of this, her gaze gradually softening, and she couldn't help but want to get up.

"You have two more chances."

As soon as Elena's skirt left the bluestone, Lutia's voice came from all directions, calm and distant.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding scenery slowly dissipated like a dream bubble.

"..."

Elena's expression froze, and she stretched her arm slightly forward, but in the end, she couldn't even catch the petals that were drifting in front of her.

But when she sat down helplessly, she found that the bluestone beneath her had not disappeared.

Moreover, the blue stone also emitted a slight coolness, making her clearly realize that she had already lost an opportunity.

"What are these rules?"

In the past, Elena would have hesitated, but at this moment, only one sentence flashed through her mind.

Everything has disappeared, so why is the bluestone still there?

Elena sat back down on the bluestone, cross-legged, and a completely different scene immediately appeared before her eyes.

A snowflake drifted down slowly, passed in front of her, landed gently on the ground, and then melted.

At this moment, Elena discovered that the ground around her was covered in white, with withered grass and trees, and nothing else but black and white.

"..."

Just as Elena was pondering what might happen next, she suddenly felt a chill on the top of her head.

Reaching out to touch it, I found a snowflake that had landed on my head sometime during the day, and it had already melted most of the time.

Elena sensed something was wrong and quickly reached out to wipe it.

The realistic touch made her almost unable to believe whether she was in a dream or reality, just like when she was in the "Land of Smiles".

It's supposed to be an illusion, but everything in it is real, and... you can even bring things out of the illusion.

As she pondered briefly, she felt a chill on her shoulder and couldn't help but furrow her brows.

"call......"

Immediately afterwards, a cold wind blew around her, and Elena felt as if she were in the dead of winter.

Especially the next second, she saw that her skirt was soaked by the snowflakes that had just fallen, and frost spread out.

Elena's pupils contracted slightly, and her expression turned panicked.

As her mind went blank, the announcement that came from all directions resounded:

"There's one last chance."

In an instant, Elena felt all the chill in her body vanish.

She immediately realized that everything she had seen before was fake...

But she didn't care anymore; all that was left in her mind was what her mentor had said about "the last chance."

She paused for a moment, then, as if realizing something, her expression suddenly turned serious: "Again!"