Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

Hearing her sister's strange words, Lyra followed Lilith to the door of the storage room and immediately saw the female corpse lying inside.

Immediately, her calm brows furrowed.

The storage room was filled with an indescribable stench, much like the smell of decay, but mixed with the odor of other materials, creating a complex and pungent smell.

"Step back, Lilith."

Leila instinctively covered her mouth and nose with one hand, while simultaneously reaching out with her other hand to grasp the doorknob, reminding her sister as well.

Then she took a half step back and gently pulled the door open.

"Click".

As the door closed tightly against the frame once more, Leila turned and strode toward the window.

Standing by the window, she lowered her hand, took a deep breath of fresh air, and her brows relaxed again.

After a while, she looked at Lilith, who was standing to the side panting heavily, her face flushed red.

"I don't think anyone would like that stale smell, not even Victor."

Lyra addressed Lilith's earlier question, then warned, "Don't speak ill of Mr. Victor behind his back next time."

Although it was a warning, her tone and expression were habitually cold, making her seem somewhat dazed.

Lilith blinked, then seemed to realize something, and said with a playful smile, "I know."

"..."

Seeing her sister's "I understand you" look, she unusually avoided her gaze and then looked at the door of the storage room.

They came here to check on Viktor's condition and ask him about the location of some materials, but they were surprised to find that he was not resting in his guest room.

"Does my sister want to go out and look for him?"

"Need not."

Hearing Lilith's question, Lyra shook her head: "Let's just ask the townspeople nearby, and once we find the materials, we'll go back."

"oh."

Upon hearing this, the smile on Lilith's face slowly faded, and the light in her eyes dimmed.

My sister just woke up and said she wanted to find some materials, but she took me straight to Viktor's place, saying that Viktor only wanted to find the materials and then go back to hand them over to his mentor.

She didn't believe it, and...

"Is it really impossible to see Mr. Victor one more time?"

She asked softly.

"Um."

Lyra nodded slightly: "The academy competition is just around the corner, we can't delay any longer."

Seeing her slightly disappointed younger sister, her expression remained calm, but a resolute light shone in her eyes:

"Don't forget, you haven't advanced to level 3 yet, and I'm just a level 3 mage myself."

"With that kind of strength, you wouldn't survive to graduate from Silvermoon Academy. You should know why."

Lilith's pupils contracted slightly, and her breath caught in her throat for a moment.

Her sister's usually calm words pierced her heart like a sharp sword.

Yes, the place I'm in now is the third most powerful academy on the entire continent, the Selene Academy.

She lowered her brows slightly, feeling as if a mountain was pressing down on her heart, and on that mountain were countless blurry faces, all of whom were dressed in pure white robes.

These are all students who could be eliminated at any time during the academy competition.

"And, my sister, there's something I think I understand now."

However, just as Lilith was about to nod in agreement, she heard her sister continue:

Before leaving the academy, I heard that some of my fellow students had destroyed the academy's illusion, but I thought it was just a rumor.

"Now it seems that it must be true, because I think that student must be... Viktor."

After speaking, Leila gave her a deep look, then revealed a smile she hadn't seen in a long time:

"If possible, I hope you can catch up with him."

Lilith was stunned by the incredulous smile on her sister's face.

This was the first time in years that she had heard the other person say so much to her, especially when Viktor was mentioned, she actually had this kind of expression.

This made her wonder if she was hallucinating.

Before she could even process what was happening, Lyra had already resumed her cold expression and pushed open the door to leave. She could only follow silently, her heart no longer at peace.

......

Shortly after Lyra and Lilith left, Victor returned to his room.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he smelled the lingering fragrance in the room and couldn't help but frown slightly.

Since getting the senior girl, he has become completely immune to stench, and he even discovered in previous battles that what others find smelly actually smells good to him.

For a moment, he subconsciously felt that the fragrance was some kind of foul smell, and couldn't help but take a half step back.

"No...this smell..."

But after he examined it closely, he found that the fragrance seemed familiar, like that of a little black-haired girl.

But there seemed to be other smells mixed in, so Leila must have been here with her.

The reason he could so accurately identify the owner of the aura was simply because Victor's mind was constantly under the influence of the "quill pen" and the [magic storage ring], making it exceptionally clear.

He can recall any detail whenever he wants, given enough time.

"They probably just wanted to come and see me, and maybe they wanted some materials too."

Viktor quickly guessed the two men's intentions and felt that this was probably the case.

Since I can get here via Lutia's scroll, other students can also come here to find materials through other means.

It seems that staying here isn't as safe as being at the academy.

"This time it was probably Lutia's oversight. I should have asked her to leave me a magical artifact that could transmit messages."

Viktor muttered to himself as he walked towards the storage room.

At the same time, he secretly decided that he would stay at home for the next ten days or so to study potion knowledge and not go out unless necessary.

"Click".

As soon as he pushed open the door, Victor saw the senior student lying face down on the table, motionless. Combined with her bluish-gray skin, she looked like a real corpse.

However, this is on the premise of ignoring the quill pen in the other party's hand.

"it's me."

Viktor looked puzzled, walked over to the senior student, and looked down at the table.

Besides various materials, there was a stack of papers pressed under the other person's arm on the table, and the handwriting peeking out from under the other person's forearm showed "danger level" in otherworldly script.

Just as he was about to look down, Laura suddenly sat up straight and grabbed the papers on the table, stuffing them into her clothes.

"What's on this is a secret."

"..."

Seeing this, Victor shook his head, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Is that so?"

When he left the house and went to a distant place, the connection between his mind and the other end was very vague. At that time, he sensed that Laura's emotions were somewhat unstable.

Now, with the other person sitting in front of me, the voice from the other end of the mental connection feels like a whisper in my ear, soft yet clear.

"It's really frustrating that my senior, whom I trusted so much, would secretly investigate me for the sake of the college."

Viktor smiled, but his tone was serious.