Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

"It's all over, my reputation is ruined."

"It's all the goblins' fault, it's all the goblins' fault."

Ever since Ryan was rescued from the crater, and he's been slowly making his way forward with Victor, he's never stopped muttering to himself.

It's like being possessed by a demon.

Viktor thought this to himself, but his gaze never left the road ahead.

Having witnessed the goblins that set traps and hid their dire wolves in the ground to ambush adventurers, he had abandoned his last shred of hope.

If I had been the one attacked by the dire wolf, everyone present would probably be dead.

He knew very well that, relying solely on the shortbow's explosive power,

It was simply not enough to tear through the dire wolf's thick hide, which had a defense of 13 points.

Oliver was well aware of this as well.

He was stroking the pendant on his chest, habitually reviewing the previous battle in his mind.

The dire wolf that launched its attack from underground was indeed caught off guard.

But what surprised him even more was Viktor's miraculous arrow.

It's important to understand that while rangers are mostly responsible for restraining enemies, their effectiveness is greatly diminished if their accuracy is insufficient and they cannot accurately hit the enemy's vital points.

"I wonder who's better, him or that Zhuo Er?"

Oliver mentally compared the Ranger, who had taken his place, to Victor.

For a moment, I forgot that Viktor was just a boy under 16, without even being an adventurer.

It wasn't until Viktor suddenly stopped and turned around that he snapped out of his reverie and instinctively looked around.

"There is nothing unusual in the surroundings."

Seeing this, Victor realized he had misunderstood and looked up at the blazing sun through the leaves: "It's just that it's noon, and I was wondering if you wanted to take a break?"

"It's up to you to decide."

Oliver responded without hesitation.

As for Ryan, he was still muttering to himself.

It is clear that the blow he suffered was extraordinary.

"..."

Viktor received no feedback, nor was he disappointed.

In my past life, someone like Oliver, who was obedient and had a strong sense of personal combat, would have been very useful.

"Alright, let's continue the investigation."

Renn probably had no objections, and Victor didn't seem to care much.

He had already planned out his next move.

Based on his previous experiences, he concluded that

The nearby roads are not as safe as depicted on the map; goblin traps could be found everywhere.

Therefore, on the first day of the operation, our group did not need to participate in the killing; we only needed to clear the traps and find out how many goblins were along the way.

"I will be vigilant about my surroundings."

Oliver nodded.

Although the captain didn't say exactly what he was going to do, he knew his role and had found his own mission.

Of course, this was entirely due to his trust in Viktor, which made him willing to follow orders.

......

Meanwhile, behind a large thicket of bushes not far from a goblin's lair.

A man clad in full plate armor, missing his left arm, cautiously peeked out towards the lair.

In his field of vision.

Two goblins were carrying a brown-haired woman wearing only a single layer of clothing into the cave, which was also their lair.

Behind them, a dozen or so goblins carrying stone hammers or bone spears slowly followed them inside.

"Damn it, Fanny's been taken away by them."

The one-armed man gripped his right arm tightly, his fierce face filled with rage.

"Hey, don't move around."

Beside her, the priestess was touching the severed left arm of the one-armed man with the tip of her index finger, and a golden light flowed into it as she cast the [Heal Wound] spell.

The bleeding stopped quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the skin began to grow, soon concealing the cut and forming a granulation tissue.

"alright."

She's only a level 2 priest and can't use the second-circle [Healing Wounds] to repair broken bones.

But after doing just that, she already felt exhausted. She wiped the fine sweat from her forehead and turned her gaze to another teammate beside her.

A female drow carrying a longbow and wearing a dagger at her waist.

The other person was looking away with their arms crossed, a subtle sense of detachment in their eyes.

"Partina!"

The priestess's gaze turned extremely hostile whenever she thought of Fanny being captured by goblins.

"You were closest to Fanny just now, why didn't you stop those goblins? You just stood by and watched her being taken away?"

Hearing this, the one-armed man also cast a glance at the female drow, but seemingly because of the abundance in her chest, he was not so aggressive.

"..."

The female drow didn't go to see the two of them.

I remember that stupid woman who panicked as soon as she was hit in the shoulder by a goblin and was caught before she could even use her skills.

She remained silent for a long while before uttering four words: "She's too weak."

The pastor's lips parted slightly, and her beautiful eyes widened as if she had heard something unbelievable.

The one-armed man's expression also darkened:

"Patina, do you know what you're saying?"

He raised his intact right arm, then quickly lowered it, clenching it into a fist, as if suppressing some emotion:

"We are a team of four, and we should each do our part. Fanny, as a bard, should be..."

Before the word "protect" could be uttered, Patina suddenly glanced over, a disdainful smile creeping across her cold, beautiful face:

"Sir Warrior, if you find me annoying, why didn't you choose that vagrant to join your party in the first place?"

"Furthermore, wasn't it your fault for launching a surprise attack on a monster's lair without any prior preparation?"

"I......"

The one-armed man raised an eyebrow, about to lash out, but then noticed the priestess's questioning gaze.

His expression gradually regained its composure, and he first thought of the wanderer that Partina had mentioned—Oliver.

That guy used to be one of my teammates. Apart from being quiet, he was indeed very good at cooperating with his teammates.

In contrast, although Patina is already a level 3 ranger, he is still a newcomer who has just joined the team.

Thinking about it this way

It was a foolish thing to have Patina replace Oliver because of his appearance and social standing.

"Let's say this was my fault."

The man with the missing arm mustered great willpower to force out a stiff smile:

"I'm sorry, Patina, it was my recklessness that led to Fanny's capture."

Although admitting his mistake made him very unhappy, he still admitted it because of Patina's beauty.

Patina didn't say anything about "it's okay," but simply turned her head away without uttering a word.

In the arena, only the pastor lowered her head slightly, her eyes flashing with resentment.

She was one of the first to join the group and also the partner of the man with the missing arm, so naturally she understood him best.

However, the other party usually wouldn't apologize to him, but this time, unexpectedly, he apologized to that female drow...

"Let's talk about what happened before when we get back. Now let's discuss rescuing Fanny."

The man with the missing arm was so eager to save face that he didn't notice his partner's unusual behavior.

He even forgot what mistake Patina had made.

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PS: The job levels in this book are not based on D&D levels and will be simplified.