Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

"I didn't expect you to accept the invitation after all?"

As soon as they reached the entrance of Fenggu Town, Lilith cast an unfriendly glance at the boy beside her.

The other party has said this several times already.

When we fought together before, the other side wasn't this hostile.

"I trust Leila and I also want to see what other towns are like."

Viktor wasn't worried that anyone wanted to harm him; he treated it as a post-war vacation.

There are more townspeople here, and they are all dressed in cloth. The streets are much wider, and the buildings are more densely packed.

Overall, however, it gives people a very simple and unpretentious feeling, which makes people feel at ease.

Apart from the conspicuous manor not far away—Iron Spike Manor.

Even though the baron's manor is located in such a simple, remote area, it still stands out from the crowd.

"You should be grateful you were invited; this is the town where the Baron resides."

Lilith stared at the manor in the distance, her tone much gentler than before: "Considering your previous help to me, I'll reluctantly give you a tour..."

Without asking Victor's opinion, Lilith began to speak on her own.

She looked so smug, as if she were the Baron herself.

Viktor silently activated [Self-Ring].

[Victor's Class: Curse Mage]

"LV: 1, Experience Points: 0/300"

"Allocable Experience: 845, Allocable Attribute Points: 0"

"property:......"】

After several days of clearing operations, the equipment has gradually displayed more information, resulting in its current form.

Not only can it visualize attributes, but it can even display your level and the experience required to level up.

Interestingly, the experience was not directly absorbed, but rather stored away.

This has no downsides; on the contrary, it avoids the awkward situation of a sudden escalation in battle.

Viktor thought for a moment and decided to finish dealing with things here before upgrading, and listened attentively to the black-haired loli's rambling.

And in Lilith's long speech...

Victor discovered that he had been led all the way to the gates of Ironstalk Manor.

"This is......"

He instinctively looked at Lilith.

But then the other person stuck out their tongue at them, then quickly stepped forward, grabbed the female drow who had been silently following behind, and pulled her towards the door, pushing it open.

Patina, with his hands tied behind his back and his mouth covered, didn't utter a sound, which almost made Viktor forget about him.

The other party looked gloomy at the moment, clearly harboring some resentment.

But she couldn't offer any opinions.

"Mr. Tristana".

As soon as she entered, Lilith greeted an elderly man dressed as a butler, saying, "This person is now in your hands for interrogation."

"Yes, my little master."

The old butler gave a slight bow in a gentlemanly manner, then nodded to Victor: "Honorable guest, have a pleasant time."

The other person turned and left, leaving him and Lilith standing in the luxurious manor.

Viktor seemed somewhat dazed.

Is this some kind of rich heiress falling in love with me, or... a second young lady?

Now he understands completely.

Leila invited him, most likely because she valued his abilities and wanted him to recruit talented individuals for her father, Baron Sebastian.

"Oh, why are you standing there like that, Mr. Victor?"

Lilith looked at Victor with a mischievous grin, seemingly finally satisfying some kind of wicked pleasure in her heart.

Viktor's eyelids twitched slightly at the sight of that little devil's posture.

Is this guy thinking of some bad idea to get himself into trouble?

"What kind of expression is that? I would never have bad intentions towards my friends."

Lilith crossed her arms and walked forward, winking at Victor as she spoke: "Especially my sister's best friend!"

"..."

Victor felt that she had definitely misunderstood something.

Although he felt inexplicably uneasy, he knew it was too late to talk about going back now.

Judging from the fact that both of the Baron's daughters have magical talents, the other party is probably not a simple character either.

Especially in Lilith's somewhat exaggerated account, Sebastian was actually a viscount.

He had achieved great victories in the fight against cultists, wiped out ogre tribes on multiple occasions, and even injured a young blue dragon who coveted the treasures of his territory.

All of the above demonstrates the opponent's strength.

If the other party wants to do something to me, it's just a matter of minutes.

"Prepare two lunches for us..."

Upon entering the hall, Lilith greeted the servants, then suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Victor:

"What foods do you dislike?"

Victor shook his head; to be honest, he wasn't really in the mood to eat right now.

"Then let's prepare as usual."

Lilith gave another order to the servants, then casually picked up a book from the bookshelf, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

The servant bowed slightly, then turned and left.

From then on, the hall became quiet.

Seeing that the black-haired loli didn't intend to bother him, Victor took out the magic book that Lyra had lent him from his inventory.

Turning to the page marked with a bookmark, the spell taught on it was none other than the commonly used [Fireball] spell by mages.

This offensive spell, which is depicted as a third-level spell in many works, is only a first-level spell in this world.

When dealing with the Goblin Shaman, the red magic ring that instantly lights up in his hand is the pre-cast animation of [Fireball].

Because he hadn't fully mastered the move and was worried about consuming too much magic power, he ultimately chose to use a bow and arrow.

However, this doesn't mean that the Fireball is useless.

"Fireball, also known as Small Fireball, is often used as a lower-level spell than the third-circle spell [Great Fireball]."

Viktor ran his fingertips over a line of annotation he had previously overlooked, and then he understood.

If that's the case, then it makes sense that low-level mages like Elena and Lyra can use fireballs.

Although this move is not as powerful as the three-ring fireball, it can still be used to complete daily tasks.

However, if we're talking about the first thing to learn...

Viktor thought for a moment, then quickly flipped through the spellbook and found the section on spell reset.

Looking at the dark blue arm drawn on the page, Victor's lips curled into a slight smile.

[The Mage's Hand]

As a magic trick, it is only a level 0 spell, the effect of which is to summon a ghostly hand that can be up to 30 feet away from the caster and can lift objects weighing up to 10 pounds.

This is the most useful everyday spell.

"Not bad, it seems you have good taste, just like me."

Who is so shameless?

The words that suddenly rang in Viktor's ears startled him so much that he instinctively closed the book and then turned around to look.

A middle-aged man with elegant clothes, black hair and black eyes, and a slightly roguish look on his face stood with his hands behind his back.

"Your Excellency, Baron."

Viktor guessed the person's identity in less than half a second and stood up to give him a gentlemanly bow.

Baron Sebastian opened his mouth slightly, seemingly surprised by the boy's reaction, then gave a knowing smile:

"Not bad, you really do look like a mage."

"Come to the study after lunch."