Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

"Hey kid, who let you in?"

The middle-aged man sitting near the door turned around and shouted towards the door.

Judging from the voice, it was the same adventurer from Camp One who had spoken earlier.

The muscles beneath the leather armor are full and firm; he must be a warrior.

The other man was much thinner and had an unremarkable appearance; only the dagger at his waist proved that he was a wanderer.

"I accepted the commission."

Ignoring the soldier's flushed face, Viktor calmly walked around him and pulled out a chair to sit down.

"Dharma, Dharma Master?"

The soldier's expression froze as he stared intently at Viktor.

The loafer, however, was much calmer. He picked up his glass, took a large gulp, and then stood up.

"Orf, don't doubt his mage robes, anyone who can get here is a veteran."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to Viktor: "They all call me 'good-for-nothing'."

"Jack".

Viktor stood up, shook hands with the other person, and gave a false name.

......

On the road.

"Useless" and Victor explained the contents of the commission:

Head to the dense forest outside Fenggu Town to hunt down two adult Gale Wolves.

"We originally only wanted to recruit a ranger, but we didn't expect a mage to walk in."

"Useless" has a good personality, and there was no contempt in his tone because of his age.

While the rarity of mages certainly plays a role, it's already quite impressive that the other party, as a seasoned adventurer, could achieve this.

"Orff just has a bad temper, but he'll definitely protect you in a moment."

"Um."

Viktor had initially doubted the reliability of his temporary teammates, but now he felt much more at ease and quietly followed the two.

quickly,

The surrounding trees became increasingly dense.

Under Victor's [Magic Affinity] perception, some faint magical residue appeared in the surrounding air.

Furthermore, a faint smell of blood wafted over on the breeze.

Just as he was about to offer a word of advice, he saw the "good-for-nothing" raise a finger and put it to his lips.

"Four wolves".

As expected of a seasoned adventurer, the opponent easily determined the number of Gale Wolves using a ranger-type reconnaissance skill.

He even pointed them in a direction: "It's just two hundred meters away."

Victor nodded.

Even with [Magic Affinity], he couldn't judge the situation at a distance so quickly.

"Those are four Gale Wolves. Their speed is comparable to a level 4 Wanderer. Are you confident?"

Although Orff has a loud voice, he chose to lower his voice at this moment.

"With Jack around, I think we can give it a try."

Adventurers are always keen to seek riches in danger, and "losers" are no exception.

Faced with his gaze, Viktor nodded in agreement, thinking to himself that this good-for-nothing wasn't so bad after all.

The three of them thus reached a tacit understanding.

After deciding to engage in battle, "Useless" switched from walking to sprinting, making almost no sound.

He was going to launch a surprise attack.

Orff and Victor followed behind, gradually accelerating.

Gradually, the figures of four gray-white giant wolves lying on the grass in the forest could be seen not far away.

Meanwhile, the "useless" figure gradually became almost translucent, and its speed seemed to increase as well.

Two hundred meters passed in the blink of an eye.

Just as the other party was about to rush to within two meters of a giant wolf, an unexpected event occurred.

"roar!"

As if it had gained some kind of perception, the swift wolf suddenly stood up and pounced on the 'useless guy' with a turn of its head.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the "loser" was tackled by the other party, and the [stealth] he was maintaining was broken, revealing his figure.

The other three giant wolves also stood up and growled warily in their surroundings.

"..."

Viktor's eyelids twitched as he finally realized that the other person's nickname was correct.

"You 'useless trash,' I'm here to save you!"

Before he could even think, Orf had already drawn his greatsword and charged towards the four Gale Wolves with a roar.

Apart from the giant wolf that was locked in a stalemate with the "useless one," the other three all turned to look.

Upon seeing Orff charging forward, the three wolves let out an uncontrollable roar, rushing towards them like three gusts of wind.

That's right, it's a gale!

In Viktor's eyes, the three-headed wolf's figure was too fast to see clearly.

"Bang!"

Despite his years of adventure experience, Orff could only raise his sword to block the attack in front of his chest.

He was knocked back several steps by the heavy blow, his greatsword almost flying away, and the pain in his hand prevented him from retaliating.

But the three-headed wolf had already seized this opportunity and attacked simultaneously from the left, right, and front directions.

"Damn it!"

Orff wanted to unleash his blood energy, but he simply couldn't.

"Slow down everything."

However, just when Orff was at a loss, a calm voice rang out.

"The power has weakened."

"Visual deprivation".

Then, more words followed.

Instantly, the three-headed wolf's speed visibly decreased significantly, and the one directly in front even inexplicably shook its head.

Orff knew that his opportunity had arrived.

"Drink!"

He roared, his blood surged, and all his strength gathered in his arms.

He swung the sword with all his might!

The sword light slashed through the thick hide of the three-headed giant wolf, sending it flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground.

One of them had its abdomen cut open, and its internal organs and intestines spilled onto the ground with a gushing stream of blood, yet it still slowly propped itself up.

The other two were in slightly better condition, as they did not suffer fatal injuries.

"A futile struggle!"

Orf roared, ready to end the three giant wolves.

But for some unknown reason, the three giant wolves suddenly trembled, let out suppressed growls, and then slowly collapsed to the ground, spitting blood and dying.

Orff stood rooted to the spot, staring in astonishment at the scene before him. After a few seconds, he suddenly roared:

"My God, my strength has reached this level! Did you see that, Jack?"

"..."

Viktor nodded helplessly, not wanting to explain anything to the other party, and turned his gaze to the giant wolf that was suppressing the 'useless'.

"go."

As soon as he spoke, a ghostly hand appeared out of thin air and quickly grabbed the dagger that the "useless guy" had dropped on the ground.

Then it stabbed fiercely at the giant wolf's left eye.

The stinging pain of the sharp blade hitting its eye came extremely quickly, and the giant wolf shook its head violently, its whole body momentarily losing strength.

This gap was enough for the "useless guy" to pull out another dagger.

"Pfft!"

"Useless" plunged a knife into the giant wolf's throat, then rolled to the side.

For a moment, all three stared at the struggling giant wolf, but compared to the warrior and the wanderer, Victor felt no tension.

Once fully mastered, the [Hand of the Mage] was even more effective than he had imagined.

The enhanced power of the curse was also fully understood by Victor.

Curses are spells without levels, and are essentially not much different from magic tricks, but the learning conditions and strength are vastly different.

One's own curses are learned automatically as one progresses through the [Curse Mage] class, with no concept of proficiency required.

After mastering it,

Once he makes his move, it's a guaranteed kill.