Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

The next morning, in front of the Iron Spike Manor.

After explaining the geographical route of the escort mission, the old butler finally stated the destination:

"Selene Magic Academy, also known as Silver Moon Academy."

This academy is very famous; it is the third-ranked magic academy on this continent.

"understood."

Victor nodded, his tone calm: "Has Mr. Twisted Fate made arrangements for me at Northwind Pass?"

"certainly."

The old butler smiled:

"The subsidies were personally distributed by the Baron to the deceased adventurers, but they did not fully utilize the wealth you earned during the cleanup operation."

As he spoke, he took out a copper ring from his waist and handed it over.

"130 gold coins, sir."

"..."

Victor was a little confused, but after taking the ring, he immediately understood.

The price of 13 silver coins and a pointed ear was written on the order board before the clearing operation, based on an exchange rate of 1 gold coin to 10 silver coins.

130 gold coins equal 100 goblins.

He killed far more goblins than just that, but some of the funds were used to hold a requiem ceremony, while the rest were distributed to the families of the adventurers who lost their lives.

"Please thank the Baron for me."

Victor had no objections.

He proposed to the Baron that he use a portion of his earnings in the town where he lived.

What's more, the other party even left him a considerable fortune of 130 gold coins.

"I will deliver it to you. Also... there is a letter from Northwind Ridge in the ring; you can take a look at it on the way."

The old steward bowed to him, then looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and said with his hand on his chest, "May the silver moon protect you."

......

at the same time.

In front of the main gate of a luxury estate that covers almost half the city.

A carriage was parked quietly.

The coachman, Hill, leaned against the carriage, his fingers tapping anxiously on the frame, his eyes fixed on the manor gate ahead, which was carved with a raven symbol.

A dispute is taking place in the courtyard of the manor.

"I've already said I don't want to go to any magic academy, so why do you insist on doing this?"

The blonde girl frowned slightly, her usually clear voice now sounding as if she was suppressing anger.

He sat in the armchair, but looked like a lion cub that might erupt at any moment.

But opposite her, a young man with the same blond hair was quietly flipping through a black book with gold trim.

It was as if, in the young man's eyes, there was only a hissing cat sitting opposite him, and he didn't even want to furrow his brow.

"snort."

However, the woman beside the young man, dressed in a school uniform, raised an eyebrow slightly, her tone carrying a hint of displeasure:

"Miss Elena, your going to the academy wasn't entirely arranged by the young master; the master also had a hand in it."

"..."

Elena stared at the other woman's somewhat charming face, her hands on her knees gradually clenching.

This woman is just a follower of my brother; what right does she have to provoke me like this?

Although she was a little angry, Elena did not argue back.

What the other person said was indeed true. His father, who usually cared for him, had the same attitude as his brother when it came to sending him to the magic academy.

God knows how shocked she was when she learned the news five days ago.

"Miss Elena, if I may be so bold..."

"Senior, this is a family matter. Could you please wait for me over there?"

Just as the woman was about to say something, the blond youth interrupted her.

Elena thought she had misheard.

But seeing the woman lower her head in nervousness, looking like she had been humiliated but dared not retaliate, she still felt relieved.

"I'm sorry, Meurles."

The woman seemed afraid of the blond young man, speaking softly as she silently walked away.

But Elena couldn't be happy at all when the other person left.

Because his elder brother Meureus had already turned his gaze toward them.

"Elena".

Meules put down his book: "Do you remember what you promised me after we returned from the Forest of Corruption?"

Elena stared into her brother's eyes.

Even though the other person was clearly looking this way, it didn't feel like they were watching us at all; it was as if they were looking into the distance.

This arrogance made her feel very uncomfortable.

"I promise you, I will obey your orders from now on, just this once."

But you forced me to do that.

After Elena finished speaking, she added in her mind, feeling both aggrieved and angry.

"Silver Moon Academy is the academy where our predecessors studied. My father also graduated from there and that's how he achieved what he has today."

As he spoke, a look of adoration appeared in Meurles' eyes, but it was only for a moment.

Then, his gaze finally fell on his younger sister, but his brows furrowed:

"Even with my talent, I need to study diligently at the academy. Why are you, so weak, unwilling to do so?"

He looked away, picked up the sparkling coffee on the table, took a sip, and his brow relaxed again.

Elena lowered her head in silence, her expression slowly hardening.

She dared not say that her reluctance to attend Silvermoon Academy was due to the existence of Meurles.

She didn't want to be pressured by the other party at the academy, forced to do things she didn't want to do, or forced to face things she didn't have to endure.

"..."

Can I switch to another college?

Elena whispered to herself, her expression already extremely suppressed, her eyes already reddening.

Meureus seemed completely oblivious to her unusual behavior.

The young man simply stared silently at the coffee, gazing thoughtfully at the starlight within.

The two remained silent for a long time, and the servants around them all lowered their heads, not daring to face the tense atmosphere between them.

"call......"

Just then, the teleportation stone in the courtyard suddenly flashed with a blue light, and a spatial fluctuation pulled at the surrounding air, creating a sound of wind.

A figure then appeared in front of the teleportation stone.

The servants all looked up and were somewhat taken aback when they saw a young man dressed in a black robe.

Meules also raised his head and stared at the newcomer, frowning when he saw how young the other person was.

The visitor was none other than Victor.

He arrived here via a fixed anchor point provided by the butler.

Looking at the teleportation scroll in his hand that had vanished with the wind, he wore a pained expression.

What a waste! If this roll could be sold, it would definitely make a lot of money.

"You're the adventurer who accepted the commission?"

Just then, a voice asked a question from not far away.

Viktor looked up at the sound and first saw Meurles, then a somewhat familiar girl with her head down.

"Yes."

Upon hearing the response, Meurles nodded.

He had just used magic to check, and although the boy looked young, he was actually a level 3 professional, much stronger than his sister.

"Elena, do you intend to break your promise?"

Looking at his younger sister, who was still looking down, Meurles frowned.

"..."

Elena had already heard the commotion, but she simply didn't want to face reality.

But she also knew that there was no escaping it now.

So she straightened up and glanced sideways at the teleportation stone.

Upon seeing this, her eyes, which had been as still as water, suddenly lit up!

Mr. Viktor?!