Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

"This is my guardian charm."

The girl's face was inches away, and her warm breath tickled Viktor's right ear, sending shivers down his spine.

Unlike the time in the corrupt land, the other party did not have a complicated stench, but only a faint floral fragrance.

From this angle, Viktor could even see the faint white skin peeking out from under the other person's neck.

Such a large scale at such a young age...

Viktor suppressed the urge to look down and scrutinize him, his conscience compelling him to turn his face away.

"Now, I'll give it to Mr. Victor."

The girl whispered as she fastened the raven pendant, but her gaze remained fixed on Victor's collarbone, her eyes sparkling.

Her hand slid down from the pendant with lightning speed and touched Victor's chest.

Very solid.

"..."

Elena's ears were already burning, so she quickly turned to the side and stuck half her head out of the carriage.

Only then did a look of surprise mixed with excitement appear on her little face.

When she saw that Viktor's figure was more upright and well-proportioned than before, she couldn't help but want to find out more.

Unexpectedly, beneath the other party's black mage robes lay a strong and muscular physique exuding masculinity.

If Victor knew what the girl was thinking, he would definitely correct her; that would be called "knowing something."

Although he had escaped, he was still adjusting his condition by taking deep breaths.

He never expected that the seemingly petite and innocent blonde girl would show such an aggressive side.

Although this is probably a good thing for me, why do I feel a sense of guilt, like an old cow eating young grass?

With that thought in mind, Viktor quickly regained his composure.

Noticing the girl's unusual behavior, he simply smiled silently, assuming that she felt a little embarrassed by the reward she was offering.

Little did he know that it was because he had allocated attribute points to [Constitution] during both of his level-ups.

Yes, even after upgrading last night, Victor still felt that having only 11 points in Constitution might be a hindrance in battle.

Mages don't just have to fight against adventurers of the same class; they also have to contend with other powerful classes and monsters.

With a constitution of 11 points, just as the "Self-Rule" describes it as "an ordinary body," it's nothing more than the level of an average person.

Therefore, he raised his physical fitness to the "entry threshold", which is 13 points.

The physical changes are that the body is in better shape and the muscle definition is more pronounced.

"This pendant suits me quite well."

With that thought in mind, Viktor simultaneously activated the Appraisal spell using [Appraisal Hand].

【The Mark of a Young Girl (Gray)】

[Note: The girl's thoughts are all written in the pendant, aren't they?]

[Effect: With prolonged wear, you may experience remarkable effects]

The items that are identified are not considered equipment; this is a conclusion Victor has reached since he gained access to the equipment slots.

But looking at the pendant's description and effects, Victor had some doubts.

He could understand that the pendant was given as a reward and must contain the girl's feelings.

But what about the "effect"?

However, upon closer inspection, none of the magical artifacts in Baron Sebastian's warehouse were listed as equipment in the equipment inventory.

The pendant has some effect, but it's not equipment, so it's understandable.

"I am very satisfied with this compensation."

Viktor first put the pendant into his equipment inventory, then it reappeared. He tucked it under his collar to cover it before speaking.

This isn't just polite talk; I'm genuinely content.

In a power like the Raven Merchant Guild, whoever can latch onto a powerful figure can make a name for themselves. But I didn't try to latch onto a powerful figure, yet Elena gave me a precious pendant.

Victor had a feeling that he would definitely need this raven pendant someday.

"As long as you like it."

The girl did not turn her head; she continued to stare at the outside world.

Sensing the other person's nervousness, Victor didn't want to point it out, and also glanced outside.

They were still in the city, but following the direction the carriage was traveling, they could already see some scenes of the suburbs in the distance.

"Elena, let's begin."

He was well aware of the dangers of the wilderness.

As the carriage entered the city, anything could happen along the way until it reached the next city.

"Okay...okay."

......

Meanwhile, behind a patch of tall grass beside the road in the distance.

Three ragged adventurers stared intently at the road with sleepy eyes.

As far as they could see, an open money bag lay quietly on the ground, with a few silver coins scattered around it.

"Boss, do we really think we can catch any fish like this?"

A man with a hooked nose, gripping a short sword, asked weakly.

No sooner had he finished speaking than he received a sharp rap on the head from the middle dwarf.

"nonsense."

The dwarf withdrew his hand, his expression serious.

"Although this is the area where the Raven Merchant Guild is located, not every shop belongs to them. There will always be other shops that lose money and want to leave."

"If we just wait here, someone will definitely take the bait."

As the dwarf spoke, his mustache below his nose lifted with his smile, and if it weren't for the scar on his cheek, he would have looked rather endearing.

The other two agreed with this statement and continued to wait in silence.

Time passed slowly, until their drowsiness outweighed their desire to wait for the rabbit to run into their trap.

But the dwarf persisted, his eyes bloodshot, yet he kept his eyes fixed on the direction leading from the city to the suburbs.

Just then, he caught a glimpse of a treetop twitching nearby.

His heart skipped a beat, thinking someone was passing by.

But when he looked over, he saw a squirrel leap out and run away into the distance.

"..."

The dwarf's throat bobbed, and a glint of greed flashed in his eyes.

But after just one glance, he suppressed the urge to chase the squirrel and turned his gaze back toward the city.

But that one glance was enough to make his eyes light up.

"Guys, we've got a job!"

He raised both palms and slapped them above the heads of the two people on either side.

The man with the hooked nose had his eyes slightly bulging in the photo, and the other man wasn't much better off.

But they seemed not to feel any pain, simply picking up their weapons and following the dwarf's gaze.

"carriage?"

The man with the hooked nose was overjoyed, his eyes gleaming with an unprecedented desire.

The dwarf, when the carriage came into view within thirty meters, raised his arm and shouted:

"charge!"

He picked up two short axes, his figure flashing out of the bushes like lightning, and charged towards the carriage.

The two behind him picked up their weapons and charged forward while making strange noises.

The two trusted their leader, who had once torn open the carapace of a mutated goblin in an instant with his pair of short axes!

"Aaaaaah!!!"

When the two were less than ten meters apart, the dwarf roared, leaped high into the air, and slashed at the fearless coachman.

He seemed to be flying, about to collide with the other person in less than a second.

But the driver scoffed, "You're asking for it."

Before he could finish speaking, the dwarf suddenly saw what appeared to be a hand reaching out from the carriage behind the other man:

"Snapped!"

With a crisp snap of the fingers.

The dwarf's eyes widened as he fell helplessly toward the ground.