Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

"Elena, leave the outside to me."

"Please be careful with it."

After the carriage came to a stop, Victor and Elena had a brief exchange.

Under the girl's worried gaze, he lifted the curtain and stepped down from the carriage.

The battle was long over.

The moment his [Curse of Weakness] was activated, the trio who launched the attack were all rendered powerless, their weapons fell from their hands, and they collapsed on the road.

"Damn you, kid in black! If I, Matt, survive, I'll make you pay!"

The dwarf lay on the ground, staring at the approaching boy with impotent rage.

The bloodshot eyes and pale face made his words sound even more convincing.

Don't go.

Startled by the other person's appearance, she reached out to stop Viktor, worried that he might get hurt.

"It's alright."

Victor gently pushed Hill's hand away, walked up to the dwarf, and glanced at the three of them one by one, without even lowering his head the entire time.

This silent contempt infuriated the dwarf, who was about to unleash a torrent of angry words.

But Victor spoke first:

"Dragging your exhausted bodies to rob, I really don't know if you're stupid or just blinded by hunger."

These words were spoken.

The dwarf's eyes opened slightly, but his head, which he had barely managed to raise, seemed to have been stepped on, slowly drooping down until it touched the ground.

The other two also had strange expressions, their eyes filled with shock.

They never expected that this young man could see through their condition at a glance.

"Matt, you just said something tough, didn't you?"

Victor put his hands behind his back and looked at the back of the dwarf's head.

These words were spoken calmly, as if he had no intention of taking offense, but to the dwarf Matt, they were interpreted in a completely different way.

His face was pressed against the ground, but his eyes were wide open, and his thoughts were racing:

"Who exactly is this person? Not only did they capture me so easily, but their insight is also so sharp."

Furthermore, what exactly is this calmness that allows one to ignore the anger of others?

At that moment, Matt knew he had messed with the wrong person; he had probably offended a big shot.

"Master, our leader didn't do it on purpose, he was just too hungry."

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

However, before the dwarf could continue thinking, his two henchmen spoke first.

But most dwarfs have short tempers.

Hearing their words, Matt laughed angrily, "How could you two so easily abandon your dignity?"

His roar silenced his two henchmen.

Hill was also somewhat taken aback, muttering to himself, "Still so stubborn even when he's about to die, typical dwarf."

"..."

Viktor chuckled silently, then shook his head.

"Matt, I admire your courage."

"Tell me what happened to you, and I'll pay you with bread."

"..."

Matt was stunned, never expecting to escape death, and looked up slightly in disbelief.

Seeing the calm expression on the boy's face, he believed it.

In his view, Viktor was of noble status and extraordinary strength, and did not take him seriously at all, so there was no need for him to break his promise.

"Just say yes, boss."

Hearing his followers urging him on, Matt got a little annoyed again, feeling as if the two of them had betrayed him.

But he also understood that he couldn't let go of this lifeline he had finally grasped.

I promise you.

......

Before long, as the dwarf Matt and his two henchmen recounted the events, Hill's expression grew increasingly grim.

These three were adventurers who had wandered to this place because they couldn't make a living elsewhere, and originally wanted to take on a commission.

However, they did not have a pass and were not even qualified to enter the city. After staying in the vicinity for three days, they learned that the Raven Merchant Guild was stationed here.

There are no forests nearby, and in the past few days they have only managed to hunt one wild rabbit to fill their stomachs, and today they are starving.

To make matters worse, the magical artifact Matt was carrying to protect him from the darkness malfunctioned, and if he couldn't get into the city today, he probably wouldn't survive.

Left with no other choice, they decided to take the risk and try to steal a pass.

"That's terrible."

Hill sighed as he watched the trio, who had just regained their strength, devour bread.

Victor ignored the others, looked at the half-emptied dough ring, and smiled.

The equipment slot can permanently lock the status of items, so the fried dough rings that were originally placed in it are all well preserved.

"Cough cough cough..."

At this moment, one of the henchmen choked on the fried dough ring and coughed repeatedly.

Victor took out some water and handed it to him: "No rush, there's plenty of bread."

As he spoke, he handed Matt a complete fried dough ring.

Watching the other person enjoy their meal, Victor couldn't help but sigh.

If Victor hadn't checked it out today, he wouldn't have known that the equipment inventory had a crafting function.

The fried dough rings that he had bitten off and stored inside were all put back together and restored to their original state.

"That way, no matter how much bread Rowling makes, I can digest it all."

Viktor secretly looked forward to it.

When he saw that Matt's eating speed had slowed down significantly, he asked again:

"Matt, you're pretty capable, so why did you run away here?"

This is the question Victor really wanted to ask; his previous statement about appreciating the other was just empty talk.

Matt didn't think too much about it.

The fact that he was spared death, and that Victor had given him bread, had already lowered his guard.

Well...

He frowned, chewing on a fried dough ring, and remained silent for a long time before speaking:

"That area has already been eroded. I advise you not to go there, otherwise..."

Seeing that he seemed hesitant to speak, Victor turned to look at the other two, but they only shook their heads and did not respond.

"All right."

Viktor wasn't annoyed and began to think silently.

In the route provided by the Baron, if the starting point is regarded as a city, it is better to regard it as the private property of the Raven Merchant Guild.

The first city the route passes through is Vignex.

This is a real city, and ostensibly a neutral one.

However, it is rumored that many evil rituals originate from [Venex], and many of the world's drug addicts obsessed with alchemy come from this place.

If Matt's "corruption" refers to that place, then it means that [Venex] has already sided with the evil faction.

"Hill, do you have any extra passes?"

Victor turned to look at Hill.

The young driver paused for a moment, then ran to the side of the carriage and said something to it.

A pass was handed out from inside the carriage.

Hill took it and ran back:

"Small......"

He wanted to say "Miss," but remembering there were outsiders present, he immediately changed his words: "And..."

Without asking Viktor what he wanted to do, he simply handed it over.

"..."

Victor smiled and gestured, then took the pass and glanced at it. It was a level two pass that allowed a caravan to pass.

Elena guessed it after all.

"Here's your pass, take it."

He shoved the pass into Matt's hand, and before Matt could ask any questions, he had already pulled Hill away.

"Boss, this..."

The two henchmen were stunned.

Matt stared at the pass, somewhat surprised.

What merit or ability does he possess to gain the favor of such a person?

However, there was nothing he could do. After much hesitation, he could only say something he shouldn't have mentioned:

"Master Mage, if you are from the Raven Merchant Guild, please do not reveal your identities."