Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

The setting sun is like blood.

Hill glanced at the sky, took a deep breath, and then looked ahead.

At the edge of the field of vision was a city far smaller than the territory of the Raven Merchant Guild—Venex.

Just gazing at the medieval city from afar, Hill felt a strange sense of dread.

But seeing many pedestrians heading towards the city from various side streets, he felt that he had been influenced by Matt's words.

"We're almost there."

With many people around, Hill omitted the formalities of address.

in the carriage.

Elena lifted a corner of the carriage curtain and looked outside.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on a couple walking in opposite directions, as if gilding them with a layer of golden light.

The girl smiled, as if she had thought of something, and then lowered the carriage curtain.

"I didn't expect there to be so many residents in Vinex. It seems this place isn't what Matt described."

The girl spoke in a friendly tone, and the smile on her face showed how relaxed she was at that moment.

Isn't it too early to relax, Miss Elena?

Viktor thought to himself, and lifted a corner of the carriage curtain on one side, his expression gradually becoming serious.

Although there were indeed many pedestrians on the road, the number of people leaving Vignex was significantly greater than the number entering the city.

Moreover, their faces were expressionless, as if they had lost their souls, their eyes lifeless.

"It seems this is the place Matt was talking about."

As Viktor thought this, his gaze swept back and forth across the faces of the pedestrians.

It was getting dark soon. If they left the city now, where could they go?

We can't expect everyone to carry powerful protective gear.

"Big brother, what are you looking at?"

Just as he was thinking about the crucial point, a child's voice suddenly came from outside the carriage.

Viktor's heart tightened, and he quickly lowered the carriage curtain.

But after doing so, he did not relax; instead, he felt a deep chill.

Right on the carriage curtain, a round shadow resembling a head appeared above it at some point, and its position remained unchanged as the carriage moved.

It's like someone living on the 18th floor, and a guy asking for directions appears outside their window.

"..."

Victor did not respond, his eyes fixed nervously on the carriage curtain.

"You can't just wander around aimlessly in Vénex."

Fortunately, after waiting for a while, only this sentence came from outside, and then the shadow on the carriage curtain slowly drifted away.

Judging by the direction, we're heading into Vignex.

"Mr. Victor, what's wrong?"

At that moment, Elena's worried voice came from the side.

Viktor composed himself and withdrew his gaze from examining the carriage curtain.

"fine."

He said it was nothing, but a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It was another conversation that only he could hear, just like the one the goblin priest had said when he suddenly spoke.

But according to what the shadow said earlier, the other party seemed to have come to remind him on purpose, and probably didn't have any malicious intent.

"Okay, if you have any ideas, don't think about them alone."

Seeing that he remained silent and seemed preoccupied, Elena, though somewhat puzzled, did not ask him anything.

Viktor smiled and nodded, but felt a sense of pressure in his heart.

We've already encountered this strange thing before even entering Vignex; if we actually go in later, I'm afraid we won't be able to get out.

"Elena, don't leave me."

Realizing it was too late to leave now, he gave the blonde girl a heads-up.

To everyone's surprise, the girl froze upon hearing this, slowly turning her face to the side as if she were putting up some kind of difficult struggle, before finally letting out a soft "hmm".

......

"Gurgle..."

Before long, the carriage entered Vignex.

As Hill looked at the layout, the panic that had previously dissipated returned to his mind.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but all the buildings looked exactly the same as when he first arrived.

But when he looked closely, the buildings seemed to be shrouded in a thin mist, making them difficult to see clearly.

Moreover, even though no pedestrians on the street were looking in his direction, he felt like he was being watched from all directions.

"Gurgle."

He swallowed hard but didn't say anything.

As a professional coachman for the Raven Merchant Guild and the heir to the old butler, his abilities are beyond question, especially when it comes to young ladies.

But he didn't know,

The young woman in the carriage felt the same way he did.

Elena couldn't understand why, even though she was sitting in the carriage, she felt strangely like she was being seen through from the inside out.

She could even vaguely sense something yearning for her, and subconsciously moved closer to Victor.

This strange feeling made her afraid to lift the carriage curtain, fearing that if she showed herself, something would pounce on her and devour her.

"Hey, Elena, if you squeeze in any closer, I'm going to get pushed off."

Viktor's slightly teasing tone made Elena stiffen.

She then realized that she had unknowingly leaned half of her body on the other person's shoulder.

But she was too nervous to think at the moment, and only by maintaining this posture could she feel a sense of security.

"..."

Victor didn't move, his eyes warily fixed on the gently swaying carriage curtain.

【Magic Affinity】is warning that there are many dangerous things outside, and that feeling of being spied on is visualized as red lines.

Dozens of chains were tied to him, and some were tied to the girl.

If he had to name these red lines, he felt they should be 'hostility'.

These expressions of "hostility" grew until they numbered around a hundred, at which point Hill's voice suddenly rang out from outside the carriage:

"We've arrived."

As the other party finished speaking, most of the hostility inexplicably disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, Viktor discovered that the red threads binding him and the girl had dwindled to only three each.

"It's a hotel."

As Hill's next words came, the 'hostility' locking the girl away decreased again, leaving only... one!

But Viktor himself remained unchanged.

"Huff... huff..."

In that instant, he heard the girl's panting, and then his shoulder relaxed.

"Let's go quickly, Mr. Victor."

Elena was already extremely tense, but at this moment she suddenly relaxed and felt a little weak.

But she still forced herself to lift the carriage curtain.

Seeing this, Victor followed closely behind.

As soon as he stepped off the carriage, the surrounding environment came into view, and he found that this place was no different from other places.

The pedestrians went their own way, no one was watching them, and even the strange feeling of being spied on was far less than before.

"..."

But Victor didn't dare to delay, and led by Hill, he entered the inn with the blonde girl.

The moment Victor stepped into the hotel, he felt a lightness in his body.

This is because two forms of "hostility" dissipated from within oneself.

However, he did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he looked at the hotel owner who was registering information with a chilling gaze.

The other person remained calm, their eyes devoid of emotion.

"...Three standard rooms, for overnight stay."

His muttering sounded like some kind of incantation, vague and low.

The most troublesome thing is...

A 'hostility' as thick as a small snake firmly bound the other party and their group together.