Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

into the night.

Instead of returning to the hotel they had originally booked, Victor and his group booked another room at a tavern.

"Thank you for your help; this is a token of our family's appreciation."

At the door of the room, Hill handed each of the two adventurers a gold coin.

The warrior was about to refuse when he was interrupted by his companion, the bard:

"We are very satisfied with this gift. Please be sure to contact us next time you encounter any similar situations."

With that, the poet took the two gold coins, grabbed his companion, and turned to leave.

Hill breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two enter another room in the corridor.

"Those two probably won't spread the word, right?"

He gave the two people money not because Elena wanted to, but because he was concerned about his young lady's reputation.

Even after completing these clean-up tasks, he still wore a bitter smile.

The young lady probably won't be affected, but this is her hometown, and her naked appearance will likely spread.

"Squeak."

Hill closed the door behind him after he left.

The sound seemed like some kind of signal, making Elena, who was sitting on the wooden chair, even more uneasy.

"Who sent you to find Mr. Victor?"

Although the girl's tone was restrained, it was clearly somewhat unfriendly.

Normally, adventurers would interrogate a succubus in the presence of a high-ranking mage after capturing her.

But Marlene remained in a state of enjoyment after her hands and feet were bound and her eyes were blindfolded.

Even though he was tied up and thrown on the ground, drool was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"We probably won't get anything out of them by interrogating them like this."

The blonde girl's strange questioning and Marlene's condition made Victor unable to bear watching.

He had seen perverts in his previous life, but they were all related to murder cases. He had never seen anyone like Marlene.

As for the blonde girl, he didn't quite understand her.

"I think I know why the people behind Marlene sent her out."

Without interrogation, he could guess some things.

"..."

The blonde girl's anger subsided slightly after being interrupted, and she began to think about what Victor had said, finding some truth in it.

Half an hour has passed since the battle ended, and she has not been able to get any information from the other side.

It was only from the snippets of conversation that Victor had overheard outside the door that he concluded:

Marlene also came for the Raven Merchant Guild.

Of course, she already knew this, but the thought of what had happened between the succubus and Victor made her feel a pang of sadness.

"So, are we just going to leave her here?"

The girl's eyes held a strange hint of resentment as she spoke.

Upon seeing the girl's eyes, Viktor inexplicably felt as if he would die if he said the wrong thing.

But he still began to think about it seriously.

Keeping a succubus around without any means of binding her or any reasonable trade restrictions is tantamount to leaving behind a huge hidden danger.

Killing the other party is even more impossible.

It's not that it's impossible to kill, but rather the potential consequences afterward.

Once Marlene bears the magical mark, it goes without saying what the person behind her will do.

"Miss Elena, may I ask you to leave first?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the blonde girl's already flushed face turned even redder, and she felt a sense of betrayal.

Although she didn't say anything, Victor could tell what she was thinking.

"Believe me."

Victor took out the pendant hanging around his neck and smiled:

"I just need to use torture. The following scenes will be somewhat bloody, so I hope you can avoid them."

When Victor took out the pendant, Elena's expression subtly changed; her flushed face seemed to convey a different meaning.

Looking into the boy's pure and innocent eyes, she pursed her thin lips.

She hadn't expected that Mr. Victor was acting in her best interest, yet she still suspected him of being bewitched by a succubus.

"Okay...okay."

She paused for a few seconds before responding softly, her expression clearly returning to normal, before getting up and leaving.

Watching the door close, Viktor couldn't help but sigh:

Elena is a good girl.

But when he saw Marlene wriggling on the ground, his expression immediately turned serious.

Interrogating prisoners requires constant vigilance, especially with such eccentric individuals; one must be firm and decisive.

Since this is another world, any forbidden psychological manipulation techniques can be used.

"Marlene, you heard what I said earlier. What are your thoughts on that?"

"I can't help it," Victor probed.

Marlene thought the other person wouldn't say anything, but seemingly knowing the blonde girl wasn't there, she started laughing absentmindedly.

"I've never experienced this feeling before."

"..."

Viktor's expression froze. He suddenly felt exhausted talking to someone like this; they were completely on the same wavelength.

She seemed perfectly normal when the other party interrogated Hill earlier, so could it be that she had turned on some kind of switch?

The bondage and blindfolding—that's part of Ace's affection, isn't it?

"If I can make you enjoy yourself more, will you tell me why you came here?"

"Lord Victor, please interrogate me!"

Viktor's face darkened; this was the first time in his two lifetimes he had ever heard such a request.

He tried asking again, but the other party seemed to have disconnected and started making strange noises on its own.

"Very well, I'll grant your wish."

Viktor finally gave up on normal communication and summoned his [Hand of the Mage].

As soon as the ghostly hand appeared, it flew straight towards Marlene.

Victor, on the other hand, channeled his magic into the form of a whip.

"Snapped!"

In the corridor, Elena, who had been pacing back and forth in front of the door, suddenly stopped.

She heard something; it sounded like a whip cracking in the room.

She immediately banished the thought from her mind that Victor couldn't resist the succubus's temptation and pressed her ear against the door.

"Oh my god..."

Suddenly, Marlene's wails mixed with a series of whipping sounds reached my ears, along with the faint "slap slap" sounds of slapping.

Elena felt as if she had been electrocuted, and she could already imagine what kind of torture the other person had suffered to make such a miserable scream.

It seems Mr. Victor really wasn't lying to me.

Thinking this, the girl couldn't help but shrink her neck.

But the sounds inside the house did not change because of her actions; Marlene's screams continued from time to time.

And as time went on, the sound grew louder and louder, and the feeling of unbearable pain made Elena feel a little empathetic.

She waited silently, with a vague feeling that she would finally get some information out of him this time.

Finally, after Marlene let out a bloodcurdling scream, the room fell silent.

About a minute later, footsteps were heard from inside the house.

"Squeak."

The door opened, and Victor, panting, wiped the sweat from his brow.

Seeing this, Elena asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

Victor shook his head: "The situation isn't looking good, but we still have time."