Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Viktor suppressed his unease, lowered the carriage curtain, and glanced sideways at Marlene.

The other person's eyes were slightly curved at this moment, and the corners of their lips were turned up, giving people a feeling of ill intent.

"You've done your best."

Marlene didn't explain, but her casual remark sounded like a word of comfort.

But Viktor thought there was some truth to it.

If you still can't solve the problem after making so many preparations, then you can only accept your fate.

Just as he was thinking this, the outside of the carriage suddenly lit up.

"Boom..."

A sudden clap of thunder.

Elena, sitting opposite, subconsciously leaned back, her small hands gripping the hem of her skirt, creating wrinkles.

Her beautiful eyes instinctively glanced at Victor, but seeing that he seemed to be thinking, she lowered her gaze again.

The girl was traveling far from home for the first time and never expected to encounter so many things. Moreover, the person she could rely on was sitting right across from her.

Thinking about the crisis that could erupt at any moment, she became increasingly nervous.

"It will be alright."

Fortunately, the boy's voice interrupted this emotional outburst at just the right moment.

But just as Elena raised her head to respond, a strong push suddenly came from behind her.

With a screeching sound of the wheels coming to a sudden stop, she was as if she had been violently pushed by an invisible hand, and she fell directly into Victor's arms.

"Bang."

Seemingly due to the excessive force of the impact, the girl not only fell into Victor's arms, but their foreheads also collided solidly.

This unexpected blow made Viktor gasp in pain, a slight hissing sound escaping his teeth.

The girl closed her eyes tightly and clung to Victor like a sloth.

She only slowly opened her eyes after three seconds when the thrust completely dissipated and the entire carriage came to a stop.

Then I saw the boy's serious face.

"Get down first."

Viktor ignored the girl's awkward posture and quickly spoke.

"Okay...okay."

Although her head was throbbing, Elena knew something was wrong, so she immediately withdrew her hand and sat back down in her original position.

Victor immediately pulled back the carriage curtain.

The previously muffled sound of rain suddenly became crystal clear, and the sky above was inexplicably pitch black.

Moreover, under the perception of [Magic Affinity], there was a faint flow of black magic within the raindrops.

"Who are you, and why are you stopping my car?!"

But Hill's tense voice told him there was no time to think about it anymore.

Victor's eyes narrowed, and he silently chanted the [Shield] spell.

"Watch out for heavy rain."

As he stepped into the rain, he looked ahead at the carriage.

A strange figure dressed in a black cloak stood in the rain, holding a long stick wrapped in bandages.

However, Victor felt it was more like some kind of sealed magic wand than a stick.

When he saw the other person, the cloaked man also looked over, but unfortunately, due to the lighting, his facial expression was not clear.

"They've finally shown up."

The cloaked figure spoke in a hoarse, indistinct voice: "A fledgling of the Raven Merchant Guild."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his wand, and a large amount of black energy surged from the tip of the wand, rushing towards Victor.

"..."

Viktor was taken aback for a moment, but he was prepared. He pointed forward and cast [Hand of the Mage].

Immediately afterwards, the ghost hand appeared out of thin air and drew a rusty sword from the void.

Swing it forward with all your might!

The sword's edge cleanly cleaved through the black mist, seemingly about to cause it to disintegrate.

The black mist suddenly closed in, transforming into a large, dark hand that forcefully seized the ghost hand.

The rusty sword slid out of the ghost's palm in an instant and was caught by Victor.

"Black magical gas."

Viktor frowned slightly, his eyes filled with doubt.

He had never seen such a strange black mist before, which could not be cleared by physical means and could be manipulated as flexibly as a mage's hand.

But he was certain that it was a contact spell.

It only works upon contact, similar to a fireball, but not quite the same.

"Surround and wipe him out."

However, before Victor could think, the cloaked man spoke again.

Then, Victor saw a puddle of rainwater that had fallen to the ground in front of him quickly rise up.

It turned into black mist, then coalesced into a pitch-black human figure.

"..."

Viktor quickly took a half step back, but then noticed other dark figures in his peripheral vision.

He was startled and quickly turned his head, just in time to see a dark figure raising its arms and smashing through the rain as it rushed towards him!

"Aww!"

As Viktor dodged to the side, he heard the dark figure roar like a wild beast, which made him even more vigilant.

If your shield breaks and rain gets on you, it will definitely cause a big problem.

In a flash, he kicked down another lunging shadow and dashed toward an open area to the side.

"Tap tap tap!"

Viktor stopped in his tracks.

More and more shadowy figures swarmed forward, determined to capture the boy alive.

Victor's gaze swept over the large group of figures shrouded in black mist, and he flicked his wrist.

A rusty sword slashes horizontally!

Instantly, rain splashed everywhere.

Not only was the rain curtain severed, but also large swaths of dark shadows. After being severed, they did not turn into black mist, but instead dispersed as rainwater.

Upon seeing this, Viktor felt surprised and puzzled, but at the same time, he suddenly realized something.

He had initially thought these shadowy figures and the black mist that entangled the ghostly hand were the same spell, so he dared not launch an attack.

But now that I've made my move, I realize that this method of turning rainwater into human-shaped black shadows is another kind of magic.

"The flaws in this technique are already quite obvious."

Viktor glanced at the cloaked figure who remained unmoved in front of the carriage and continued his slashing attack.

And his many doubts vanished as the shadows turned into rain, and everything became clear.

This guy appeared here out of nowhere because of the mark on his body, and the other party didn't seem to recognize people with their eyes, so they mistook him for Elena.

So they want to capture me alive!

"Pfft!"

After slashing the approaching black shadow with his sword once more, Victor saw the black shadows gathering further away, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Choosing a war of attrition in order to capture him alive, and being so arrogant as to come alone, meant the other side had completely miscalculated.

With the help of the [Feather of Lament] to restore energy, plus this rusty sword that can cut through iron like mud and is as light as a feather, I can fight for two hours without any problem!

Thinking of this, he looked towards the direction of the train carriage.

at the same time,

Inside the train carriage.

Elena listened to the torrential rain and the continuous clattering sounds, her delicate brows furrowed, and her chest pounded like a drum.

"Marlene, aren't you nervous at all?"

Looking at the succubus who was still smiling even now, the girl couldn't help but ask.

"Are you asking why I can just sit idly by and let my master get into trouble?"

Marlene's smile widened slightly, but her chest heaved suddenly, and her flaxen eyes almost turned pink.

"I'm more worried about him than you are~, but I almost gave myself to him yesterday, which has left me with very little freedom now."

"Give yourself...to him?"

Elena pondered those words, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Marlene ignored her: "Don't rush, don't rush... wait a little longer, I'll go out and help you~"

After saying that, she giggled: "Don't forget my reward when the time comes."