Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

Inside the cave, the wolves' snores filled the air, and the stench of decay remained strong.

But Viktor could only smell a faint scent, and even by tilting his head slightly, he could faintly smell a complex scent of gardenia mixed with sweat.

To be honest, it smells alright.

He lowered his head slightly and caught a glimpse of the sleeping girl.

The other person's head rested on his lap, their face buried in his worn-out linen clothes.

"Ugh."

Viktor sighed softly.

He had misunderstood the girl's slightly threatening tone, thinking she was about to change her attitude.

As a result, Elena only made one reasonable request:

"I want to sleep with my head on Mr. Victor's lap."

Viktor felt ashamed when he recalled the girl's embarrassed expression when she said those words.

The other party was just a naive young girl; what bad intentions could she possibly have? At most, she just thought the wolf den was too smelly and wanted to find a slightly more pleasant place to rest.

I guess I have post-war syndrome.

Thinking this, he shook his head helplessly.

Dispelling his strange thoughts, he surveyed the entire wolf den, a reassuring smile slowly spreading across his face.

Although he could still smell the stench, he felt even safer here than at his home in his previous life.

If he hadn't been identified as the Son of Thorns and his strength wasn't being slowly eroded by the corrupting aura, he would have chosen to rest on the spot like the demon wolves.

He thought for a moment, and since he had nothing to do, he gently took the bundle off his shoulder.

Anyway, these rotting creatures are only interested in intruders.

Then today, all the belongings of those three people will be his.

He looked down again.

The girl was sleeping soundly, a faint smile on her lips, as if she were having a sweet dream.

He then slowly unfolded the bundle little by little.

Two clusters of white light shimmered within.

[The Hand of Appraisal (White)]

A white glove.

【Magic Storage Ring (White)】

A silver ring.

Viktor glanced at the equipment name and a look of delight appeared on his face.

When he picked up the relics earlier, he saw the glow of two pieces of equipment, but he was in a hurry to avoid the darkness and didn't check them.

Upon seeing their names, he immediately understood.

He first reached out and picked up the white gloves.

[The Hand of Appraisal (White)]

[Note: None]

[Effect: When you wear it, you can cast "Appraisal" once a day without using magic, ignoring intelligence requirements. Once you have two Appraisal Hands, you can appraise living beings.]

The effect is simple, yet very practical.

Based on his memory and observations, Victor has realized that this world is a continent similar to D&D.

The minimum requirement for casting "Appraisal" is 13 points of Intelligence.

The original owner's intelligence was only 11 points, which was far below the threshold of becoming a magician, and she was unable to cast spells.

In this way, the magic-free appraisal spell, used once a day, becomes very useful.

It's important to know that not all items will be considered as equipment or items in the equipment inventory.

Without a second thought, Viktor equipped himself with the [Appraisal Hand].

The gloves were put on immediately, and I felt a slight wrapping sensation on my left hand.

Try stretching and curling your fingers; there's no obstruction.

"I wonder if it can be hidden."

As he muttered to himself, a thought suddenly occurred to him.

The white gloves vanished instantly, along with the feeling of being enveloped.

Viktor's eyes lit up.

Not bad.

If you have more equipment and items in the future, you can hide them all instead of having them all over your body.

"Unfortunately, it cannot identify living organisms."

Viktor glanced around at the surrounding wolves, abandoned the idea of ​​using the gloves, and instead turned his attention to the other items in the bundle.

After inspecting all the items, nothing worth appraising was found; the most useful item was the currency.

Of course, we have to exclude the silver ring.

【Magic Storage Ring (White)】

[Note: The Fool's Ring]

[Effect: When worn, it slowly increases intelligence and allows you to absorb surrounding magic, up to three first-level spells' worth of magic power.]

"..."

After reading the effects description, Victor couldn't help but frown.

What is the Fool's Ring? Does it mean I'm stupid?

But considering it can improve your intelligence, you should still wear it.

As his thoughts settled, the silver ring disappeared and then reappeared on the little finger of his right hand.

Moreover, Victor felt a cool sensation in his head, as if something was entering his brain in an indescribable way.

Viktor ignored that feeling.

Because at this moment he was sensing the flow of magic in the vicinity.

The moment he became the Son of Thorns, he gained magical affinity, so he could easily sense changes in the magic around him.

After putting on the ring, he actually felt magic flowing into him.

Yes.

It's not about rushing towards the ring, it's about yourself!

"Could it be that the two pieces of equipment can interact with each other?"

The question arose in Viktor's mind, but he did not attempt to remove the "eroded skull fragments."

It's not safe to unload in the Corruption Lands; what if those wolves suddenly don't recognize you as their companion? That would be terrible.

So he temporarily abandoned the idea of ​​experimenting and let the magic surge in.

He raised his hand, his gaze sweeping over the silver ring on his little finger.

"It looks quite unique, and it doesn't affect the grip on the weapon."

He smiled with satisfaction, examined the remaining items again, and put his five gold coins into a cloth bag containing seven silver coins.

The other items, such as two arm guards, a drow's lining, and a bottle of bright red common healing potion, were put back into the bundle.

The things in the bundle aren't very useful; we'll find a place to recycle them later.

Lost in thought, he had already put the bundle back on his back, then let out a long sigh and leaned his back against the wall.

He was feeling a little sleepy, but his mind was still very clear.

It seemed that because of the ring, he was even more awake than when he had just woken up in the Land of Corruption.

He looked down at the girl in his arms, intending to admire her, but somehow, the corners of his mouth slowly turned down.

He recalled the girl's expression when she mentioned her father, and the image of his father before his death quietly resurfaced in his mind.

"Viktor, just keep running!"

As dusk fell, Viktor ran forward with a struggling expression, his father's shouts echoing behind him.

By the time he had run a long way, the other person's voice had become almost inaudible.

Looking back, I witnessed a scene I will never forget.

The old man's head was bowed, his clothes were stained red, but his hands were firmly blocking the doorway, as if embedded in the door frame, trapping the goblins who had broken into his home.

The original owner didn't see exactly how many times the goblin stabbed.

Because he ran away.

"..."

Viktor looked up at the dark ceiling of the wolf den, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

The original owner died, and it's unknown why he died in the Corruption Land, without having the chance to take revenge on those goblins.

Humans are too fragile, whether in past or present lives; a single bullet or spell can be fatal.

Thinking of this, his eyes calmed down again.

But I am different.

With an equipment slot available, becoming a professional is no problem at all, and it's not unrealistic to think that you can become one of the best and rule over a region.

When all else fails, one may even cease to be a human being.