chapter 164 special item

Brainless Girl paused for a moment before letting out a soft chuckle. "Oh? And what exactly did you do this time, Nathaniel?"

Nathaniel's voice held a hint of amusement, but also a touch of excitement. "Elder Mirsha came to deposit more loot today."

Brainless Girl arched an eyebrow, crossing her arms. "Again? How much this time?"

Nathaniel laughed, clearly enjoying himself. "A ridiculous amount. So much that I decided to be generous and reward her with a 'loyalty bonus.' I handed her 500,000 credits as a special customer appreciation gift—and she took it without a second thought."

There was a brief silence before Brainless Girl let out a slow, disbelieving laugh. "You're telling me she still trusts us?"

Nathaniel's smug tone practically oozed through the call. "Like a fool."

Frost Eye, who had been silently observing, finally spoke up, his tone filled with amusement. "So let me get this straight… this woman keeps depositing loot into a fake bank, and instead of getting suspicious, she's excited because she thinks she's getting rewarded?"

Brainless Girl shook her head in disbelief. "People really are stupid sometimes."

Nathaniel chuckled. "It gets even better. She told me she's planning to bring even more tomorrow. She actually thinks we're the safest storage option in the game."

Brainless Girl leaned back, rubbing her temples, but she was grinning. "She's that confident in us?"

Nathaniel hummed in agreement. "Completely. She actually thanked me for our excellent service. Said we're the only ones she trusts with her valuable loot."

Frost Eye grinned, arms crossed. "Oh, this is beautiful. The woman is practically paying to be scammed."

Brainless Girl rolled her eyes, but the smirk never left her face. "Keep playing nice with her. The longer she trusts us, the more we drain her dry."

Nathaniel's voice carried a satisfied tone. "Of course, ma'am. I'll keep up the act."

Brainless Girl sighed dramatically. "Honestly, I almost feel bad for her."

Frost Eye raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Almost?"

Brainless Girl laughed. "Not really."

Nathaniel chuckled along with them. "I'll keep you updated on how much she brings tomorrow. At this rate, she's single-handedly funding our entire operation."

Brainless Girl tapped her fingers against the table, thinking. "If she's this gullible, there's no telling how much she's willing to hand over. We should start feeding her some exclusive deals—make her think she's getting even better benefits for being a VIP client."

Nathaniel's excitement was evident. "Understood. I'll make sure she feels extra special."

Frost Eye laughed, shaking his head. "Scamming a scam-proof old lady… I love this game."

Brainless Girl smiled slyly. "And this is just the beginning."

Brainless Girl arched an eyebrow as Nathaniel's voice came through the call.

"Oh, ma'am, there's an item that caught my eye. Can you come to the private warehouse?"

She paused, exchanging a look with Frost Eye, who leaned back with a smirk. "Our private warehouse?"

Nathaniel hummed in confirmation. "Yes, ma'am. I promise you'll want to see this in person."

Brainless Girl's fingers tapped against the table as she thought. The private warehouse was the core of their operation—a well-crafted scam disguised as an exclusive banking service for high-profile players and NPCs. Only a select few even knew about its existence, making Nathaniel's urgency all the more intriguing.

Frost Eye chuckled. "You're acting like this is something truly special."

Nathaniel's voice held a teasing edge. "You'll know when you get here. Trust me."

Brainless Girl sighed dramatically. "Fine. We're on our way."

With that, she ended the call and stood up, stretching lazily.

Frost Eye grinned. "Excited?"

She rolled her eyes but smirked. "Curious, actually. Nathaniel doesn't get this worked up unless he's found something good… or done something reckless."

Frost Eye shrugged. "Either way, this should be fun."

The two made their way through the bustling streets of Viles Town, keeping a low profile. Their warehouse was located in a seemingly abandoned building—strategically placed where few people dared to wander. From the outside, it looked like a rundown storage facility, but inside, it was anything but.

As they approached, Nathaniel was already waiting at the entrance, grinning like he had just won the lottery.

Brainless Girl crossed her arms. "Alright, Nathaniel. What's so important that you had to drag us all the way here?"

Nathaniel's grin widened. "Oh, you're going to love this. Come inside."

With a mixture of intrigue and skepticism, Brainless Girl and Frost Eye stepped into the warehouse, ready to see what had Nathaniel so eager.

Brainless Girl and Frost Eye exchanged glances as Nathaniel excitedly led them deeper into the warehouse. The room was dimly lit, with rows of secure storage chests lining the walls—each filled with loot from their so-called "banking service." Nathaniel stopped in front of a heavy, reinforced chest and dramatically pulled it open.

Inside, nestled on a cushion of dark velvet, was a dagger unlike any other. Its obsidian blade shimmered with an eerie glow, faint purple engravings pulsing with an otherworldly energy. The air around it felt heavy, almost suffocating.

"Behold," Nathaniel declared with a smug grin. "The Soul Reaper. A class-changing tool that grants the hidden Assassin special class: Soul Reaper."

Brainless Girl raised an eyebrow. "A special class tool? Where did you get this?"

Nathaniel chuckled, rubbing his hands together. "Elder Mirsha deposited it for safekeeping." He leaned in conspiratorially. "She fully believes in our 'elite banking service,' but just to reinforce her trust… I paid her 500,000 credits."

Brainless Girl blinked. "You… paid her?"

Nathaniel nodded smugly. "Of course! If I had just taken it for free, she might have been suspicious. But by 'compensating' her, she now believes we're an honest, trustworthy institution. She'll keep depositing rare loot without question."

Frost Eye burst out laughing. "That's actually genius. You paid her to keep scamming her."

Nathaniel grinned. "Exactly. Now she thinks we're the safest storage in the game. Next time, she might bring even rarer loot."

Brainless Girl let out an amused hum, eyeing the dagger with renewed interest. "So, this is the only Soul Reaper tool on the server?"

Frost Eye nodded, his eyes gleaming. "Yep. One per server. It upgrades an Assassin-class player into a Soul Reaper, granting insane stealth, life-drain abilities, and a passive that gets stronger with every kill."

Brainless Girl tapped her chin. "So, what's the play? Are we keeping it, selling it, or finding the 'right' buyer?"

Nathaniel leaned against the storage chest. "That's up to you, boss. But personally?" His grin widened. "I think we just secured our biggest scam yet."

Frost Eye chuckled. "And the best part? Elder Mirsha still thinks we're the good guys."

Brainless Girl smirked. "Then let's make sure she keeps thinking that. For now… let's sit on this dagger and see who's desperate enough to want it."

The three exchanged knowing looks—another perfect con was in motion.