chapter 114 birth of magic flame

Kaelith sat in the corner of a quiet inn, watching the chaos unfold in the forums.

Lysara was desperate—offering 50,000 credits per agility potion in bulk.

Her guild, Diamond Breeders, was humiliated. They had been played, and now they were scrambling to recover their losses.

Kaelith smirked. This was the perfect time to strike again.

But not as Kaelith.

– The Trickster Mask: A Masterful Disguise

Kaelith leaned back in his chair at Green Haven Inn, his fingers tapping idly on the wooden table.

The forum was exploding with activity.

Lysara's panic was clear. She had just made a public offer:

> [Lysara]: Buying Agility Potions in bulk. 50,000 credits each. Contact me ASAP.

Kaelith smirked.

"She's desperate. Good."

But he knew better than to approach her as Kaelith.

The Risk of Exposure

Diamond Breeders was not a simple guild. They had a vast network of scouts, spies, and enforcers monitoring all transactions.

If they found out he was the seller, they would hunt him down in-game.

They might even blacklist him, threaten his suppliers, or sabotage his future sales.

No, this had to be done carefully.

He needed a disguise.

And he had the perfect tool for it.

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The Trickster Mask – A Rare Artifact

Kaelith reached into his inventory and pulled out a small black mask with golden engravings swirling like chaotic flames.

> [Trickster Mask] (special Item)

Effect: Allows the user to change their appearance

Origin: A gift from the Goblin Prince, stolen from a Trickster God's shrine.

Kaelith's fingers tightened around the mask.

This wasn't just a disguise—it was a complete identity shift.

The mask's magic wouldn't just change his appearance but also alter his character information, preventing even high-level players from seeing his true name.

> [System Prompt: Activate Trickster Mask?]

Kaelith grinned as he mentally confirmed.

> [Trickster Mask Activated]

A dark mist erupted from the mask, wrapping around his body like flowing shadows.

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The Transformation Begins

Kaelith felt a strange pulling sensation as the magic took effect.

His skin tingled as the transformation started.

First, his hair changed. His usual dark hair turned a deep crimson, each strand flowing like embers in the wind.

Next, his eyes. His usual piercing gaze turned into golden irises, flickering like fire.

His face slightly reshaped—sharper cheekbones, a more refined jawline.

Even his height adjusted, making him slightly taller.

His armor shifted as well.

Gone was his regular adventurer gear—in its place was a sleek, high-collared black robe with intricate red flame patterns crawling along the sleeves.

A slight burning sensation spread across his fingertips as golden magical symbols appeared briefly on his palms before fading.

His status screen flickered, then updated:

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> [New Identity Created]

Character Name: Magic Flame

Guild: None

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Kaelith checked his reflection in a nearby windowpane.

A completely different person stared back.

Not Kaelith.

Not the scheming rogue.

But a mysterious and powerful pyromancer.

> "Perfect."

His real stats remained unchanged, but anyone who scanned him would see a fake class and fake name.

Not even Lysara or her guild's intelligence network could track him.

Final Touch – Changing His Voice

He spoke out loud, testing his voice.

"Hmm. Still the same."

The mask's magic wasn't complete yet.

He focused, adjusting the resonance of his voice with a small mental command.

His usual tone deepened slightly, now carrying an eerie, fiery undertone—like embers crackling in the wind.

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Step One Complete – The Birth of "Magic Flame"

Kaelith—now Magic Flame—cracked his knuckles.

With this disguise, he was ready to squeeze every last credit out of Diamond Breeders.

He opened the trading forums and typed his message.

> [Magic Flame]: I heard you're buying agility potions in bulk. I have 20. Name your price.

Now, the real game began.

Step Two – Setting the Bait

Kaelith—now Magic Flame—leaned back, waiting for a response.

Lysara's panic was evident on the forums.

Her public offer of 50,000 credits per potion had shaken the market.

Players were going crazy, discussing the insane price.

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[Forum Discussions]

> [Player1]: WTF?! 50K for one potion? Is she insane?

[Player2]: That's like 10 times the usual price!

[Player3]: Idiot. She has no choice. Someone just drained all the guilds of gold.

[Player4]: Who TF is the seller?! That guy just made a fortune.

[Player5]: I bet it's some rich player trying to exploit the market.

Kaelith chuckled.

Let them guess.

His true identity was hidden, and the guilds were bleeding.

Perfect.

Now, it was time to squeeze Diamond Breeders dry.

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The First Move – Direct Contact

Kaelith opened the forum's private messaging system and typed:

> [Magic Flame]: I heard you're buying agility potions. I have 20. Name your price.

He didn't offer first.

He didn't show desperation.

Let her make the first move.

Not even 30 seconds later, a reply came.

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Lysara's Response

> [Lysara]: 50,000 credits per potion. I need all 20. Can you deliver now?

Kaelith smirked.

Too eager.

Too desperate.

She had no leverage.

And he would make sure she knew it.

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The Counteroffer – Raising the Stakes

> [Magic Flame]: I just got another offer for 60K per potion. If you want them, make it 70K.

He bluffed.

There was no other buyer.

But she didn't know that.

Seconds passed.

Then—

> [Lysara]: 70K?! That's robbery!

[Magic Flame]: Then don't buy. Good luck finding another seller.

Silence.

Kaelith waited.

Then—

> [Lysara]: …Fine. 70K per potion.

[Magic Flame]: Smart choice.

Kaelith grinned.

He just increased his profit by 40%.

And she had no idea she was playing right into his hands.

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The Second Move – Control the Trade

> [Lysara]: Where do we trade?

[Magic Flame]: Not in town. Too risky. I choose the location.

He wouldn't let her control the deal.

If she sent spies or ambush teams, he'd be prepared.

> [Lysara]: Fine. Name the place.

[Magic Flame]: Green Haven Outskirts. 2nd watchtower ruin. Bring the money. No tricks.

[Lysara]: …Understood.

She had no choice but to follow.

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The Real Trap – Draining Their Credits

Kaelith leaned back, laughing.

Lysara thought she was just buying potions.

But this was more than a simple sale.

Diamond Breeders was about to suffer.

She had publicly offered 50K per potion.

Now, she was paying 70K.

What would her guild think?

Would they trust her decisions?

Would they blame her for wasting money?

Would they question her leadership?

Kaelith wasn't just robbing them.

He was planting a seed of chaos inside their ranks.

And when that seed bloomed, he would watch them fall apart.

Step Two was complete.

Now, it was time to finish the deal.