". . . Kill myself?" Roni couldn't react for a moment. He was still processing what Ren had said to him. Was he telling him to waste his hard-earned ATP in exchange for an item?
Or was Ren simply pulling his leg because he wanted him to suffer an ATP reduction? It was possible since Ren was antagonistic towards him enough maybe to bluff him into his doom.
But Roni wouldn't fall for that. He wasn't an idiot and wasn't born yesterday not to know that Ren might be plotting against him.
"I don't believe you. And if I did, I won't do it. I didn't come here and grinded myself to death only to lose it all just because of a weapon that I wouldn't even wield."
"Believe it or not. Your choice." Ren shrugged. "However, if you lose the weapon, your friends will be really pissed. But if you're the one who acquired it . . ."
Ren leaned a little closer and whispered enticingly, "Imagine how much they'll owe you?"
