An Extra’s POV

Aldred Winsley was a broker for the KariBlanc Group—one of the leading commercial establishments in the Capital's Black Market.

As a sharp and handsome man in his early thirties, he had supervised and personally handled a lot of deals that went down in KariBlanc's businesses.

As a result, he had a good feel for sales and contracts, as well as how to gain the most benefit for his employers.

That was precisely why he was surprised when he stepped into the reception to meet the seller he was informed of.

'Who are these people…?'

From what he could see, they were not very impressive.

The one who was supposed to be the guard had a very lackluster posture—as if he was exhausted after a long walk.

His poor stance was unfitting for a guard. If an enemy struck surprisingly, he wouldn't be able to protect his employer properly.

But even his employer was just as unimpressive.

'He's dressed pretty cheaply. His sitting posture is also very crude…'

As Aldred Winsley approached the two, he kept up his cautious gaze.

'From what I can see, they're not special at all. But…' He narrowed his eyes as he took his seat.

'… Sometimes, what is on the surface could be deceiving.'

Aldred was curious.

'Are they frauds, or are they the real deal? Let's find out.'

"Greetings, customers. Or should I call you sellers? My name is Aldred Winsley, but you can call me Aldred." He said with a broad smile

As a professional, he had to be polite to the ones he addressed.

"Call us whatever you like, Mr. Winsley."

Upon hearing that, Aldred shook a little on his seat.

'This guy…' He tried his best not to stare hard at the man who sat opposite him, but it was difficult not to do so.

Not only had he refused to be placed under a stereotype such as 'customer' or 'seller', but he had also refused Aldred's attempt at friendliness.

'He's choosing to remain formal. He also disregards my suggestions while maintaining his ideals…'

weren't the signs

I can't be certain.

as to the validity

and personality, but they could never fake

seller… what do you

in the Black Marker should be—Aldred asked

pieces of Monster Core. From the quality of Spatial Ring he has, I shouldn't expect anything more

were used by the

would expect, they were

Rey had in hand was one of the cheaper ones;

considerably expensive, considering how highly valued

this much, then

At least, number wise.

I should look forward to

was preferred, but

were Grade 6, Grade 5, and higher Grades very rare,

maximum was

my time. I suppose I'll show you…" As the

be convinced

of experience in this business, he could already tell that these people couldn't be worth his

humoring them by

~WHUSH!~

several sacs began to drop on the

'E-eh…?'

ring all

bringing these

from then…

numerous sacs that were still being brought forth began to spill on the floor

more than he could have expected,

'C-could he be…?'

knew that a Spatial Ring had to be exposed and pointed at its target location before it could

such thing was happening

use Spatial

based on the value of his ring

"All done."

coming. Their appearances had dazed Aldred so much that he

"A-ahh… I see."

alone, there were over forty full sacs in

kind that could contain at least three-hundred Monster Cores—of

not get too

still not sure of the Grade of Monster Core he