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…'

the signs

I can't be certain. Not yet!'

the validity of a person's true nature

their demeanors and personality, but they could never fake the value

what do you have to

business in the Black Marker should be—Aldred asked his

Core.

by the

one would expect, they

in hand was one of the cheaper ones; with the carry limit being very

considerably expensive, considering how highly

this much, then it's

At least, number wise.

I should look forward to

was preferred, but he couldn't

were Grade 6, Grade 5, and higher Grades very rare, but those who had access

maximum was

you look worthy of my time. I suppose I'll show you…" As the seller spoke to Aldred, he

I won't be convinced

this business, he could already tell

humoring them

~WHUSH!~

a flash, several sacs began

'E-eh…?'

the masked seller's ring all

wasn't bringing these

not from

could think about that, the numerous sacs that were still being brought forth began to spill on the floor in their

than he could have expected, filled his line of

'C-could he be…?'

be exposed and pointed at its target location before it

that no such thing was happening here only pointed

use Spatial

based on the value of his ring was the most unwise thing he could

"All done."

had stopped coming. Their appearances had dazed Aldred so much that he

"A-ahh… I see."

he could count alone, there were

least three-hundred Monster Cores—of course, accounting for

too

Grade of Monster Core he was

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