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

be certain.

to the validity of a person's

fake their demeanors and personality, but

do you

to the point—as business in the Black Marker should be—Aldred

least a thousand pieces of Monster Core. From the quality

Rings were used by the rich to carry money

they were separated into many

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

expensive, considering

then

At least, number wise.

should look forward to

the realm of Grade 6 or higher was preferred, but he

Grade 6, Grade 5, and higher Grades very rare, but those who had access to them only did so

maximum was bulk

suppose I'll show you…" As

words! I won't be convinced

of experience in this business, he could already

humoring them

~WHUSH!~

sacs began to drop on

'E-eh…?'

been staring at the masked seller's ring all this time, but never once did it

he wasn't bringing these sacs from the

from

he could think about that, the numerous sacs that were still being brought forth began to spill

could

'C-could he be…?'

exposed and pointed at its target location before it could release

no such thing was happening here only pointed at

can use

him based on the value of his ring was the

"All done."

stopped coming. Their appearances had dazed Aldred so much that he didn't notice when the whole

"A-ahh… I see."

he could count alone, there were over forty full

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

too

not sure of the Grade of Monster Core he was