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…'

signs of a

can't be certain. Not yet!' Aldred

to the validity of a person's true nature

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

do you

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

at least a thousand pieces of Monster Core. From the quality of Spatial

the rich

they were separated

one Rey had in hand was one of the cheaper ones;

expensive, considering how

much, then

At least, number wise.

look

the realm of Grade 6 or higher was preferred, but he couldn't imagine these cheapskates having such

very rare, but those

was bulk

show you…" As the seller spoke to Aldred, he wasn't

Big words! I won't be convinced until

his expert analysis obtained from his many years of experience in this business, he could already tell that these people couldn't be worth his

humoring them

~WHUSH!~

sacs began to

'E-eh…?'

masked seller's ring all this time, but never once did it

bringing these sacs

from then… then

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

could have expected, filled

'C-could he be…?'

had to be exposed and pointed at its target location before it could release

such thing was happening here only pointed at

use

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

"All done."

stopped coming. Their appearances had dazed Aldred so much

"A-ahh… I see."

alone, there were over forty full sacs in

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

too

not sure of the Grade of Monster