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

can't be certain.

and most important telling as to the validity of a person's true nature was their

person could fake their demeanors and personality, but they

seller… what do you

business in the Black Marker

see. This is wholesale, so it should be at least a thousand pieces of Monster Core. From the

the rich to carry money or

they

of the

considerably expensive, considering how highly valued Spatial

brought this much, then it's not that

At least, number wise.

look forward to

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

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

was

time. I suppose I'll show you…" As the seller spoke to

won't be convinced

obtained from his many years of experience in this business, he could already tell that these

was only humoring

~WHUSH!~

a flash, several sacs began to drop on the

'E-eh…?'

masked seller's ring

wasn't bringing

not from then…

sacs that were still being brought forth began

more than he could

'C-could he be…?'

Spatial Ring had to be exposed and pointed at

such thing was happening here only

can use

that was the case, then judging him based on the value of his ring was

"All done."

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

"A-ahh… I see."

were over forty full

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

get too carried away

of the Grade