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…'

the signs

I can't be certain. Not yet!' Aldred smiled

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

but they could never

seller… what do

business in the Black Marker

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

used by the rich to

would expect, they were separated

one of the cheaper ones; with the carry limit

considerably expensive, considering

they only brought this much, then it's not that big of a

At least, number wise.

should look

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

Grades very rare, but those who had access to them only

was bulk

my time. I suppose I'll show you…" As

words! I won't be

years of experience in this

was only humoring them

~WHUSH!~

began

'E-eh…?'

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

bringing these

not from then…

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

he could have expected, filled

'C-could he be…?'

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

thing was happening here only pointed at one

use Spatial

the value of his ring was the most unwise

"All done."

this point, more sacs had stopped coming. Their appearances had dazed Aldred so much that he

"A-ahh… I see."

he could count alone, there were over forty full sacs in front of

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

too

the Grade of Monster Core