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

certain. Not

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

but they could never fake the value

dear seller… what do you have to

point—as business in the Black

be at least a thousand pieces of Monster Core. From the quality of Spatial Ring he has, I shouldn't expect anything more than two

the rich to carry money

they were

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

considering

this much, then it's not that big

At least, number wise.

should look

was preferred, but he couldn't imagine these cheapskates having such

rare, but those who

maximum was

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

words! I won't be convinced until I

this business, he could already tell that these people

humoring

~WHUSH!~

a flash, several sacs began

'E-eh…?'

masked seller's ring all

bringing these sacs from

from then…

still being brought forth began to spill on

he could have expected, filled his

'C-could he be…?'

a Spatial Ring had to be exposed and pointed at its target location before it

was happening here only

can use Spatial

then judging him based on the value of his ring

"All done."

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

"A-ahh… I see."

what he could count alone, there were

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

get too carried

not sure of the Grade of Monster