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

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

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

but

dear seller… what do

the Black

is wholesale, so it should be at least a thousand pieces of Monster Core. From the quality of Spatial Ring he has,

the rich to carry money

one would expect, they were separated into

of the cheaper ones; with the carry

was still considerably expensive, considering

brought this much, then it's not

At least, number wise.

look forward to

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

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

maximum was bulk

you look worthy of my time. I suppose I'll show you…" As the seller spoke to

be convinced

in this

humoring them

~WHUSH!~

flash, several sacs began to drop on

'E-eh…?'

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

wasn't bringing these sacs

from then… then

that were still being brought forth began to spill

could have expected, filled his line of

'C-could he be…?'

to be exposed and pointed at its

was happening here only pointed at one

can use Spatial

then judging him based on the value of his

"All done."

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

"A-ahh… I see."

count alone, there were over forty

kind that could contain at least three-hundred Monster Cores—of course, accounting for size and

too carried

not sure of the Grade of Monster Core he was being