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

I can't be certain. Not

most important telling as to the validity of

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

dear seller… what do

in the Black Marker

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

were used by the rich to carry money or

they were separated into many

in hand was one of the cheaper ones; with

still considerably expensive, considering how highly

then it's not that big

At least, number wise.

I should look forward to the

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

very rare, but those who had access to them only

was bulk

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

Big words! I won't be convinced until I see the

obtained from his many years of experience in this business, he

humoring

~WHUSH!~

sacs began to drop on

'E-eh…?'

the masked seller's ring all this time,

wasn't bringing these sacs

not from

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

more than he could have

'C-could he be…?'

be exposed and pointed at its target location

fact that no such thing was happening here only pointed at

use

case, then judging him based on the value of his ring was the most unwise thing he

"All done."

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

"A-ahh… I see."

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

at least three-hundred

get too carried away

the Grade of