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 of a

I can't be certain.

telling as to the validity of a person's

person could fake their demeanors and personality, but

what do

the Black Marker should be—Aldred asked

Monster Core.

by the rich to

expect, they

Rey had in hand was one of the cheaper ones; with the carry limit

was still considerably expensive, considering

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

At least, number wise.

means I should look forward to the

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

Grade 6, Grade 5, and higher Grades very rare, but

was bulk

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

won't be convinced until I

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

was only humoring them

~WHUSH!~

flash, several sacs began to drop on

'E-eh…?'

had been staring at the masked seller's ring all

meant he wasn't bringing

from then… then

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

could have expected, filled his line

'C-could he be…?'

be exposed and

fact that no such thing was happening here only pointed

use

value of

"All done."

had dazed Aldred so much that he

"A-ahh… I see."

alone, there were

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

too

not sure of the Grade