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

certain. Not yet!'

and most important telling as to the

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

dear seller… what do you have

in the Black Marker should be—Aldred

at least a thousand pieces of Monster Core. From the quality of Spatial Ring he has,

by the rich to carry

one would expect, they were separated

the cheaper ones;

considering how highly

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

At least, number wise.

look forward to the

higher was preferred, but he couldn't imagine

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

was

you…" As the seller spoke to Aldred, he wasn't at all

be convinced until

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

only humoring

~WHUSH!~

a flash, several sacs began to drop

'E-eh…?'

been staring at the masked seller's ring all this time,

wasn't bringing these sacs from the

from then… then

sacs that were still being brought forth began to spill on the floor in their

could have expected,

'C-could he be…?'

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

such thing was happening here only pointed at one

can use Spatial

based on the value of his

"All done."

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

"A-ahh… I see."

were over forty

at least three-hundred Monster

not get too

sure of the Grade of