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

be certain. Not yet!' Aldred smiled

the validity

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

what do you

to the point—as business in the Black Marker should be—Aldred

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

by the rich to carry money or

one would expect, they were separated into

was one of the cheaper ones; with the carry limit

considerably expensive, considering how

only brought this much, then it's

At least, number wise.

I should look forward

higher was preferred, but he couldn't imagine these cheapskates

were Grade 6, Grade 5, and higher Grades very rare, but those who had access to them only did

was

suppose I'll show you…" As the seller

words! I won't be

many years of experience in this business, he

humoring

~WHUSH!~

sacs began to drop on the

'E-eh…?'

ring all this time, but never once

bringing these sacs from

not from then… then

were still being brought

more than he could

'C-could he be…?'

Ring had to be exposed and pointed at its target location

no such thing was happening

can use Spatial

value of his

"All done."

had dazed Aldred so much that he didn't notice when the whole

"A-ahh… I see."

alone, there were over

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

get too carried

Grade of Monster Core he was being