An Extra’s POV

Within a finely furnished office located in an unknown place, a man stood close to the windows, ignoring the fine chair and exquisite desk behind him.

The blond hair on his head was a lot longer than a man's, but a tad bit shorter than a woman's. He had a few wrinkles covering his face, displaying his age, and a short beard that was finely trimmed.

His outfit was also reminiscent of the room—grandiose and expensive-looking.

He was watching the events of the marketplace—the Black Market—and a smile was on his face.

As one of the six members of the Obsidian Council, it pleased him to see the community thriving.

As he smiled and sipped his wine, his moment of reminiscing was cut short by a knock on the door.

The man's green eyes darted to the door, and his curled up lips slowly fell.

"Come in."

The door slowly opened, and a man dressed in an expensive waistcoat, as well as an overall formal entire walked in.

He looked young—perhaps in his early thirties—but the experienced look in his eyes did not belong to a youth.

He was Aldred Winsley, one of the many Brokers of the KariBlanc Group.

"Lord Blanc, I have reports for you."

Blanc was his code name in the Obsidian Council. Each of the six had their pseudonyms, yet his managed to be the opposite color to what their entire group was named after.

"It's fine, boy. There's no need to call me that here. Just address me normally…"

Sure, the man who entered was younger than this Lord Blanc, but it wasn't enough to be called a boy.

Still, he nodded in understanding.

As this man slowly turned to Aldred, he could see him deactivate his Identity Concealment Item.

Soon, Aldred's appearance transformed into a younger version of Blanc.

"I understand… father."

The Aldred from before was now replaced by a boy who was barely twenty.

"Hehe… that's much better."

Blanc chuckled as he sat on his very comfortable chair and offered Aldred the same courtesy.

a moment's hesitation and sat opposite his

talk to me. Tell me what

a man of many means. Even before Aldred had come, he had a faint inclination of what was going

how much did he

The thing

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"G-good heavens!"

face contorted in downright shock as he

"That's absurd!" He yelled.

too. But it was all real—everything I

of such caliber would

man

Anything to identify him as?" Blanc asked, desperately hoping he could use

look on Aldred's face told him, however, that

Yer. Even among

his eyes and pulled at his beards

His son wasn't wrong.

or have flashy titles and pseudonyms. This seems

or accomplished Adventurer, surely they

a mysterious fellow…" Blanc whispered. "You did good by bringing him

just one more

was a matter of utmost pertinence that Blanc

consider our future with

Of God], right? What was the Type

a person's Stats to a limited degree, but

only thing it could do very subtly was reading how strong overall an individual was by measuring their

"What was the Tier?"

Aldred Winsley

understand the question, but rather he couldn't decide

he decided to throw aside his indecision and just be as straightforward

didn't work, I

4 Item. It

highest Grade anyone

materials or finished products, it existed at the epitome of the

would such a sophisticated item be

to see what it picked up, but it was only telling

happened in the course of doing business. Aldred didn't know what it meant, so he just

the other hand, had

you just

look of horror on the older man's face scared Aldred a little, but he