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.

took it without a moment's hesitation and sat opposite his

to me. Tell me what all

he had a faint inclination of what was going on in his

just how much did

The thing

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"G-good heavens!"

as he listened to his

"That's absurd!" He yelled.

so too. But it was all real—everything I

seemed like a made up story… that someone of such caliber would just walk into their place

kind of man is this masked

asked, desperately hoping he could use some of his connections to

look on Aldred's face told him,

us to call him Yer. Even among the accomplished Adventurers,

squinted his eyes and pulled at his beards

His son wasn't wrong.

name or have flashy titles and pseudonyms. This

an extremely strong or accomplished Adventurer, surely they

did good by bringing him

was just one more

was a matter of utmost pertinence that Blanc

how we consider our future

used your [Eye Of God], right? What was the Type of Skill

of the 4th Grade. It could detect a person's Stats to a limited degree, but not without the other party

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

"What was the Tier?"

this question, Aldred Winsley had

didn't understand the question, but

aside his indecision and just be as straightforward

it didn't work,

Item. It has to work!"

4 was the highest Grade anyone could obtain

products, it existed at the

such a sophisticated item be

know! But… after our meeting, I tried to see what it picked up, but it

know

other hand,

just

scared Aldred