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

Tell me what all

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

how much did

father. The thing

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"G-good heavens!"

as he listened to his

"That's absurd!" He yelled.

it was all real—everything I told

story… that someone of such caliber would just walk

kind of man is this

him as?" Blanc asked, desperately hoping he could use some of his connections to

told him, however, that

Yer. Even among the

and pulled

His son wasn't wrong.

or have flashy titles and pseudonyms. This seems

was an extremely strong or accomplished Adventurer,

did good by bringing him to

just one

matter of utmost pertinence that Blanc had to

consider

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

God] was an Enchanted Item of the 4th Grade. It could detect a person's Stats to a limited degree, but

very subtly was reading how strong overall an individual

"What was the Tier?"

response to this question, Aldred Winsley had a

that he didn't understand the question, but rather he couldn't decide

his indecision

it didn't work, I

work? That's a Grade 4 Item. It has to work!" Blanc responded with a deep

was the highest Grade anyone could obtain on

finished products, it existed at the epitome of the current

such a sophisticated item

after our meeting, I tried to see what it picked up, but it

the course of doing business. Aldred didn't know what it

other hand, had a different

just

the older man's face scared Aldred a little, but he did his best