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.

moment's hesitation

Tell me what

was a man of many means. Even before Aldred had come, he

much did he

The

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"G-good heavens!"

downright shock as he listened to

"That's absurd!" He yelled.

it was all real—everything I

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

kind of man is

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

him, however, that

told us to call him Yer. Even among the accomplished Adventurers, none

pulled at his beards a

His son wasn't wrong.

or have flashy titles and

strong or accomplished Adventurer, surely they would have heard of

whispered. "You did good by

was just one

matter of utmost pertinence that

how we consider our future

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

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

only thing it could do very subtly was reading how

"What was the Tier?"

question, Aldred Winsley had

the question, but rather he couldn't decide on how to

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

it didn't work, I

It has

highest Grade anyone could obtain on

raw materials or finished products, it

such a sophisticated item

our meeting, I tried to see what it picked

had never happened in the course of doing business. Aldred didn't know what it meant, so he just chalked

the other hand, had a different

just

older man's face scared Aldred