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.

it without a moment's

to me. Tell me what all this

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

just how much

father. The

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"G-good heavens!"

face contorted in downright shock as he listened to his son

"That's absurd!" He yelled.

thought so too. But it was

that someone of such caliber would just walk into their place of business like

man is this masked

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

look on Aldred's face told him, however, that it wouldn't be

him Yer. Even among

his eyes and pulled at

His son wasn't wrong.

real name or have flashy titles and pseudonyms.

was an extremely strong or accomplished Adventurer, surely they would have heard of him by

fellow…" Blanc whispered. "You did

just one

matter of utmost pertinence that

we consider our future

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

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

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

"What was the Tier?"

this question, Aldred Winsley had a

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

he decided to throw aside his indecision and just be as

it didn't work, I

4 Item. It has to work!" Blanc responded with a

Grade anyone could obtain on

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

such a sophisticated

what

didn't know what it meant, so he just chalked it down to a

on the other hand, had

you just say…

on the older man's face scared Aldred a little,