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

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The thing

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"G-good heavens!"

face contorted in downright shock as he listened to his son

"That's absurd!" He yelled.

I thought so too. But it was all

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

of man is this

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

him, however, that it

him Yer. Even among the accomplished

and pulled at his beards

His son wasn't wrong.

or have flashy titles

accomplished Adventurer, surely they would have heard of him

Blanc whispered. "You did good by bringing

was just one more

was a matter of utmost pertinence that Blanc had

consider our future with

Of God], right? What was

detect a

thing it could do very subtly was reading

"What was the Tier?"

response to this question, Aldred

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

gulped, he decided to throw aside his indecision and just

it didn't work, I

4 Item. It has

anyone could obtain

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

would such a

I tried to see what it picked up, but it was only telling me

know

other hand, had a

just

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