An Extra’s POV

The KariBlanc Group's Central Building was a three-story building.

Its Ground Floor was used for commerce. Its First Floor was used for brokerage and special transactions—as well as the storage of regular Items.

As for the Second Floor… It was used for three major purposes.

One was to store the best of products. The second was adding the finishing touches for these products.

And as for the last reason, it lay behind the door that Aldred was about to open.

The Manufacturing stations existed in the bulkier half of the building that served as an extension to the back.

Since the building had a lot of space—especially behind it, it sssnt surprising that manufacturing occurred there.

That place was also off-limits to those without access, but compared to that, this place was the real deal.

The Holy of Holies.

'I haven't taken permission from father to do this, but…'

Aldred knew what his father would say in this situation

Right now, there was no room for hesitation.

"Right this way, Sir Ralyks."

Despite what he would have normally done, Aldred allowed the man to enter first, before finally proceeding behind him.

As the door creaked and closed behind them, yet another tension filled the air.

Though, no one could tell where it came from.

*******

The room that the two men entered was completely dark, save for one source of light that glowed even in such deep darkness.

Both of the men walked to the source of light, as if attracted to it for some reason.

"This is the Enchanted Tracker. It's imbued with the best kind of Tracking Magic."

Aldred knew this thing was incredibly powerful—with a failure rate of 0 percent.

Tracking Magic was very difficult to use, and it required a lot of Mana to pull off.

Naturally, the first criteria also applied to this gleaming orb. However, the initial problem—the difficulty of Tracking Magic—had completely been solved.

have to do now is track your

mumbles from the man in the mask, but he couldn't

straining his ears, he

this Item to track down the

dangerous tone suddenly echoed in

as he watched Raklys take a few steps forward to

not like we ever do it without permission. That'll

you really care about all that when it comes to business within the Black

was very helpless in the presence of Ralyks'

them was the non-use of Tracking Magic

and even then, none of the customers

lounges on the First Floor until the job was

Aldred seemed Ralyks to be a

dangerous

Tracking Magic, the item that is being tracked will react to the influx of energy

user of their Enchanted Item would find it

for them to figure out that

turn

terrible business move to keep track of all Items, even if they were fine with

to explain all of these to Raklys, since he knew the man

Still, he did anyway.

understand. Alright then… find my

was, the user existed there was well. Aldred

then. Let us

a piece of paper, seemingly out

was a receipt of purchase—one that was kept for purposes

had to keep it

"Here I go, Sir."

glowing orb, and all of a

as bright as the sun at some point, filling the entire

~VWUUUM~

sounds as the energy that swelled within it began

vortex of wind formed around it, causing

remained in their positions, though. This was merely a process, and then

a few more seconds of

~BZZTZZ!~

small glitchy sound echoed within the room, and an overhead

[Registered Item Located]

has been located. Coordinates will be

[Tap For More]

silence in the room, but Aldred proceeded to tap the panel, and it

lay in sight—almost like a one would see in a map displayed