"You said the invitations have gone out?"

"Yes, Director."

"To our friend in Korea too?"

"It will have, most likely."

"Ohh~ Has it?"

Munich. The investment headquarters office of Eisenberg Global Capital.

Today Johanna had come in to work wearing blue frames.

Behind the lenses her brown eyes shone with unusual interest.

Bear!

Isabella called the Korean by that name.

Johanna was personally very curious about the man.

Since he first showed himself in the pound market, her unseen war of nerves with Isabella has not let up.

Nobody else can see it.

From the outside it looked as though nothing were happening.

But between London and Munich, thousands of kilometers apart, the fight goes on day after day even now, each side forever testing the other's moves.

At the center of that battlefield stands a twenty-year-old Korean man.

Johanna slowly pushed her frames up.

"This should be fun."

She might get to see him in person. The man Isabella had tried so hard to hide, keeping him out of view.

"Will he come?"

"Won't he? Men that age are at the peak of their curiosity."

"……." Stefan knew the nature of the gathering well and said nothing more.

Johanna gave a light smile.

"He doesn't know, does he?"

"Know what?"

"How special the invitation he received is."

From habit Johanna kept pushing her blue frames up with a fingertip.

"Of all the Atlas black cards issued worldwide, the top group with special invitation standing is limited to just two hundred."

That was right. Not every Atlas black card was the same level.

Holders of the Atlas black card worldwide come to about a hundred thousand.

Of them, the top tier — chosen by an exacting review of assets, influence and even the scale of a holder's dealings — is just two hundred people.

In a word, it is not a card you get because your assets are large.

A new member can come in only when a seat among the existing members falls empty.

New issue is restricted until an existing holder dies or loses his standing.

The Korean…