Taoles did not bring anyone over; she only brought a list.
Theoretically, Charles was supposed to take the list and requisition the staff from these departnts.
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After all, the Patrolling Army might be sent to the front lines, and nobody really wanted to join.
Charles just glanced at the list and then cast the matter out of his mind.
Taoles was full of curiosity toward Charles; she knew that this man was her cousin's subordinate, Anne's boyfriend, a humble little person, a social climber...
As for Charles's identity as a Transcendent and his recently brilliant military achievents, Taoles didn't care much. The Su i Family lacked neither High-Level Transcendents nor young geniuses.
If she weren't a girl and could receive her family's support, Taoles even had the confidence that she could advance to Interdiate rank at this age and perhaps reach the fringe of High-Level Transcendent in a few years.
Normally, among college students and young people who had just graduated a few years ago, Lower-Ranked Supernaturals were nurous. In contrast, those around thirty years old and above—approaching middle age —tended to have more Mid-Level Transcendents, and most High-Level Transcendents were usually in their forties or fifties.
All paths to Transcendence required ti to be honed, with only a rare few geniuses able to move faster, but such events were not within the calculations of ordinary people.
After sipping a little coffee, Taoles said, "There's another thing! We need to go to the Central Governnt Office to register the Knighthood."
Having spent two years at the Central Governnt Office, Charles knew their procedures and said, "Then we should leave now. If we wait any longer, I'm afraid they will have stopped working."
Taoles, holding her coffee, left the office with composure.
Watching Taoles board her carriage, Charles had no choice but to follow.
Taoles took over the small study inside the carriage, even pulling a book from the shelf to read leisurely. Charles, knowing his place, remained silent and only reported the address to Madam Nancy.
When the carriage arrived at the Central Governnt Office, the two disembarked and walked shoulder to shoulder into Charles's forr workplace. He felt quite sentintal and thought, "I hope I don't run into any acquaintances; it would be awkward to explain my current status as a thirty-fourth grade four Clerk Chief and also the leader of the Lucavaro District Patrolling Army."
But fate did not cater to his wishes. As soon as Charles entered the Central Governnt Office, he ran into a forr colleague, Mister Edgar, who was beaming as he walked out and almost brushed past him.
Charles stepped slightly to the side, intending to avoid him, but Edgar, with a sharp eye, recognized his forr colleague and called out, "Is that Mister cklen? I heard you went to prison. What a pity. Starting over there ans recalculating your promotion period. You missed this round of promotions."
After giving Charles a slight nod, Edgar turned to Taoles with a triumphant air and said, "Are you friends with Charles? He's a good man, just unlucky. Missing this promotion ans he has to wait another three years."
"I am a level two Clerk at the Central Governnt Office, and I might be promoted to level three soon."
Taoles was the Laurel Goddess from the University of Georgia, and rarely did graduates of her caliber work at the Central Governnt Office. Her beauty was beyond the aesthetic standards of this governnt departnt. Edgar was eager to ingratiate himself and even imagined a scenario where she would admire him, abandon Charles, and throw herself into his arms.
Having no other choice, Charles interrupted his peacock-like forr colleague, saying, "We're here to take care of so business, and if we don't hurry, everyone will be off for the break. You know as well as I do that the Central Governnt Office waits for no one."
The Central Governnt Office even has an old joke: frontline soldiers with orders in hand ca to request a shipnt of weapons, only to find the Central Governnt Office closed. An arrogant civil servant said, "Even war must not interfere with our knocking off work." He chased the frontline soldier out and leisurely went for afternoon tea.
The outco of the story was far from beautiful; that Imperial unit perished due to lack of supplies and lost the battlefront.
The arrogant civil servant was subsequently executed for dereliction of duty.
Yet, the story spread far and wide, and almost every civil servant in the Central Governnt Office had heard it, with nearly everyone repeating the saying, "Even war must not interfere with our knocking off work."
Edgar could only watch as the two left, but did not forget to call out loudly, "May I know the na of you, the beautiful lady?"
Taoles didn't look back at all. After walking a distance, she complained softly, "Doesn't your Central Governnt Office have any female staff? Why does he look like he's never seen a woman before?"
Charles laughed and said, "Of course he has not seen a girl as beautiful as you. Even I don't get to see one often."
Taoles flashed a mischievous smile and asked a soul-piercing question, "Who is more beautiful, or Anne?"
Without hesitation, Charles quickly countered, "There's a saying in the New Continent: In the eyes of a man deeply in love, no woman can compare to his beloved."
Taoles laughed and said, "How co I've never heard that saying before?"
Charles just shrugged his shoulders and did not explain; he had improvised the saying using Earth's wisdom.
Soon, the pair found the military knighthood departnt of the Central Governnt Office. Charles, returning to his previous workplace, moved through the familiar place. Seeing several dozen employees chatting and laughing as if about to knock off work, he hurriedly grabbed a rather silent middle-aged man, slipped him a Fu Er, and asked, "We are from the Lucavaro District Patrolling Army and we want to reorganize into the Free Knights Order, could you tell us how to proceed with the formalities?"
The silent middle-aged man pinched the Fu Er note in his hand, and said, "I'm able to process it, do you have any paperwork?"
Charles handed over the docunts brought by Taoles, the middle-aged man looked over them, and said, "I also need evidence of your identities and the Knighthood application form, which must clearly state the na of the Knighthood, its location, the jurisdiction it falls under..."
Charles answered each query, and when it ca to the na of the Knighthood, he didn't hesitate to say "Westwind Knights," given that Anne Brittany was the West Wind Goddess of the University of Georgia.
Though the forr Laurel Goddess was right beside him, if he dared to na it Laurel Knights, he might have to remain a single toad for life.
Taoles didn't object, and whispered into Charles's ear in a very soft voice, "You owe a favor."
Charles just shrugged his shoulders and acknowledged this debt of favor, recognizing that owing a favor to Miss Su i was an honor in itself.
When registering the Knighthood at the end, the middle-aged man seemingly casually asked, "Duration of registration?"
Charles's eyes instantly sparkled, and in his mind was only one thought: "This Fu Er is really well spent."
He lowered his voice and said faintly, "Nine nine nine!"
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