The First Magic World War

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 departments.

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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 achievements, Taoles didn't care much. The Su Mei 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 Intermediate 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 numerous. 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 time 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 Government Office to register the Knighthood."

Having spent two years at the Central Government 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 Government Office, the two disembarked and walked shoulder to shoulder into Charles's former workplace. He felt quite sentimental 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 Government Office, he ran into a former 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 former colleague and called out, "Is that Mister Mecklen? I heard you went to prison. What a pity. Starting over there means 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 means he has to wait another three years."

"I am a level two Clerk at the Central Government 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 Government Office. Her beauty was beyond the aesthetic standards of this government department. 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 former colleague, saying, "We're here to take care of some business, and if we don't hurry, everyone will be off for the break. You know as well as I do that the Central Government Office waits for no one."

The Central Government Office even has an old joke: frontline soldiers with orders in hand came to request a shipment of weapons, only to find the Central Government 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 outcome 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 Government Office had heard it, with nearly everyone repeating the saying, "Even war must not interfere with our knocking off work."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Edgar could only watch as the two left, but did not forget to call out loudly, "May I know the name of you, the beautiful lady?"

Taoles didn't look back at all. After walking a distance, she complained softly, "Doesn't your Central Government 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, me 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 come 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 department of the Central Government 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 documents 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 name of the Knighthood, its location, the jurisdiction it falls under..."

Charles answered each query, and when it came to the name 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 former Laurel Goddess was right beside him, if he dared to name 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 me a favor."

Charles just shrugged his shoulders and acknowledged this debt of favor, recognizing that owing a favor to Miss Su Mei 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!"