To say nothing of the spectacle itself, it really did leave White Butcher stunned for a moment.
But he quickly recovered, realizing that Charlie had come to terms with reality.
As the son of the Empire's Fleet Admiral, Charlie was a top-tier second-generation official even in the Barton Empire. Yet he had knelt without the slightest hesitation, cast aside his dignity just as readily, and was even willing to abandon his surname, turning around and declaring that he would sever ties with his former family once and for all.
That decisiveness, along with his ability to follow through, genuinely made White Butcher look at him in a new light to some extent.
Before White Butcher could say anything, Charlie, who had already organized his thoughts before coming over, took the initiative to sell himself.
"I consider myself fairly capable. I also have quite a bit of experience commanding fleets in battle. Besides that, I can provide even more intelligence regarding the Barton Empire..."
Listening to Charlie's self-promotion, White Butcher remained completely composed throughout.
As far as intelligence was concerned, he already had Harar.
Harar, who had been the Governor of the North Sea during his lifetime, possessed no less intelligence than Charlie, this second-generation official—in fact, he probably had more.
From that perspective, White Butcher no longer needed Charlie.
As for Charlie's abilities...
"I'll be frank. I may understand your abilities better than you understand them yourself. They haven't reached the point where we would be willing to take risks for them. I believe you understand what I mean."
White Butcher's words were not false in the slightest.
After all, he had personally checked Charlie's status panel. From the man's talents to his Five-dimensional attributes, he still remembered every detail clearly.
With Dual Three-star Intelligence and Command, Charlie was already