Heading to Tingen University

Dunn quickly wrote a letter of introduction for Lynch and stamped it with the official seal before handing it over, telling him to take it to the president of Tingen University, who would introduce him to a suitable tutor for assistance.

Lynch thanked Dunn with great excitement and walked out with the letter in hand.

He did not wait for Klein.

Since Klein was on break, he would surely head home if he wanted to attend the Tarot Club.

It was only nine in the morning, so as long as he made it home by three in the afternoon, he shouldn't miss it.

"Lynch, remember to tell me how it goes!"

Rozanne hurriedly chased after him and said excitedly just before Lynch stepped out the door.

Lynch gave her a "no problem" gesture and headed to the street to find a public horse-drawn carriage, taking it toward Tingen University.

Another four pence spent.

Lynch sighed in heartache.

He knew this expense couldn't be avoided; he couldn't very well arrive at Tingen University drenched in sweat, or they might not even let him through the gate!

Upon arriving at Tingen University, Lynch showed the letter of introduction to the guard and asked for the president's office before walking briskly toward it.

The temperature had risen by now, and Lynch felt his full suit starting to become uncomfortable.

He really wished he could wander around in short sleeves; that would certainly feel much better.

Unfortunately, everyone at Tingen University was dressed quite appropriately, and he didn't know if he would be kicked out if he were dressed unsuitably.

Lynch thought of that scene and immediately shook his head with a laugh.

Following the long street lined with greenery, Lynch finally arrived near the office building.

Perhaps the guard had already reported his arrival, as the president of Tingen University was already in her office.

She was a woman with deep-set features; her temples were already gray, but she held herself upright, looking spirited in every movement.

Lynch knew she was a difficult woman to deal with after just one glance.

Sure enough, upon seeing Lynch, the woman spoke in a strictly professional tone:

"Even if Mr. Smith has put in a word, Tingen University does not allow students to enter directly. You must pass our entrance examination before we can admit you. I will introduce you to a tutor and make this matter clear to them as well."

After the woman finished speaking, she gestured for Lynch to wait to the side, her expression remaining stern, which left Lynch feeling incredibly awkward.

He felt like a connection-seeker who had failed to pull strings.

But the key was that he only really wanted some information and had no intention of pulling strings at all.

He wanted to explain, but seeing that the woman had no desire to converse, he ultimately chose to keep his mouth shut.

It didn't matter; he wouldn't have any dealings with this woman in the future anyway, and today was likely their last meeting.

"Ma'am, I would like to ask, what am I supposed to be waiting for here?"

Once Lynch had made up his mind, his tone toward the woman became indifferent.

Since it didn't matter, respect was neither here nor there; in any case, he felt he hadn't been respected himself.

"I seem to sense your dissatisfaction with me."

The woman raised an eyebrow, not answering Lynch's question first, but instead posing one of her own.

"Ma'am, your intuition is correct, but I think out of courtesy, you should answer my question first before asking yours."

"The question of a laborer?"

Why was there such discrimination?

"Without us laborers, I don't think you could be so high and mighty, Ma'am. Having received a higher education only means you have a high IQ and the wealth to match, not that it gives you a reason to look down on people here. All men are created equal; there is no difference between you and me in terms of character!"

Lynch's expression was serious.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then said slowly, "Roselle was right, all men are created equal. It seems it really is famous, for even you to remember it."

Lynch: ...

What was this woman saying?

And Roselle, he had said everything there was to say; what were the rest of the transmigrators supposed to say?

He felt immense contempt for Roselle in his heart, but his expression didn't change much as he looked at the woman before him and said coldly, "I respect your status and your intelligence, but I cannot respect your mindset. Therefore, I am giving up on entering Tingen University, even if it is a great opportunity!"

After he finished speaking, he put on his silk top hat and turned to walk away.

In any case, he could become a Beyonder; it didn't matter whether he entered Tingen University or not.

He didn't believe that once he became a Beyonder, Dunn could kick him out of the Nighthawks squad in five years!

Aside from the blow to his pride, there was no problem at all.

But just as he was about to step out the door, the woman behind him spoke again.

"Apologies, I still do not agree with your and Roselle's thoughts on equality, but I apologize for previously viewing you as someone who uses influence to pressure others."

Lynch stopped in his tracks.

The other party continued, "I thought you had Mr. Smith write that letter of introduction to force me to accept you, but thinking about it, someone capable of saying such things shouldn't be that kind of person. Tingen University hopes you will come, and I do too."

The lady stood up and walked toward Lynch, extending her well-maintained right hand.

Lynch suddenly felt that by comparison, he looked like an unreasonable troublemaker.

However...

He still reached out and shook her hand.

"Shaking your hand doesn't mean I agree with your ideas; it only means I acknowledge Tingen University."

Lynch quickly added, fearing that this lady might think he would abandon his dignity just to attend university.

"Yes, what a stubborn little fellow."

The lady shook her head with amusement and finally answered Lynch's initial question.

"I am waiting for a tutor here. I have already notified him to come over as soon as possible. He will tell you what books you need to buy, the enrollment schedule for Tingen University, and the admission rules. In the future, you can contact him privately for anything you need."

Oh, I see, she was waiting for a tutor!

Lynch had actually thought this lady was just teasing him earlier!

He gave a sheepish smile, didn't bother to explain his previous thoughts, and quickly sat back down, trying his best to appear natural and not awkward.

On the contrary, the other person in the office didn't share Lynch's thoughts at all; instead, she enthusiastically began discussing with Lynch why all men are born equal, yet in this world, some are born to starve while others are born with everything.

Just like Roselle, who said those words—he was born a minor noble, so why weren't the servants who took care of him his equals?

Lynch could only emphasize to her that it was about personality, not status.

But the lady asked him to talk about the use of personality.

Lynch was now extremely grateful that this phrase had been said by Roselle first in this world; otherwise, this lady might have truly argued him into a corner where he had nothing left to say.

After all, people in this world really didn't understand what use there was in bringing up something as ethereal as personality being equal.

Would others pay attention to you?

After saying this, would the nobles split their assets with you?

Fortunately, the tutor finally arrived, otherwise, Lynch suspected he would have been rendered speechless by this lady today.