Gorgia University Black Moon Era Year 33 Fellowship

As a Chief Clerk, a Rank 37 employee of the Empire, Charlot Mecklenburg was considered to have entered the ranks of the Empire's powerful and influential, albeit the lowest tier.

At Kilmainham Prison, no one could give him orders or reprimand him for being late or leaving early, unless they were Menilman.

Charlotte walked out of Kilmainham Prison and was surprised to see a carriage. The carriage looked very familiar, and the small face peeking out from the window was even more familiar than the carriage itself.

Charlotte was slightly surprised and greeted her, "Miss Anne! What are you doing here?"

Anne Brittany's pretty face was full of smiles, and she said cheerfully, "I just happened to be passing by. Mr. Mecklen is getting off work so early today, do you have other plans?"

Anne Brittany's mood was slightly anxious. She had actually arrived quite early, but she didn't know how to find an excuse to enter the imperial prison; none of her family's relatives were inside.

Charlotte smiled slightly and said, "Just skipping work early, there's nothing I need to do today."

Anne Brittany immediately said, "I happen to have a private party and am missing a male companion. I wonder if Mr. Mecklen could help?"

Charlotte wasn't a fool; the excuse of "just happening to be passing by" was truly terrible.

Having lived in two worlds, this was the first time he had encountered something like this.

He was being pursued by a girl?!

And a standard "bai fu mei" (fair-skinned, rich, and beautiful).

From her appearance, figure, and temperament, to her knowledge, upbringing, and even family background, Anne Brittany was impeccable.

Between returning to Sheffield University and going on a date with Anne Brittany, Charlotte hesitated for a moment, then decisively made his choice and agreed, "It is a great honor to receive Miss Anne's invitation."

At the same time, he thought to himself, I need to put writing a letter to my brother on the agenda as soon as possible.

Charlotte took Anne's carriage and left Kilmainham Prison.

The private party Anne Brittany was going to attend was the Black Moon Era Year 33 Fellowship at Gorgia University.

This kind of social atmosphere was prevalent in almost every country on the Old Continent. Various small social groups were very popular. For lower-class people, there were knitting clubs and laundry clubs, whose main function was to find work. Slightly wealthier families would join reading clubs and cooking clubs to expand their social networks.

Small clubs like university fellowships were already extremely high-end social gatherings. After all, the Empire of Fars only had four universities, each of which was a blessed place, and every student was a chosen one, with excellent jobs and unlimited prospects after graduation.

The venue for this gathering was the home of a young lady named Belinda. She was Anne Brittany's university classmate. Their relationship was not bad, but not particularly close either. On other occasions, Anne would have refused such a gathering; she didn't like crowds.

This time, it was for Charlotte that she accepted the invitation. After all, asking a gentleman out alone required too much courage, and this kind of gathering seemed less abrupt.

Charlotte was worried about his "future." He neither wanted to be devoured by the labyrinth nor did he want to see Carnstein again, so he slowly circulated Bloody Glory in the carriage, maintaining his cultivation state. In the Bloody Vortex in his heart, several golden runes flickered faintly. Because of his two experiences facing the Blood Kindred Evil God Carnstein directly, his Blood Feast Meditation Technique had advanced by leaps and bounds and had already shown subtle results. When the carriage stopped, he opened his eyes and felt that his Bloody Glory had improved slightly again.

Anne had been observing Charlotte the whole way. She keenly sensed that he was in a state of cultivation, which made her both pleasantly surprised and somewhat admiring.

Many people stop exploring the Transcendent path after graduation, as this path is too difficult, but Charlotte still has the drive to work hard. His future achievements are bound to be limitless.

If he can become a High-Order Transcendent, between us...

Perhaps there will be more possibilities.

Thinking of this, Miss Anne's pretty face couldn't help but blush again.

Charlotte suddenly opened his eyes and saw Anne Brittany's face slightly flushed and radiant. His eyes lit up, but he wisely said nothing.

Anne was genuinely a little shy. She lowered her head slightly, letting Charlotte get out of the carriage first, and then extended her small hand for him to help her down.

A butler saw the two guests arrive and gestured with his hand, and servants helped them open the large door.

Although Belinda's father also worked for the Empire and had an honorary title, he could only be considered a minor noble and was completely incomparable to the Brittany Family.

Anne's arrival made the young lady extremely happy, and she personally came out to greet them. She was slightly surprised to see Anne arm in arm with Charlotte.

Anne was famous at school for being a cold beauty. She never dated any boys and never showed any warmth towards any opposite sex. This was the first time she had seen the young lady of the Brittany family being so intimate with a peer of the opposite sex.

Belinda used a small fan to cover half of her face, firstly to avoid showing any excessive expression that might displease Anne, and secondly to maintain her elegant demeanor. She chuckled softly, "Anne, everyone has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Would this gentleman care to introduce himself?"

Anne smiled demurely and said, "Mr. Charlot Mecklenburg, graduated from Sheffield University, currently working at Kilmainham Prison as a Chief Clerk." She then walked arm in arm with Belinda towards the living room.

In such public settings, it was necessary to clearly state one's identity and not be overly modest. However, it was clearly more appropriate for Anne to introduce him than for Charlotte to introduce himself.

When Charlotte introduced himself to Anne, he didn't emphasize his official position, but rather highlighted his status as a First-Order Transcendent to gain her trust. Now that the situation had changed, Anne adjusted the details of the introduction, omitting his status as a Transcendent and emphasizing his official position.

Belinda's pretty face changed slightly, and even the small fan in her hand couldn't hide her surprise. She quietly asked in return, "You are a Chief Clerk?"

If Charlotte had introduced himself as a Chief Clerk, Belinda would never have believed him and would have thought he was a swindler.

After graduating from university for two or three years, most people in the government were only First-Order Clerks. A few with strong family backgrounds might be promoted to Second-Order Clerks earlier. A Chief Clerk was truly astonishing; only those from major noble families could have such rapid promotion.

The difference between a First-Order Clerk and a Chief Clerk was not just ordinary. From Rank 41 to the highest Rank 37, there was also a rare transfer of position, representing at least ten years or more of promotion and tempering. Many civil servants might never be able to cross the threshold of this transfer in their entire lives.

This change in status was not just a salary increase of 3.6 times, but also a series of things like identity, status, treatment, benefits, and power.

Belinda's father's rank in the government's civil servant hierarchy was only two levels higher than Charlotte's.

Anne smiled sweetly and replied, "Yes, Mr. Mecklen recently purchased a house for less than two hundred Ecu."

Belinda could no longer question him. Being able to purchase a house worth two hundred Ecu meant that Charlotte's salary was definitely not that of a First-Order Clerk.

Charlotte sighed inwardly. He knew this was the Empire, filled with snobbery, class divisions, contempt, privilege, wealth, and corruption...

He still needed to adapt for a while.