Charlotte quietly hid in a corner, listening to the people in the room talk grandly. Nearly everyone was deliberately or casually showing off their status, so he quickly realized that everyone in this room outranked him.
For Charlotte to have risen to a first-rank, twenty-ninth-grade Administrator Chief within two or three years of graduation already made him an exceptionally talented young man, but that position was still considered bottom-tier in this room.
Charlotte silently listened as the people in the room put on airs, bragged, and kept blabbering on...
He did not know whether anyone had passed news of his arrival to Archpriest Augsladin, but he was patient. After all, many things in this world simply could not be pushed forward by human effort. As a tiny human being, he should know when to worry and when to let himself off the hook.
He had no qualifications whatsoever to interfere in what Archpriest Augsladin was plotting. He only needed to obediently go with the flow.
Charlotte silently circulated Bloody Glory. Perhaps the Minister of Foreign Affairs's residence had an especially suitable atmosphere, but his cultivation seemed divinely aided, progressing two or three tenths faster than usual.
Charlotte had just circulated all seven Bloody Vortexes halfway when he heard someone call loudly, "Lucavaro District City Patrol Commander, West Wind Knight Regiment Commander, Lucavaro District Political Affairs Bureau Director, first-rank, twenty-ninth-grade Administrator Chief Charlotte Mecklen, please come with me."
Under the gazes of everyone in the room, Charlotte left the waiting room and followed a servant through countless twists and turns until they reached a very quiet reception room.
He saw a young official, around twenty-eight or twenty-nine, dressed with great refinement and holding a cup of coffee, apparently stealing a moment of leisure amid his work. Judging by age alone, Charlotte