"Anne! Is this Mister Mecklen?"
Anne hadn't yet figured out how to placate Charles when she heard an exceptionally gentle voice.
Two young officers approached side by side.
Both were in their late twenties, triumphant and vibrant.
One of the young officers was strikingly handsome, with golden short hair and emerald eyes, slightly effeminate, bearing a slight resemblance to Anne.
Having joined the Patrolling Army, Charles had to catch up on some military knowledge from the Old Continent and recognized the other's military rank on his epaulet, surprisingly a 24th Rank First-Level Warrant Officer.
The 24th Rank position, in the Empire, was deemed an insurmountable class that ordinary citizens could not achieve in their lifetime through regular promotions, even with faultlessness and additional commendations.
