Araordinarily luxurious carriage passed by lightly, and the an instinctively wao avoid trouble.A soft "Hmm?" came from the carriage, and a gentle, elegant voice said, "Stop for a moment!"

  The an dared not be careless and hurriedly reined in the horses.

  A stately and noble dy stepped out of the carriage. She gazed at Yanmills' residence, and with a delicate hand in silk gloves, she gently squeezed, sending tless bck mists s into the sky, gathering to form a cssical oil painting.

  The dy zily said, "Send it to 25, Mignan Street."

  The cssical oil painting in the sky seemed as if it had been taken away and disappeared without a trace.

  The dy re-ehe carriage, gave a and, and the an flicked the reins, driving the carriage away.

  The city patrol guards, who withis se, did not dare to stop the dy, for they all saw the golden pheasant tail flower emblem on the carriage.

  It represented aence even their highest superiors dared not provoke.

  A seemingly endless corridor appeared in the sky, t over three meters tall, all crimson in color, holding a massive hammer, like a monstrous being without skin, and then disappeared as well.

  Suddenly, the real world returned. Charlot still felt somewhat unfamiliar, not daring to choose the front door. Instead, he smashed a window and rushed out of the mansion.

  From a distance, he saw several city patrol guards. Charlot did not want to get involved with the Yanmills family anymore and hurriedly walked off in the opposite dire.

  After walking around the streets for a while, Charlot heard the sound of a carriage rapidly approag from behind. A clear voice called out, "Mr. Meburg, please get in."

  Charlot hesitated for a moment but then got into the carriage.

  He saw the young dy, unharmed, and out of courtesy, asked, "Miss Annie Bretagne, were you harmed?"

  Annie Bretagill with lingering fear, replied, "I am fihanks to you breaking in and saving my life. Otherwise, I would have been trapped in the dimensional corridor created by the a painting that depicted the true form of the fn god of chaos."

  She stood and gave a noble curtsy, her face filled with gratitude toward Charlot.

  Charlot had killed Mr. Yanmills, but he had not saved this young dy. In fact, he himself had almost been trapped in the dimensional corridor. As for how the two of them mao get out, he had not seen the dy ad was still puzzled.

  Charlot khere was o expin and smiled, saying, "Every gentleman would do the same. I was simply in the right pce at the right time."

  Annie Bretagne looked at Charlot with eyes full of affe.

  She was a dy of high birth, surrounded by many talented young men, but in this moment, she felt none of them pared to Mr. Charlot Meburg, who could step forward at a critical moment, full of ce, yet afterward remained humble, never seeking praise, embodying true gentlemanly demeanor.

  Charlot hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Miss Annie Bretagne, if you're all right, I must take my leave. I only have one day off, and I nning to find a pear my new job."

  Annie Bretagne showed a hint of i and asked, "Mr. Meburg, are you being transferred for work?"

  Charlot smiled faintly and replied, "I was transferred from the tral Gover Office to Kilmainham Prison. The Alexander District where I currently live is quite far from there, so I pn to move to Picardy District."

  These matters reted to work were not something to hide, so Charlot spoke the truth.

  Although the position in the tral Gover Office sounded more dighan that of a prison clerk, being a first-css civil servant, the pay of thirty-seven-flor and one-level clerk was still far better than the forty-one-flor of a first-css civil servant.

  Charlot had no iion ing. Bragging about his civil servant rank to a young dy of high noble birth was not something doh ulterior motives.

  Annie Bretagne's gaze rippled with some excitement, and she said with a smile, "How tal. I have a retive in Picardy District who is selling a house."

  "I help you get a good price."

  Charlot felt a little embarrassed and replied, "My savings are not much; I probably only afford up to eighty écu."

  He was a first-css civil servant in the tral Gover Office, earning a weekly sary of one flor ay time. With a little extra ine, his annual sary wouldn't exceed one hundred flor. For a young person just starting in the workforce, being generous was rare, and saving three é a year was sidered managing well.

  If not for selling the multi-headed fil for seventy-five écu, Charlot wouldn't have even dared to think about buying his own home.

  Annie Bretagne's retive was undoubtedly a noble, and the house they were selling would certainly be extraordinary. Charlot did not believe he could afford it.

  He simply wao find a regur home, not a mansion.

  Charlot directly stated the price limit he could afford, hoping to politely refuse the young dy's kind offer.

  Annie Bretagne smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Meburg, please rest assured. That house is within your budget."

  She gave the an an o to Elysian Boulevard."

  The carriage began moving again.

  Charlot, with an attitude of not minding a simple look, thanked her.

  Charlot had never been to Elysian Boulevard, but he had an impression of it in his memory.

  Picardy District, like the Alexander District, was a ercial area—or, ih terms, an industrial district. The tter was known fe shopping malls and markets, and it was famous for its high-end er establishments. Picardy District, oher hand, was meared towards the on people, selling everyday goods.

  Elysian Boulevard was the most prosperous street in Picardy District, rich with ercial atmosphere, with many famous bakeries, pastry shops, cafés, and various general stores, spice shops, tailor shops, and even a market for people.

  It was said that long ago, Elysian Boulevard had been farmnd, ter incorporated into the city. Most of the ndowners received adequate pensation and bought es in the tryside, but a few old residents remained.

  For this reason, Elysian Boulevard was not favored by the nobility, who sidered its residents less pure. Almost no high-ranking nobles owned property there, as it was seen as l their status. Those shopping on Elysian Boulevard were either oners or servants of great he hemselves rarely appeared there.

  Because of its ercial atmosphere, Elysian Boulevard had attracted many merts to purchase property, though most of the real estate was for ercial use. Shops there were in high demand, but the housing market was rather sluggish.

  Charlot slightly opehe carriage's curtain. When he saw Elysian Boulevard, even with memories from two worlds, he could not help but excim in admiration.

  The street was 2,600 pimi ih by imperial measurement, roughly equivalent to just over three kilometers by Earth standards. Si was inally farmnd, it had been built very wide.