"——There is no way to continue to provide that kind of talisman to you for the time being."
Zheng Qing shook his head apologetically.
It was time for him to sell his core abilities for hundreds of jade coins. The complicated work of the Fringe Academy and relevant departments also made him not have time to participate in such small things. He took a step back and even if he was willing to squeeze out some time to make a few talisman bullets for the Three-Fork Sword, the Three-Fork Sword was not qualified to accept it.
After all, those talismans involved forbidden spells. When Zheng Qing's identity was blurred in the past, the relevant departments might be able to turn a blind eye. But now, Zheng Qing is already one of the heads of the relevant departments. As a regular organization of the alliance, the Sanbu Sword cannot take the lead in violating the underlying tacit understanding and rules of the alliance's operation.
"—If you can get approval from the relevant departments, you can talk about it again."
After Zheng Qing politely refused, he added: "Of course, because I cannot continue to fulfill the contract. If I cause any losses to the Three-fork Sword, I am willing to bear the full amount..."
It is impossible to bear responsibility.
Even if he is willing to give it, the Three-Chain Sword will not be able to accept it. Even if the Three-Chain Sword is willing to accept it, the school and other legends will be unhappy.
But this attitude must be.
Sure enough, after hearing Zheng Qing's apology, Andrew's fat face turned pale: "No, no, just kidding... I mean, if you can continue to provide that kind of talisman, it is naturally the best. If you can't provide it, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"
Zheng Qing sighed slightly in his heart.
This is probably the biggest reality in the wizard world - when you become a legend, or have the status of a legend, and gain greater freedom, you will also lose a lot of freedom, such as equal freedom with the "dust".
For low-level wizards, legends are best not to do anything.
Just like the story of white paper and ants that Zheng Qing once saw in Lao Yao's magic philosophy class, any action of legends interfering with this world will cause harm to this world - whether it is good or malicious - so it is best for them to do nothing, just like a mountain, sitting there quietly.
Even the world of Baiding and others follows similar rules - the holy emperor ruled with pride, and the world could be peaceful - in the words of the Taoist Sutra, "governing a great country is like cooking a small fresh food", and legends are the realization of a great country.
"Just kidding."
The young legend patted the three-pointed sword commissioner's shoulder comfortably, paused, trying to restart an appropriate topic between the two, but after thinking about it, his initial connection with Commissioner An was Thomas. When he first came into contact with the wizard world, the two young wizards were full of energy and talked about the hunting competition scene, as if they were still in front of him.
Zheng Qing sighed slightly: "—Is there any news about Thomas on the Sanchao Sword?"
Andrew's mood became increasingly depressed.
"No." He said a little depressed tone and lowered his head: "Sorry - I mean, although I can't apologize to you on behalf of the two of them, I'm really sorry."
Only then did Zheng Qing remember that Andrew seemed to know Nikita.
After all, there was nothing more to talk about between the two.
However, the silence caused by this obscure barrier was not obvious, because as Zheng Qing stood in this corner for a little longer, more and more wizards holding wine glasses rubbed around, making the surroundings look particularly lively.
At first, there were a few witches. Perhaps they saw that the owner of Qingqiu Mansion was not next to him, so they were brave enough to wander in front of the young legend. Zheng Qing wisely kept a safe distance from them. Even if they had communication, they were just polite to clink glasses.
Then there were several middle-aged wizards - some who applied for self-recommendation to become professors at the Fringe Academy; some who claimed that they only needed Zheng Qing to provide a laboratory for verification after solving a certain magic problem; some also asked indirectly and intimately whether there was a way to join the relevant departments, etc., all kinds of things were all over the place.
Until the end, the well-known old wizards also came.
Unlike the simple greetings hello when he gave Bosedong blessings, the old wizards who were chasing the edge of the cocktail party at this moment all had a serious expression, obviously not just coming to say goodbye.
This is true.
The elders of the Black family, representing the Wizards Council and the aristocratic families in the alliance, filed an informal protest to the Fringe Academy, protesting that the Academy recruited an ogre as a formal teaching position.
“——This is a silent depravity.”
The old wizard of the Black family had a heavy expression and a generous tone: "The lichs in the Yellow Land also have reason to say that the most important reason for the alliance to determine that their demons is that they eat people, but now we have recruited the ogres into the school to serve as mentors of young wizards! The school can accept ogres, why can't they accept lichs? I accepted fishmen yesterday, and today, will I accept lich tomorrow? In the end, is there no difference between depravity and non-degeneration?"
"It's not that exaggerated. Professor Hannibal's information has also been reviewed by the school work committee and the professor's joint meeting. It has been vegetarian since birth, and its magic is even purer than most young wizards..." Zheng Qing explained absent-mindedly - Professor Hannibal is the two-headed ogre recruited by Colma into the college. He couldn't help but complain in his heart that the school can tolerate a legendary demon as the dean. How could he care about the name of a mere 'ogre'?
Of course, the two wizards who were discussing this matter at the drinks party were tacitly avoiding the existence of a certain legendary demon. Even though he was a case worth mentioning for both parties.
“——This matter has nothing to do with auditing or whether magic is pure.”
The elders of the Black family insisted on their point of view: "The thousand-mile dike was destroyed by the ant hole. The school is the place to cultivate the backbone of the next generation of the alliance. If a mouse shit fell into the soup, it will affect the concept of a whole generation!"
"The concept is always changing."
Colmar's slightly sarcastic voice sounded beside him: "A thousand years ago, the wizards hung the skulls of vampires in the living room; five hundred years ago, it was still a fashion to peel off the shaman's scalp; three hundred years ago, the fish people were demons that any wizard could kill at will... Now? The blood clan is our helper, the shaman is our colleague, and the fish people live in Linzhong Lake in the school, playing with bubbles every day. Is this a kind of depravity or progress? If the next generation of the alliance will only stick to itself and blindly follow the ancient tradition, then the alliance will only become a pool of stagnant water and slowly evaporate in the sun."
This wording is very polite.
Zheng Qing felt that if Colma had followed his previous personality, he would definitely not use the example of "stagnant water" in his last sentence, but pointed to the old wizard opposite and scolded him for being a "dry bone in the tomb."