Relevant Department?
A second responsibility?
The moment those two terms came together in his mind, Zheng Qing immediately reached a terrifying conclusion. Without the slightest hesitation, he waved his hands frantically and shook his head like a rattle drum.
"Don't come looking for me. I can't do it... People will die, old man!" The young wizard was so flustered that he even misspoke, using the term he normally used for his teacher behind his back.
Ever since Zheng Qing had entered the school as a freshman, he had suffered covert attacks from several factions both inside and outside the Alliance merely because he was suspected of having something to do with Forbidden Curses. Su Shijun had nearly had her tail shattered in that Sandbox Small World. If he truly became the person in charge of Forbidden Curses in the future, the pressure he faced would no longer be a few Archwizards making secret moves.
Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.
But his teacher gave him no chance to refuse.
"Do you know the internal organizational structure of the Relevant Department?" The old man studied the scenery outside the window, utterly disregarding the fact that the boy beside him had scrunched his face into a knot.
"I don't even know how many vice presidents the school has. How could I possibly know the organizational structure of the Relevant Department?" Zheng Qing realized that his teacher seemed serious and immediately became at a loss. "--Other than Master Baoyangzi and Cat Thirteen, I only remember that a male wizard code-named Forty-One belongs to the Relevant Department..."
"You don't need to concern yourself with how many vice presidents First University has."
His teacher explained calmly, "First University has ten—well, eleven now—top-level institutions on the surface: five academies, four research institutes, the School