The work Colmar assigned to Zheng Qing and the others was very ordinary.
Of course, that ordinariness was only in comparison to the "clap-clap magic" she had mentioned earlier. In fact, Zheng Qing felt that the work Colmar assigned afterward was anything but simple. He could not help feeling a faint trace of regret.
It was ordinary because the witch had assigned them highly "Academy Faction" magical work—constructing Magic Circles, drawing talismans, brewing potions, and the like. Each of the three could find a task suited to himself.
It was not simple because many of her requirements exceeded what lower-year university students could achieve. Take the talisman work Zheng Qing was responsible for: many of the Basic Talismans were not even covered in fourth-year textbooks. Only a "professional" like him, who had mastered the full set of Basic Talismans and spent more than half a semester studying ancient talismans, could barely complete the task.
"For this job, you're only giving the three of us three credits..." Zheng Qing held the task list and scanned its requirements at a glance, unable to resist complaining to Colmar. "Isn't that a little too cheap...?"
The long parchment list was packed with dense requirements. Zheng Qing estimated that it was a full thirty feet long—not including the detailed Magic Circle diagrams on several additional sheets of parchment.
Before Colmar could answer, Xiao Xiao, who had been standing beside them with his head lowered as he studied the parchment list, interjected thoughtfully. "Rather than too cheap, isn't this a bit overestimating ourselves...? Excuse me, but we're only first-year students. Can we really handle a project like this? And where exactly do you plan to set up this Magic Circle?"
As he spoke, Xiao Xiao looked around at the layout of the second-floor hall before finally