"As we all know, the Order of Merlin will have a powerful spell fixed by the Witch Union. Would you mind telling everyone what the spell is on your medal?"
"It's a summoning technique." Zheng Qing answered very simply, then shook his head resolutely, refusing to give a more detailed explanation.
Fatty Xin shrugged in disappointment and continued to ask:
"When did you find out you were awarded the Order of Merlin?"
"Lao Yao told me after the regular class meeting last weekend."
"Have you not received any news before?"
"Before?" Zheng Qing wrinkled his nose and replied with some uncertainty: "I haven't received it... However, when I was dealing with the wild monster in Damingfang, Andrew was the chubby young commissioner of the Three-Chased Sword.
, once told me that he would apply for some kind of award, but he didn’t say it would definitely be the Order of Merlin.”
"Why didn't you tell us about this earlier?" Fatty Xin crossed his arms and watched his quill dance happily on the letter paper, his tone full of envy and regret.
"I thought that little fat guy was just joking." Although Zheng Qing tried his best to appear modest, the smile on his face could not be suppressed: "Actually, what I was most concerned about at the time was whether there would be any bonuses..."
"Tacky." Fatty Xin concluded sourly.
"Didn't you ask if there was any credit reward?" A voice suddenly interrupted this pretentious interview, startling the two young people at the desk.
"Fuck!"
"I'm scared to death!"
Zheng Qing turned around, and at some point a small corner of Dylan's thick curtain lifted up, revealing Mr. Vampire Werewolf's bluish-white face and slightly red eyes.
Perhaps because it was noon, his energy seemed a little sluggish.
"Does your coffin have a sliding lid?" Zheng Qing took a deep breath, then slowly spit it out: "Why is there no sound at all when you open it!"
"As a bedroom item, silence is a necessary moral standard." Although he was not in good spirits, Mr. Vampire Werewolf still seemed polite in his answer: "As a noble, of course I will take everyone's feelings into consideration."
"If you had thought about it, you shouldn't have put such a thing in the dormitory." Zheng Qing couldn't help but cursed.
"Can you say hello in advance before crawling out of the coffin next time!" Fatty Xin massaged his heart vigorously and complained loudly: "I might be scared of a heart attack..."
"I'm so sorry, I never knew Big Blue could have heart disease." Dylan said in a good-natured manner, raising his hands and apologizing: "I didn't expect you guys to be so cowardly... As an eighteen hundred-year-old man, I failed to care.
Young man, it was my dereliction of duty..."
"When did you become hundreds of years older again..." The fat man complained hurriedly.
After Zheng Qing calmed down, he didn't pay attention to the quarrel between the two, but answered Dylan's question immediately.
"I didn't know how important credits were at the beginning, so I didn't ask." On this issue, he seemed very sad: "Just like at the beginning, Nicholas told me that credits can be exchanged for jade coins, which made me so happy.
Already…”
"Did you really change?" Fatty Xin looked at him in shock.
"Of course not." The young public-funded student denied flatly: "Although I have more credits, yes, there is no reason to waste it like this. I'm not stupid."
"I have reservations about this." Mr. Vampire Werewolf smacked his lips, revealing two sharp teeth.
But I don’t know whether he has reservations about Zheng Qing’s IQ or the system of exchanging credits for jade coins.
From the corner of his eye, Zheng Qing glanced at Dylan, who was taking care of his fangs with a brush and a small mirror. His lips trembled and he finally did not dwell on this issue.
Maybe the discussion in the dormitory was a little noisy.
The orange cat flicked its tail impatiently and stretched out its two front legs, revealing the sharp claws between its toes.
However, the young wizards did not notice its threat.
Fatty Xin, on the other hand, saw the fat cat waking up and quickly stretched out his big fat hands to catch it in his arms.
Like a ball of plasticine that had been squeezed open, the fat cat flowed out from the fat man's hands, jumped lightly onto the window sill, then hunched over and turned around from the balcony with its tail erect.
The fat man let out a disappointed sigh.
"So, do you have anything to say to the Umbrella Investigation Bureau?" He turned his head and looked at the young public-funded student again.
"This is true." Zheng Qing rubbed his nose and said in a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "It's been so long since the Damingfang incident, why did you just remember to notify me to receive the award... If it hadn't been for Lao Yao's notification, I would have almost forgotten this time
thing."
"Is it long?" Fatty Xin blinked, looked at Zheng Qing, and then at Dylan.
"It won't be long." The old vampire werewolf behind the tent stopped rubbing his teeth, counted on his fingers, and wondered: "It has just entered October, and it is less than a hundred days since the accident in Damingfang... In fact, I think
This speed is quite fast.”
"Quick?!" The young public-funded student finally found an advantage and immediately retorted: "One day is enough for a mayfly to spend its entire life... One hundred days is enough for them to reincarnate in this world a hundred times."
"Rango, you are not a bug." Dylan picked up the brush and small mirror again, and continued to rub his fangs that were never too clean: "You have to know that the Order of Merlin, which is awarded for assisting in official duties, is the most troublesome.
...It is not like the improvement of magic skills or the development of a new world, which can be immediately seen and touched by people."
"It is just a meritorious service issued by a secondary organization under the Umbrella League... It is highly maneuverable. In order to eliminate the possibility of certain forces swiping medals, the process of brass medals has always been very cumbersome."
"I remember Thomas said that the process for the Little Merlin Order is relatively simple." Zheng Qing was a little confused: "Isn't it because the threshold for the Great Merlin Order was lowered, the process was simplified, and then the Little Merlin Order was established? In addition, the second-level Order of Merlin is
What is an institution?"
Dylan took a deep breath.
The bright red tent then became turbulent.
"Simplifying the process is just a relative term." He put away the small mirror, looked at Zheng Qing kindly, and said: "But no matter how simplified it is, the Merlin Order rewards those outstanding wizards who have made positive contributions to the magic world... so we must be cautious.
. You must know that the old Order of Merlin, the Great Order of Merlin you just mentioned, the original awarding process was calculated on an annual basis."
"As for the Little Order of Merlin, including the Bronze Order of Merlin you received, due to the large number of awards, it is impossible for all of them to be reviewed by the Grand Wizards' Conference, so the Wizards Alliance has delegated the awarding rights to a certain extent."
"This requires talking about the institutional classification system you just asked about."
"The Wizards' Council, First University, and the Moon Council are first-level institutions under the Wizards' Alliance. The Three-Forked Sword, etc. directly under the Wizards' Council, and the Jiuyou Academy directly under the First University, etc., are second-level institutions directly under the jurisdiction of the Three-Forked Sword.
The Emergency Response Department and the Professors’ Joint Conference of Jiuyou College, these are third-level directly affiliated institutions.”
"It's clear." Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly, with a somewhat disappointed tone: "In other words, this brass medal is equivalent to an academy-level honor?"
"It is the academy's top honor." Dylan corrected: "In addition, although the review time for the Little Merlin Order has been shortened to less than one year, there are still many necessary procedures."
"The most important thing is the documents - all kinds of documents."
"The Trident Sword needs to write a report, the First University needs to write a report, and various reports are needed by each relevant department; such as the accident summary report submitted to the Wizards' Council, the application report submitted to the Merlin Medal Review Committee, and the
The wizard court's responsibility determination report, as well as the supplementary investigation required by the Damingfang Management Committee, the school certificate issued by the First University for relevant personnel - such as Zheng Qing - and your general conduct report in school, all kinds of things, how?
Thirty or forty reports are also needed, involving various departments."
"Oh, my, god..." Zheng Qing slapped himself in the face: "It sounds desperate."
"This is the rule." Dylan smacked his lips and sighed: "After the various reports are submitted, the formal process will begin. Although the Merlin Bronze Medal is only a third-level medal, it still belongs to the wizarding world.
One of the high-level honors. Including the Wizards' Council, the Merlin Order Review Committee, the First University Professors' Joint Conference, the Three-pronged Sword and other involved agencies, all of which require the approval of the relevant person in charge."
"That's one of the reasons why I think time is so fast."
"You must know that the responsible persons of these 'relevant departments' do not sit in the office most of the time, but travel around the world, and even the New World. If you can catch them in two months and get them to agree to sign,
I think you should thank that little fat man properly."
"How do you know so much!" Zheng Qing looked at the people in the tent with envy.
"This is the basic accomplishment of a noble." Dylan straightened his back proudly.
Fatty Xin lay on the table, listening to Dylan's explanation with great interest, the quills flying in front of his eyes.
With a capable assist, he can easily complete this interview manuscript.
This chapter has been completed!