Full-Time Magister: Throne of Dimensions

Chapter 62: Let me join the Inquisition?

"Han Ji, I need an explanation." Mu Qiannian questioned, "Why is my sister being threatened by the Black Vatican at school? Are the security guards in the ancient capital incompetent? What's the difference between the Black Vatican committing crimes at the ancient capital's academy and spitting shit in your faces? Can't you even see that?"

Mu Qiannian's tone was very sharp, and Han Ji was also somewhat helpless. He cursed the old principal in his heart. The old principal was doing well and went on a trip to relax. It was Han Ji's turn to clean up this mess.

As the president of the Magic Association, he barely has time to deal with the association's affairs before he has to rush to the Ancient Capital Academy to handle this and that.

This is two jobs for one salary.

"Brother, don't swear," Mu Qianjin whispered. Her voice sounded weak, indicating that she could recover after releasing the Ice Crystal Bow.

"Hmph, it seems I'll let it slide this time for my sister's sake. Han Ji, you have to give me an explanation today."

Han Ji was helpless. What could he say? He had already sent people to investigate after learning that the Black Vatican had appeared at the Ancient Capital Academy, but this matter would take time and could not be investigated in a short period of time.

If it were really that simple, how could the Black Vatican have survived in the country for so long?

"I have already notified the trial committee, and I believe you will get the answer you want soon," Han Ji said. Mu Qiannian's temperament was indeed bad, but he was also quite capable. Many things that they couldn't do openly were entrusted to Mu Qiannian. The two sides had a cooperative relationship and usually got along well.

Han Ji is no pushover; how could he have risen to the position of president of the Clock Tower Magic Association without some ruthless methods?

"Where's Lu Huan? Let him go! I said I'd investigate, but you insisted it wasn't allowed, saying it was all confidential and I'm just an outsider who can't get involved. Since you won't let me go, then call Lu Huan. I don't trust those idiots at the trial committee; they're useless and arrogant." Mu Qiannian pressed.

"Lu Huan cannot be moved." Han Ji shook his head, firmly holding this position.

"Lu Huan is like a nuclear bomb to the ancient capital. His presence is the most threatening. The Black Vatican will act cautiously and fear Lu Huan. If they make a move, it will surely terrify the Black Vatican, causing them to hide in the shadows and cease all action. In that case, Lu Huan's actions will have the opposite effect," Han Ji explained.

"We can only fish out fish by working our way up from the bottom. Lu Huan can only make a move when we catch a really big fish."

"Heh." Mu Qiannian sneered and leaned back in his chair. "Lu Huan can't be moved, and neither can you. You won't let me go. I can't tell you secretly, and I can't tell you openly. I want to see when you can eradicate the Black Vatican forces in the ancient capital with those stupid judges. You're really getting old and have no guts at all."

"Sigh." Han Ji sighed. There were too many restrictions in this position. He could no longer roll up his sleeves and get to work like before.

"What are you doing here?" Mu Qiannian finally turned her attention to Su Ming and asked in an annoyed tone.

"I encountered people from the Black Vatican last night, and I was thinking of informing the teachers at the Ancient Capital Academy today... but it seems I don't need to now."

"You're lucky you're still alive. I remember you also have the Forgetfulness Worm, so it's normal that you're being targeted. Do you have any useful information?"

Does knowing the identity of the person who attacked me count?

"It's a piece of information that's neither too big nor too small. Tell me about it." Mu Qiannian showed a slight interest.

Han Ji also looked at Su Ming, waiting for him to continue.

Su Ming organized his thoughts and said, "The person who attacked me is called Li Xing. He's a member of the Black-Clad Cult and went to the same magic school as me. After graduating, he joined the Zhoucheng Military Region."

"It's somewhat useful, but not much. I'll have the Inquisition catch him, but one Black-Clad Cult member can't catch the gray-clad or even blue-clad ones above them, nor can they catch the other Black-Clad ones," Han Ji said, taking out his phone to make a notification.

After putting down his phone, Han Ji asked, "Do you know anyone named Han Bing? He's a gray-robed butler." Han Ji gave a brief description of Han Bing's appearance, information he had gathered from Mu Qianjin.

They also investigated, but there weren't many who met the criteria. Hanbing hadn't demonstrated any magical abilities, making it even harder to find someone.

There are quite a few people named Hanbing. The population base is so large that even a minor surname like Han has quite a few people. The key point is that the surveys of several people named Hanbing show that they are not in the ancient capital and are quite far away.

Of course, it's also possible that it's an imposter, and that possibility is not small.

Su Ming did not answer immediately; the Han Bing that Han Ji spoke of was very different from what he remembered.

"This person has no influence. I also have a classmate named Han Bing. Li Xing used to be his follower. You can investigate him."

"So, you mean there's one person in your hometown who's clearly a member of the Black Vatican, and another who's a suspect, right?" Mu Qiannian suddenly asked.

Su Ming nodded: "That's right."

"I think there's something wrong with Zhoucheng. I'll go there later." Mu Qiannian made his decision. Qianjin doesn't need ice-type resources for the time being, and he can still use the ones he has for a while. He wants to use this time to find out the people from the Black Church, otherwise he won't feel at ease leaving Mu Qianjin alone in the ancient capital.

"Qiannian, you don't need to worry about this matter. I'll take care of it," Han Ji said. Mu Qiannian, a super-level mage, was too intimidating to act without making any progress and risk alerting the enemy.

"No problem, I'll listen to Chairman Han." Mu Qiannian agreed, but that wasn't what she really thought.

Since he already knew Zhou Cheng was in trouble, he had to go, and Han Ji couldn't stop him.

According to him, the investigation has been carried out by lower-level personnel for many years, but there has been no clue about the Vatican.

"Alright, I'm a little tired, so I'll head back now. You two can chat for a bit." Mu Qiannian stood up and walked over to Mu Qianjin to help her up.

"Brother, I can walk by myself." Mu Qianjin stood up on her own. Although she would enter a period of weakness after using the Ice Crystal Bow, she wouldn't be unable to walk. Her brother always liked to make a fuss.

After the two left, the person standing opposite Han Ji couldn't help but ask, "President Han, are you really letting Mu Qiannian investigate? Won't that alert them?"

"He's not Lu Huan, it's fine. The Black Vatican only fears Lu Huan in the entire ancient capital. Even I, an old man, don't care. Let him go if he wants to."

"But that's not what you just said."

"Getting too involved with the Black Vatican will only lead to misfortune. I just didn't want Mu Qiannian to get dragged into this vortex." Han Ji shook his head and looked at Su Ming.

"You seem to have a connection with the Black Vatican. Would you like to join the Inquisition? With my recommendation, they'll definitely accept you."

"I'm not going."

Su Ming shook his head and declined Han Ji's offer. He had only encountered the Black Vatican passively, not actively. Although he disapproved of the Black Vatican's behavior, he would rather not go looking for trouble with them.

Su Ming had a clear understanding of himself. He wasn't some big shot. There were plenty of people more capable than him. One more or one less wouldn't make a difference.

It's better to play it safe; he's never been good at fighting with people.

When I was a child, I was never taught any reasoning; it was all about fists.