In the evening in Seris, the capital of Irlanhill, the city is brightly lit, and the bustling streets reflect the bustling city of the city.

The streets and alleys are full of flashing neon lights, and countless people walk on the sidewalks that are as bright as day.

The laughter of children mixed with the slight roar of car engines, how happy the people living in this city are, only they can experience.

Sitting in the back seat of the Mansger People's Car, William, the new director of the Ellan Hill Academy of Magical Sciences, was looking down at a newspaper of the day.

The headline on the front page was the news of the massive explosion of the Magic Eye, accompanied by explanations and analyses by a group of scientists.

For a scientist, for a magical scientist, William is certainly much more professional than those second-rate advisor-level scientists who analyze the restlessness of the Magical Eye.

The scientists who commented in the newspapers were either his subordinates or only half-spoken because of secrecy – in short, the newspaper did not make everyone aware of a lot of expertise, it was just a vehicle for disseminating information that was important to the public.

"Sir, it's here." The driver is assigned to the dean by the cadets, and is not only a full-time driver, but also a secretary of daily life. William had a full-time life secretary when he was at the Second Academy of Magic in Veronsa, and after coming to the imperial capital, he also had an additional guard to be attached.

The guard wasn't there to protect William, who was now an archmage, but his job was basically to help William carry his bags and buy his groceries - acting as a nanny.

"Drive the car to the parking lot and wait for me." William closed the newspaper in his hand with a command, and slipped out of the door that the guard had opened.

The surrounding roads are not so bright, in fact this is not the city center, but the suburbs of Seris.

William looked at the heavily guarded building standing in front of him, and asked his guard to hand his ID to the officer on duty at the gate who was in charge of inspection.

"Good evening, Mr. William!" The guard, who had seen William many times, smiled and nodded, returned the papers to the guard, pressed the button, and opened the heavy door.

It is a prison, a prison for important prisoners. It's about the same as the ancient dungeons, so there's a poetic name here: "The Abyss".

Few people know about the abyss, because there is a common name for the second prison here. But those who are familiar with this place know that this is a real abyss, bottomless, dark and mysterious.

Walking through the dark tunnel, standing in front of a heavy iron door, William nodded slightly to the jailer beside him.

The jailer inserted the key in his hand into the special keyhole in the wall, turning the key and pointing his face at the camera.

Completely manual review, and the least likely way to go wrong—when the heavy iron door was opened, William smelled the foul smell of rotting wood.

He frowned, put his guards at the door, and walked into the specially designed cell himself.

The lights inside are bright, completely different from the slightly dim outside. There was even a TV in the room with the ability to watch news and sports channels.

The white sheets looked spotless, after all, there was nothing in the room that could move around.

What William looked like the last time he was here, it still is. Nothing has changed, not even the slightest change.

Because, the person lying on the bed, without limbs, can only lie there, and does not even have to eat a mouthful of food.

Because of this, it's neat and tidy. If it weren't for the sound on the TV, there might not have been a little bit of anger here.

"Ah, William...... There you are. Frenzberg, who was leaning there watching the TV on the wall, immediately became in a good mood when he saw Wilhelm's arrival.

He couldn't make any expressions, because he no longer had any facial features on his face that could move. There is only one magic crystal, which replaces the function of the eye, and can ingest the image directly in front of it through the magic circle.

With such an expressionless face looking in the direction of William's door, Frentzberg's voice had already jumped. Just by listening to the tone of his voice, you can clearly know that he is very happy now, and he is very happy that William can come to see him.

"Teacher." William moved a chair and sat next to Frenzberg, and said, "The demons are fighting back, the Magic Eye is restless, and many people may die at the forefront of the battle tomorrow morning." ”

"I saw the news...... Ferry City is being evacuated urgently, and His Majesty Chris is doing well, he has been doing well. "Frenzberg has always had a high opinion of Chris, and even when he was in the puppet empire, he never doubted Chris's ability.

Returning to a flat tone, and the slightly hoarse voice could no longer hear joy and sorrow, Frenzberg continued as if he was chatting with William: "Moreover, don't call me teacher anymore, I don't deserve to be your teacher, at least in terms of being a person, you are my teacher." ”

I couldn't tell whether he was lonely or regretful, and after a pause, he continued to speak, using the unique voice of the puppet, and continued: "William, I know that I am deeply guilty, and I can continue to retain consciousness, and you gave up many things to ask for. ”

"Since I used to be your teacher, I owe you so much affection now...... "Frenzberg said, turning his head slightly and looking in the direction where Wilhelm was sitting.

"Teacher, don't say that." William shook his head and interrupted Frenzberg's words: "It is not I who saved you, in fact, your life and death have always been only in the whim of Your Majesty. ”

"Your Majesty is a man who misses the old days, and he is unwilling to dispose of you, partly because of me, and partly because of his kindness." William squeezed out a smile and said, "Teacher, you are resting here, I will make more achievements as soon as possible, and strive to help you regain your freedom as soon as possible......

"Freedom will never exist for me." Frenzberg laughed, not knowing whether to sneer or laugh: "Have you ever seen a man who has no need to eat, no sense of taste, no pain and no ability to sit up, who has freedom?" ”

"I can't even adjust the channel of the TV, and for me, there is only endless torture left for me." He laughed and said in a strange tone. To William's ears, the tone was extremely lonely.

"Don't be discouraged, teacher......" William reassured, "Your body is actually just a puppet to put it bluntly. Even the most advanced god puppets have better alternatives to Alan Hill, so there's no difficulty in restoring your freedom of movement. ”

"You're right." Frenzberg nodded slightly, these were the few moves he could do now.

After nodding, he lay back on the pillow and said to William, "However, to restore my body, at least give His Majesty a reason, right?" I can't lie here and let you go and embarrass me. ”

When he said this, he smiled as if self-deprecatingly, and then continued: "I have nothing to be proud of, all that remains is some strange technology. ”

Speaking of this, his voice was slightly high-pitched, as if with a little confidence and a little pride: "I didn't waste my time in the puppet empire, this is the only thing I haven't done wrong in the past few years." ”

There was a slight pause, as if he was weighing the trade-offs, and as if he was thinking about memories. Just when Wilhelm thought that Frentzberg was asleep, the puppet, with only one body and one head, finally spoke again.

"You should go back today...... Bring a notebook tomorrow...... I'm going to dictate something to you, which may be me, a sinner, and the only thing left is knowledge that can be given to you. Frentzberg's old voice echoed through the room, like a homeless wandering ghost.

"Yes, Teacher." William lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "If there are any other requests here, teacher, I can convey them to the guards here and ask them to help." ”

"What can I ask for...... I'm so happy that you can come and see me often. Frenzberg smiled and said gratefully: "Remember to come to me tomorrow, I will tell you all the research directions in the puppet empire, I hope it can inspire you." ”

"Thank you, teacher." William thanked him with emotion.

"I said, don't call me teacher, I'm not worthy of being your teacher now." Frenzberg corrected.

"You've always been my teacher." William insisted on his thoughts and said seriously.

"You kid...... To receive an apprentice like you is probably the proudest thing that an old man of mine has done in the first half of his life. Frentzberg's voice sounded full of relief.

"Don't say that, teacher." William was a little embarrassed, lowered his head and said softly.

"That's right...... What did you just say? Frenzberg suddenly changed his tune.

"What do you mean?" William was stunned for a moment and asked.

"What else do you ask me for?" Frenzberg was not the slightest embarrassed and asked directly.

"Yes, teacher." William was serious, and he had already begun to think about what kind of books or equipment he wanted to prepare for his teacher: "What are your requirements?" ”

"Well, can you get the guards to help me change the TV channel often...... I've been watching this channel for 15 days......" Frenzberg asked William with some embarrassment.

William: "......"