"Master's wife."
Green bowed respectfully. After Mentor Peranos departed, he had regarded Mistress Alice as the living legacy his mentor left behind, entrusting her with the management of everything at the experimental base.
A gentle smile appeared on her weathered face. Fine crow's-feet lined the corners of her eyes, and several soft silver-white strands fell over her forehead. Looking at the outstanding disciple whom her wizard companion had regarded as the inheritor of his will, Alice nodded in gratification.
"Green, have you come out this time because your preparations are complete, and you are about to establish a wizard tower and attain a Stigmata?"
"Yes."
Green nodded firmly. The dual-colored eyes beneath the Face of Truth seemed incomparably confident, and even Alice could not help but feel his certainty. Her smile deepened.
"If your mentor knew, he would surely be delighted. Though he never attained a Stigmata himself, he taught two Stigmata disciples."
Alice waved a hand and gestured to Varo beside her. "Go, accompany your junior brother and show him around this Abyssal Summit experimental base. Quite a lot has changed here over the past few centuries."
His mechanical left eye spun constantly, while the elemental light orb lay obediently atop his head. Though he was already a Level 2 wizard, Varo's withered old face still wore the same heartless grin from his wizard apprentice days.
"You are worrying far too much, old lady. Hahaha, look at this—where would he need me to accompany him?"
Among the many wizards present, there were over a dozen Blood Sail Alliance wizards sent by the Isha Family to assist with construction, more than a dozen wizards Green had rescued from the Black Region, wizard students he had taught at Black Isotta Wizard Academy and Nine-Headed Wrath Wizard Academy who had gone on