Roxus looked flustered. "Ah but I'm not that great. If I want to strike someone with lightning at the other end of the world, at least I have to meet them once and know their mana type, so I can't just strike someone with lightning," Roxus explained.
"That's not the problem!" Juverin furrowed his brows deeply. "Lady Archmage, I've lived for 1700 years in this world, but I've never heard of an Archmage as talented as you. The last Archmage I know is a pacifist whose hobby is shutting himself up to satisfy himself with magical research, but even though he's the strongest human I've ever met, he's not as amazing as you!"
"Oh, Lord Juverin mean, Archmage Delaroce? He is someone I admire. It's a shame that he died several hundred years ago," said Roxus with great interest.
Juverin massaged his forehead in frustration.
