Archmage Christopher was a legendary mage from 200 years ago and not many had reached the same level as him in the entire history of the Solarnelle Empire.
In fact, those who achieved similar feats to him could be counted on one hand.
However, Jash had a different reaction after hearing that name, his eyes inadvertently glancing at Caeron, who instantly felt uncomfortable.
'What's going on?' Caeron wondered, unaware that the ghost of Archmage Christopher was laughing hysterically, like an idiot.
"Kuahahahahaha, see, see, this great me has become a legend," Archmage Christopher laughed out loud in his illusory form.
"And yet you died old man," the only woman among them commented.
"Heh! O' Great Swordmaster Alour, just admit that you're jealous because your name has been forgotten," Christopher smirked at the petite woman's ghost.
