Chapter 17
Roxy didn't stop traveling.
Day and night.
Relentless.
"…This can't wait."
She reached a city.
Then a guild.
Then—
A report.
"…A child capable of Emperor-tier magic."
The room went silent.
"…Without chanting."
A pause.
"…Perfect control."
Someone laughed.
"…That's impossible."
Roxy didn't react.
"…Then investigate."
Because she knew—
Once they saw it—
They wouldn't laugh.