151 Ambush on the hill!

"Of course not~ Watching from up here is not exactly fun, you see~" a voice echoed throughout the steep slope.

In the next second, an old man in white robes appeared in front of Rufus, who did not even bat an eye.

His speed was so fast that most of the Mages could not even catch a glimpse of where he came from. However, Rufus was also a Rank-8 Mage. It wasn't a big deal in his eyes.

The old man had silky and completely white hair with a small beard. His hands were crossed behind his back as he appeared so calm in this situation that the mercenaries almost thought that they were going to have some tea party.

He would've looked like an old man that was about to die of old age, but his posture alone was enough to prove otherwise. 

Although he had a small smile plastered on his face, Rufus stared back with a cold expression. He looked as if he wouldn't be happy until he tore apart that old man in front of him.