Bab 614: Varian [13]: Battlefield

Varian joined the battlefield with a new face. In the new disguise, he seemed to be around sixty and had a strong build.

In the field filled with young men and women, he was out of place. With the aura he exuded and his age, there's just no way he could be a prince.

'Geezer who got lucky.'

That was the first thought in everyone's mind. The majority were of the opinion that the keys were better given to the talented princes and princesses.

So, no one liked an old bastard stealing the chance of a genius leveraging his age.

But—

Whoosh!

In the chaotic battlefield splattered with torn limbs, butchered bodies and blood puddles, the old man moved like a fish in water.

Out of the hundreds of attacks flying through each second, not a single one grazed him.

His speed wasn't very high. In fact, he was only moving in the range of mid level 7, but his timing sense and agility…they showed his vast experience.

'He's really a veteran.'

Swish!