Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1211

Anastasia reached Zoey and gently took her hand, offering her a warm, comforting smile.

Atticus didn’t like the sound of that.

He turned to Zoey, but she only smiled and said, "I would be delighted to spend the day with you, Mrs. Ravenstein."

"Call me Anastasia."

Atticus could only stare as Anastasia carried Zoey out of the room like a prized trophy.

"Well, that was fun," Caldor said, grinning at Atticus as he got up to leave the dining room.

"Where are you going, Caldor?"

Caldor turned to see Avalon looking straight at him.

"You’re doing the dishes."

Caldor’s eyes widened. "Why?! Atticus was the one who snuck a girl into his room!"

Atticus gave Caldor a baffled stare at his shamelessness, but the man only shrugged.

"Don’t forget I’ve received all your complaint reports from the military, Caldor. You’ve done worse. Shall I elaborate?"

"Oh. Right." Caldor scratched the back of his head. "No, no. I’ll do the dishes."

He trudged back toward the table and began clearing plates. Atticus, Ember, and Aurora all turned to Avalon with questioning looks.

If he had dirt on Caldor, they wanted in.

But Avalon only smiled. "I’ll see you all later, kids. And Atticus…"

He turned as he walked away, winking at him.

After Avalon left, Atticus bantered with Aurora a bit longer, then chatted briefly with Ember and the Apexes before finally excusing himself from the dining room.

Eventually, the room was cleared out.

’That was intense.’

Atticus appeared in his usual training spot outside, sitting down. The last few minutes had been way too much.

Who knew bringing your girl to dinner with your family would be this hard?

’Can I even call her my girl?’

They’d had a moment yesterday… kissed… but they hadn’t really talked about labels.

’She did say she wanted me…’

Zoey had made her intentions known. And Atticus was assuming it was now his move to define things.

His thoughts drifted back to Zoey and his mother leaving the room together. His frown deepened.

’I should check in on them.’

No matter what scenario he imagined… none of them ended well. At least not for him.

’She knows all my secrets.’

The first time he pooped. His first walk. His most embarrassing childhood moments.

He hadn’t exactly been a quiet child, and remembering every insane thing he’d done growing up, he arrived at one simple conclusion:

’I should check up on them.’

He was a god now. A simple thought was all it took to find them.

But just as he began to focus, a strange feeling bloomed in his chest.

’Ozeroth?’ Atticus narrowed his eyes.

Reluctantly, he vanished from his spot and appeared on the island where Ozeroth was training.

"Welcome back," Whisker greeted him with his usual textbook grin.

But Atticus’ gaze wasn’t on him.

His eyes were locked on Ozeroth, whose golden Will was visibly trembling, on the verge of erupting.