Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122 Disrespect

Before the butler could even finish his words, he was interrupted by a loud impact that shook the whole mansion to its core.

Darius's sharp eyes immediately narrowed, and without wasting a single moment, he pushed himself up from his ornate chair.

Paying no heed to the still-bowing butler who had quickly retreated to give way to his master, He left the office and headed to the entrance of the mansion.

Upon reaching the entrance, Darius noticed that his wife and several other members of the family had already emerged from the mansion to investigate the commotion, all apart from his wife, adorned with their distinctive silver hair that marked their lineage.

However, Darius didn't spare them a glance, his attention solely focused upwards, where he saw massive, imposing airships, each of them dwarfing the mansion and making the day seem like night.

As he took in the sheer scale of these ships, Darius's gaze was suddenly drawn earthward, where he discovered a solitary figure standing within a freshly formed crater.

The man possessed a burly, imposing physique, and his authoritative presence was undeniable. His impeccably styled snow white hair created a stark visual contrast against his spotless attire, which was in pristine condition despite the evident destruction he had wrought.

"Sirius!" Darius exclaimed.

Before Darius could understand what was happening, immediately, from the gigantic airship, numerous individuals, approximately thirty in number, began descending gracefully toward the ground.

Their descent was marked by an eerie silence and a level of precision that sent shivers down the spines of those who watched.

Each of these individuals exuded an aura of master rank and they were uniformly clad in sleek black robes and cloaks, each of them bearing swords at their waists.

Their entire demeanor screamed of controlled calculation. Their collective presence was awe-inspiring as they maintained perfect synchronization in every aspect. Every one of them breathed in rhythm, their hearts beating in sync.

These were the elites of the Raven Vanguard, a special unit that served directly under Sirius, the Shadowguard.

Only the best of the best in the Vanguard were recruited into this group. They were thoroughly trained down to the last detail, from their habits, the way they moved, the way they breathed, and even to the way they spoke.

Each of them stood there quietly, their gazes forward, staring at nothing in particular.

Seeing all this, Darius's facial expression underwent a rapid transformation, shifting from initial shock to understanding and ultimately to smoldering anger.

Such disrespect!

Abruptly, from behind, Darius's voice thundered, shaking the very ground on which he stood "What is the meaning of this, Sirius! Do you take the Vermore family as a joke!"

His aura surged like a tempest, and the grandeur of his grandmaster rank aura extended throughout the area, establishing a palpable presence that sent shockwaves through the surroundings.