Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193 Non-Combatants

Atticus turned his gaze to see Lucas approaching him with a group of 50 youths in tow.

"These are the youths who can't fight. What do you want to do with them?" Lucas asked as he got close to Atticus.

Many of the youths accompanying Lucas were a bit shocked at how casually he addressed Atticus.

Lucas was an easy figure to remember, especially when he was practically the only one among the Ravenstein youths who wore glasses.

Compared to the others, many remembered his performance during the battle with the horde being underwhelming. They had all assumed that he was the weakest amongst them.

"Thanks," Atticus simply nodded. Unlike what most people would think, Atticus truly didn't care about all those useless formalities.

From the way the Ravenstein youth acted around him, it was clear as day that they all respected him.

Most of them still even addressed him as 'young master,' which honestly sounded cringe as hell to him.

It was only Lucas and Nate who were a little closer to him that at least spoke normally to him.

Atticus turned his gaze to the 50 youths behind Lucas, causing many of them to turn their gazes to the ground.

It was still far too early to forget that this ordinary-looking boy in front of them was a monster in human skin. The last thing many of them wanted was to get on his bad side.

Looking at them, the first thing Atticus noticed was that they were all weak, weaker than normal. None of them were even Intermediate- ranked! All of them being within the novice rank.

They were all dressed differently, each with a different skin tone. Each of them were from different sectors all over the human domain, so it was only natural they had different cultures.

"I'll get straight to the point and stop wasting your time. I noticed many of you standing in the back lines during the battle with the horde," Atticus addressed the youths.

Hearing this, many of them couldn't help but flinch. But before they could panic, Atticus continued,

"You don't have to worry. I have no intention of forcing you to fight,"

Most of them let out audible sighs of relief as they heard this, but Atticus's next words instantly shattered that feeling,

"It's just that to buy anything, even food and water, you all need points. How do you plan on getting them?"

Atticus's question hung in the air as many of them exchanged unsure glances.

He was right; if they didn't fight and kill beasts, how would they get points? That realization seemed to frighten many of them as they started clattering. Would they have to fight?

"W-what d-do you w-want us to d-do?" As the students were all panicking at the thought of having to fight, a feminine voice suddenly sounded in the middle of the youths.

Atticus's gaze turned towards where the sound came from, and the students at the front all parted the way to reveal a 5'5 feet tall dark-skinned girl, who immediately flinched and bent her head down as Atticus's gaze landed on her.

Then, as if remembering something, she quickly bowed down lower and added, "Y-young m-aster,"

Atticus couldn't help but look at the girl who just spoke with slight interest. 'She's sharp,' he noted.