Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 488

Chapter 488 Why

Both the voices of Harrison and the Enigmalnk instructors resounded across the entire hall, their collective voices filled with reverence as they greeted.

It didn't matter that Harrison's standing was way more than that of the instructors'; in the face of overwhelming power, none of that mattered.

Despite their grandiose display, there were only two individuals in the hall aside from them, both men.

They both radiated an otherworldly aura and were seated only a few meters away from each other, each on one of the grand thrones that were arranged in a circular manner all around the hall.

None of these beings were actively releasing their aura, but the fact that people of their strength were both gathered in a single room made the atmosphere try hard to withstand their power. The air cracked with intense energy.

They were both seated at the same elevation, and it was clear to anyone watching that both of them were of the same status as one another.

As their greeting echoed across the circular hall, they were met with utter silence.

Of the two men to whom the greeting was directed, only one of them responded, with a nod at that.

This man sat in a noble position, his every presence exuding an air of effortless confidence.

His hair white as freshly fallen snow and a bushy beard that added to his overall imposing demeanor.

This man was none other than Magnus Ravenstein.

"I would have never imagined in my life that I would stoop to such banal emotions, Magnus, but damn it, I'm consumed by jealousy, insanely,"

A voice suddenly sounded across the whole hall.

The voice sounded deliberate. It might have felt like and sounded like normal words to many people, but every single word was articulate and precise, as though the one who had spoken was carefully choosing each word to convey exactly what he meant.

The individual who had spoken was the second man sitting on one of the grand thrones just beside Magnus.

This man had a slender figure, with sapphire eyes like daggers that could pierce through any veil of deception.

His blue hair was styled neatly and trimmed to perfection.

Despite the fact that there was not a single shred of muscle on him, his demeanor not even imposing, the atmosphere around him seemed to tremble in submission.

This man was none other than Oberon Enigmalnk, the paragon of the Enigmalnk family, a powerhouse of humanity!

Even though he was an Enigmalnk, there was not a single shred of demotion on Oberon.

This was Oberon's first time in the academy in a few years. Unlike the other paragons who had attended the entrance test of the first years, Oberon didn't have any grandchild entering during that year so he hadn't bothered attending.

Seated upon his throne, his fingers tapped a steady rhythm on the armrest of the throne as he gazed at the large screen showing Atticus's live stream in the middle of the room.

A small smile graced Oberon's features as he continued speaking,

"I've never been one to believe in luck, but if it does exist, you might have just used up all yours for this generation and the next."