Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 58

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Upon arriving at the camp, Atticus went directly to his room. When he reached his door, he noticed a girl holding a tray of food waiting patiently outside his door.

She had white hair and stood at 5 feet tall, exuding an aloof demeanor. It was none other than Ember who stood against the wall, her eyes fixed on the door, anticipating his arrival.

Seeing her brought a smile to Atticus's lips. "Hey, Ember, what's up?" he greeted, walking up to her.

Ember, noticing his arrival, turned her gaze to him and smiled a little. Her response was simple – she raised the food she had brought.

Atticus chuckled in appreciation, "Thanks! I'm a bit hungry. Did you wait long?" he inquired as he walked toward the door and opened it.

Ember shook her head in response and followed him inside the room.

As they entered, Atticus continued the conversation. "So, how's training?"

"It's fine," Ember answered, seating herself at the table and placing the food on it.

"Hmm, that's great," Atticus acknowledged, taking a seat as well, his senses picking up the inviting aroma of the food.

Then they started eating, the memory of the torment he had inflicted on Helodor completely pushed aside.

In the Raven camp infirmary, a few hours later, Helodor had been patched up after the beating inflicted by Atticus. Bandages covered his body, addressing the injuries sustained during the encounter.

While his jaw wasn't fully healed, it showed significant improvement compared to earlier.

The camp invested a lot in their infirmary, remaining ready to respond to any injuries. Given that fights were permitted, injuries were a common occurence and the infirmary staff stayed on high alert, ready to deal with any cases that might pop up.

Lying on the bed, thinking about his life, a man suddenly walked into the room. Helodor stiffened as he saw the man. The sight of this man compelled him to push past the pain, rising from the bed and bowing deeply, despite the protest of his still-healing body.

The man observed this display with an unmoved expression. After a few seconds, during which Helodor remained bowed, he spoke. "You couldn't even manage this simple thing, Helodor. How do you expect to earn his favor?" His gaze bore down on Helodor, cold and unwavering.

Helodor swiftly attempted to provide an explanation, his words spilling out in his desperation. "I'm sorry! I didn't know he was that strong! He had a second element! If I could get an—"

"He had a second element?" The man's tone shifted, becoming considerably more serious.

"Yes, Master Finn! He used fire when I cut the rope!" Helodor responded with haste, clinging to this revelation as a potential reprieve.

"I see. Master would want to hear this. Good job," Finn acknowledged, yet his eyes retained their cold regard.

Helodor felt a glimmer of relief – 'Maybe I still have a chance.'

Attempting to continue, "Then-" he was abruptly halted.

"Unfortunately, Master doesn't offer second chances. You're on your own from now on, Helodor," Finn's tone remained frigid as he delivered the final blow.