Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67 They Mess With Me I Mess Them Up

Getting to the camp Atticus went straight to the beast division to turn in his hunt. "Hey, Little genius. You came back quick," Belle greeted Atticus with a smile as he approached the counter.

Atticus noticed she seemed a bit more cheerful today, and it didn't take him long to figure out why. "No paperwork today?" Atticus inquired as he handed over his kills.

"No! It's like the heavens listened to my prayers!" Belle replied cheerfully as she inspected the carcasses, and Atticus couldn't help but chuckle.

While examining the carcass, Belle's eyes widened. "You killed an adult Horned Lupinor!" she exclaimed, but then realizing her mistake, she quickly closed her mouth. However, it was too late; the trainees in the vicinity had heard her, and hushed whispers began to ripple through the hall.

Atticus noticed most of them staring at him with shocked expressions, but he simply glanced at them before returning his attention to Belle, who was already giving him an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry. But you're a first-year! How?" she whispered, leaning in and using one hand to cover her mouth, as if that would prevent others from overhearing.

Atticus just shrugged casually. "It just happened."

Betty stared at Atticus incredulously for a moment, then shook her head. 'Don't bother yourself, Belle. Understanding geniuses is impossible,' she thought to herself. She quickly entered a few things on her holographic screen, and Atticus immediately received 1000 Raven points

Atticus's eyes widened at the number of points he received. 'To think I wasted a whole month!' he thought. In the past, each squad member had to divide the points among themselves, but now that he was hunting alone, all the points were his to keep. Atticus couldn't help but imagine how many points he could have amassed if he had been hunting solo from the beginning.

He thanked Belle for her assistance and left the Beast Division.

A few hours later, the camp was shrouded in darkness, with most trainees either training in their rooms or resting. The silence of the night hung heavy in the air as a young boy made his way through the camp. This boy had white hair and an unmistakable look of a bully – who else but Helodor.

Helodor had been feeling increasingly frustrated over the past two days. Since the incident involving Atticus, he had been desperately trying to beg his master, Rowan, to take him back. But Rowan was not listening, and this fear gnawed at Helodor. He worried that Atticus might use his power to come after him once camp was over. With Rowan no longer offering protection, Helodor felt vulnerable.

Walking back to his room, Helodor decided to take a shortcut, cutting through a narrow alleyway-like space between the buildings. As he entered, an eerie feeling washed over him, and he felt a presence behind him. Reacting quickly, he turned and came face-to-face with the source of his fears: Atticus.

Atticus, with his piercing blue eyes and spiky white hair, regarded Helodor with a cold gaze.

Terrified, Helodor started backing away, stammering, "Wh-what do you want? Haven't you beaten me enough?" His voice trembled with fear.

Atticus remained silent, his eyes fixed on Helodor. He took a step closer, causing Helodor to retreat even faster. "Please," Helodor pleaded, his voice shaking, "I'm begging you! I won't do it again!" He clasped his hands together in desperation as he backed up and eventually lost his balance and fell onto the ground.

Atticus continued his advance without uttering a word. Helodor found himself unable to move, frozen in fear. As Atticus closed in, Helodor shut his eyes tightly and started crying, tears streaming down his face. "Please," he sobbed, his voice barely audible between sobs.

And then, to Helodor's utter humiliation, he wet his pants, hot stream of liquid drenching his pants.

Atticus finally stopped in front of him at a safe distance from the pool of urine forming and spoke, his tone icy. "I'm going to ask you only once. Who asked you to do it?"

Hearing the question, Helodor's eyes widened, and his teeth began to chatter uncontrollably.