Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 714

Chapter 714 Chains

Luminous's gaze darkened as he read the final clause, feeling utterly humiliated.

"He's my son!" Luminous snarled, his voice filled with anger. "There's no way I can agree to this!"

Magnus's killing intent only intensified, lightning crackling around him. The very air seemed to sizzle with electric energy, as if the sky itself were on the verge of exploding.

"Blood must be repaid with blood," Magnus said coldly, his voice low and deadly. "Actions have consequences. Ravensteins died, and so the Stellaris must die."

A suffocating silence fell over the area.

Zephyrion's eyes narrowed, and he began to speak, but Oberon subtly shook his head. Still, Zephyrion couldn't keep silent. "He's set to be the next paragon, isn't that too much?"

Oberon's gaze was firm. "It's better than losing the current paragon. His grandchildren have shown promise—there will be another."

Zephyrion frowned, unsatisfied with the situation, but he kept quiet. He cast a glance at Oberon, realizing what he had suspected earlier: Oberon was supporting Magnus in his own subtle way. The smartest man in the human domain rarely got involved in political matters unless the domain itself was in jeopardy or there was something he wanted.

Thorne, who had remained quiet throughout, was no fool. He knew the situation was far from over.

As the tension grew, every eye turned to Luminous, waiting for his response. The sun's rays beat down on him, their brilliance a cruel contrast to his weakened, broken form.

He was the embodiment of the sun's power, and yet, at this moment, he lay helpless on the ground.

Seconds passed, and the weight of defeat hung heavy in the air. Finally, with clenched fists and a heart full of fury, Luminous muttered, "I accept."

The contract flashed, bursting into motes of golden light as Luminous accepted the terms, though his expression was filled with reluctant anger. He had no choice but to accept.

Oberon smiled faintly. "Good. Now we can—"

"You will also sign one."

Magnus's cold voice cut through the air as he turned his gaze toward Thorne Alverian, who had been standing silently at the side. The killing intent that had once been directed at Luminous now shifted toward Thorne, thick and deadly.

Zephyrion frowned as Oberon's subtle smile returned.

Thorne raised an eyebrow calmly. "What are you talking about?"

"Before arriving in Sector 6, your family waged war on us. You are just as responsible as the Stellaris. You will sign a mana contract."

Thorne's eyes narrowed. "I had nothing to do with that. It was—"

Magnus's gaze grew darker, his voice sharp. "Then I will address your son."

Thorne froze, his expression hardening. He knew Magnus was right. Even if he hadn't been directly involved, his son, Eleanor, had been the instigator.

If Thorne refused to take responsibility, Eleanor would be the one to pay for it. And knowing Magnus, there would be no negotiations—Eleanor would die on sight.

After a long moment of silence, Thorne spoke, his tone cold. "And if I refuse? You'll wage war on the Alverians?" _{frёeweɓηovel.coɱ}