Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 724

Chapter 724 Blunt

The three of them had spoken for hours, with Caldor doing most of the talking.

Atticus had barely asked one question, and it had unleashed a flood of stories that he wasn't prepared for. Ember had shot him a subtle glance, trying to warn him, but Atticus had foolishly shrugged it off.

Caldor spared no details, recounting every moment of his time in the military—the parts he was authorized to share, at least. Every fight, every victory, every near-death experience was described thoroughly.

Caldor was especially proud of what he called his "conquests," his romantic escapades during his time away.

"Caldor the Conqueror, that's what they call me!" he declared with a broad grin. "The first time… ah, let me tell you, Atticus, they'll be singing songs about me soon. I was like a force of nature!"

Ember, who had been sitting silently beside them, kept throwing dirty looks at Caldor with each exaggerated sentence, her irritation obvious. Atticus, however, couldn't stop laughing.

Every wild story, every exaggerated gesture from Caldor brought out another fit of laughter. It had been so long since he'd laughed like this. Since leaving the academy, he doubted if he had laughed at all.

Atticus smiled, watching Caldor's energetic gestures and Ember's icy, irritated expression. 'I've missed this,' he thought to himself, feeling a warmth spread through his chest.

In this moment, surrounded by family, it felt like everything was right again. He wished he could live in this moment forever—no battles, no responsibilities, just spending time with the people he cared about.

But deep down, he knew how the world worked. These moments were temporary.

As they continued to talk, the door suddenly swung open. Anastasia entered, followed by two elderly figures—people Atticus recognized immediately.

His grandparents, the Crawfords. It had been years since he'd last seen them, and the sight of them brought a smile to his face.

Zelda, his grandmother, looked just like Anastasia. Her long blonde hair, gentle eyes, and warm demeanor took one look at him and rushed over, enveloping him in a tight, loving embrace. _{fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm}

"Oh, you poor soul," she whispered, tears welling in her eyes. "My dear boy, you've been through so much."

Atticus hugged her back, feeling a sense of comfort that he hadn't realized he needed. She turned and saw Ember and Caldor standing off to the side, and without hesitation, she pulled them both into a hug as well, despite them not being her blood relatives.

Atticus hugged her back, feeling a sense of comfort that he hadn't realized he needed. She turned and saw Ember and Caldor standing off to the side, and without hesitation, she pulled them both into a hug as well, despite them not being her blood relatives.

"You poor things," she said softly, holding them close. "You've all lost so much. But you're strong. So strong."

Ember didn't pull away, and Caldor gave a playful squeeze back, making Zelda chuckle.

Ethan, Atticus's grandfather, stood a little behind Zelda. He soon stepped forward, placing a firm hand on Atticus's shoulder.

"Don't let it keep you down, boy," Ethan said, his voice deep and full of warmth. "You've faced harder things before. You'll get through this."

Atticus smiled at his grandfather's words. It was good to see them again. He hadn't seen his grandparents in years, but growing up, they had always visited the estate.