Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 783

Chapter 783 Intently

At the end of the day, nothing happened.

Atticus spent the entire day meditating on the king sized bed. Although he had already regained his will a while back, he focused on something else.

This was the Dimensari's domain, and though most people couldn't quite define it, the air here felt different—tighter, heavier than usual. Atticus had the subtle sense that, even without using any of his abilities, he could float in this air.

The last time he had felt something like this was during his battle with Carius. But his most memorable experience had been in the space elemental room of the academy.

The space element here was abundant.

This was an opportunity Atticus had no intention of missing. He focused on training his space element during his idle time.

Given that he had already mastered most of his elements to a significant degree, increasing his proficiency with the space element became much easier.

During his training, Magnus refrained from making any noise, ensuring Atticus wasn't distracted. As he watched Atticus deep in his training, a small smile formed on Magnus's face.

Nothing was more important than family.

The day passed quickly, and evening descended. With it came a knock on the door of the room.

Atticus's eyes shot open, but before he could move, the door swung open, and Magnus's cold gaze landed on the grandmaster Dimensari who had shown Atticus to this room earlier.

The Dimensari was momentarily startled by the immediate response but quickly regained his composure as Magnus's piercing gaze fell on him.

"What do you want?"

The Dimensari recovered swiftly, bowing respectfully, though his tone was neutral.

"Your attires and invitation for the banquet, Paragon Magnus."

The Dimensari extended an open palm with a small space ring lying in it. Magnus stared at the ring for a long second before lightning wrapped around it, lifting it from the man's hand.

With a curt nod and without a word, Magnus closed the door.

Atticus couldn't help but chuckle. 'He's not even trying to hide his hostility.'

Most people, especially if they knew they were outmatched, would at least pretend to be polite to the Dimensari, but Atticus doubted Magnus was even capable of pretending.

Atticus could hardly imagine the scenario in his head.

"They brought us clothes?" Atticus asked, watching Magnus use his mana to scrutinize the space ring thoroughly. Magnus answered after a few seconds.

"Yes."

"Oh, now they're trying to seem like good hosts?" Atticus chuckled. They had been here all day, and the Dimensari hadn't bothered to bring food or even water.

There was no doubt about it, even if they had brought food, neither of them would have even thought about eating it.

But at the very least, some form of hospitality should have been extended.

At this moment, it didn't even feel like he'd won a planet wide competition.

Truly, in this world, being weak was a sin.

Magnus didn't get the joke. He looked at Atticus with a puzzled expression. The Dimensari? Good hosts?

It seemed absurd.

"Never mind," Atticus shook his head with a smile. He and Magnus were somehow getting closer; the fact that Atticus had stopped saying "grandfather" in every sentence only went to prove that point.

Going through the space storage, an envelope appeared in Magnus's hands. He tossed the space ring aside, tore open the envelope, and read the letter within in less than a second.

"The banquet is at 8 p.m.," was all Magnus said. Clearly, there were more words written in the letter, but he completely ignored them.

Atticus nodded, his eyes glancing at the space ring on the floor. "I guess we're not wearing that, then?"

"No."

Magnus walked across the room and sat back down in his seat, closing his eyes.

Atticus didn't say anything else. He understood perfectly why they weren't going to wear the clothes provided by the Dimensari.

While it might seem normal, doing so would mean they were following the Dimensari's orders. Plus, they weren't familiar with the customs here—what if they were given outfits meant for clowns?

It was just after 6 in the evening, meaning they had less than two hours left.

Time passed in a flash, and soon it was time for the banquet.

Thorne, Seraphina, and Luminous arrived at the room. None of them wore the Dimensari's attire; instead, Thorne and Luminous opted for classic suits, while Seraphina wore a beautiful gown.

Her voice sounded serene, but there was a serious edge to it. Atticus smiled wryly and walked through the wall. _{ƒreewebηoveℓ.com}