Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 862

Chapter 862 Charm

'It all makes sense now,' Avalon thought. He had heard about everything that happened in Sector 8.

Atticus hadn't cared about the devastation or its impact on the people; his only goal had been to kill his opponent.

This was the first time Avalon would speak to Atticus about something like this. He was only now beginning to understand where Atticus's head was at.

Avalon smiled. This wasn't the mindset most parents would want their children to have, but the Ravensteins were different.

They valued honor and strength, but above all, they cared about family. Avalon was the same.

"That's fine, Atticus. I don't expect you to be a hero, but don't be a villain," Avalon said, and Atticus could hear the underlying meaning in his words. He nodded in understanding.

Avalon ruffled his hair with a smile one more time.

"Atticus, you must always be careful. I know you don't plan on being a hero, but now you represent all of humanity in everything you do. Everyone is watching. One wrong move, and humanity could lose the fragile ground we've gained. You might be our miracle, but you're also their target."

There was a pause as the two of them locked eyes, the weight of Avalon's words settling in Atticus's mind. Then, Avalon's smirk returned, lightening the mood.

"Enough of that," he said. "Tell me, how did it feel? Battling a paragon and forcing him to run? Did you see the look on his face when he realized he couldn't beat you?"

Atticus burst into laughter. He had been too angry when Blackgate escaped to fully enjoy the moment, but now that he thought about it, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Priceless. I don't think he expected me to last more than a second," Atticus said, grinning.

Avalon chuckled, looking at Atticus with pride in his eyes.

The room fell silent for a moment. Then, in a softer tone, Avalon said, "I'm proud of you, son. No matter what anyone says, you've already proven what it means to be a Ravenstein."

Atticus smiled warmly. "Thanks, Dad."

With that, Avalon ruffled his hair one last time before leaving the room.

As soon as he left, Atticus continued resting, and time seemed to pass quickly.

The next day arrived, and Atticus stood in front of the training room door, fully dressed and completely healed.

Anastasia had visited the night before with another truckload of food, and just like before, Atticus devoured every single bit of it, much to Ozeroth's irritation as he glared at him from his mind.

Now, standing in front of the door, Atticus radiated a kind of power that was hard to describe, power that made even the atmosphere tremble.

Taking a deep breath, Atticus stepped forward and walked through the door.

Magnus's personal advanced training room was located in a remote part of the estate. It was the first time Atticus had been to this area. The place was completely deserted, even by other Ravensteins.

But as soon as Atticus left that secluded area and entered the main part of the estate, he instantly saw a procession of white-haired individuals roaming around.

As soon as Atticus got within range, it was as though someone had hit pause on the world. The murmuring stopped. The people froze.

And in unison, all eyes turned towards Atticus.

Atticus raised his eyebrows. 'What's happening?'