Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 893

Chapter 893 Desert

The first man smiled, but just as he was about to speak, a cynical voice interrupted from the side as the third man spoke.

"Stop wasting time and just get to the point," he said sharply, turning to Atticus. "For the fourth trial, you only need one spirit to accompany you on your journey. You will select between us."

The first man shot the third a dirty look but didn't argue, turning back to Atticus instead.

"He's right," he said, his voice calmer. "You have to select one of us to continue."

"Why?" Atticus asked plainly.

"Why what?"

"Why do I have to select one of you? Why doesn't the katana just assign me a guide?"

"It's also part of your trial," the man responded.

"What is the fourth trial about? And do you each have different quirks to offer?" _{freёwebnovel.com}

Atticus tried to make sense of it all. Having to choose a spirit seemed odd, almost like a trap. Did they each bring unique advantages?

"Will you fight alongside me during the trial?" Atticus asked before the man could respond to his earlier question.

The first man sighed deeply, shaking his head. "I cannot reveal the nature of the trial, unfortunately," he said. "Yes, we each have different quirks, but no, we will not fight with you. Our role is to guide."

Atticus's mind raced, Ozeroth's parting advice echoing in his thoughts.

"I see," he muttered thoughtfully. "So I just choose one of you?"

The three spirits nodded in unison.

"Alright."

Without hesitation, Atticus turned and pointed at the silent man who had remained still throughout the scene. "I choose you."

All three spirits blinked, taken aback. Even the silent man seemed momentarily surprised.

"A-are you sure?" the first man asked, his tone filled with disbelief.

Atticus nodded firmly, his decision unchanged.

"Why?" the first man pressed, unable to hide his curiosity. He had gone out of his way to be kind and cooperative, answering Atticus's questions calmly to secure the boy's favor. Yet, it was clear Atticus wouldn't change his mind.

"Because he's quiet," Atticus said bluntly.

The room fell silent, and the spirits exchanged incredulous looks.

"Because… he's quiet?" the first man repeated, as though confirming he had heard correctly.

Atticus nodded again, his expression unreadable.

"A-alright," the first man said reluctantly, sighing in defeat. He didn't push the matter further, realizing there was nothing more he could do.

In an instant, the first and third spirits vanished, leaving only Atticus and the silent man behind.

The two stared at each other for a moment. True to his word, one of the reasons Atticus had chosen this man was because he seemed quiet and to the point. Whatever the fourth trial entailed, Atticus had no interest in dealing with a talkative guide.

The silent spirit finally nodded at him. In the next moment, the room dissolved around them, and they both disappeared.

A blinding light erupted in the middle of an endless desert.

As it dimmed, Atticus appeared, his sharp gaze already scanning his surroundings.

Beside him hovered a miniature, translucent version of the guide he had just chosen.