Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1543

Chapter 1543: Commentary

"Jerom, two domains right."

"Kai, one domain left."

"Balam, one domain forward."

Atticus silently watched as the Marquis moved their champions across the board. It had barely been minutes since Noctis’ battle concluded, yet the entire dynamics of the board had shifted.

Dravek’s bounty made the gods momentarily forget their fear, but the battle had snapped them out of that trance.

Gods exchanged hardened glances with one another. Champions shook their heads, expressions pale. More than a few uneasy glances drifted toward him.

’It worked.’

The fear was back. Noctis’ move had been so potent that none of them had even bothered challenging Whisker. The turn would soon be over, and so would the penalty.

’Now what will you do?’

He fixed his eyes on the now remaining Redflame Marquis, whose will sizzled around him as he glared at the others.

"Cowards... all of you!" Dravek snarled. "You call yourselves the powers of the Verge and you’re terrified of a little child? Disgraceful. You’re all nothing but a disgrace!"

The Marquis’ expression darkened. It was one thing to silently avoid the child, but having it thrown in their faces was another.

Fists clenched. Wills stirred. Still, no one stepped forward to challenge whisker. .

Only a few more, and the turn would be over.

"It should be three favors."

Atticus’ eyes moved toward the voice. It was none other than Ordan, whose golden eyes glinted faintly at him.

He frowned. The man had been silent since after his battle with Thane, where he revealed the effect of the life weapon.

Still, Atticus had come to realize that the Willguard did not speak or act unless something was about to happen.

’What’s he planning?’

"What are you talking about?"

Dravek’s eyes narrowed dangerously at the man, but Ordan merely shrugged.

"What do you think?"

"You—!"

"I don’t think you’re in any position to complain," the Willguard said lightly. "Your ploy is a smart one."

Dravek’s frown deepened.

"Correct me if I’m wrong. The child’s penalty only ends when his turn comes next, which means you’ll get your opportunity to target his champion yourself. You can get your revenge directly, so why suddenly place a bounty and have other gods go after him?"

Dravek gritted his teeth, but said nothing.

"I’ll tell you. Despite killing your daughter and humiliating you, you’re still using your brain. You can’t afford to attack him blindly and lose your champions. So you did this instead."

Ordan’s eyes sharpened slightly.

"You’re using them to test the waters."

’He’s good,’ Atticus silently noted.

Though he’d suspected it earlier, he hadn’t expected another to also see through Dravek’s play. Thinking about it now, it made sense. Since his arrival on the Marquis layer, the aged man had proven himself more perceptive than most.

Still, not all gods were like him. The others reacted instantly.

"Wait... so the bounty was a ruse?"

"No way... there’s no favor?"

"It’s all a lie!"

"It’s not a lie." The Willguard said then turned to Dravek. "As reckless as he might be, you can always trust a Redflame to keep their word. The favor is real. Still..." He paused slightly. "One favor is too small, if you ask me. To be used like that, it should be three."

Many eyes glinted. One favor was tempting, but three was just insane.

Dravek curled his fists. The temperature around him continued to rise until he released them, steam bursting outward.

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