Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1560

Chapter 1560: One Month

Anorah wiped the tears gathering in her eyes as she stared at the lone figure lying motionless before her.

His white hair had grown paler, and a thick sheen of sweat matted his ashen face. Never, in her wildest dreams, had she imagined seeing him, of all people, in such a state.

She released a quiet sigh, picked up a towel, and gently wiped the sweat from his face.

"It’s been a month, Atticus. When will you wake up?"

It wasn’t unusual for her question to go unanswered, yet it never dulled the painful sting in her chest.

She curled her fist, then leaned forward and gently rested her forehead against his.

’Please... wake up.’

A soft knock at the door drew her gaze.

"It’s almost time, my lady."

Anorah clenched her teeth before straightening.

She turned toward the corner of the room, where the only other presence sat quietly, staring at Atticus with wide, sunken eyes.

’He still hasn’t moved.’

Magnus still wore the same tattered clothes he had worn during the ascension game back on the Verge. Since the moment Atticus had fallen unconscious, he hadn’t shifted an inch from that spot.

Anorah’s fingers tightened slightly. As much as she wanted to do the same, the situation wouldn’t allow it.

"Grandpa Magnus."

He slowly turned to her.

"It’s happening soon. Please... protect him."

"I will."

The firmness in his voice left no room for doubt. Anorah bowed deeply, then left the room.

A short hallway later, she stepped into a large living room filled with people.

Many of the Ravensteins, those she had come to know as Atticus’ family, were gathered there. It hurt that this was how they had met, under such circumstances.

"Any luck?"

She met Caldor’s gaze and shook her head silently. He exhaled and slumped back into his seat.

Anorah looked around the room. Anastasia slept in a corner. Ember sat nearby, staring blankly at the floor. Aurora paced back and forth, wisps of hot steam rolling off her body, while Zoey stood quietly, watching her.

’She keeps staring at me.’

Atticus had told her about his history with Zoey, and Anorah herself had felt that lingering gaze ever since arriving on Eldoralth. Still, it irritated her. Times like this should have left no space for such trivial things.

"It’s starting soon," Anorah said. "You all need to be ready, just in case."

The room went still. One by one, they turned to her, fists tightening, teeth clenching, before each of them nodded firmly.

Anorah returned the nod and made her way outside, where she was met by the blurry blue sky. Oberon stood quietly just beyond the doorway, nodding the moment his eyes met hers.

"How long do we have left?"

"Five minutes."

Seeing their morale surge, Anorah exhaled and lowered her blade. Now more than ever, morale was what they needed most.

She turned and noticed a lone figure standing atop a nearby building, frowning slightly. In the next instant, she appeared beside him, taking in the sight of the roaring army below.

"My star actor was right. You’re good at speeches. Nicely said."

Anorah frowned slightly. Whisker was someone Atticus had always described as free spirited, never seeming to take anything seriously, the type who could joke and laugh even in the face of death.

But there was no smile on Whisker’s face now. More than that, he was clad in radiant green armor whose quality and power surpassed anything she had ever seen.

She blinked at his words.

"You don’t think we’ll win."

Whisker glanced at her, then burst into laughter.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry. You make it sound like I’m the crazy one. Do you really think we’ll win this?"

Anorah’s fingers curled into her palms as Whisker shook his head.

"My star actor slaughtered thousands of barons, laid waste to the Redflames on the Viscount layer, killed an Abyss Count, Willguard, and many other counts, then climbed all the way to the Marquis layer and killed dozens of Marquis from different major factions."

"They came for him first."

"Oh, don’t get me wrong. I enjoyed every bit of the show. I’d want him to do the same thing again if it ever happened." He paused, then exhaled. "But this situation we’ve found ourselves in is as grim as it gets."

His gaze shifted to the veil.

"If he doesn’t wake up soon, this world will fall."