Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1618

Chapter 1618: Flock

Her silver eyelids fluttered open as she blinked weakly against the light.

"Urg... what happened... where am I?"

Raising her arm to shield her eyes, she blinked away the lingering haze, only for her eyes to widen suddenly as her memory returned.

"Ah! That Redflame bastard!"

"Lyra."

Zair’s firm hand gripped her shoulder before she could leap to her feet, and she immediately relaxed at the sight of him.

"...Brother? Ah, thank the stars. Looks like you saved me. I’m so—"

"No."

"...Huh?"

She blinked in confusion.

Zair didn’t answer immediately, instead casting a sidelong glance toward the white haired man standing quietly behind him.

"He did."

"...!"

Lyra’s eyes widened the moment she saw Atticus, but her shock quickly twisted into anger.

"It’s you! The scammer!"

She sprang to her feet, not bothering to dust off her clothes as she pointed accusingly at Atticus.

"I told you I’d give you a piece of my mind the next time I saw you! You—"

"Lyra!"

Zair grabbed her arm and pulled her back sharply, causing her to turn toward him with confusion written across her face.

"...Brother...?"

Zair let out a heavy sigh, as though weighed down by something. Seeing him react that way, a faint sense of unease crept into Lyra’s chest, and she swallowed quietly.

"What’s going on?"

Zair hesitated briefly before explaining everything to her, and by the time he finished, Lyra had begun pacing back and forth across the forest floor, biting her nails anxiously.

"No other choice?! You’re always telling me to be careful, telling me not to do reckless things, and now you go and do something like this?! How could you agree to that?!"

"...There was no other way."

Zair lowered his gaze with a helpless expression. Lyra softened slightly at the sight, but the fierceness in her eyes did not fade.

"...He’s a stranger, brother. Becoming someone’s slave is—"

"The both of you."

The siblings froze, then turned toward Atticus at the same time.

He stood there, watching them with a blank, indifferent gaze.

"...What?"

"...Both of you will serve me. Not just him."

Atticus spoke plainly, as though the matter carried no significance.

"...You..."

Lyra stared at him, stunned.

"...Lyra... please."

"But we don’t even know who he is!"

She locked eyes with Atticus.

"What happens if I refuse?"

"I’ll kill both of you."

"..."

"..."

The siblings exchanged a brief glance, then swallowed.

’Is this the kind of person he is?’

Zair curled his fists. It seemed he had truly made a mistake.

"Lyra..."

"Alright. I’ll do it."

Zair was caught off guard by her sudden response.

’It’s time to make my message louder.’

Atticus was not someone who sought attention. He preferred to kill silently and efficiently, without drawing unnecessary attention.

That was why his earlier declaration to the Redflame had never been reckless, but deliberate.

The fastest way to ascend the planes was to kill gods and absorb their worlds, and Atticus had chosen to accomplish two objectives at once.

By openly insulting a major faction, he had given them no choice but to respond. Since their pride wouldn’t allow it, they would definitely seek to punish him for his arrogance and restore their dignity.

All Atticus needed to do was wait, and they would flock to him.

’They’re here.’

His eyes narrowed slightly as he felt multiple presences converging on his location.

"Enemies... a lot of them."

Zair immediately looked toward him with a serious expression, and even Lyra’s face grew tense as she sensed it as well.

"Try and keep up."

Atticus gripped the hilt of his katana, and in the next instant, he was gone.

"...!"

The siblings’ eyes widened in shock at the sudden burst of speed, but they weren’t given even a moment to react.

"What—!"

"Who—ahh!"

"An attac—!"

Screams erupted from all directions as a streak of silver swept through the forest, faster than their eyes could follow.

Everything occurred swiftly. The screams that had erupted in panic began to fade one by one, until silence slowly reclaimed the forest.

The siblings came to an abrupt stop then, their breathing uneven as their trembling eyes fixed on the white haired figure calmly emerging from the depths of the trees.

Atticus flicked the blood from his blade with a single smooth motion, his ocean blue eyes settling on them with quiet indifference.

The siblings exchanged a sidelong glance before swallowing.

What exactly had they subordinated themselves to?