Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1730

Chapter 1730: Awake

"Ahem..." Atticus coughed awkwardly before quickly changing the topic. "What about you?"

Anorah blinked before falling silent, her lips slowly scrunching into a small pout. A moment later, she answered softly.

"I want kids."

"...Kids?"

"Yes." A soft smile spread across her face. "At least twenty of them. Like a tiny army."

"T-twenty?" Both of Atticus’ brows shot upward.

Twenty kids...?

Even one already sounded overwhelming. Atticus immediately imagined twenty tiny versions of himself and Anorah sprinting around destroying everything in sight.

"Yes." Anorah looked at him with a slightly nervous yet expectant gaze. "Is that too much?"

From a single glance, Atticus could already tell this answer could either completely make her day... or destroy it.

The memory of holding Freya in his arms flashed through his mind. Then, Atticus smiled warmly.

"No." He answered gently. "It’s perfect."

Wind swept past them, brushing through Anorah’s hair as a soft smile slowly spread across her face. She turned back toward the horizon.

This moment... she loved every bit of it.

Anorah exhaled slowly, allowing the peaceful atmosphere to wash away the heavy weight lingering in her chest.

Then, a moment later, she added casually—

"...Thirty doesn’t sound bad either."

"T-thirty?" Atticus snapped toward her.

Anorah looked back innocently.

"Problem?"

Atticus could practically hear the threat hidden inside that single word.

"...Thirty’s perfect."

"Good."

Several moments passed quietly.

Then the atmosphere changed.

A suffocating oppressiveness swept across the land, seeping into bone and making hearts pound violently. Countless cracks raced across the flatlands below, carving deep trenches through the earth.

The ground trembled.

Again.

Then once more.

Atticus’ eyes sharpened instantly.

"They’re here."

Before Anorah could respond, both of them vanished. The next moment, they appeared in the middle of the camp.

An oppressive aura erupted from Atticus, spreading across the millions of pitched tents like a tidal wave.

Ozeroth, the others, and Zenon rushed over immediately.

"Bond?"

"What happened? Why’re you leaking aura all of a sudden?"

Ozeroth and Zenon asked with serious expressions.

"They’re here."

Expressions darkened instantly.

Zenon immediately gestured toward one of the generals, whose will exploded outward as he roared—

"PREPARE FOR BATTLE!"

The voice tore across the entire campsite. The once orderly camp instantly descended into focused chaos as countless soldiers scrambled into formation.

Atticus turned toward the Pride Queen.

"How are we moving?"

She waved her hand, causing a map of the entire region to materialize before the group.

"We’re here." She pointed toward the entrance of a mountainous region sprawled behind them. "They’re here."

Next, she pointed toward the opposite side, a vast flatland scattered with small hills, before gesturing toward both sides.

One side was covered in endless forest.

The other bordered a massive sea.

"They’ll use both sides to cut off any chance of escape. I’m anticipating the Spirit Faction here... and Nature here."

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