Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 397

Chapter 397 Brood

It was the sort of tears that one would shed when they wanted to brood about the unfairness of the world.

They had all been happy that they had a fair leader like Atticus. It wasn't like Atticus was nice to them, far from that.

But he had done one better, he had given each of them a comfortable place to live even though they had been suddenly thrust into the middle of a forest.

And most importantly, he had given each of them the ability to fight for themselves, to hunt beasts and gain experience. For the first time in their lives, they didn't feel useless and weak.

He was completely fair to everyone and didn't actively seek to exploit them, even though it was very easy for him to.

Even though each of them they were scared of Atticus, there was not a single person in the division that wasn't happy that Atticus was their leader.

If they had known that Atticus had been their target from the beginning, perhaps the current situation would have been different. They might have not have accepted so easily.

The Alverians had made it seem as though it was just random bullying. The fact that each divisions were divided across the academy made it all easier.

Which was why it was so painful.

They were starting to enjoy their time in the academy, they were starting to believe they weren't so useless in life anymore. And all of that was abruptly taken away from them by these black clothed bastards.

The students who had earlier been sobbing suddenly wiped away their tears in unison, and as though they each reached a mutual understanding without even needing to speak, they each suddenly turned their gazes towards the youth who had asked them to kneel earlier, their gazes becoming bloodshot.

They each had nothing to lose anymore. They would at least revel in the fact that they had taken one of them down.

But reality had always been a big bitch.

With bloodshot eyes, just as they all wanted to scatter and attack, the same usual bright glow occurred and each of them ended up getting the living daylights shocked out of them.

The 5'7" youth who had been addressing them earlier gazed at them coldly without any hint of remorse in his gaze. And after a few moments, the artifact stopped electrocuting them.

With each of the youth twitching on the floor, the youth continued addressing them,

"After I'm done talking to you, you will each be given multiple explosives. With these explosives, you all have two options: Wear them on you and sneak to the mansion where Atticus Ravenstein is sleeping in the division tonight and detonate it, or simply plant them around the mansion and wait for him to enter it before detonating. You all are to choose the best method depending on the situation, and most importantly, do it simultaneously," the youth explained in a happy tone.

To everyone listening, it was very obvious that he was happy about the order he was giving out.

And as the students on the floor all heard his order, a cold shiver ran down each of their spines. He wanted them to bomb the mansion where that white haired devil would be sleeping?

And although reluctant at first, each of the youths started standing up one by one, many of their muscles still having occasional spasms, and they each started walking away from the area.

After a few seconds, they had all left the area, leaving behind the black clothed youths.

One of the youths suddenly approached the 5'7" youth and spoke, "The higher years are already set, we're going to be late, Lark."

Lark turned his gaze towards the youth and rubbed his hands together in mild anticipation, "Hehehe, I can't wait to put those white haired bastards in their place! Let's go! We don't want to be late!"

Lark declared and immediately started walking briskly away from the area with the rest of the youths in tow.

It was still morning, and the expansive grassland of the academy campus in the non-leaders section was basically devoid of other students, as each of them was already settled in their respective classes.

All except the Alverian youths and the 100 they had summoned.

And just like that, the area which was initially filled with people suddenly became empty, each of the students that had left completely oblivious to the piercing blue eyes that had watched the whole scene.

'I see,' those two words reverberated in Atticus's mind like the striking of a bell, resonating deeply as he tried to comprehend what he had just witnessed.