Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1411

Chapter 1411: Unruly

’A new fragment bearer.’

The golden rays of the sun cascaded down heavily on the world of Asterra. The silence was immense.

With a gaze devoid of emotion, Atticus stared at the deep trench that formed under the aftermath of his attack.

He had missed.

’He took her.’

Atticus found his mind spinning. He had watched bits of the fight from a distance, resolving to take on the role of support because of the Saint.

In the little time he’d spent with the woman, he knew the last thing she wanted was him intervening in her fights, except it was absolutely necessary.

Plus, that was the man who had killed her loved one; it wasn’t his place to interfere in her revenge.

Regardless, his hesitation had caused a dangerous enemy to escape.

’What does this mean?’

Why had the Sentinel taken the newly awakened? Was it simply due to the heightened moment, or was there something else at play here...

’Unexpected.’ It was a twist Atticus had never expected to occur. The battle was almost over. The light of the world had returned, and Anorah had been about to land the final hit.

Who would have guessed that the one person who would be crazy enough to intervene in a battle of such magnitude would be a Marked.

’Well, I guess it makes sense.’

He couldn’t exactly be determined as normal. This was the same for Anorah, and if Atticus could guess right, for the other fragment bearers too.

Atticus sheathed his katana and swept his gaze around.

Their battle had decimated the wasteland. The resistance army, though significantly reduced, stood at one edge of the wasteland, bathing under the cascading sunlight.

The little remnants of the Will Guard army stood on the opposite edge, but Atticus didn’t pay attention to them. They weren’t his to kill.

He turned towards the Saint. Anorah’s eyes were fixed in his direction, but...

’She’s not looking at me.’

She stared at the point the Sentinel had vanished, eyes unreadable.

’She’s still in Logoth.’

Not even Atticus was sure what would occur should she leave the calm state of Logoth. Would her composure still remain?

Leaving it as a mystery for later, Atticus faced the Arbiter in the sky, who stared at the scene with a trembling gaze.

"Great Verge," he called out, "this is a battle sanctioned by you. We were supposed to fight until the last one was left standing. The Sentinel clearly broke this."

The Arbiter’s eyes snapped towards Atticus, eyes constricting.

"You—"

It froze suddenly, staring absentmindedly into the void. Its eyes lost focus.

’It’s speaking with the Verge,’ Atticus realized.

’He’s avoiding me. Something happened.’

The Verge had been quick to make his presence known when he called earlier. Now, he was speaking through the creature.

Moments later, the Arbiter’s focus returned. It straightened its posture, forcing a composed smile.

"The great and boundless Verge," it began solemnly, "has expressed great displeasure at what has just transpired. He has declared that he will get to the bottom of this matter. Rest assured."

Atticus frowned. "You allow others to break your own rules," he said, "and then feed me this generic explanation. Is this how worthless the words of the Verge are?"

The Arbiter’s expression twisted. "Watch your words, child!"

"Or what?" Atticus narrowed his eyes, "You’ll prove your insignificance again?

"You—!" The Arbiter trembled with rage, and the skies above Asterra crackled, thunder rolling like the roar of gods.

Before it could speak again, another voice cut in.

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