Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1467

Chapter 1467: Obnoxious

(A/N: Sorry for the delay! Enjoy!)

During a hostage situation, it was very likely that everything that came out of the mouth of the one whose loved one was in danger were lies. A bluff.

No one who truly loved another would simply abandon them, especially not in a threatening situation.

Iona knew this well. It was common sense, after all.

Yet, Atticus had just spouted words that went against that fact. Killing the god would force the champion to kill the hostages.

Would he truly abandon his loved one?

’A bluff.’

"W-what the hell are you doing, you stupid bastard!" The god thundered from Atticus’ grip, "kill the stupid bitch first! Show him you’re seriou—Arhhhhh!"

The heat rose, sizzling his flesh.

"Do that," the princess stared at the champion coldly, "and you won’t have only him to deal with."

’It’s a bluff.’

Iota thought, then gulped, feeling sweat trickle down his face.

’What is that stare.’

Despite the clamor, Iota’s eyes were locked onto the cold, unblinking Atticus. He hadn’t spoken a single word since earlier, yet Iota had never felt so pressured.

’There’s nothing to be scared about! A bluff, a bluff.’

He was absolutely sure about that. What else could it be? Would he truly forsake his loved one? Iota refused to believe that.

However, in the midst of the unbearable heat, and the suffocating presence of Atticus, Iota found his heart pounding fast.

’I can’t cross him.’

Instincts were never false. And right now, his were screaming at him.

One more second passed.

"A-are you fucking deaf! You bastard! Kill the bitch, kill the bitch!"

As the two seconds turned to one, Iota lowered his arms.

"Alright! Alright! Wait, I’ll release them, okay?"

As he released his grip and set them free, he raised both arms.

"See? They’re free." He swallowed hard, wiping sweat off his forehead. "A deal’s a deal. Now release hi—"

Atticus closed his grip and crushed the god’s head in a burst of blood and gore.

"W-what are you doing!?"

Iota screamed, staring at Atticus in disbelief, but all he received was Atticus’ glacial stare.

With his god dead, a white light engulfed the terrified Iota the next moment, and just as he began to disappear, Atticus spoke;

"I’ll find you."

Iota widened his eyes in horror. He had just realized something truly terrifying, Atticus was now his god!

As he vanished in a burst of light, the temperature reverted back to normal.

"Atticu—"

Magnus was cut short as Atticus suddenly embraced him deeply.

"I’m glad you’re okay."

Though startled, Magnus smiled warmly and returned the hug.

"Me too."

After a moment, they separated.

"How did you find me?"

Atticus shrugged and pointed to the sky, where clouds had just begun to disperse.

"There’s only one person I know who would use lightning to fight in the middle planes."

Magnus cleared his throat and turned his gaze away.

"Still not used to using will..."

Atticus laughed. His grandpa could be really cute sometimes but didn’t realize it. He patted his shoulder.

"You’re perfect the way you are, grandpa. Don’t change."

Though embarrassed, Magnus turned and smiled warmly at his grandson.

"...okay."

"Who the hell are you?"

Atticus turned and saw a petite girl and a beautiful woman staring at them.

"Grandpa... friends of yours?"

Magnus was about to nod when the princess narrowed her eyes.

"How rude. Is this how you greet your superior?"

The woman nudged her suddenly, but she only fumed.

"Don’t stop me, Kiara! It’s only right to teach people lesser than yourself."

The woman sighed and suddenly stepped in front of her, bowing deeply.

"I express my deepest apologies. My lady is... special."

"Hmph." She folded her arms and raised her chin. "It’s better you tell him the obvious. He looks slow."

The woman sighed and bowed lower.

"I’ll take full responsibility!"

"...it’s fine."

Magnus lifted her up gently.

"What the hell are you doing, Kiara! As my subordinate you shouldn’t bow to anyone!"

’What the hell is this?’

Atticus glanced at Magnus, who shrugged with resignation.

"They helped me."

Atticus had read the scene the moment he arrived. Magnus fought along with the black haired woman, which clearly meant they were together.

Still, he stared at Magnus with a pitying look, causing the man to clear his throat. Not even he could survive being together with this... special princess.

’I should say my gratitude and leave.’

"Thank you for helping my grandfather." Atticus bowed slightly. "Let me know if you need anything."

"It’s only right to help your lessers." She said with a flick of her hair.

"Also, you should be ashamed of yourself. Putting your grandfather in such a dangerous situation when he’s so weak. Tsk. Tsk. He should be on his rest bed."

Magnus audibly cleared his throat, mouth twitching, while Atticus narrowed his eyes slightly.

The air turned heavy.

"I am grateful for your help, but you should mind your business."

"Ho? A lesser threatening me?" She raised an eyebrow, shrugging away the hand of her subordinate trying to stop her.

"What if I don’t want to mind my fucking business? What you gonna do?"

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