Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground

The closer a Nebulon was to the main family, the more potent their bloodline. Zephyr was the grandson of the paragon of the Nebulon family; his illusion bloodline was as potent as it gets.

It was obvious that the rest of the youths stood no chance.

Only the sound of utensils hitting the plate and silent chewing filled the room as Zephyr ate without any care in the world. Since the attack on Aurora, Zephyr hadn't left his division even once.

Just as Zephyr continued eating, enjoying the moment of peace, a youth suddenly rushed into the dining room, causing him to frown.

"You know I don't like being disturbed when I'm eating. This better be good," Zephyr coldly stated.

The youth who entered immediately bowed and offered his greetings, "Young master, I have something to show you. It's very important."

Zephyr's gaze narrowed, and he immediately gestured for the youth to approach. The youth did as instructed and immediately approached.

Tapping his artifact, he began playing a video, displaying it largely for Zephyr to see.

Zephyr focused his gaze on the video.

As the seconds ticked by as he watched, Zephyr's hands holding a fork and knife slowly dropped as his gaze widened.

"All the second year top 100 rankers?" Zephyr exclaimed in disbelief.

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Zephyr gulped. What else could there be? He had literally defeated all the second year rankers in an instant!

But as he continued watching the video, Zephyr had no idea when his hands started shaking, the utensils in his grasp hitting the plate, the sound echoing across the room.

Zephyr had just watched Atticus torturing Dell, and it went without saying that he was trying hard to stop himself from running away from the academy immediately.

As the video ended, he only had one thing to say, "What the fuck?" A cold shiver ran down his spine.

The youth who had just showed him the video didn't say anything and simply stood by the side.

He couldn't truly blZephyr for reacting the way he did.

What was making Zephyr tremble was the fact that Dell hadn't even been directly responsible for the attack on Aurora, and he had still undergone so much torture.

Yes, he had been the mastermind, but wasn't this too much?

Zephyr didn't even have to be there or be a genius for him to know that Dell was most probably already broken.

If Dell, who hadn't been directly responsible for the attack on Aurora, had gone through so much, then if Atticus catches him, what would happen to him?

Zephyr shivered.

'Shit, shit, shit, shit. What do I do?' He frantically thought as he tried to figure out ways he could get out of this.

'I can avoid classes, and he can't cto the non-leaders section anyways. The problem is…'

Zephyr was worried about the division wars. What if they match up their divisions together? Wasn't he screwed then?

The thought of meeting Atticus scared him to the bones.

'"Wait!" Zephyr suddenly remembered something.

"Cancel the counterattack on his division members immediately. I don't care if the Alverians are insisting; just leave the Nebulon family out of it!" He immediately turned towards the youth and instructed.

The youth nodded and immediately turned and left the room.

Zephyr was not completely sure about what the Alverians would do, but he knew that they would want revenge when they hear about what Atticus did to Dell.

Zephyr had no intention of involving himself with that monster any longer.

He only ever hoped never to see Atticus again, regardless of how impossible that was.

Zephyr gazed at his food. "Fuck!" He suddenly hit his hand on the table with a loud bam. He had completely lost his appetite.

Zephyr stood up from the table and walked out of the room, his head in deep thoughts.

After the brutal events with Atticus, the second years, and Dell in which the entirety of the leaders' section had watched, with many of them having taken videos, the subsequent events had been completely expected.

As soon as the normal students saw it, the academy went into an uproar.

A first year had defeated the entirety of the 2nd year rankers.

This was the highlight. It was so baffling that if not for the video, many wouldn't even believe the event had happened in real life.

It went without saying that this becthe topic of discussion for everyone in the academy.

The nAtticus Ravenstein had once again spread throughout the academy.

And this event just seemed to make each of the students more excited about the leaders' summit, the point of discussion shifting instantly.

Could a first year actually win this taround? The anticipation that enveloped the academy was palpable.

If the event of Atticus burning the third years made people wary about the Ravensteins, this current event that had just happened made them completely steer clear of every single white haired student they saw.

Even students who had white hair and weren't Ravensteins enjoyed this privilege. None of them cared to check; as soon as they saw the white hair, they ran as fast as they could.

The Ravensteins becfeared, and it was even worse for the main cause of these events.

No one out of the proud 2nd year students of the leaders' section dared to confront Atticus. In fact, anytthey saw him in the area, they left immediately.

Arlo, the first ranker of the first year, was no different. His pride as the alpha had been hurt, and he felt nothing but complete and utter shame.

The stares Atticus was used to receiving, especially when he was walking with Zoey, all stopped. No one dared look at him for more than a second.

But of the whole situation, the most baffling was the quietness of the third years. Neither of them said or did anything, as though they didn't care about the matter.

The days went by, and in just a few days to their next division war, Nate visited Atticus in the advanced training room.