Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1318

Chapter 1318: Teacher

Atticus’s eyes sharpened.

"Well, as you’re aware, unlike you two monsters, my will path isn’t exactly true," Whisker began.

"I’m using another’s path. The Nature King’s path, to be exact. There was no problem using it in the lower plane, but now that we’re in the middle planes..."

"There’s a problem," Atticus finished his words.

"Yep," Whisker agreed. "You see, the problem is—"

"He can spy on you and see everything happening here when you use it." Atticus finished his words once more.

"Man, maybe you gods are actually all knowing." Whisker joked, but Atticus was not laughing.

He was chiding himself internally for not thinking of this. He’d done the same for spiritual will because of the spirit king, not a shred of it was used on Eldoralth.

What if Whisker hadn’t mentioned it? He had been content thinking he’d covered every scenario but had missed the biggest of all.

"Oh calm down, my star actor. I won’t be that useless."

Atticus was brought out of his thoughts. He hadn’t been thinking about that, but now that Whisker had mentioned it, he realized how right he was.

Whisker was one of his powerhouses, the strongest excluding him, Ozeroth and Noctis. But if he couldn’t use his will, he’d become almost as useful as the Eldorians. It was insane.

"I can still participate in the games. Even he couldn’t bypass the defenses of a Star," he assured.

Atticus decided not to waste time brooding and began thinking of a way forward.

"He can’t see us now?"

Whisker saw as Atticus’s gaze fixed on his beast flying away. He chuckled.

"Oh don’t worry, we’re safe. That’s far too insignificant to catch his radar. What we have to worry about is me unleashing my will. That will grab his attention."

Atticus nodded. If he was being honest, he had hoped to spar with Whisker. There was no better way to determine his strength than by fighting someone strong. But he had to forget about that, it seemed.

Atticus eventually nodded and gave Whisker a long stare. When the man started feeling uncomfortable and was about to talk, Atticus finally spoke.

"What’s your plan? Long term, I mean. Your goal is to kill your father. How do you plan to do that when you’re following his will path?"

"Weren’t you listening to me, my star actor? It’ll be you who kills my father, not me." Whisker corrected.

"But I get what you mean. I’ll search for a solution."

"The only solution as I see it is to abolish that path and find yours."

Atticus didn’t miss the sharpening of Whisker’s gaze. It was as though he’d just said something he wasn’t supposed to.

"You might be right," Whisker said after a moment.

"Not might. I am right. In fact, can you tell me why you haven’t done this since? You spent so many years in the lower plane, why didn’t you just do that?"

Whisker was silent for several seconds. He sighed and finally spoke. "Who said I didn’t?"

"You failed?"

"Yep. Unfortunately, not everyone is a monster like you or privileged like Ozeroth. I got tired, and got tired of trying. Unless I wanted to remain weak for the rest of my life, I had to make a choice."

Whisker’s cheekiness had vanished and Atticus could feel the sadness radiating from him. His revenge was of the utmost importance to Whisker.

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