Chapter 382 Scratches
The terminal floor suddenly radiated an intense golden light that illuminated the area and in the next second, the form of a white haired boy suddenly appeared.
Atticus took a moment, closing his eyes as he tried to immerse himself in the surreal feeling that came with teleportation.
After a few seconds, he opened his eyes, a wide grin adorning his face. He could feel his space element advancing, even though it was just a little bit.
Atticus released a deep exhale in the next instant. It was very obvious that he was currently in a good mood.
And this was exactly because he had just finished going on a date with a particular purple haired girl.
Atticus suddenly raised his right hand and touched his lips, “Still as soft as ever,” he muttered.
Atticus sighed, ‘I want to kiss her again,’
He quickly shook his head in the next instant, getting rid of the perverted thoughts that were creeping into his head.
‘I should go train for a little while,’
Because of his current situation with his points, Atticus had missed training in the elemental room on some days, including today.
During those day, he usually spend time with Zoey or hang out with Kael or Ember. This would in turn make him return earlier to camp.
He would then train his other elements intensely in the advanced training room.
It wasn’t even 6pm yet and the camp still had a significant amounts of illumination.
Just as Attcius decided to go train, he suddenly caught sight of someone approaching him from from a distance.
Atticus turned and he couldn’t help but frown as he saw the current expression on Lucas’s face, ‘Something’s happened,’ he deduced.
Atticus also approached him allowing the both of them to meet faster.
Lucas wasted no time, he was well aware of how perceptive Atticus was. He know the latter would have already suspected that something had happened,
“It’s Aurora,”
Lucas suddenly spoke making Atticus’s gaze instantly turn cold as he immediately inquired, “What happened?”
“She was attacked back at the academy camp-,” before Lucas could even finish speaking, Atticus interrupted, taking a step closer to Lucas as his presence caused the surrounding area to become heavy, “Where is she?” He demanded.
Lucas expression remained calm, although his trembling leg spoke louder of how intense the weight currently resting on his shoulders was.
There was a reason he had been the one to come and break the news to Atticus. And this was because he already knew how Atticus would have reacted.
What was currently affecting the surrounding area and making it oppressive and heavy was Atticus’s will.
If it had been another person who had a lower will than Lucas, he would already be writhing on the floor.
Regardless of the oppressive aura in the area, Lucas responded calmly in the next instant, “She’s at the mansion but…” However, before Lucas could complete his sentence, Atticus moved.
The ground trembled beneath them as Atticus tore through the terrain with supersonic speed, his figure blurring as he sliced through the earth.
Atticus transverse the distance and reached the mansion in under a second.
Despite how fast he had gotten to the mansion, a whole maelstrom of thoughts had crossed his mind.
Aurora had been attacked? Who had attacked her? He knew deep down that it was the same people who had attacked the 100 youths in his division that had attacked Aurora.
But Atticus couldn’t help but wonder how she had gotten hurt. Aurora wasn’t weak.
In fact he could proudly say that she was one of the strongest first years in the academy, and the only people who should be able to match her were in the leader’s section.
Even if they had ganged up on her, Atticus had given her strict instructions to retreat.
He had also given the Ravenstein youths the same instructions too. And despite how hot headed Aurora was, he was very sure that she wouldn’t disobey his instructions. Especially when he had been serious.
Atticus got to the mansion, immediately entering it. He met the forms of the other Ravenstein youths, mostly the male as he entered.
Each of them stood up to greet Atticus, each of their expressions filled with anger.
But Atticus didn’t even look at them, he completely ignored them and zoomed upstairs, heading directly towards Aurora’s room.
As Atticus approached, he noticed the forms of Isla, Luna and moon standing in front of the door.
The first with her messy hair bun and glacial blue eyes, second with straight white hair and violet coloured eyes and the last with a pixie cut and silver eyes. These three were members of the first year Ravenstein youths in the division camp.
The trio immeidately bowed as they saw Atticus approaching them.
“Young master,” they simultaneously greeted.
Atticus didn’t even acknowledge their greeting, his impatience palpable as he inquired,
“Where is she?”
The three of them turned and locked gazes with each other before nodding and facing forward again.
It was Luna, with her peaceful expression who responded, “She’s fine young master. She only suffered minor scratches,”
Atticus nodded. “Good. I want to see her,”
Just as he was about to walk inside, the trio suddenly moved to block his way,
This time it was Moon who spoke, “Young master, pardon our rudeness but Aurora has pleaded not to allow you enter her room,”
“What the hell are you…” just as Atticus was about to force them out of the way, he suddenly heard a soft voice from inside that made him pause,
“Atticus please,”
Atticus remained frozen for a few seconds, then he suddenly closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath and calming his nerves.
He then turned his gaze downwards towards the trio causing them to flinch and immediately bow,
“She didn’t get hurt?” Atticus asked intensely.
Although they couldn’t see his eyes because of their position, the intensity of his gaze on them made them instinctively know that lying truly was not an option here.
They all gulped.
Seeing that Moon was completely frozen, Isla quickly answered his question, “Y-yes young master. We wouldn’t dare lie to you. It was just a few scratches that had already healed,”
Atticus gazed at them for a few seconds before he nodded. .
Then he turned and went downstairs.
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