Chapter 512 Talk

Chapter 512 Talk

The atmosphere of the White Raven division camp was as bustling as it could be. Unlike the Ravensteins, the members of the division had been unable to reach the middle of the coliseum. It was only after returning to their division that they were able to see Atticus face to face.

It went without saying that many of them were terrified as they met his piercing blue eyes, but the anticipation of the moment fueled their courage.

Atticus found himself in another sequence of being tossed upwards continuously once again. Their leader was the strongest in the academy!

Despite having many reservations about it, and with a small frown, Atticus allowed himself to be tossed into the air. He could understand why they were happy and would rather not be a buzzkill.

Of course, the smug look on Aurora's face did little to curb this annoyance, intensifying it in fact. But much to Atticus's chagrin, after a few minutes of cheers and screaming, they eventually came to a steady stop, with Atticus landing on the ground quietly.

"We have to celebrate!"

Before Atticus could even think of escaping, the excited voice of Nate suddenly rocked the space, followed by the other members of the division sharing his enthusiasm, each of them screaming at the top of their lungs.

A few minutes passed, and Atticus's frown deepened. 'I should be training,' Atticus sighed, resting his head on his right hand.

The leader summit had ended late, with the sun setting after they got back to their division.

He was currently seated outside at an earthen table just in front of the mansion. All around him were the figures of the Ravenstein youths along with the other members of the division, seated around an expansive and large circular earthen table.

Nate had gone out of his way to make the scene akin to a medieval feast. There were shockingly large pieces of meat and an incredible number of mouthwatering dishes. It had cost a fortune to purchase from the mess hall, but Nate would say that it was well worth it.

A multitude of orbs floated in the air, illuminating the area in a golden glow.

Chubby ate like a madman, as though he hadn't eaten for weeks. He had made sure to be seated far away from Atticus so he wouldn't have to be reserved.

However, despite everything that had happened—events that would have left many completely exhausted—Atticus still wanted to train.

The things he had just found out had simply interested him that much.

Atticus entered the advanced training room. Upon seeing its pristine white features, he couldn't help but experience déjà vu and recall the Bone Race he had faced.

Atticus cleared his thoughts and moved towards the terminal, but before he could change the settings of the room, an AI voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing it, Atticus smiled slightly. "Open the door," he immediately instructed the AI to let the visitor in.

The door slid open, revealing Aurora walking into the training room. "To what do I owe the pleasure, princess?" Atticus teased, despite seeing the serious look on Aurora's face.

However, the serious look on her face didn't change as she locked eyes with Atticus.

Aurora's fists suddenly clenched by her sides as she spoke, "Atticus, I don't want to feel useless again. I want to get stronger," she said firmly.

Atticus couldn't help but inwardly praise her. She went straight to the point! 'This will save a lot of time.'

"But you're already strong," Atticus responded calmly.

"No! I need to get stronger. It's clearly not enough to be useful to—"

"Me?"

Atticus finished her sentence before she could, then sighed.

"Aurora, I'm going to be real with you here," Atticus suddenly walked closer to her before continuing, "You're my family, and I really believe that there's no need for you to want to be useful to me, but since it's the way you feel, I'm going to have to accept that."