As soon as the Nebulon youth knelt down in front of Atticus, Atticus immediately focused his aura on him.
The youth’s already trembling form trembled even harder, his whole body covered in sweat.
Zoey had chosen to stay behind and watch, and Atticus hadn’t seen any problem with that. He welcomed it even, and after a few long minutes of drilling the Nebulon youth for information, with the youth getting shocked on multiple occasions, Atticus had been satisfied with the results he got.
Zoey had been a huge help during the questioning, even going as far as to ask some questions he hadn’t thought of.
After asking the Nebulon youth everything he wanted to ask, Atticus gave him some instructions and dismissed him.
He also walked Zoey to her teleportation room.
After discussing with her for a while, they both separated, and Atticus started heading towards the elevator, intending to find a particular aloof white-haired girl in the garden.
During his elevator ride, Atticus entered a deep contemplation. From all the information he had gotten from the Nebulon family youth, although it hadn’t been related at all to who was currently targeting him, Atticus had been able to get some information about the current state of the Nebulon first-year youths. .𝒎
Even though Jordinand, the Nebulon youth Atticus just tortured, was the leader of their division, Zephyr had used his standing in the Nebulon family and the power and authority he held over the others to take control of the division.
Jordinand was basically their leader in name only and had absolutely no power back in his division. In fact, just because Zephyr had to join his division, the latter had chosen to make Jordinand’s life in the division a living hell.
After a few more questions, Atticus had been able to find out that Jordinand had absolutely no idea about the ambush on Aurora.
The youth didn’t even know anything about what was happening in the division. The only time he was of use was when Zephyr wanted to buy division buildings or check what was in the division store.
Jordinand had also mentioned not seeing Zephyr at all before he came to the academy campus, leading Atticus to believe that he had probably not shown up at the non-leader’s section.
After a few more precise questions, Atticus was able to find out basically everything about Zephyr: his character, how he thinks, what he liked.
This had been the area he had gotten Zoey’s help from. He had been a little shocked about the way she basically dissected his whole life.
And after finding all of this out, Atticus’s earlier 90% certainty had been bumped up to 99%. He had been 90% sure that Zephyr wasn’t the mastermind of this attack on him, and all this information about his character only seemed to show how right he had been.
Atticus reached the bottom floor of the building, the elevator door parting open for him. ‘Alright then, I guess the earlier plan still stands. Cause as much chaos as possible.’
Atticus stepped out of the building and walked through the expansive garden, intending to find Ember.
After a few minutes, he found Ember around the area and instantly approached.
Atticus simply wanted to brief Ember about the current situation, just in case they had any intention of repeating the same thing that happened with Aurora to Ember.
She also had someone that she would be devastated if said person suddenly appeared in front of her.
Atticus simply didn’t want a repeat of that, so he decided to be careful. After briefly explaining the current situation to Ember and emphasizing the way Aurora had been attacked, her reaction had been completely expected, unfazed.
It wasn’t that she was trying to claim that she wasn’t scared about the Nebulon youths; Ember simply didn’t care about all that was happening.
Despite the years spent in the Ravenstein estate together, Ember and Aurora had never gotten close.
Although they had occasionally gone out together, this was only because of Atticus, and Ember’s quiet nature made it hard for her and Aurora to form any sort of bond.
The former was always training, and the latter was either always with Atticus or hanging out with Anastasia. 𝘪𝘳.𝒸𝘰𝑚
And regardless of the fact that they had attacked a member of their family, Ember didn’t care.
It would have definitely been a different case if it had been Atticus.
Many might call her cold and brutal, but Atticus expected and understood her completely.
Even he couldn’t complain because he would have probably reacted the same way if he were in her shoes.
If a second-year Ravenstein member had been attacked, a member who wasn’t under him or didn’t know on a personal level, Atticus wouldn’t have gone out of his way to help.
Which was why he wasn’t surprised about her reaction.
Seeing he had appropriately warned her, Atticus suddenly took out the same medallion with multiple earrings fixed on top of it, removed one, and gave it to Ember, who showed a slight shock on her face.
It was obvious to her that it was an artifact, a powerful one at that, but it had been a while since someone had given her something.
She had really missed Atticus.
Ember smiled a bit and softly muttered “Thanks,” as Atticus channeled mana and fixed the earring on her ear.
After finishing his business with Ember, they both separated, and Atticus headed directly towards his teleportation room and back to his division.
As soon as Atticus got back, he met with Aurora and the other Ravenstein youths, intending on receiving a report about what had happened at the non-leaders’ section.
And after a few minutes, dealing with Nate’s excited and hyper energy, Atticus nodded his head in satisfaction.
Although not perfectly, they more or less accomplished what they set out to do: create chaos.
And as a plus, they had been able to enslave some of the Nebulon family youths. Unfortunately for them, Zephyr wasn’t the true leader of his division; asking them to commit suicide would do absolutely nothing to him. They had each only instructed them to report back to the academy campus the next day and every other day.
At the very least, they would be useful for information.
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