Atticus fixed his gaze on the door Dario had just gestured to and immediately approached. A scanner suddenly emerged from the wall, a blue horizontal light radiating out and scanning Atticus from head to toe.
The door parted open in an instant, revealing a simple and elegant room. Atticus walked in without wasting time.
“Well, young master, I’ll excuse myself and give you your privacy,” Dario suddenly bowed. “If you need me, just a single mention of my name and I’ll be there.”
“Alright, thank you for your help,” Atticus responded with a nod. The man was a master+ rank individual, it was no surprise that he would able to hear from far distances easily.
Dario couldn’t help but be slightly impressed. He loved the way Atticus carried himself. It was as though he wasn’t speaking with a kid at all. Despite being just 16, his demeanor was akin to a commander on the battlefield.
“My pleasure,” Dario said before turning and leaving the scene, leaving only Atticus and Yotad.
Atticus’ gaze landed on his Ravenblade, who immediately bowed slightly as he felt Atticus’ gaze on him. Atticus scrutinized him without any restraint.
The man appeared to be in his late thirties and had a lean build. Standing at 6 feet tall, he had green eyes and raven black hair. His eyes were piercing, scanning his surroundings with a calculating and cold aura. The large scythe hanging on his back only added to this feeling.
‘He does look strong. I wonder if he’s stronger than Arya,’ Atticus thought. To him, even though he was basically as strong as a master+ rank already, he would always welcome strong people, especially when he knew they were 100% loyal to him.
“What are you still doing here?” Atticus asked directly.
“I’m your Ravenblade, Master Atticus. I go wherever you go. If I’m not being too impertinent, I would like to suggest I enter your shadow.”
“No,” Atticus slowly shook his head. He was all too familiar with the ways of the Ravenblade, having gone through it with Arya. Atticus had no intention of going through that again.
“You are only allowed to enter my shadow when I’m stepping out, never inside.”
Hearing Atticus’ firm tone, Yotad was forced to listen.
“Just find something to do. I’ll be out soon.”
Atticus allowed the door to close as soon as he said this, releasing a huge sigh of exasperation.
‘I’ve had a subordinate for just a few seconds and I’m already tired,’ Atticus thought, chuckling. Being given so much respect and reverence was really hard to handle.
He had no idea if it was because he had come from Earth. No matter how he tried, he still felt incredibly weird anytime it happened.
Atticus’ expression suddenly turned sad as he recalled the people he had left behind at the academy.
‘I wonder how they’re all doing.’
Amongst the people Atticus had left behind, he couldn’t help but be fixated on a particular red eyed girl. He knew well enough that Aurora would be the most affected by his sudden disappearance.
‘She should be able to recover soon though and lead.’
Atticus had told Isabella to give the leader position to Aurora when he left. He hoped that would be enough of a distraction for her.
Clearing his thoughts, he decided to leave it for later.
He suddenly recalled something and instantly turned his gaze to his wrist, where the academy artifact was supposed to be, but was shocked to see that it wasn’t there.
‘Grandfather must have removed it when we were moving,’ he thought.
Atticus stopped thinking about it and swept his gaze around the room. It was simple and had all the basic furniture one would need, yet it still maintained its elegance.
Atticus approached a door to his right, happy to find what he was looking for: the bathroom. He wasted no time and entered to get his long awaited bath.
After a few minutes and a steamy bath later, Atticus stepped out, dried himself off, and wore a simple white robe.
He left the room only to find Yotad still standing exactly where he had left him. Yotad’s gaze, initially fixed on Atticus’s door, now landed on him. Yotad bowed respectfully, not uttering a word.
Atticus sighed. “Dario,” he called out. Not even a second passed before a small gust of air suddenly appeared, and the figure of Dario materialized.
“You called, young master,” Dario bowed and greeted.
“I would like for you to show me around the airship.”
“As you wish,” Dario gestured before taking the lead. Atticus immediately followed, with Yotad walking directly behind him.
Atticus was frankly surprised to see that despite its size, there was not a single unnecessary area on the airship. Every single area they visited was necessary, either for weapons, the control room, the medical facility, or the mess hall. Each was compact and kept simple, unlike the airship that had brought him to the academy.
After the brief tour, their walk eventually landed them in the mess hall. Like the other places, it wasn’t too big—just compact and equipped with a few tables.
Some of the crew members were already seated and engaged in conversation when the door of the mess hall opened, and all immediately went silent.
Three figures entered: Atticus, Dario, and Yotad. Atticus stood at the front with the duo behind him.
He fixed his gaze on the section where he would get his food and immediately approached. But before he could reach halfway, the crew members who had been shocked regained their composure, stood up, and immediately offered their greetings, “Young master.”
Atticus sighed inwardly but didn’t let it show. He responded with a nod, acknowledging them, and kept walking.
He chose his food, a tray of it materializing. “You should have just sent me to get this for you, young master. You don’t have to worry yourself,” Dario whispered.
Atticus completely ignored him, turned and started walking towards the exit.
