Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1064

Chapter 1064 Declarations

The elders of the Evolari stared at Zenon with intense gazes. Their queen had just placed the fate of their race into his hands, and though none among them doubted Zenon's wisdom or insight, this was no small matter.

This was everything.

His decision would shape the future of the Evolari.

Zenon exhaled deeply, and his eyes turned steady as he looked at Jenera.

"My queen…" he began, "with respect, it would only make sense for the final decision to come from you. You've led us for decades without fault, not once. Your judgment has preserved our race through drought, betrayal, and war. But…" he paused, sending a glance to the elders, "I will still speak my mind."

The wind stirred gently around the platform as he continued.

"When I first arrived at the military camp… Atticus Ravenstein was already the most powerful person there. Most didn't realize it, but I did. And so did he."

The brows of a few elders furrowed.

"Back then, he was stronger than me. And he also held a higher rank."

Murmurs spread through the elders. Their eyes widened.

Stronger than Zenon?

Zenon was among the peaks of the Evolari, perhaps the strongest of them. If Atticus had surpassed him then, what level had he reached now?

The thought alone made their spines shiver.

Zenon's voice continued steadily.

"There were millions of youths at that camp. Sergeants, officers… prodigies from every corner of the alliance. We were sealed off from the outside world. With the power and rank he held, he could have done anything he wanted."

He let the weight of that fact linger. Then, Zenon glanced around at the circle of elders.

"Do you know what he chose to do?"

The elders shook their heads. Silent.

"He trained."

A stunned silence fell over the council. Not scheming. Not gathering influence. Not asserting dominance.

He trained.

Zenon nodded, as if reading their thoughts.

"From what I've observed of that child, he lives simply. He avoids needless interaction. He doesn't seek out conflict unless someone steps on his path. He's never wavered from his goal."

Another pause.

"The Peak."

The words echoed over the still lake.

Zenon's tone grew heavier.

"My point is this, his path hasn't changed. Even now, even if he seeks to take control of Eldoralth, I don't believe it's out of greed or lust for power. I believe… it's the way he decided to protect what he cherishes."

He looked at Jenera.

"Peace."

A solemn silence fell again, but Zenon wasn't done.

"He defeated a Zorvan colonel at nineteen. Among many other impossible feats."

He let that fact settle in their minds.