I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

The King clicked his tongue in annoyance as she disappeared from their sight, his gaze flicking with a hint of annoyance.

He walked down the stairs, his Knights quickly lining back in order.

"That Demon contractor came here to fool herself it seems." He said, his tone laced with venom as he turned to the Headmaster. "The very thought of a demonic contractor touching me disgusts me and this occurred within your domain. It makes me wonder if it is right to leave you here to lead this Academy."

The Headmaster's gaze narrowed, his expression a mask of indifference.

"Worry not, my King. That was a matter that we had nearly checked out.

I admit I made mistakes, and therefore worthy of your decree, but my persona in the Academy is necessary."

The King stared at him, a blank expression on his face as his thoughts reeled in.

Perhaps he wanted to make things easier for himself and get it over with, but for some reason, he decided to play the long game.

A smirk formed on his lips as he turned away.

"I see. Maybe you're right. You are needed for this Academy to strive. The Dreau have taken the duty of leading the Academy in every generation.

It would be a disgrace if you were removed during your tenure."

With a light cackle, he walked down the steps, his Knights leading him away from the broken parts.

Crisps of flames remained in the atmosphere, the columns burning from its intensity.

Some had reached inward, blocked by Romeo Gutz and a water spirit, hovering behind him.

It continuously supplied water to the Hall, putting out the flames before it could consume too much of the construct.

The silence, subtle and daring lingered in the air as the Headmaster watched the King walk down, his thoughts reeling in.

"My King." He called out.

The man stopped, his head turning in his direction, a frown on his face.

"What is it?"

"May I ask why you are here?"

The King glanced around, then locked gazes with him.

"Well, if you must know, I have two children who are in this Academy and I intend on bringing the third soon."

The Headmaster raised a brow, curiosity on his face.

"Are you referring to the Second Prince?"

"Yes. My daughters seem to be doing well, so I have come to watch their event."

The King turned around to walk away, leaving a subtle tension within the Headmaster.

His brows furrowed as a stifled grunt escaped his lips.

Now was not the time to let the King walk around the Academy. He was a ticking time bomb who could explode on any of his students at any moment.

With a sigh, he hovered into the air and floated towards the King, landing in front of him.

"You dare stop me?" The King asked as his Knights took out their weapons, some dented, some fine.

The shirt scuffle with Mila had left a marked difference on the Knights, though, they endured it all for their King.

"I am not stopping my King, but here to offer a better idea."

The King raised his brow, his curiosity picked.

"Speak."

"The King's time is of the essence, and yours especially shouldn't be used for mere children to grasp your presence."

The King nodded.

"True, True. If it were so easy for anyone to gaze upon me, then I wouldn't be as glorified as I am now."

"Exactly my King. So why don't I take you to the Control Room where all is shown."

"the Control Room?" the king repeated, disappointment laced in his tone.

The Headmaster picked it up nearly instantly, his gaze flickering in confusion.

"Yes, My King?"

"Why the Control Room and not your office?"

The Headmaster froze in place, though for a fraction of a second, his thoughts reeling in.

'....hah, I might be in a bit of difficulty.'

His office was privy to even most of his trusted allies, and he had a valid reason for that.

"Hah, My King. My office may seem like a cage to your worldliness. Why would you waste your time there?"

"Nonsense." The King said with a click of his tongue, walking down the stairs and passing the Headmaster.

His Knights followed in place, the rattling of iron echoing in the air.

"take me to your office."

With a sigh of discomfort, the Headmaster followed the match of Knight and the King, his brain readjusting to the circumstance.

He bit into his lips, his thoughts reeling in.

'I can't keep him for long. I should call Kira Merlin for now.'

He walked away with the group, leaving the mess behind for the Student Body to complete.

At the moment, he had a much more difficult task than the others, which was entertaining the King.

*****

With a sudden grunt and the hiss of flames, Mila crushed into the underground pipeways, curses escaping her lips as she stood up.

"Fuck it!"

"Shit! That was fucking shitty!"

She cried out, her body warping to its female form.

A voice echoed across the iron pipes, grabbing her attention.

"Welcome back, my dear."

"Don't you! Don't you dare!" Mila whipped her head towards Nicho, his smug smile causing a stir of annoyance within her.

"I couldn't use most of my abilities because it wasn't the right time! Okay!"

"Hah? If you knew that, then you shouldn't have rushed in."

She clicked her tongue in annoyance, stumping her boots on the iron pipe as she walked away.

"Don't get on my nerves, Nicho."

"I have good news."

He said, suddenly cutting her off.

She stopped midstep, her haze whipping towards him.

"Well, out with it"

Nicho's lips curled into a smile as he folded his hands, his odachi resting between them.

"Backup will arrive this evening."

"Oh. Then how do you plan on getting them in?" She asked, tilting her head. "You mentioned it once before, but do it again"

The man sighed, taken aback by her statement.

He had recalled seating her down just for the explanation alone, and he was certain she had gotten at least forty per cent of what he had said.

'But was she even listening at all?'

"I told you. We use an artefact. It's a one-time use, so we'll have to make do with what we have."

"A one-time use? For how long?"

Nicho shrugged. "It opens for two hours and will let us get in and out easily within the time frame. The issue is what we do once we're within the Academy."

"You're saying, this is our only chance?"

"Yes. We've been underground for far too long.

The moment we attempt to escape or find a way out, we will be cornered.

We either attack the Academy tomorrow or we don't."

A tense silence ensued after his reply, Mila's thoughts reeling in.

"I see….but we don't have to attack the Academy. That's the System Upriser task. We're simply here to take the bodies of the Non-system users.

After that, we have nothing to do with them."

Nicho chuckled as he walked towards her.

"That's the thing. We need to be done with that task in two hours, if not, we join the System Uprisers in their….uprising."

Mila clicked her tongue in annoyance, her gaze shifting away as they walked into the distance.

"We don't have to do shit for them. They're all a bunch of wussies anyway.

Waiting for a saviour to come assist them in a war they started."

Nicho laughed out loud.

"A deal is a deal though. We either help them or not, but I will go with whatever decision you make."

"Then I say we go home and leave the System Uprisers to uprise themselves.

Why do we need to stay here for so long? I'm pissed just thinking about the fact I couldn't even harm the King."

Nicho laughed out loud, their conversation dying out from the walls of the Pipeline.

As their figures disappeared in the distance, one appeared from a corner, entering the spot where they once were.

A sigh escaped her lips, her arms curled tightly into a ball as she glanced at the spot where they disappeared.

'The Red Peacemakers, are going to betray us?'

*****

While all sorts of series of events occurred within this timeframe, Raph and his cohort were busy with something else.

Back in the Club room, they were done with the Activities of the day.

Some, like Darrell, used this opportunity to recuperate his sore body and mana while Raph stared out at the window from his chair.

His thoughts reeled in, his processing on hyperdrive as the line of events rushed in his head.

'So far, we've had inside attacks from two members of the Red Peacemakers and a cult of Uprisers that are soon to cause chaos, yet not didn't cause one till they appeared.'

He couldn't deny that the events so far no longer aligned with his past life, as changes he had never expected occurred in series.

'The appearance of a dragon, the visitation of the King and the high number of visitors from far and wide.'

He had gotten a lot more popular as well and would continue to do so in the outside world.

'What were the things I changed? Well, for starters, I did bring the long-forgotten First Prince back from the dead.'

His thoughts reeled back.

'Hah….perhaps my alliance with the second princess who was supposed to be dead by now?'

And all the way back to the Great Family Battle.

'Perhaps coming out first place? Father's death? Elsie's appearance? Gonzalo's defeat?'

The more he thought, the higher the number of changes he realized he made.

With a sigh, he lowered his head as he came to a conclusion.

'I no longer have future events on my side.'