I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

Ten more minutes had gone by within a flash and the thirty students were finally done with their harsh run.

Some lay sprawled on the ground while others were gulping in the water that had been served by the Lecturer.

Lecturer Crown Bishop was in the middle, inspecting his students as well as giving them recommendations on improving their physical and stamina.

"You must be Lady Ciara; you are quite formidable; what kind of exercise do you do?" He lingered more as he stared at the red-eyed beauty, his eyes scanning what it shouldn't be looking at.

Ciara was sensitive to these things, but her fatigue clouded her judgment at this moment, as she gulped in water from the bottle he handed over to her.

"Exercises? Stretches, Cardio, the normal". She replied nonchalantly, ignoring the water drops that stuck to her shirt, causing it to cling to her precious assets, together with the sweat.

Some of the boys in her class could not take their eyes off this moment, and Lecturer Crown Bishop found himself appreciating such a meal of a sight.

But then a particular golden-haired walked up to the Lecturer and tapped him. "Attend the other students, please." He said with a scowl, causing Crown to flinch as he nodded awkwardly.

Jane sighed watching him walk away, before turning towards Ciara.

"I didn't need your help," She said firmly, a radiant crimson intensity flickering in her eyes as she locked her gaze with Jane.

Jane remained silent without replying. He glanced around to find the other boys staring, and he clicked his tongue.

"The fuck you looking at?" He snapped at them, causing them to turn around and focus on their own business.

"I don't need your help," Ciara stated again, ready to walk away from Jane, but he held her still.

"...you, you shouldn't let others look at you like that". He managed to say, his cheeks hinting a bit of red.

Ciara froze, turning her head behind to find Jane's hands on hers.

Her body tensed and an unknown sensation began to creep in, but with a thug, she pulled her hand away.

"Don't touch me". She said, her tone firm and low but her eyes and cheeks exposed the emotions she tried to hide away. "Aren't you one of them? You're staring at me like that as well".

She said, the red on her cheeks disappearing as quickly as it came and the intensity in her eyes, dying out.

"I…I…." Jane was an honest person, and though his feelings towards her were pure, he couldn't deny that he didn't have other thoughts after seeing that scene. Continue your saga on empire

'What could I have done? You're so…so…what's that word again?' He thought in his mind, but with a sigh, he turned around.

"I'm sorry". Then he walked away.

Ciara was left in a state of confusion, but her resolve straightened it up as she turned away. 'It's his fault for doing that!' She thought in her head, a particular memory coming to mind as her cheeks turned red. 'How dare he?!'

While this was going on, Raph and Darell were locked in a conversation when Javier and his two friends walked up to them, a bottle of water in each of their hands.

"Raffaelo…or do I have to call you Young Master Raffaelo as well?" Javier's voice rang through the air, gaining the attention of the students who were still resting on the field.

Raph also turned towards him, an amused expression on his face as he raised a brow. "You need something, Javier?" He asked, disregarding his statement. "Oh, just Raph is fine".

Javier flinched, but his expression remained unperturbed. "Hah…Of course, Raph, I heard something about a club. Ambitious much already are we?"

"...well, yeah. I do intend on creating a club, do you have an issue with that?" Raph raised his other brow, and a small chuckle exuded from his lips. 'Hah? Is he trying to bully me? He's doing terribly'

Javier bit his lower lip. "Have you forgotten that we are only in Year 1? We do not have that right, or is it that the great families are different from us, system users?".

"...good question? I mean. You can try and make your club too, I can chip in a word for you too if you need me to". Raph replied with a smile, causing Javier to take a step back.

He grunted and his brows furrowed deeply, as his lips turned into a scowl. He seemed displeased. "You are the Class Monitor; you ought to do your job instead of seeking more responsibilities."

"....well, you do have a point. But what can I say? I have an ability called Multi-tasking,".

"Huh? You think you can do both? Are you retarded?". Javier smiled at the end of his statement, expecting the next response to be part of his calculations.

A muffled whisper spread through the students as they watched the event unfold.

Raph took a long sigh. He stared at Javier and then flickered his gaze in search of the Lecturer.

'As I thought, he's curious to find out what I'll do'.

Provoking a student was one thing, but insulting them is another. 'At least he didn't bring up names he shouldn't'.

"Gladly for the both of us, I am not. Especially since I am your Class Monitor, and let me remind you, Javier.

I am in charge of our class, meaning this provocation will not go unpunished, so I would advise you to stop".

Javier's smile turned to a frown after that response. His eyes flickered for a moment as his thoughts began to order themselves in his mind.

'Why? Why won't he get upset?' He thought. 'Kids our age hate to be ridiculed, especially publicly, but he replies so maturely without showing any form of hesitation'.

It seemed like his plan of forming a drift in the class between the system users and the great families wouldn't be able to take fruit at the moment.

'It is enough that he takes the position away from me, but his ambitions don't just lie there; he's planning on forming a club….why didn't I think of that?'.

His goal was to become Class Monitor and slowly work his way into becoming the President so he could select his elite members, but if Raph were to form a club and invite all of the Great families in their class nonetheless…then his goal would become meaningless.

He cursed under his breath. "Tsk. Why do the Great families remain ambitious? Have you not taken enough from us?"

Raph raised a brow in confusion. "When did we take from you?". He asked with a puzzled tone in his voice.

"Don't deny it! We system users have to find our way in this wicked world into the top spots when you guys are born into it!

And now you want more?"

Javier had to stop it. He had to stop Raph's goals. He needed to nip it in the bud; if not, his goals wouldn't be accomplished, and what's worse? His classmates take sides with him.

'What will happen to my grand plans? I want to take over this stupid Academy and teach these non-system users that they are the freaks!"

He had always hated the restrictions from childhood. Learning more about the great families in the form of childhood stories only increased his hatred for them rather than his amazement or respect.

'Why wouldn't the goddess Mayura curse them? They are far inferior to us system users'. He thought, but he couldn't do anything about it. He wasn't the Class Monitor, so he couldn't control the class as he wanted to, or cause the drift slowly.

"Oh, I see now…." Raph's voice echoed in the air, and a cold chuckle exuded from his lips as he looked up. "...we only do so because of one reason…". Raph raised his finger, his cold gaze locked on Javier's as he said.

"....You're weak".

A bolt of energy surged through Javier in response as he felt his face flush in anger and veins pop up in his head. It felt like a thousand needles were pricked on him, begging him to explode, to stop this facade he kept on playing by.

"...Oh really…." His voice turned cold and husky. "...if we're the weak ones, then how did your father die? Hah! I know, he must have been pathetically weaker than us, that's how he died".

An amused chuckle escaped his lips, as his anger reduced with the response he came up. 'What now, Raffaelo Jun?' He thought, but his thoughts were assaulted by a chill so deep, so firm, so strong…and so cold that he froze in place.

His mind began to shiver, and his eyes began to flicker as tears streamed down his eyes and turned to ice before they landed on the ground. He couldn't think. It felt like his mind was frozen in place, and nothing but a terrible chill had begun to assault him in ways he didn't think possible.

Looking up at the sky, he got confused, as the sun was still up and warm.

"Look at me".

Raph's voice caused the chill to turn colder, and his body visibly began to shiver.

As he looked forward and his gaze locked on Raph's, the cold sensation grew and numbed his senses, and the only thing that remained in his mind were two ethereal white moons that shone with a malevolent hue.

At that moment, his mind flowed again. 'Hah, beautiful'.

And then everything went black