I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

In the solid skies of the Kingdom of Lumbrica, and as the momentum shifts of the clouds hovered over the Houses and castles of the Kingdom, an ethereal radiant orb stood in the middle, exuding and pulsating an aura that breathed life into all.

That orb was the sun, and its crimson hollow left a trail of warmth in its wake.

As the skies livened with the Sun's beams, a castle stood tall and mighty at the far corner of the Kingdom, a Castle so magnificent, and ethereal that its architecture left even the greatest of Architects in awe.

It stood pristine, with white marble, and pristine ornament stones.

Its torrents and towers stood at the edges, tall and pointy with red bricks that served as a roofing sheath. It possessed statues of ancient beasts, gargoyles, phoenixes, and dragons, and in front of the whole castle was one of a dignified stork.

Its beak stretched towards the sky, and its wings as large as a double-decker bus spread out in the air.

In front of the Castles were tall columns and pillars with intricate carvings that held the magnificent structure of the Castle in a vision of splendor.

The concrete grounds were pristine white, and it was surrounded by a vast garden with tropical and exotic flowers, a testament to the luxury of the Royal family. Iridescent glass windows were placed structurally at different angles to reflect the might of the Sun's rays.

Within this magnificent structure sat the King on a regal throne crafted from deep crimson marble, its surface polished to a glossy sheen. A plush white cushion intricately adorned the pedestal base, armrests crafted in the shape of a stork, and its backrest, and above, the headrest curved inward, its edges rising like twin crescents, forming sharp, regal points.

That throne stood on a tall podium of magnificent white marble in a throne room that exuded a grandiose ambiance suffused with the sunlight that permeated through the iridescent glass narrowed by pristine golden leaf ceilings that were held by tall columns of elaborate and delicate designs.

An ornamental picture of a man in regal Kingly attire and a stork with a crown was imprinted in great detail on the glass ceilings, and the bright sunlight suffusing through illuminated the imposing throne room.

Rows of pillars with detailed carvings of memorial stories were lined from the throne to the end of the room, where ten, Level 100 Knights guarded, and Magic lamps floated on the surface of each pillar, adding color to the background.

In the grandiose presence of the King, two groups of people sat at each of his sides.

The right side included his seven vassals and all nobles who were directly under his rule.

This included the Head of State, Head of Finances, The Commanders of his army, dukes, Earls, and all other titles that served only to glorify the King.

On his left were the twelve great families and their vassals. Nobles that were under them, their army, and some other important figures that served the Great families.

At the moment, all of the Patriarchs were accounted for, including the twelfth, the Arcanus household, and in the absence of the first, the Jun household.

Surrounding the King was his queen, standing next to him, his two sons standing at both ends, and his Chief Advisor, Dugu Jafar, a level 100 Dragon Knight.

At the moment, all these important figures were present for a single purpose– to destroy the Jun household, and their gazes held significant opinions on the matter.

The King, especially, seemed rather displeased; why, you ask? Well, that's because the Jun household was late.

"Jafar" The King called, his voice echoing against the pristine walls of the Throne room and gaining the attention of the people present.

Jafar, a middle-aged man with Raven black hair and fierce black eyes, looked up to the King with an understanding expression.

"They are two minutes late. By the power of the King, I shall judge them guilty myself". He said, his tone deep and fierce, a testament to the power that resides within.

His people began to refute, insisting they wait a little longer, but most were displeased, and they urged the king to sentence them to death.

"Silence!" Dugu Jafar cried out, causing a chilling hue to suffuse in the air, as silence once again descended upon them like a guillotine.

"Only the King shall decide judgment". He said after that silence had diffused. He looked back up to the King, his gaze ever so fiery, and ever so devoted.

"What shall it be, My King".

King Marcello the IV smiled in satisfaction at his subjects' loyalty.

'No one. Absolutely no one but Dugu Jafar can exude this kind of loyalty towards me'. He thought memories of his earlier days as a prince played through his memories, but he burnt that image away as soon as it came, his smile turning into a frown at the same time as he said.

"If they insist on keeping their King waiting. Then I must respond in kind. One minute, I will give them one minute and if they do not arrive, I shall acknowledge the judgment you cast on them".

With a satisfied smile, Dugu Jafar bowed and turned around, his gaze sparkling with newfound diligence as his thoughts reeled in. 'Finally. I can get my hands on his daughters'. His lips warped upwards as he rubbed his lips. 'Hah….What shall I do with them when I have them? Ahhhhhh!

I must! I must have them'

His heart was clouded in a black mist, and his body pulsated with impure blood as he waited desperately for the time to run out.

Fifty seconds, fifty-one, fifty-two….. fifty-eight, fifty-nine, one– "Approaching the throne room, Lady Gloria of the Jun household, Lady Fiona of the Jun household, Lady Rebecca of the Jun household, Lady Thalia of the Jun household, Lady Morganna of the Jun household and Lord Raffaelo of the Jun household!!"

The loud voice of the Herald shook the throne room as six figures stepped in shoulder to shoulder, walking on the royal red carpet of the throne room towards the throne.

The people gathered turned towards their direction as their small conversations began to rise in volume into noise.

"Silence!" Dugu Jafar cried out again, and the room was once again suffused in quietness. He stared at the approaching figures, his brows furrowed in great displeasure.

"Tsk" He cursed under his breath, as the five figures closed the distance in equal and distinctive amounts.

'How disappointing'. He expected them to flee, to avoid the King's judgment. After all, what can a bunch of younglings do without their bedridden mother and dead Father? If they appeared like this, does that mean they have something in mind?

'Oh….this will be interesting'.

As the five figures stopped just before the long stairs that led to the podium, they genuflected in unison.

"We greet the Stork of the Kingdom, messengers of the gods that bring new life and new beginnings; We greet the King!" They chorused in unison, remaining in their position.

The King looked down with a condescending gaze, his mind reeling in displeasure, and curiosity sparked within the depths of his gaze.

"You may rise".

They stood in unison, their heads bowed.

"I see your mother has failed to show herself before me," The King asked, resting his head on his hand as he crossed his legs in royal delight.

"We apologize, My King. She is still bedridden at the moment" Gloria responded, her voice firm and commanding, with a dominant ambience.

"I see," He said with a nonchalant tone in his voice. "We shall begin the procession then. I know you are aware of the crimes you have committed and the consequences of your actions".

The King turned towards Dugu, and the man nodded, walking down the stairs as he pulled out a scroll from his ceremonial wear.

"The household of the Jun's are accused of the following crimes as of the date 7th August 1518 after the World Convergence.

1. A total of 10,000,000 in Tax evasion over the past 15 years.

2. Misuse of Demon resources in the north for military purposes against the King.

3. Monopolization of trade routes and resource distribution in the North.

4. Destruction and Death of the Participants during the 43rd Ranking Battles.

5. Collaboration with Demonic Humans in the sacrifice of humans and summoning of a 7th tier Great Demon during the 43rd Rankings Battle.

6. Misuse of authority during the meeting of the twelve Great Families and threatening of the households.

7. Improper handling of affairs of the states of the North.

8. Demi-human trafficking, and slavery. Continue your saga on empire

9. Collaboration with Demi-humans slave Merchants and freeing of the Human trafficking Criminals, and

10. Disobedience to the Authority of the Imperial Household!"

After announcing each of the supposed accusations, he bowed to the King, taking a few steps back towards his position as the people gathered by his right began to talk amongst themselves once again, causing a stir in the humidity of the atmosphere.

The King did not mind it. This time, he found it pleasant. His lips curled up into a devious smile and his eyes narrowed in malevolent delight as he said.

"So, What do you say to those accusations, Children of the Jun household?"