I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

Ash Skies was the name of the Territorial given to it by the students because of the constant ashes that remained prevalent in the air.

The volcanic smoke was harmful to once breathing, and the monsters that existed in that environment were just as tough.

Konstantin snickered as he watched the scene unfold from the screen, while Zitani sighed outwardly.

"You will get in trouble for this."

"I welcome it."

Konstantin replied abruptly and firmly, his displeasure palpable in his tone.

The others present, three in number, remained silent and focused on their task.

After all, the Control Room was one where the focus was necessary, not that the head abided by it.

"You're just as upset as I am with Filly's dismissal, so why do you complain?"

Zitani shook her head.

"I–

A scene unfolded in her head, stopping her midway in her reply.

She recalled encountering the Principal at the beginning of the event where he had explained her husband's circumstances and death.

A frown formed on her face as she shook her head.

"It's not the right thing to do, and you increased the number of monsters present as well. You don't think you're being a bit childish?"

Konstantin clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"Childish? I'm simply teaching the brat a lesson. Those Jun's think they're all that but they really aren't."

"If they weren't, don't you think it would have been proven by now?" She replied.

He paused for a moment, a shimmer of light emanating from a magic circle a few distances away from his centre.

Lecturer Shay stepped out, his gaze landing intently on Konstantin.

"What were you thinking?"

Zitani turned around with a muffled tone in her voice as she said. "He wasn't."

"What do you mean I wasn't?!"

He cried out in annoyance as he sat up from his seat.

"It's a simple Event and he will clear it easily as he has always done."

"It's not him I'm worried about, it's the other students.

Lesser, Greater and Royal beasts are a lot more difficult to fight in this Territory."

"Oh, you don't need to worry about that.

I set most of the lesser beasts to the Silver and Bronze Class."

A satisfied smile formed on Konstantin's face, leaving Shay lost for words.

He rubbed his temples as he sighed.

"Even amongst the Beasts, there are ranks. From the first to the seventh. Luckily, they're aware that the lighter the colour, the lesser the danger level and vice versa, but it's still risky.

The Headmaster won't approve."

Konstantin slumped back to his seat, crossing his legs as he placed his hands on the hovering screens, resuming his task of inspecting the Academy through waves.

"Fuck the Headmaster."

A silence descended in the Control Room, the Lecturers lost for words for only a moment.

It seemed like Konstantin would have his way this time, but something was amiss, and it caught Zitani's attention first.

For a short moment, Shay had decided to turn back since convincing Konstantin to tune it down was a pipe dream unless a higher authority arrived. He had turned around to walk away when Zitani's voice stopped him, an amused smile forming on his face on hearing her question.

"Are you sure you sent the Greater and Royal beast to Class Gold?"

Konstantin had assumed a meditative position, his eyes closed while he performed his task.

It is in this way he can focus on one thing while the others watch what he observes.

His gaze tightened.

"Of course I did. I sent a lot as well, about one hundred and twenty Greater Beasts of different ranks and twenty Royal Beasts in the higher ranks."

Shay tilted his head sideways, his brows furrowed and his arm folded.

"What?"

"You heard me," Konstantin said as he turned to Zitani. "What's wrong?"

"well, more like what's not wrong…"

She pointed at the screen, and the scene which unfolded left the two men stunned for words.

Explosions, and blisters of rocks scattered across the landscape as the cries of dying monsters ceased into oblivion.

The sight of a girl in Gothic Armour, purple and silver, with a sickle and spike mace attached by an iron chain running through the horde of monsters left a strong impression on the people gathered.

But it wasn't just the girl. A charmingly handsome Elven prince floated in the air in a pristine silver Armour, two torsos exuding from his back like alter egos of his presence.

One held a mage staff and the other a bow and arrow while a floating grimoire remained in the palm of his hands.

He was responsible for the constant explosions and projectiles that spun through the air, causing most of the destruction en masse.

There were three other notable fighters, of course, Raph exuding more destruction than one could possibly manage.

While the other two, Javier Wright and Cricken Royce, though overshadowed by the outburst of the former three left their own standing impression on the battlefield.

A brief silence ensued in the room, Konstantin watching the scene unfold with baffled eyes and an open mouth.

"What….What sorcery is this?" He muttered.

"How about the Royal Monsters?"

"They don't come until later in the event."

Konstantin frowned, his brows furrowing deeply.

The appearance of the Royal Monsters wasn't of his concern right now; after all, the Greater Monsters were being killed like chickens.

Regardless of their Rankings.

'That doesn't make sense, 5th Tier Great Salamanders, 7th Tier Giant Cyclops and 7th Tier Lesser Drakes are in there! Those aren't creatures they should be able to face so easily!'

"If one should think about it, the Great Families should have far surpassed the Great Monsters and Demons alike by now."

Zitani muttered.

"True, though, not all ranks of Devil's."

Zitani chuckled as she whipped her gaze towards Shay.

"The 7th tier Great Devil, Fountain Jokstar and the 6th tier Great Devil, Mummy Man would be difficult to face for anyone below a Master"

Shay shivered, an image of the devils playing in his head.

"fiendish creatures."

"That shouldn't explain this level of mastery though."

Konstantin interjected, his tone laced with disbelief.

"If they can fend themselves this easily against a horde of ten kinds of Beasts then there's no telling how easily it would be to fight against the Royal Beasts."

Shay chuckled, a sigh escaping his lips afterwards. He turned around to walk away, a smug expression on his face.

"So much for teaching a lesson, huh?"

He said as he walked towards the circle.

A shimmering light exuded and he disappeared with the light.

Leaving the others to their task while they watched the scene unfold.

Zitani smirked, shook her head and inspected the other screens.

"What a sight."

Konstantin groaned loudly, slumping on his chair further with a frown on his face.

'How infuriating.'

It was like he had prepared a grander stage for Team Gold to showcase their talents.

Especially their prowess in defeating monsters.

'While those five massacre the horde of beasts, the other two focus on picking up the tags….'

It was well planned, or at least seemed to be, and the points of Team Gold were quickly stacking up.

He sighed, a spark of an idea igniting in his head causing his frown to curl up into a smile, one akin to serial killers.

'You think you're so strong huh? Alright, let's see what you've got….Raffaelo Jun.'

He sat up and commenced his tasks, his tension slowly easing away.

*****

Meanwhile, just as Konstantin had assumed, the Visitors were currently going haywire at the site.

Cheers of excitement and shock as the scene unfolded.

Most were not even aware of the danger level of these creatures but merely judged by what they saw.

They watched a little girl with an ominous weapon strike down a colossus, tall as a stature, with a rock-like body and molten lava stretching across his body like veins with ease.

They watched as arrows of fire and wind were shut out into the horde of salamanders, scattering their numbers like fallen leaves. And finally, as if to test the true capabilities of his ice, Raph's snow trait was tested to its limits, or what appeared to be.

Long spires of ice and mountains of snow stretched across the battlefield of molten lava, freezing the hot surface into blocks of liquids.

The sight alone caused a stir of wonder, a feeling of awe and a tint of curiosity.

The visitors watched it all in excitement, most even forgetting the other classes that were involved with the Hunt.

Of course, others who cared watched their Hunt play out, but most who craved entertainment focused on the ongoing massacre.

While this played out for all to see, a few visitors found the sight disgusting to see.

Two figures stood amid the crowd of people, their attention fixated on the screens, scowls on their faces and a brewing tension in their chests.

One of them sighed heavily, his words coming out like poison needles.

"It's only a matter of time, Raffaelo Jun."