I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

The ambiance of the sun glowed in a forever, ethereal, warm hue cascading upon the surface of the Academy and imbued energy into the lives that were suffused in its brilliance.

It was late afternoon, and the intensity of its rays became a testament to the time that ticked.

Though seasons and temperatures were regulated by the Academy, its effects remained the same.

Amongst the students were those who decided to skip the rest of their classes, enjoying the comfort of their newfound club. Albeit, a little bit too much.

Ciara and Morganna were present this time. Ciara was busy checking the books that Jane had recently placed on the upper floor while Morganna seemed to be enjoying a cup of tea and tray of biscuit with Louis at the corner of the Club room where the intricately, structured, round tables and chairs were placed.

Their gazes currently on the glass walls, observing the students preparing for combat classes.

"That's the Bronze class?" Louis asked with an intrigued tone as he bit through a biscuit.

Mariam nodded silently, turning towards him soon after. "Yeah, they are". She replied.

Just then two more figures walked into the Clubroom, attracting the attention of the others.

Raph cursed under breath as he walked towards the desk and table, while dreading the predicament he faced at the moment.

"You can't just come in here looking like that!" Darell cried out from the couch. His gaze is intense and fiery at the sight of Elsie on Raph's back.

"Like I wanted this". Raph said with a sigh, slowly tapping Elsie. "Um, Elsie, can you get off now? We're dine with classes". He said with a skeptical tone in his voice.

Elsie giggled while she wagged her tail, clinging unto him tightly. She placed her hands on his shoulders, raising a little above him and looking down at his gaze. A playful smile on her face. "No"

Raph sighed deeply, turning his gaze away as a slight red formed on his cheeks. He sat down on the chair, taking a glance at the room at the same time.

His expression grew thinner as he observed their gazes on him.

"What?! It's not like I wanted this!".

"But you seem to be enjoying it".

Ciara said from above, attracting their gazes.

"Isn't that right?! You see that! Even Ciara sees it" Darell clicked his tongue in annoyance, resuming his position on the couch. "Just fuck it, do whatever you want!"

Jane chuckled on his seat. He was on the other side of the couch, and he was currently reading a book. "It can't be helped. She's excited about your win today, Raph".

"Oh yeah" Darell muttered before turning towards Raph. "How did you do that? I don't remember ever seeing you in the training halls".

"Training Halls?" Raph repeated with a raised brow. 'Ohhhh….there was a training hall….would that suffice?' He thought in realization. "It just came to me as I watched". Raph explained with a sigh when Elsie suddenly bobbed her head upwards.

"What do you mean?! It's because you're strong, Husband". She said with a wide smile on her face.

Raph looked up at her, a scowl on his face. "Don't call me that, Elsie"

He shook his body a little in an attempt to shrug her off, but she only clung tightly and giggled in response.

"Hah, damn it Raph. Not in my face". Darell cried out, turning away with a groan.

"Oh please, would you stop acting like a Royal Jerk" Mariam cried out in annoyance, her brows furrowing deeply.

"Um, when did I mention the Fish girl in the conversation?" Darell clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"Well, she's not wrong. Why do you seem upset when you see….things like that?" Raph asked, his tone laced with curiosity while Elsie played with his hair.

Darell remained silent, when Jane spoke up. "He has a crush, but doesn't know what to do". Jane replied.

"Hey! Fuck Jane! Dont do that!"

"Huh? What kind of lame idiot would attract a dimwitted tree person?".

"Shut it, you Bitch!"

"Hah! How dare you! How can royalty not know etiquette?!"

"Oh, please, I know etiquette, I just don't think you deserve it!".

"Hah, this shitty prince".

"Um, Raph" Amidst the chattering between the Elven Prince and the Mermaid Princess, Ciara called out, her gaze fixed on Raph, and her thoughts blocked from noises.

Raph and Jane looked up at her in unison, while Elsie seemed focused on the two students arguing.

"It was your eyes wasn't it? I heard about it too. You were able to copy their styles by watching it?" She asked, her tone laced with curiosity.

Raph flinched, taken aback by her guess. 'I mean, I did figure she may get an inkling of an idea of the proficiencies of my eyes, but that's too…accurate'.

A smile spread across his face as he nodded in response.

Jane's gaze widened in shock as he glanced at them both.

'His eyes did what?!' He thought in confusion, unable to get the grasp of the situation. 'If he could learn that in a span of 15 minutes, then how much could he learn with time? And you're telling me his eyes can do that? No limits involved?'.

He wondered, and slowly he became absorbed in his thoughts, unable to hear the argument that was going on next to him.

Raph observed the students gathered, and his smile grew wider. He could not have been more satisfied than he was at that moment.

Or at least that was what went through his mind until the back of his neck felt something slippery and sensational that caused a shiver to crawl up his spine.

He quickly looked up to find Elsie smirking at him, her lips pursed together.

His right hand slowly tapped his neck, as he raised a brow. 'Did she….Did she just….' He thought in confusion, but he decided, why not just ask her directly?

"Elsie did you"– "Shhhhh"

He was cut off by Elsie as she placed her right index finger on his lips and her left on hers. Her lips stretched into a smile. "It's a reward".

'The fuck do you mean by reward?!' Raph's cheeks glowed red as he looked away, attending to the papers he left before he went for classes.

'She's gonna be the end of me!'

The two Demi-humans stopped their argument in unison when they noticed something amiss and slowly turned towards Raph and Elsie.

For some reason, all was not right at that moment, they both seemed preoccupied with their own things as if something had just happened.

Darell raised a brow and turned towards Jane, while Mariam glanced at Louis.

"..What happened? Why does the atmosphere seem different?" He asked.

Jane shook his head, his cheeks light red as he struggled to regain focus on his book.

Darell's gaze intensified as he grabbed Jane by the collar. "What the fuck happened? Why are you acting weird?!" He asked in confusion, when he heard a yelp behind him.

Turning towards the direction, he noticed Mariam holding her mouth in shock while Louis leaned away from her.

He had just whispered something to her, and it seemed to have caused quite a shock in her.

He turned towards Jane again, his gaze intensifying. "Bro, what happened?!" He asked, desperation laced in his tone.

Jane groaned, taking a glance at Raph and then slowly upwards at Ciara.

It seemed like she had resumed her task, but he was certain she saw it too.

He slowly released Darell's grip on his collar and leaned into his ears.

For a moment, Darell's body shook in anticipation, but after Jane whispered something to him, it felt like the world had flipped the other way round. Continue reading on My Virtual Library Empire

A vein bulged out of his forehead as he attempted to charge at them, when Jane held him.

"Let me at them! Let me at them, fuck! This is a clubroom, damn it!" He cried out in rage, but jealousy was laced in as well.

"Calm down, you idiot" Jane pulled him back to the couch while the others resumed whatever it was they were up to at that moment.

Raph sighed inwardly. 'Yeah, life ought to be like this…' He looked up to find Elsie pleasantly fiddling with his hair. '....Right?'