I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

A few minutes later, Raph slowly stood up from the desk, arranging the papers in order.

Jane and the others looked up from what they were doing towards him.

"Monitor duties?" Jane asked, and Raph nodded in reply.

He slowly turned back, only to widen his eyes in surprise. He had wanted to attempt asking Elsie to come off once again, but it seemed like there wasn't going to be any need for that.

Elsie calmly and quietly slept with her head on his shoulder, her shallow breath sending soft ripples to his skin.

He sighed deeply, turning towards the guys on the sofa.

"Can you guys…." He said, but they were both aware of his predicament and were already on their way out of it.

Raph smiled in satisfaction. "Thank you".

He slowly dropped the papers on his desk, walked up to the Couch, sat on it, and calmly released Elsie.

For a short moment, he found himself in a dilemma of either waking her up or leaving her behind, but knowing where he had to be soon, it was best he left her quietly.

She was finally on the sofa, sleeping calmly with soft breaths, and Raph ultimately found himself staring at her face and plain expression.

'....She's pretty when she sleeps as well'. He thought as he slowly stood up from the couch.

"Watch over her, I'll be back to close the club room once I'm done with my task".

Jane nodded while Darell clicked his tongue and looked away.

Raph chuckled in reaction as he grabbed the papers and headed out.

It was time for the meeting of the Prefects, where they share insights with one another and help the juniors in their time of need.

Apparently, newly elected Monitors usually have this thing called a 'saving grace' of about a month.

Raph never heard of this in his past life, but he did notice how easily it was to change a Class Monitor.

All you needed was a Duel, and the winner became the New Monitor.

Well, it's no surprise that the Academy would prefer the strongest in the class to lead it, so this law had been implemented. The challenger would have to go through a test to check if they can uphold the responsibilities that come with it.

'No matter, there's none of those students that can beat me to take my position anyway'. He thought, but then something crossed his mind that caused a smirk to form on his face. 'Oh, maybe I should have left Javier as the Class Monitor'.

He walked down the stairs that led to the Lecture Halls and finally stopped in front of a familiar looking girl.

"Alicia, are you ready?" He asked with a friendly smile as he walked ahead.

She quickly walked after him.

"I–I'm fine Young Master Raffaelo"

"Alicia, how many times have I told you to call me Raph?" He asked with a stern tone in his voice as he turned towards her.

She flinched from his gaze, her body tensing up. "So–Sorry…." She stammered.

Raph stopped in his movement, and so did she, his gaze sternly fixed on her. ".....well?"

She uncomfortably fiddled with her fingers, trying her best to avoid his gaze by looking away, until she found the courage somewhere within her. "Ra–Raph"

Raph smiled in satisfaction, and continued his steps forward while she followed.

"So, anything new from the Lecturers?"

"Well, not necessarily, Lecturer Heartfillia and Princess Meadow seemed to have resolved their issues, Oh, and news of your victory has spread throughout the school". Experience tales with My Virtual Library Empire

"Oh, would you look at that? How did that happen?" Raph asked with a raised tone in his voice, curiosity laced in it.

"We–Well for starters, it seemed like the Silver class was watching, and they seemed to have made fun of us as a result".

"Oh…so they were the ones that spread it?" Raph sighed, his thoughts already summing up what may have occurred, and what will occur later in the future. "It seems I may have spread a bad image of the System Knights and Warriors in our class".

Alicia looked up at Raph, or at least his back, and her gaze reflected a deep admiration and respect.

"No, you didn't, in fact, most of the system warriors and knights are now headed to the Training Halls. I think you made a good example, Raph". She said with a smile, fiddling her fingers at the same time.

Raph remained silent for a moment as they walked down the pavement towards their goal, the 5th year Lecture Theater where the meeting takes place. They had just crossed the Second years, and were still on their way, straight.

He sighed. "Maybe you're right, Alicia. How about the Vassal families?".

"Oh, Um, Well…" She muttered, unable to find something else to say when Raph tapped her, his gaze locked on hers. "It's alright, I more or less can guess so you don't have to".

She smiled, her gaze flickering with emotions as she held her left shoulder where he tapped.

'So firm,' She thought, slowly losing herself in her thoughts.

Raph on the other hand, had something else bothering him.

'The Princess had always said she could never trust the Vassal families'. He thought as they walked quietly. 'If I remember correctly, she said she would rather trust the Great Families than the Vassal Families'.

It's no surprise, the corruption against or with the crown had seeped deep, and its true nature was a bitter pill to swallow.

Raph knew this, and the inadequate information he had on them would not help them in their fight for the crown.

'The Vassal families either have to join sides with the princess, or be annihilated'. His gaze slowly locked with Alicia, and a smile played on their lips.

She seemed innocent, and even friendly, but he wasn't blind, no in fact, he saw more than what others could, and he knew how she acted around the System users.

A two faced bastard, is what they call them.

'....Every single one of them'.

****

Time passed and they had already crossed two more buildings that had similar structures to the others, and had just arrived at the last one.

The biggest amongst the others and third most intricately architectured building in the Academy, the Fifth years Lecturer Theatre was in sight.

Expectantly, they weren't the only ones in sight. Raph and Alicia came face to face with the Prefects of the other Classes of Year One.

Year one Class Silver's prefects were Monica Starborne and Ruth Balsey.

Monica Starborne was a Level 30 Astral Mage and Ruth Balsey, her best friend, was a Level 29 Shield Knight. The former was a petite girl with bright blue hair and blue eyes, and the latter was taller and a lot bigger with well curved proportions. She had fiery red hair and red eyes, and both stood together in the forecourt.

'These two are on the same level as Javier and his cohort' Raph thought as he welcomed their gazes with a friendly smile.

"You're late, Jun" Ruth, said with a harsh and sharp tone, displeasure laced in her voice as she glared at him.

Raph raised his arms in defense, a chuckle expecting his lips.

"I apologize, I got held up by work". He said as they joined them.

"By work, you mean planning your tyranny over your class?" Ruth asked with a raised brow. Her tone was laced with displeasure and so were her words.

Monica slowly looked up to her friend. "Ruth" She called, and the fierce looming girl clicked her tongue, folding her arms and looking away.

Monica slowly turned towards Raph after after, a wry smile on her face. "Sorry about that," She said.

Raph shrugged his shoulders, his smile remaining fixed on his face. "I do not mind at all".

"Of course you don't". Ruth said with a snarl, as she glanced at him. "Don't expect us to go easy on you like Javier did".

'Oh…what a pain' Raph thought, ignoring her comments and turning towards the two other figures that stood with them.

"Mathias Shrew, Romeo Berto, It's been a while".

The Class Monitor and Deputy of Class Bronze. Mathias Shrew with dark wavy hair and bright blue eyes, he exuded a brilliance and intelligence from his expression, which was amplified by his round glasses. He was a level 20 Mage.

The boy slowly nodded in response, while his Deputy, Romeo Berto, with silver flowing hair and black eyes that did not seem to focus on reality, simply ignored.

He was a level 24 Warrior.

Raph sighed inwardly, turning his attention towards the door that led to the 5th year Lecturer Theater as a thought crossed his mind. 'What a pain'.