I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

Headmaster Dreau furrowed his brows intensely while the Jun sisters approached Raph.

He seemed stuck at the statement Raoh had made only a few moments ago.

'He knows what they're planning? But how?'

He wondered, his gaze fixed on him as he conversed with his sisters.

He focused on his eyes, his intrigue growing slowly as he stared at it.

'Michaelo did mention how their traits give them different abilities.'

His brows furrowed deeper.

'But wasn't his ice manipulation his only trait?'

Though he seemed fixated on his thoughts, time had not given him enough space to break it down.

Raph's voice pierced through his thoughts and he looked up to find the people within the room all staring at them.

He sighed, shaking his head.

"What is it? What did you see?" He asked.

Raph scratched the back of his head, a shade of afterglow glistening within his eyes.

"Well, for starters. They have a meeting place and it's within the Academy."

Kazim shrugged. "We figured that out already. Did you see something else?"

"Firstly, what I see with my eyes is specific and follows a certain pattern. I generally can't find what I want specifically but I get something close to it."

Raph replied, a sigh escaping his lips as he continued.

"With that in mind, while I saw their plans, I couldn't see the location of where that plan was taking place."

Kazim and the Headmaster groaned slightly. Their discontent evident, though, only temporary.

"It's good enough that you saw their plans. If we know what they're going to do, then fighting back and defending should be an easier thing."

"Agreed."

"Well, other than their plans, I took note of the environment where their plan was taken out.

It was a dark and humid cave, with pipelines and a crowd wearing cloaks."

"Pipelines?"

Head Master Dreau shifted from the dome, his gaze widening. "Are you certain?"

Raph nodded.

"Yes. I will go over the plans first and give in the other details of what I saw."

Rebecca and Thalia nodded.

"Do that."

"Alright then…"

Raph took in a deep breath, images flashing in his head as he began to recollect what he had watched and seen within the depths of Wisdom's mind.

"There was a crowd. A crowd in cloaks, not more than forty or there about and they all seemed…..perplexed, worried?"

He stopped, his thoughts rearranging the words while the others paid rapt attention.

"I'm not certain, but they seemed like they were in a rush. I'm certain this was something that occurred after the explosion in the Staff Building at the time. But the people were stubborn, and they wished for their leader to take charge and attack the Academy."

"So, why haven't they?"

Kazim asked.

"...they, they weren't strong enough."

A smirk grew at the side of his lips as he turned to him.

"It was expected. The people who are protecting the Academy are powerful in a sense and the Headmaster has never showcased his power. They were wary of him and other students as well as Lecturers that would get in the way."

Rebecca nodded.

"As expected, what did they decide to do then?"

"It seemed like they're working with the Red Peacemakers."

A pin-drop silence suffused the air, Head Master Dreau sighing deeply as he looked away.

'This isn't a matter that should be handled with care. We can't have any more people knowing about their involvement with the Red Peacemakers.'

It would only affect the reputation of the Academy, as these were Lecturers that were from there.

"The Red Peacemakers?" Kazim repeated, his shock palpable.

Despite the prolonged silence, it seemed like Kazim was the only one with a vivid surprise.

The others had either kept theirs to themselves or didn't at all.

"Why the Red Peacemakers?"

"They struck a deal. Twenty bodies of Non-system users for two of their executives.

Those executives will fight with them in achieving their goal."

"That explains those two from the previous day," Rebecca interjected.

"I assumed so as well. They must be the ones attacking the Academy as well. If they truly wish to obtain that number of bodies then they will resort to violence until they accomplish that goal."

"Yes. Their initial goal is creating a world of System Users, a utopia where they rule over themselves and determine the fate of the Non-system users."

"Absurd!" Headmaster Dreau cried out, his tone sharp and high, catching the people gathered off guard for a second.

He seemed to have composed himself afterwards, his thoughts coming in order.

"It's an absurd dream, a goal they shouldn't dream of obtaining.

The goddess Mayura appointed them as the head Household to rule over them.

It's the reason the Great Families serve them to this day. What a useless goal."

Raph nodded slightly. "I agree as well, Head Master, but that isn't what they think.

They want to completely overtake the Academy. Once they have the complete bodies, they move on to the next plan.

Overtaking the Academy.

They'll start by using the Visitors as shields while introducing their ranks and other assassins into the Academy during the festival.

By the time they attack, we would have been caught off guard."

Raph folded his hands and continued.

"The attacks are meant to weaken the Academy while taking their eyes off their real target."

A moment of silence prolonged after, their intrigue pulled to its highest by his statement.

Kazim sighed deeply, his thoughts arranged in order.

'If they wish to take over the Academy, it's obvious who they will go after.'

They didn't need to think twice, and the Headmaster had already gotten the memo.

He shook his head, clicking his tongue and tapped the dome.

"Is it me?"

Another moment of silence ensued before Raph completed his statement.

"Yes, Headmaster. They wish to bind you to your domain, and kill you within it by your rules set in it."

Headmaster Dreau furrowed his brows.

'My domain? Have they been studying my territorial Space? But that is impossible without the help of a specialist.'

His gaze narrowed as he turned towards Raph. "Was there anything else?"

Their gazes locked on one another, and a moment of silence ensued between them for a second, a smirk growing from the corner of Raph's lips.

'He figured it out already.'

"Yes, there's a middleman within the Control Room who is letting these people in and out.

He doesn't belong to a society nor the Uprisers, but simply gets paid to perform tasks."

Rebecca and Thalia's gazes slowly widened with his statement while a frown grew across Kazim's face.

"Did you see the person?"

Raph turned towards him, a curt nod exuding from his figure.

"Only for a moment–

"AHHHH!!!!"

A sudden scream cut him off midway, their attention drawn to the source in a second, with prepared muscle movement.

They were prepared to deal with any inside attack, after all, it was merely the least on their list.

Luckily, it wasn't an insider attack, but Wisdom suddenly heaved himself back to reality.

He had been unconscious since the process started, and his sudden awakening baffled his senses severely.

He groaned in pain, heaving and panting, sweat running down his forehead as he looked up.

His gaze was constricted, his mind blurry, his attention shifting to Raph.

"You–What did you do?!"

His voice was a cold and cracked shiver, his throat reverberating with force at the statement.

"What did you do to my head?!!!"

He cried out, his body pulsating as he jumped on the chair, tilting it on the ground with a solid shove.

His body pulsated, veins popping beneath his skin like a river line.

"You–You invaded my–my–you bastard Jun!"

He continued to rain assault after assault with his words at Raph, who had turned away and focused on the others.

"The one you are looking for, I can identify him but I do not know his name."

Kazim nodded while the Headmaster turned around and opened a doorway through the Portal.

"Why do we waste time? Take me to the man who is leading my Academy to ruin."

Wisdom raised a brow, confusion laced in his gaze.

Raph had turned back, their eyes locking for a moment before he winked at him and walked after his sisters.

Wisdom was further left in a puddle of confusion, lost in thoughts at what had just transpired.

"Where are you going?! Where?!"

He cried out, jumping on his chair and shoving it forward.

"Where?! Tell me, you bastards!"

He cried out, shifting forward again, the chair suddenly tripping and tipping over, his body colliding on the ceramic floor with a thud.

He groaned, blood draining down his forehead and previous wounds. Pain rushed within his body like electricity, but his determination remained unquenchable.

He crawled his way to the wall of the dome, little by little, his groans echoing within the walls, his blood trailing his steps like a snail trail.

It was a futile attempt but a stubborn one.

He wished to know what he had seen, what he had taken.

His memories had not just been watched and read like a video, but they had been assaulted.

Illusions and strange shapes and changes in the contour of reality sent him into a spiral.

His entire body had been riled up forcefully, a wretched command taking root in his cerebrum.

As he reached the dome, he smirked, pairs of bloody teeth revealing themselves against the dome like a mirror.

He used his head, and reached out to the dome, rushing to smash it open.

"I will stop you bas—

PSSST!

His body exploded into a pool of blood and flesh, intestines and viscera hanging on the roof of the dome.

The only evidence of his being, scattered into bits of nothing.