I regressed and became the Sword Ice King-Chapter 265 - - Council Club Room

Raph and Elsie were led by Rebecca and Thalia out of the Cafeteria to the Academic Complex.

Raph had a vague idea where they were being taken to, after all, it wasn’t the first time he had seen an occurrence like this.

’Though, all of it was in my past life and never really included me’.

The Academy has the right to apprehend students who disobey Academic rules, and of course, that includes administering the punishment.

’but to be honest, for Elsie and I….this is more like a placated punishment’.

If the Academy had called for him directly, then he was likely to face expulsion if his case didn’t make logical reasoning.

Raph was lost in thought, a moment of silence suffused between the two until a thought crossed his mind.

He turned to his side, his gaze lingering on Elsie and her sudden new hairstyle.

’She’s so cute…’ he muttered when memories of an unforgettable night replayed in his head.

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He turned away when she suddenly looked up at him, shaking his head to get the thought away.

"What’s wrong?" She asked.

"Your darkness attribute, you said it was a scary thing to use, and that’s why you choose to learn it. You seem to be enjoying every moment of using it now, though".

A smile formed on Elsie’s face as she looked away, another moment of silence suffusing them.

"Yeah, I really enjoyed our late night talking….I wish we could do it again…"

After their event, they had a heartfelt conversation about their experiences, especially the sudden power-up.

Elsie opened up to him about her past, her fears and her friends who abandoned her.

’Though, she seems adamant on believing it was the only choice they could make’.

Raph thought with a smile on his face.

’....my girlfriend is kind and cute….and surprisingly wise when you come down to it’.

It could be a contrast to her playful attitude towards Raph, but Elsie is the daughter of a chieftain, there was no telling what she was truly capable of.

’Well, I have all the time to figure that out’.

Just then, Rebecca and Thalia suddenly stopped, causing the two students behind them to come to a halt as well.

The two girls turned in unison, their gazes lingering on Raph for a moment too long.

"What did you do?" Rebecca asked, her voice firm, but the curiosity had never before been as palpable as it was now.

"Where did you go?" Thalia asked, adjusting her glasses.

Both had a question that had been biting at them since a while ago, but they chose to leave it out, at least until they got to the bottom of it.

Raph scratched the back of his head in an awkward silence.

"The Border Town" He replied. "Didn’t Fiona tell you about me leaving? I came over to her Tower to get some… equipment".

His sisters stared at him for a moment, turning around and continuing their walk.

They had reached the 5th-year Lecture Building and headed inside.

"You’re lucky we were able to take your case from the Lecturers," Thalia said with a sigh.

"You would have been in an unpredictable spot if we didn’t. And we just rounded up the thing with the king too". Rebecca muttered.

They reached the stairway and climbed up, heading to the next floor.

"Hah….thanks Sisters, but that thing with the king….you can’t possibly mean?" He muttered.

"Yeah, Gloria and Thylan Swanstrom are wedded now. He’s living in the Estate with Mother and Gloria". Rebecca replied, shifting her gaze towards Raph. "We were able to push it aside for a while, but the king got impatient"

Raph clicked his tongue as a sigh escaped his lips.

By now, they had gotten to a door. One that Thalia opened, and they walked in and locked behind them.

Upon entering, they were greeted by the bright smiles of Phestus.

’....this isn’t a punishment is it?’ Raph wondered as they walked up to the couches presented before the office table and chair where Phestus seated patiently.

The interior was very similar to most Club rooms, but this had a unique flair to it.

Portraits of the last five Council Presidents were hung above the office table and chair.

With unique flower pots arranged at the windows and a mature, yet sophisticated decor.

It felt like a good meeting place for nobles.

"So, the perpetrators have returned" Phestus said as he folded his hands, his gaze lingering on the people that worked in.

"We’ve been worried, Raph"

"I apologize". Raph replied as they were given a seat opposite the couches of Rebecca and Thalia.

Phestus suddenly pulled out a wand, waving it across the air before a dome suddenly erupted from the tip and spread throughout the room.

"We don’t need apologies, we need the truth. We know you wouldn’t leave for a long time if it weren’t for something worth your while".

’He set up a noise cancellation dome without incarnating….nice’.

He muttered, his gaze shifting to his sisters.

"Remember the assignment I said Meadow gave to me".

"Princess Meadow?" Phestus repeated, curiosity etched in his voice.

Raph nodded in reply. "Yes….I will have to talk with her too because she roped me into something I never thought I would get involved with".

Thalia and Rebecca glanced at each other while Phestus wore a contemplative expression.

"The succession war?". They said in unison.

"Yes, despite it being kept under wraps….we’re aware that the King’s children will come at each other’s throats if it means taking the crown".

"Yes, and that’s why he’s made it clear from the start who He wants". Phestus said.

"Yes, Raph but even without that, Thylan and his daughters aren’t capable of being Kings. He ignored their imperial training and focused on Julian". Thalia said with a sigh.

"That may be true, but Meadow isn’t as simple as she seems….and the forgotten Prince was given the same training if not twice as much".

The girls stared at each other in surprise while Phestus remained with a polka-dot expression. It was evident, after all, that their conversations had led to him saying this.

"You….you found the forgotten Prince?" Rebecca asked, her surprise unable to be repressed.

Raph’s smile widened. "Not just the forgotten Prince, but at least two hundred worth of manpower.

We can’t use the Jun knights for a rebellion because the North will be left unchecked but we can make use of Mercenaries".

Their expressions turned complicated. A tense silence suffused around them when a sigh escaped Rebecca’s lips.

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"All this must have happened coincidentally, but I’m glad you forage something out of it".

"Well, Yes….a few other things happened though".

Raph sighed, releasing a bit of his energy at the same time.

His sisters were left in shock, and Phestus was dismayed.

"You’re a 9th star?!" Rebecca’s voice was a loud shriek, her surprise and excitement evident.

His smile widened while Elsie giggled beside him.

"Yeah".

"What?! 9th star at fifteen! That’s incredible Raph!" Phestus muttered, his surprise palpable.

This could be seen as an absurd record if it were to get out, but there was a reason why Raph had waited till now to show them.

He didn’t want it to get out–in fact, he didn’t need it to.

It was already incredible that he reached this prowess at the age of fifteen, but they had to key in the fact that he was a Magic Swordsman. So he was basically a 9th-star Swordsman and an 8th Circle Mage.

"Yeah, I reached this level of mastery after fighting against a Mountain Baby"

The excitement immediately died down at this point, and now they were filled with surprise…and a different expression.

Elsie, though, was getting a kick from their reaction, giggling silently beside Raph.

"You fought what?!" Thalia raised her voice as she slammed her hands on the table between the chairs while she stood up. "Are you insane?"

Rebecca sighed and face palmed herself while Phestus just remained silent.

This was an amusing sight and a ridiculous conversation.

"A mountain Baby? Of all the things….gracious gaia" Rebecca muttered, shifting her gaze away from Raph. "Gloria and Fiona will do the lecturing, I really don’t have the mental capacity for enough of your stunts".

Raph had a wry smile written on his face, as he adjusted in his seat.

".....it..it wasn’t that bad".

Thalia stared at him, bewilderment and exasperation fighting for victory within her.

She fell down to her seat, a startled sigh escaping from her lips.

"The festival will begin tomorrow. Let’s just decide your punishment and move on".

"Tomorrow?!" Raph repeated. "But…it’s in the middle of the week".

"We were supposed to start this Monday, but we kept pushing it because your class representative was absent". Rebecca explained.

"If we had done any less then your position would have been compromised". Thalia clicked her tongue. "I’m guessing you decided to become a Class Prefect for a reason so don’t screw it"

"Oh…" Raph muttered, arranging his thoughts in order. "I only have a few days to set the arrangements then?"

"Don’t be too quick on your feet. There’s already an arrangement. The festival will last for the remaining period until the Semester Exams begin".

"So three weeks?" Raph raised a brow. "That’s more than a month…why so long?". The average festival should have been at least a week.

"It was an instruction from the staff" Phestus replied, adjusting his glasses as a foreboding sense of agreement suffused in the room. "I think it’s safe to assume the System Uprisers will be up to something".