I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

While conflict ensued in both the female and male sides of most of the Academy Hostels, one was threatening to brew in a different location.

On a rainy night, the moon's glow cascaded down the heavy dark clouds of the night while thunder shuddered across the expanse of the skies.

Lightning streamed through it in the symphony; the Head of the attackers remained holed up in the Pipeline.

At the same location as where the Portal had been opened, masked figures could be seen walking about while a large imprint of an orb floated in the middle.

It exuded blue mana and flickered with speckles of blue light, cascading a blue hue on the walls of the Pipeline.

On the orb were different wavelengths representing the various members and groups within the attackers.

Led by the three figures who stood around the ball, all with their arms folded, their expressions were laced with confusion and suppressed rage.

Nicho had his attention on a particular small wave that had been blinking in front of the orb.

It suddenly cut off, and his expression grew darker.

"Why are they dying like flies?"

He whipped his head towards the next man, a large figure that had first stepped past the Portal.

"I do not know, Rhakar, but this is something that I find hard to believe…..we may have sent the smaller fries, but they are no easy feat themselves."

The male replied while Mila giggled beside them.

"It doesn't matter if they are the small fries or the biggest ones. We are losing, and we are losing terribly."

"Yes, I see that."

Nicho muttered with an annoyed tone in his voice as he glanced at her, shaking his head and looking away.

"It doesn't make sense. Were all the Non-System users threats?"

They remained silent for a moment, Mila slowly casting a glance at Katherin who walked into the space.

"Excuse me….we're about to proceed with that…"

Mila tilted her head.

"Have you already set those explosives in place?"

Katherin giggled as she folded her hands to get next to them.

She glanced at the orb as well as she nodded in reply.

"Yes, we have. I believe the explosives will take most of the minds of the Lecturers away from the students…..especially if they don't want a fire spreading."

"Are you dumb?" Mila whipped her head towards her. "Did you not see that rain? I don't know who came up with that, but most of the students woke up to that disturbance….and it will get in the way of the flames."

"Well, the explosion should be large enough to start a flame that wouldn't be so easily quenched."

"Hah, what a dumb thing to say. Is this how you've been leading your Cult? Through dumb ideas?"

"What?" Katherin took a step forward, her gaze narrowed in rage when Mila closed the gap between them in a fluid motion.

Within a blink of an eye, her arm was on Katherin's shoulder, and her katana was placed neatly across her neck.

Katherin flinched in shock, her pupils dilated as they shifted towards the blade placed on her neck. She bit on her lip, her anger palpable, yet she remained still. Fixed on the spot.

"You wanna fight?" Mila asked. "Cause I'll give you one."

Nicho turned towards the women with a sigh.

He grabbed them apart in the next few seconds, his voice low and husky.

"Focus on the task at hand you two. You can fight after we've accomplished our task for the night."

He sighed again as he walked back to his former position, arms folded when he noticed another wave disappear.

He frowned bitterly.

"What is going on? Do we need to send more people?" He asked.

"I do not know if that is the best idea….after all, we have yet to send people to the other targets from the higher classes."

Nicho remained silent while Mila and Katherin glared at each other.

The former walked towards her partner after a smirk formed on her face.

"Are you scared they won't be able to face the Non-system users from the higher classes?"

Nicho glanced at her, shook his head and turned back.

"My men are from the north….but even the higher, more experienced Non-system users may give me a headache…"

"Yes, I can assume."

Mila said an image of the scenery she experienced during the fight between Nicho and the Student President.

"So, what do you say? Those students that we went for must be tough to beat since they're killing your men. Why not send the stronger ones….."

"It will take too much time!"

Nicho interjected, his thoughts reeling in as he clicked his tongue in annoyance.

He tilted his head one moment at a time, figuring out a solution from the information processed in his brain.

'Should I go down myself? I wanted to ensure the Portal stayed open….so I have to remain here.'

He flashed his gaze to the side where the mirror Portal stood.

A few more come through every few seconds.

Mila watched in silence until a sigh escaped her lips as it curled into a grin.

"How many have you lost?" She asked.

The large man glanced at her and replied.

"About twenty-six…and counting. Some seem injured as their wave patterns are a lot weaker than the healthier ones."

"I see."

Mila tilted her head for a moment, her gaze flickering between the orb and Nicho.

"....send more. You have men from level 90, right?" She asked.

Nicho glanced at his subordinate and then turned behind.

There, groups of seven were formed, led by another man of worthy build.

He nodded silently.

"You want to go down yourself?"

Mila giggled in response. "Was that obvious?"

"You've been itching for a fight…."

He glanced at Katherin and then at her.

"And it will help both the Red Peacemakers and the System Uprisers once we get the twenty."

Mila stared at him for a while longer.

"Don't you think we should go to the other classes? Class two and three have some especially high number of Non-system users….:

She glanced at Katherin.

"...according to our source that is."

Nicho raised a brow, his gaze landing back at Katherin. A frown formed on his face as he looked away.

'Hah…..where we set up?'

He wondered as he nodded his head.

"Yes, you can borrow my men for now. Do what you think is best for this operation."

Mila's grin widened in satisfaction, akin to a devil who just made a contract with a naive human.

"Good."

She looked up at the large man.

"Morris was it? Come with me. And bring everyone from the 90th level above."

She turned around towards the exit, her shoulders grazing against Katherin in the process.

"We need to be smart and quick….so I suggest you begin with those explosives, Katherin."

Katherin turned away, sighing heavily.

'How dare her?' She thought as she watched the masked figures slowly step out of the opening.

One after the other, emptying the room to much of her surprise.

For a few seconds, she simply stood and watched until the last figure stepped out.

Then, for a few more, she glanced back at Nicho and then turned around towards the door, though she was stopped mid-step by a sudden chilling voice.

"Katherin."

She froze midstep, her body suddenly screaming at her from dread. But in that dilemma, she readied herself and turned around to the source. Where Nicho stood with his gaze on her.

"Yes?" She replied.

Nicho remained silent for a moment, then spoke out.

"It seems like the room numbers you gave us belonged to strong fighters."

She laughed out, attempting to hide her nervousness within.

"Of course. There are strong fighters even within the Class One class. All of whom are Non-system users, suitable for your cause."

He remained silent, his head tilting to the sides and his gaze narrowing.

His expression caused her to shiver in fear, her gaze darting about while she tensed her body in protest of the imaginary cold that seemed to assault her.

'We–We did nothing wrong! They asked for Non-system users! And we gave them Non-System users! We did absolutely nothing wrong!'

Her gaze locked onto his, and her chest suddenly grew tighter, as if the last air within her lungs were squeezed out of her.

Her thoughts lined up, trying to make comfort of the situation.

'...so why does it feel like I've been caught?'

"Katherin."

The familiar voice broke the tension in a heartbeat as Nicho and Katherin turned to the door, their attention on a familiar aqua-haired female.

"Rudia?" Katherin called out in pleasant surprise. A chuckle escaped her lips as she continued towards the exit.

"We will begin the explosions then, Nicho. Continue to watch over the scene."

Without turning back, she walked out, Rudia glancing at Nicho before following after her.

Katheirn's thoughts reeled in as she did so.

'I've come too far to let someone stop me now….and besides. In the end, I gave them the rooms to the Non-System users.'

Nicho watched in silence, an annoyed groan escaping his lips as he turned away.

He pulled out an object from his pocket at the same time, an artefact that was yet to be distributed in society.

Nicho glanced at it in awe, nodding briefly in satisfaction at the magic engineering of the piece of artwork.

It was a round, cellular-like device, with intricate patterns and designs of engineering that let it slide open.

He did so and tapped it, a voice projecting into the air from the object.

"What is it now, Nicho?"

It was Mila's.

"Change of Plans."

"Oh? What now?"

Nicho paused for a moment but then continued, his tone dripped with venom, and a grin plastered on his face.

"Attack everyone on sight."