I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

A FEW MINUTES AGO.

On a roof, almost seven kilometers away from the Bastion, stood a white haired boy with white translucent eyes that held much depth to it.

He folded his hands quietly, his eyes deeply fixed on the bastion while a blue haired girl sat on the edge of the rooftop next to him. A brilliance of innocence and gentle beauty swirling around her.

"What do you see with those eyes ?" She asked, curiosity laced in her tone as she turned to her younger brother.

The boy smiled enigmatically. "I see them, fifty one of them….". Then he thought to himself 'and just as I thought….notorious bad boy, Gonzalo Jean is also there'.

The girl's gaze lingered on him for a while. "so, what now ?" She asked, her brow raised in an arch.

He shrugged. "We're going in….they might be more captives within the tower so it's best we act quickly".

His sister turned away and remained silent for a short moment. "a bastion". She said with a hint of amusement.

Raph looked puzzled when she repeated herself as she stood up. "that's a bastion, silly younger brother"

He chuckled, walking towards her. "Oh, Alright".

"but who would have thought slave merchants operated in the slums". Morganna said, her arms folded as she sighed.

They glanced at the residents that stole quick glances at them. Some curious kids had blatantly stared at them when an adult would quickly grab them away.

It seemed like they avoided them like a plague, not that they cared.

"Well, that answers my question". She looked away, her gaze fixed on the bastion now.

The residents of the Lower district were mostly vagabonds and very few of them actually perform descent jobs in order to earn money. It's no wonder, atrocities such as demi-human slave trade were occurring in this part of the town.

"It's sad…" She muttered to herself, loud enough for her brother to hear.

He tapped her lightly and leaped towards another building.

"I've marked them with my eyes. They are currently a single master and the remaining fifty seem to be either in the early stages of the 7th star or late stages of the 6th star".

This was part of his see through abilities. Once he records a particular aura, it stays like a magnet in his mind and he can locate them as long as they are in his view regardless of obstructions.

Aura, mana, ki, murderous intent. All forms of energy had a way of leaking out and his eyes detected it all.

"Gonzalo". He whispered to himself, leaping onto another roof and running forward while his sister followed quickly behind him.

She may not seem much but she was a 6th circle magician and a good one at that. She would have surely surpassed her sisters if she had decided to learn magic much earlier but in all, she was strong.

Together with her trait, she was more than a match for most of the 7th circles or stars.

Raph's thoughts drifted to his past life as he landed on top of another ceramic roof plate.

'Gonzalo Jean, a notorious bad boy that rose within the Peacemakers in just three years' He thought to himself, his brows furrowing deeply.

Gonzalo was a man with twisted principles, who escaped the hands of the law, time after time even when his misdeeds were exposed to society.

Slavery of demi-humans, Murder of humans and demi-humans, scamming, raping, theft ? Just what didn't he do?

He was an enemy to the human society and a bigger enemy to the demi-human society.

He was a powerful foe, reaching the level cap of a hundred and furthering his skills of swordsmanship which made him difficult to kill or apprehend.

He had thousands of goons that followed him and an army of powerful demi-humans he had brainwashed.

His deeds were truly terrible and yet, he called himself an honest businessman. Just the thought made him sick.

Well, these are future matters that haven't happened yet.

Raph's countenance had changed and Morganna noticed it quickly but chose to remain silent.

They were close that way, asking questions when they felt necessary or opening up their secrets when they felt they needed to.

They never doubted their trust in each other. Perhaps they were the closest siblings in the Jun household.

Raph suddenly flinched, but then increased his pace.

"he's spotted me, we need to hurry before they plan countermeasures".

Morganna nodded, increasing her pace as well, but she couldn't keep up with her brother.

A sigh escaped her lips as she opened the palm of her right hand, a blue wand appearing.

She spun it around, causing the wind to swirl around her and lift her into the air, then it made a loud noise as it propelled forward towards Raph, catching up with him in an instant.

Raph turned towards her, surprise etched on his face as the wind picked him up by her commands. "hold on dear brother, even I can't control this thing".

Her gaze hid a glint of excitement as she said. "6th tier Jun Magic : Wind cartwheel".

The wind made a loud noise in response and blasted forward with the two figures resting comfortably on it, heading towards the Bastion with incredible speed.

Raph laughed out loud, thrilled by the experience. 'The Jun magic'. He thought to himself.

The high tier magic was an exclusive magic art of the Merlin household but that didn't mean normal magic was weak.

Fiona, the first ever mage of the Jun household took it upon herself to research intensely on magic and create her own form of magic arts, something that would be exclusive to the Jun household and future mages of the household.

It was a difficult task that took years of practice but a similar art comparable to the 13 Chapters of the Jun Swordsmanship had been created, though this was merely a part of it.

'I'm curious to see it myself. The magic my sisters created by themselves'. He thought to himself when he noticed the sudden change in aura around the Bastion.

"it seems they're on the move already" He said out loud, his voice permeating through the sound of the wind.

His sister nodded, increasing her mana output and the speed while Raph watched the series of events taking place.

After a few more kilometers, the bastion was finally in sight and they noticed ten ballistas that were lined up towards the gate.

"Um, Dear brother…perhaps they are preparing to fight an army ?"

His sister asked with a puzzled tone as the wind began to recede in speed when their destination arrived upon them.

Raph chuckled, jumping out of the wind's embrace into the air as he declared. "No, we are much more than an army".

The ballistas fired rapidly in quick progression towards the flying human, but the human didn't flinch. Read exclusive adventures at empire

He stretched his hands forward.

"6th tier magic : Raging Inferno".

A blast of deep crimson fire incinerated the arrows to a crisp as a cold chill exuded from lips.

"Everything is ice". He clenched his right hand tightly as he crashed into the ground with great force, mud splattering around. "glacier spire !".

A blue foggy mist exuded from his body around and tall chunks of snow and ice protruded out of the mist in a rapid manner, spreading throughout the complex unto the ballistas, freezing them on the spot and climbing up to the bastion.

It made the earth shudder and a sickening cold emanated from its spires.

The fifty men armed to the teeth, with different professions of the system, were gathered in front of the bastion.

Some further behind while a few more further ahead towards the gate.

They had surrounded the human completely while shivering slightly due to the cold.

One of the prominent goons out of the fifty walked forward. "do you not know which establishment this is ?" The man asked, his tone laced with annoyance while the fog cleared revealing the white haired, young boy.

The man twitched but then a smile crossed his face. "what ? I thought you were a member of the twelve great families or something….but you're just a blind boy".

The man said, easing the tension within the hearts of the rest.

"Oh ? Did you get lost, kid ?" Another cried out. Then slowly, they grew lighthearted on seeing the boy but Raph, the young boy in question decided not to reply.

He simply smiled, fighting off the temptation of laughter.

The man approached Raph, towering over him easily. Although Raph was tall for his age, he had to admit that he looked rather small compared to this man.

He must be one of the soldiers in charge of Bastion, was what Raph thought.

"Now, kid…I will have to take you under custody". The man said with authority in his tone, tapping the shoulder of the boy when his body froze and a blue foggy chill spread throughout his body.

The man gasped for air and grunted in pain, feeling a cold sensation quickly spreading its way through his body like cancer until he was no longer able to make any more movements.

He froze. Turning into a sculpture of ice within five seconds.

Raph turned towards the gate, his lips curling into a smile, as a powerful wind blasted the gates open, sending half of the guards flying, their cries dying with the wind.

His immaculate sister stepped into the compound, a smile on her face.

"Shall we sort this out then".