I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

When the night grew colder and the moon pierced its darkness with  full glory, a man walked out of the Jun residence heading calmly and carefully towards the gate. 

He wore a cloak over his body shielding him from unnecessary attention if any and exited the building, walking past the sleeping guards as he headed for the King's castle. 

Just as he walked out, Raffaelo opened the door slowly. His gaze fixed on the door. "...". He sighed, cold breath sipping out from his mouth as he turned his gaze to the mansion. "....we'll be back". 

He covered himself up in the cloak and quietly exited the complex as well. 

"....where do you think they're going?" Morganna's voice projected as the girls watched from the window. 

"Not sure….but they saw something we didn't…." Fiona replied. 

"...no need to worry….they'll be back before mum wakes up…" Gloria turned around and walked away while her sisters watched her back. 

"...I hope so…." 

Raffaelo POV. 

The night was cold but my body was colder. I haven't told anyone but after I met the predecessors of my trait, my internal organs grew cold. Not in a state unbearable to me but comfortable enough for me to handle the cold easily. 

It felt like I was becoming one with the cold. 'Is this what he meant ?...' 

I thought about following my father to the lake directly but I'm well aware he has over a km of sense so he'll sense me the minute I enter his radar. 

Instead, I'll follow a different path to the Lake, the underground pathways that lead to different annexes of the castle complex. 

The laboratories that were captured in my past life were also located there but….it should not have advanced much at this time. 

'The tomb….' I thought about walking away from the direction my father took. 'A tomb is located at the edge of the Royal fence. A tomb built by the 3rd King of Lumbrica'.

That being said, the tomb wasn't an easy structure to find since it had the characteristics of blending in with its environment, like a camouflage. 

It was hidden away for many years before I found it by accident in my past life. 

'Now that I think about it…..it must have been these eyes of mine' 

Memories of the conversation I had with the predecessor of my eye traits played through my head as my lips curled into a smile. 

'This…shouldn't be an issue'.

*****

Minutes turned into hours as Raffaelo walked past the building complexes surrounding the castle complex. 

The castle guards that stood in different annexes of the building marched around while taking their rounds. 

They held wooden torches and their expressions void and serious as they carried out their tasks. 

Raffaelo found his way past them. Lowering his mana level to a bare minimum while surrounding his body with aura in order to hide himself. 

His aura may have been mediocre but his trait played an important factor in lowering his temperature passed below the average human body temperature. 

Finding his way past the quiet alleyways and the busiest roads, he finally reached it. 

The point where he had found the tomb. It was at the northern side of the castle where wild trees and a diverse number of domestic and average carnivorous animals were located. 

He looked around the forest and then looked back. "To think they would build these houses to hide this treasure trove". I murmured observing the number of medicinal plants. 

I could still remember how in his past life, he obtained resources strong enough to cure his illness or injuries. 

'I did dabble in a bit of alchemy in my school years….I'll have to do it thoroughly this time'. I thought. 

Though I was in the location,I couldn't see the tomb….yet. 

'Hidden with nature….' I thought as I slowly placed my right hand over my eyes as her words played in my head. 

"There is one thing I will tell you before I leave" she said while I was bundling the feelings of frustration and pain in my eyes. 

"....what more do you want me to learn ?" I replied in an outburst of emotions. She simply chuckled and continued. "The only limit to your eyes…is your will to see what you want to see"*. 

Honestly, those were the most arrogant words I had ever heard in my life but they held meaning to it. 

It simply meant these eyes of mine….are quite difficult to understand. 

I opened them and the darkness that once swept over the trees had become clear to 

'I see….so this is what you meant' 

The tomb that was hidden in the darkness slowly became quite vivid to me. 

The stone pillars that were arranged gracefully to form an arch with beautiful faded written symbols on them. The art style was breathtaking and it could have been a good sightseeing spot if not for the purpose of its structure while a small human size opening stood vividly in the middle of it. 

With a satisfied sigh, I walked into the hole and steadily placed my foot on the stone stairs.

The internal structure of the tomb had deteriorated due to time and the stairs were quite shaky. 

It led down, underground with a series of 10 stairs hinged to the walls of the tomb.

I walked down carefully and as quietly as I could while avoiding the shaky parts. 

It was relatively easier since my eyes could see every bit of the open space. 

There were wooden torches hung at different parts of the building though they weren't necessary since I could clearly see where I was headed. 

It took a couple of minutes before I finally arrived at the bottom of the tomb and in front of me was a black door. 

If I remembered clearly, my eyes enabled me to see whatever I wished to see so the thought of seeing what was behind the door before I opened it crossed my mind. 

So I closed my eyes and tried to focus as well while I placed my right hand on the dusty old knob. 

I opened them in an instant and reality began to dawn on me as a feeling of mortification overwhelmed me. Absolutely nothing happened and my vision was still as it was. 

"Well not everything works the first time". I said as I turned the door knob. 

I felt the door suddenly pull back instead of it being pushed by the force I applied on it and startled by the sudden movement, I looked up towards the upper side of the door when my body froze in surprise. 

Two big bright green eyes with  concave shaped pupils stared down at me. Its eyes exuded a feeling of cold blood thirst as it roamed around the open space behind him. 

A female snicker exuded from whatever is behind the darkness as a sharp row of canine teeth glistened white just below the eyes. 

"Oh….how interesting". 

It stretched out its hand as it pulled Raffaelo into the room in an instant and locking it as soon as he was in. 

*****

NORMAL POV.  

Michaelo had finally arrived by the lake. 

He slowly took off his hoodie as his gaze was drawn to a statue of a woman that was built at the beginning of the Lake. 

A sigh exuded out from his lips as he said. "Come out creature ! I am here to answer your call". 

Walking passed the guard and making his way towards the Lake wasn't a difficult task for him. After all, he is a swordsman at the top of game but that didn't mean he couldn't get in trouble if he was foundthis deep inside the Kings complex. 

After his outburst, nothing really happened and a feeling of frustration washed over him as he walked closer to the lake. He stared at the reflection of himself in the Lake and a smile slowly grew from his lips. 

His gaze remained fixed until he noticed the dark pond had suddenly began to lighten up exuding a white smoke in the process. 

Alarmed by the sudden change, he took a step back as the smoke began to spread thicker around them. 

The white light shone brighter and some particles of the water began to float up in the air while contesting together to form the ghost that had appeared before him. 

A perplexed expression appeared on his facial features as the ghost that he had wished was just a dream floated, with her piercingly blue eyes at him.

A cold smile formed from her lips as she said. 

"You came….my saviour". 

Michaelo felt confused. He raised a brow looking over the ghost from top to bottom and asked. 

"When did I ever save you….when you should be dead ?" 

She giggled. 

"You may not remember me but I remember you….your lineage has been passed for centuries" 

"...and you ought to be dead…" 

Michaelo said coldly. He didnt like uncalled situations that could possibly endanger him. "What is it ? What is it that you want from me that you have appeared so ?" He asked. 

"..." her expression slowly furrowed into a displeased scorn. "Give your son to me. His destiny is something that I require in my research" 

"....what ?"