Mystical Journey

Time passed by.

Raffaele's grandmother had rejected Garen's invitation in the end. Raffaele felt very sorry about this and sent a lot of old things to him as compensation.

High school life was no different from Junior High, other than the workload of their studies becoming heavier, but for Garen it was negligible.

After he'd finished absorbing Black Wood Cross, due to the fact that his mental age was too disconnected from the students around him, without Raffaele to accompany him, he would be alone most of the time.

He would go to the music classroom alone to practice, and would also find an empty room to practice his battle skills.

He practiced his battle skills slowly. On the surface, he was merely practicing outer martial arts for his health but as long as he was willing, he could produce a deadly force in an instant from these stretches.

Garen did not have friends other than Raffaele, whereas Raffaele had a lot of friends or rather, subordinates. These two always had one common point, something that maintained their relationship, which was loneliness.

Even if these two were lovers, they had never let each other know their secrets.

No matter it was Garen or Raffaele, they were the same.

Yet, it was due to this, they felt that compared to other people, their distance was much closer.

These few years were plain, nothing big happened in town except that a Mica bear was ‘invited' to leave by the National Zoo.

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In the afternoon, the air was warm as the sun baked the ground, and withering leaves were scattered by the errant breeze.

Behind the school outside the music classroom

A slender young boy was standing on the podium in the music classroom and a gentle melodious tune could be heard.

Softly, peacefully as though a person was walking quietly on a boundless field. Moonlight glimmering in the night accompanied by a refreshing cold breeze, stillness in the heart.

The boy had white and delicate skin, a neutral gender face and golden short hair.

Black shirt and slim black trousers perfectly outlined his slender figure.

By the windows of the music classroom were rows of unknown trees. A golden-haired girl was sitting on the windowsill, quietly listening to the melody. The sunlight glimmered on her white dress, leaving patches of white and gold.

"It's Michael Sidd's I Hope?" When the sound of the violin ended, the girl casually asked.

"You got it right again." Garen put down the violin and carefully began its maintenance work. This violin was specially bought by his mother from one of her old friends, spending 200,000 Gallons. If this was on Earth, it would be spending over 200,000 US Dollars, although this violin's greatest worth was in collector's value.

"I don't even need to guess. I've heard so many times." Raffaele combed down her hair with her hand.

"Which school are you going? Your SIT score is over 2300, there shouldn't be any problem for you?"

Garen walked over to the window and rested his hands on the window's side.

"Quite, I'm planning to go to Gullivier. The family's supporting too."

"I don't think I can go there." Raffaele twirled her hair with her finger. "I took the test five times, but the highest I could get was 2000 points. I don't think I can keep up with you. My family's suggestion is the state's university."

"Studying in the state?"

"Mhm."

Garen went silent. After all, they'd been together for so long, affection for her had slowly grown.

He could still remember Raffaele's heart-shaped candles that'd caused a commotion among the students during the night.

Over the years, she'd come to pick him up almost every morning. Occasionally, for a period of time, she would send him a variety of flowers in bouquets of 99. In everyone's eyes, this was incredibly romantic.

Undoubtedly, Raffaele was passionate. Perhaps in her heart, she desired someone to truly understand her and become a shelter for her heart.

"Gullivier…that's the best school in the whole of America. Perhaps this is for the best, you and your family shouldn't have come to this countryside." Raffaele was a bit down-hearted.

"I will be back again." Garen smiled, "My family is not moving, what are you worried about?"

"The outside world is very exciting…" Raffaele was obviously a little moody.

"Don't you think that mentioning to other people that your boyfriend is a Gullivier student, it sounds cool?" Garen put his hand on her shoulder.

"Who knows? After you go there, would you still put ordinary countryside girls in your eyes?" Raffaele was jealous. After knowing Garen's family background, she knew that the gap between their families was too great.

On the surface, his father was a university professor and his mother was a psychologist who had some reputation and Garen himself was talented and beautiful, skilled in violin and cultured, totally different from other students.

This was also the reason she could not take her eyes off him.

As for her, if her identity as a witch was taken away, she would just be an ordinary countryside girl who was a bit pretty and wild. Compared to those enchanting city girls who knew how to put on makeup, the gap was obvious.

Even if she exposed her identity as a witch, it was useless, perhaps it might even scare Garen.

Her first love, perhaps it was really the end…

While thinking so, Raffaele looked up into Garen's eyes.

"You will remember me right?"

"Don't make it seems like a drama where we're separating for life." Garen pulled on her cheeks. "We're not shooting a film. I'm not going to disappear."

Gullivier University was synonymous with Earth's top few universities like Harvard, Yale and so on, one of the best universities in America. The ranks among these top three were constantly interchanging.

This kind of university not only looked at the SIT score but also examined other aspects. Garen's parents were also one of his admission factors.

SIT was like American university's SAT and ACT on Earth, splitting into two parts and using the integrated scores. All American universities used this system. The students could take the tests multiple times or only one time if they were satisfied with their results.

After Garen figured out all of this, he had gone to apply for the examination earlier on and easily got himself a score of 2345 points. This was after his adjustments because the full score was only 2400 points…

Raffaele also went with him. Unfortunately, perhaps because her education was focused not on this aspect but on witchcraft, her results were not that good. The highest score she ever got was only 2000 points.

"After you're gone, nobody will be here to talk to me." Raffaele also pulled at Garen's cheeks, but he immediately escaped, so she went after him.

"After you go to a new school, you will be able to make new friends." Garen laughed. "To be so easily worried at such a young age, you will go bald in the future."

"You're the bald one!" Raffaele was mad and reached out to pull at Garen's hair but Garen still managed to dodge. By the window, one was clawing and the other was dodging.

Du…Du…

Raffaele's phone rang, it only had a simple dudu sound, no music or whatsoever.

She halted her attempts.

"I'm going to get you for this!" after dropping a stereotypical villain's line, she took out her phone and went to a place further away to answer.

Garen stood by the window, watching her answering her phone. She waved at him.

"I'm going ahead, there's something I need to deal with!"

"Okay! I'm also going back!" Garen nodded.

Looking at Raffaele on her motorbike roaring away, Garen smiled. He had not told Raffaele that he was leaving tonight. This mysterious town, he could make out the situation now.

Witches and Vampires both ruled this town. The Witches were guarding something and the Vampires had a certain understanding of them. They were vigilant of outsiders. These two were maintaining a seemingly fragile but solid relationship.

Grano town was not famous among ordinary people, but in the world of Witches and Vampires, it should be a rather important place.

Garen would sometimes catch some foreign Vampires and interrogate them. This basic information, he was familiar with it.

This world's Vampires and Blood Breed had a strict hierarchy which was maintained by control.

High-level Blood Breed controlled low-level Blood Breed unless a special means was used to avoid it.

Garen was not clear about high-level Blood Breed but he knew about the general hierarchy among Blood Breed.

The first one was Death Apostle which was the highest level Garen knew.

The second one was Upper-level Blood Breed, the third one was Middle-level Blood Breed and then Lower-level Blood Breed. The last one was the Vampires.

Vampires were only common cannon fodder which the Blood Breed looked down upon. In fact, they were not even recognized as part of the Blood Breed clan. No matter what method they had, they could not avoid the fate of being under the control of the Blood Breed. Simply put, as long as they met a Blood Breed, they could only be unconditionally controlled.

However, although Vampires were only the Blood Breed's cannon fodder, to ordinary people, they had a control ability which was synonymous with hypnosis.

They called this ability "charm".

Death Apostle, Upper-level Blood Breed, Middle-level Blood Breed, Lower-level Blood Breed, and Vampires. That was all the information Garen could gather from the vampires' mouth.

Lower-level Blood Breed could freely convert Vampires, Middle-level Blood Breed could convert Lower level Blood Breed and so on. Death Apostle could convert Upper-level Blood Breed. This was the source of their absolute hierarchy.

Unlike the Blood Breed on Earth, the Blood Breed here did not fear sunlight, not even the Vampires. They only feared silverware.

The division level among witches was based on the vampires.

Death Apostle Witch, Upper-level Witch, Middle-level Witch, Lower-level Witch and Spirit Seekers. This division was according to their strength. Garen had never seen how Witches fight so he did not know their fighting style and strength but based on this mysterious town, they were most likely very strong.