"That's enough." Raffaele held Garon's hand, enjoying his helpless expression. "Speaking of which, I've had a lot of things to deal with recently. All sorts of troubles seem to have piled up all at once. I've been so busy that if it weren't for my sisters who came back from university to help me, I probably wouldn't even have time to myself."
"It seems like there have been quite a lot of outsiders in town recently."
"Yeah, the hotels are all full. Many tourists can only stay in the houses of the townsfolk, but they can supplement their income and give everyone some extra income." Raffaele nodded, "It's probably because of the incident last time."
"What incident?" Garon didn't pay attention.
"It's the largest bear species, the Mika Bear. It's said to be the largest bear species in the world, breaking the original brown bear record. It's about a third bigger than the brown bear on average." Raffaele replied softly, "Many tourists come to observe the Mika Bear, but there are very few of them. Even if I've lived here since I was young, I've only seen it twice."
"Is it really that big?" Garen's interest was piqued.
"Very big. It's close to four meters when it stands up, but it's very gentle and usually doesn't attack people." Raffaele explained carefully, "The two times I saw it, it was fishing."
Although she was talking about a beast, Raffaele's eyes showed no signs of fear.
Garon noticed this and changed the topic.
"Oh right, I really like the stag badge you gave me last time. Can you bring me to see other similar antiques?"
"This … requires my grandmother's permission …" Raffaele was a little hesitant.
"I'm just looking and admiring it. You know I'm very interested in antiques." Garon earnestly pleaded.
Raffaele did know Garon's obsession with antiques. It could be said that his attainments in antiques were comparable to professional experts, or at least comparable to those experts on TV. That was how she felt. The more she understood Garon's strengths, the more she admired this perfect man.
Even though she was hailed as the strongest witch in the history of Grano, with the most powerful Ancient Power Talent, and the ability to command all the witches in the surrounding towns, other than this, she was nowhere near as well-rounded as Garon.
"I'll go back and ask Grandma. You know, these antiques are the treasures of the older generation. They all cherish and protect them. I don't have the right to decide if they're not mine."
"I understand." Garon nodded. His potential points had not increased at all after so many years.
Recently, his Secret Technique had fallen into a sluggish state. Without Potential Points, he could only rely on time to endure. His progress was extremely slow. It would probably take some time for him to completely recover his strength.
Potential points could greatly shorten the accumulation time, and this was his biggest advantage. He had to use it as soon as possible.
Ever since he killed a vampire and tested his current strength, Garon had a faint sense of urgency, intending to restore his strength as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he were to encounter an even stronger Blood Breed one day, he really wouldn't know how to deal with an unknown power. With his current strength, he was undoubtedly courting death.
Realms and techniques could indeed make up for a part of his strength, but this was under the condition that the gap was not too big. If the gap was too big, it would really be troublesome.
Also, he was extremely interested in whether Blood Breeds could really live forever.
"I'll give you an answer by the day after tomorrow. You know, my grandma is a very strict person. I have to try my best to ask her when she's in a good mood." Raffaele said apologetically.
"Thank you." Garon gently kissed her right cheek, and pulled her back into his embrace.
Towards Raffaele, his feelings were a little complicated. Based on his identity in this world, he naturally accepted her, but in his heart, he really hid that Garon. Yet he still treated it as a game.
Perhaps Raffaele also felt this, which was why she was unwilling to completely give her first time to him.
Garon had experienced two worlds, and had actually hidden his feelings deep in his heart. Compared to Raffaele's terrifying age, he would not easily accept her completely.
He had already planned to do it himself after Raffaele's grandma rejected him. He secretly used a slightly more troublesome method, perhaps he could gain something.
After chatting on the beach for a while, they caught some seashells and started a fire to eat. The two saw that it was almost time, so Garon got up and rode the bike to say goodbye to Raffaele.
Raffaele looked at Garon's departing figure, standing on the beach and tidying up her long hair that was messed up by the wind.
A girl in gray walked out from between the reefs not far away and stood beside her.
Looking at her leader's infatuated expression, the girl helplessly shook her head.
In the eyes of outsiders, whether it was Blood Breeds or witches, their leader was arrogant, cold, powerful, and beautiful, the strongest witch. She had been outstanding since junior high school, and now she had unified the witches in the entire Alice Forest area, and was respectfully called the Will of the Sun by the witches in other areas. It meant that her will was as strong and dazzling as the sun, and could not be resisted, and could only be obeyed.
Especially after a meeting with Dark Moon Night, the leader of the northern witches in the United States, Raffaele was tacitly acknowledged as the third strongest witch in the United States. Her terrifying talent and tenacity left a deep impression on the Blood Breeds and the witches from other countries who witnessed it.
However, such a great Forest Witch Queen was so infatuated with an ordinary boy.
"What's wrong?" Raffaele looked at her right-hand sister.
"Nothing, I'm just a little envious of the pure relationship between you and Garon." The girl replied softly. "Maybe I should be like you, hide my identity, and find an outstanding boy who won't approach me because of my status. That kind of relationship should be pure, right? "
Raffaele suddenly smiled, and her smile was mixed with a trace of gentleness that she had never shown in front of outsiders before.
*****
"Sister, can we really stay here for a while?" Arisa opened her eyes wide and looked at Isaros excitedly.
The two sisters walked side by side at the back of the square, and Jason and his sister Vivien were leading the way in front, so they didn't hear their conversation.
Isaros carefully looked at the surroundings.
"This is a place that the Primary Colors can't reach, so they didn't discover our whereabouts. If we hide well, we can definitely live here for a while."
"That's great!" Arisa's little face was so happy that she couldn't help but jump up and down.
"Don't worry, as long as we arrange it well, maybe they won't be able to find us for the rest of our lives." Isaros lovingly stroked her sister's hair.
The Primary Colors, Asia's strongest shadow organization, was inextricably linked to the government, and at the same time, they also extended their tentacles into the Asian underworld. Their leader, Rebastan Queiro, was the chairman of the board of directors of the world's third ranked financial group, and under his command were countless banks, energy companies, arms sales, and shady dealings.
The entire Primary Colors was an incomparably huge deformed monster, with a huge influence in the military, politics, business, gray, and the underworld. The two sisters were originally just a pair of ordinary sisters from Europe, born in a wealthy family, but because their genes matched the experimental conditions of the Primary Colors, their family was ruined. During the experiment, they found an opportunity to escape, and ran all the way until they finally arrived at Grano Town.
Thinking back to the elite mercenaries sent by the Primary Colors, and the hair-raising assassinations and kidnappings, Isaros felt a slight pain in her heart, and gently reached out her hand to touch the faint scar on the right side of her sister's neck.
No one would have thought that this scar was originally a terrifying knife wound that almost severed her windpipe, if it wasn't for the strong recovery ability obtained from the experiment, her sister Arisa might have never woken up after that incident.
She had originally planned to take revenge, but for a giant monster like the Primary Colors that almost ruled the entire Asia, the ones who hunted them down were only the mercenaries and assassins at the lowest level, and there were also the secret forces at the higher levels. It was rumored that there were even terrifying existences and killing machines that were so strong that they didn't seem human. The entire organization ruled the entire Asian underworld, and what was revealed in front of the two sisters was not even the tip of the iceberg.
Isaros didn't want her sister to suffer anymore, at such a young age, she had already experienced so many near-death experiences …
When it came to revenge, she thought of the terrifying opponents and enemies, the pervasive power of the Primary Colors, and the terrifying man she once saw in the laboratory — Rebastan Queiro. He also had a nickname, the Titan.
That man's terrifying and powerful aura made them, as subjects of successful experiments, tremble unconsciously. That terrifying aura was like a bottomless abyss with no end in sight, as if she was just a baby facing a ferocious lion.
"Revenge or whatever … Forget about it. As long as Arisa is happy … "Isaros gently pushed her sister's back, allowing her to run forward and walk together with Little Vivien. The two little ones were chattering and laughing non-stop.
Jason was peeking at her from time to time, and Isaros couldn't help but find it funny.
This family that lived in Grano Town and stood aloof from worldly affairs left a deep impression on her. After chatting casually with Jason for a while, most of the information about this family was spilled out by Jason.
Both parents were standard intellectuals, and were very friendly to people, but they spent too much time on work.
The children were very sensible, the eldest son, Jason, was muscular, carefree, and liked boxing. He was a very innocent high school boy.
The second son, Garon, was mature and steady, and seemed to have a higher status in the family than Jason. He was handsome, had a quiet temperament, liked the violin, and was a popular figure in school. It was said that there were even girls who dueled over him.
The third daughter, Vivien, was still young, innocent and lively, and sometimes mischievous. She liked Big Brother Garon the most, and also liked to tease Big Brother Jason.
The warm atmosphere of this family made Isaros slightly envious, while Arisa was completely immersed in it. In such a short period of time, she and Vivien had become the best of friends. Whenever there was something good, they would split it equally, which made her, the older sister, slightly jealous.
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