Time passed in a flash.
There were no surprises, and there were no major changes in his life.
Raffaele's grandmother rejected Garon's request in the end, which made Raffaele very apologetic. She also gave him a bunch of old things as compensation.
High school life was no different from junior high school, except that the studies were a little more difficult. But for Garon, these were all things that could be ignored.
After he absorbed the Black Wood Cross, because his mental age was completely different from the other students, he spent most of his time alone without Raffaele's company.
He would go to the music room alone to practice his zither, and find a place where no one was around to review his fighting skills.
He used a slow method to retrain his fighting skills. On the surface, it looked like an ordinary external force for health maintenance, but in reality, as long as he was willing, he could explode with terrifying lethality in an instant just by moving his bones and muscles.
Garon didn't have many friends, except for Raffaele. But Raffaele was different. She had many friends, or rather, subordinates. Both of them actually had one thing in common, and that was the thing that made their relationship a little happy, and that was loneliness.
Even if they were in a relationship, but even if they were lovers, they had never really revealed all their secrets to each other.
Whether it was Garon or Raffaele, it was the same.
But even so, both of them felt that compared to other people, the distance between them was much, much closer.
A few years passed peacefully. Nothing major happened in the town, except for a Mika bear that was' invited 'to leave by the National Zoo. Everything else was peaceful.
*****
In the afternoon, the warm air, the reddish sunlight on the ground, and the scattered withered yellow leaves.
Behind the school, outside the music room.
A young man with a slender figure was standing on the podium of the music room, gently playing a melodious melody.
Soft and peaceful, as if a person was quietly walking in a peaceful and boundless field. The moonlight at night shone on his body, accompanied by the cool night breeze, and his heart was silent.
The boy had white and delicate crystal clear skin, a neutral beautiful face, and bright golden short hair like tassels.
A black shirt and slim black pants perfectly set off his beautiful and well-proportioned body.
On the side of the music room were rows of trees of unknown species. Under the shade of the trees, a girl with shoulder-length golden hair sat on the windowsill, quietly listening to the boy's music. Her white dress was cut into pieces of gold and white by the sunlight.
"Is it Michael Sid's' My Hope '?" the girl asked casually after the silence ended.
"You guessed it right again." Garon put down the violin and began to take care of it. His mother had specially bought this violin for him. She had asked an old friend of hers to do it for her. She had spent two hundred thousand Gallons, which was equivalent to two hundred thousand dollars on Earth.
Although this zither's greatest value was in its collection.
"There's no need to guess. I've heard it so many times." Raffaele combed her hair with her fingers.
"Which school are you going to? Your SIT score is above 2300. You should be able to get into any school, right? "
Garon walked to the windowsill and pressed his hands on the edge of the window frame.
"It's alright. I'm preparing to go to Gullivier. My family supports me."
"I can't." Raffaele twirled the ends of her blonde hair with her fingers. "I've taken the test five times, and the highest I got was only 2000 points. I might not be able to catch up with you. My family suggested that I choose a state university. "
"In this state?"
"Yes."
Garon was silent. After all, he had spent so much time with Raffaele, and he had feelings for her.
He still remembered the time when Raffaele had placed candles in the shape of a heart for him, and the students in the school cheered loudly at night.
For so many years, she had been picking him up almost every morning. Occasionally, she would continue to give him different kinds of flowers every day, making up a total of ninety-nine flowers. This was an incomparably romantic thing in anyone's eyes.
Raffaele was undoubtedly a sentimental person. Perhaps she wanted someone to walk into her heart and become a safe haven for her to relax her soul.
"Gullivier … That's the best school in America. This is good too. Your family shouldn't have come to this remote town in the first place." Raffaele was slightly dispirited.
"I'll probably come back." Garon smiled. "My family won't move away. What are you worried about?"
"The outside world is very exciting …" Raffaele was obviously in a bad mood.
"Don't you think that if you go out and tell people that your boyfriend is a top student in Gullivier, wouldn't that sound cool?" Garon put an arm around her shoulder.
"Who knows if you'll still be interested in an ordinary girl like me when you go out there?" Raffaele said sarcastically. Actually, after knowing about Garon's family background, she understood that the difference between them was too big.
On the surface, his father was a university professor, and his mother was a psychologist. They had a certain level of fame internationally. On the other hand, Garon was naturally intelligent, beautiful, and skilled in the violin. His upbringing was far better than the students in town. They were not on the same level at all.
This was the main reason why she fell in love with Garon at first sight.
As for her, without her identity as a witch, she was actually just an ordinary girl from the countryside. She was just a little prettier and a little more barbaric. Compared to those charming city girls who knew how to dress themselves up, the difference was too obvious.
Even if she revealed her identity as a witch, it would be useless. She might even scare Garon and have the opposite effect.
Her first love when she was young, perhaps it was really time to end it …
Raffaele thought as she looked up at Garon's eyes.
"You'll remember me, right?"
"Don't make it sound like a love drama." Garon pinched her face. "It's not like we're in a drama. I won't remember anything. I'm not going to run away or go missing. "
Gullivier University was actually equivalent to the top universities in Garon's world, such as Harvard and Yale. It was one of the best schools in the United States in this world. The top three in the world were constantly rotated between these few schools.
This kind of school did not only look at the results of the SIT, but also looked at other aspects. Garon's parents' qualifications were also an important factor in his admission.
The SIT was like the SAT and ACT tests in American universities on Earth. It was divided into two parts, one and one part, and the overall score was given. All American universities had to look at this score as their admission criteria. You could apply to take the test multiple times, and if you were satisfied with your score, you could also take the test only once.
After Garon understood these relationships, he decisively applied to take the test a little earlier. In the end, he easily scored 2,345 points, and this was under the condition that he purposely missed some points. The total score was only 2,400 …
Raffaele also signed up with him. Unfortunately, perhaps because her field of study was not in this area, but rather witch-related knowledge, her results were not ideal. The highest score she got was just 2,000 points.
"If you leave, no one will talk to me." Raffaele turned around and pinched Garon's face, but he dodged. She immediately chased after him.
"You'll make new friends when you go to a new school." Garon smiled and said, "Thinking so much at such a young age, be careful not to go bald in the future."
"You're the bald one!" Raffaele was angry. She tried to grab Garon's hair, but he dodged again. The two of them clawed at each other across the windowsill.
Beep … Beep …
Raffaele's phone rang. It was just a simple beep without any other music.
She stopped her actions.
"I'll deal with you next time!" She fiercely threw out these words, took out her phone, turned around and walked further away to answer the call.
Garon leaned on the windowsill alone, watching her pick up the phone and wave at him.
"I'll go back first, there's something I need to take care of!"
"Okay, go! I'm going back too! "Garon nodded.
Seeing Raffaele leave on her motorcycle, Garon smiled. He did not tell Raffaele that he was going to Feinan City to catch the train tonight. He had more or less figured out the situation in this mysterious town.
Witches and Vampires ruled the town together. The witches seemed to be guarding something here, and the Vampires seemed to have a certain degree of tacit understanding with the witches. They were very vigilant against outsiders. The two together maintained a seemingly fragile but solid tacit understanding.
Grano Town may not be famous in the ears of ordinary people, but in the world of witches and Vampires, it should be quite famous.
In the past few years, Garon would occasionally catch foreign Vampires and interrogate them for information, so he was still clear about this basic knowledge.
The Vampires in this world, or Blood Breeds, had a strict hierarchy, and this hierarchy was divided according to the power of control.
High level Blood Breeds had absolute control over low level Blood Breeds, unless they used special methods to consciously avoid it.
Garon was not very clear about the hierarchy of high level Blood Breeds, but he was clear about the hierarchy of ordinary Blood Breeds.
The first, Death Apostle, was the highest level that Garon knew.
The second was Upper Blood Breeds, the third was Middle Blood Breeds, then Lower Blood Breeds, and finally Vampires.
Vampires were just cannon fodder that even Blood Breeds looked down on, and were not recognized as Blood Breeds. No matter what method they used, they could not avoid the fate of being controlled by the higher level Blood Breeds. Simply put, as long as they were Vampires, when they met a real Blood Breeds, they could only be controlled unconditionally.
However, even though Vampires were only cannon fodder, they had a hypnotic ability to control normal humans.
They called this ability 'Charm Humans'.
Death Apostle, Upper Blood Breeds, Middle Blood Breeds, Lower Blood Breeds, and Vampires. This was the simple information that Garon learned from ordinary Vampires.
Lower Blood Breeds could freely convert Vampires, Middle Blood Breeds could convert Lower Blood Breeds, and so on. Death Apostles could convert Upper Blood Breeds. This was the source of absolute status.
However, the difference between the Blood Breeds on Earth and the Blood Breeds here, even the lowest level Vampires were not afraid of sunlight. They were only afraid of silver.
The division of witches was actually based on Vampires.
Death Apostle Witches, Upper Witches, Middle Witches, Lower Witches, and Awakeners. This division was based on strength, and Garon had never seen the Witches in action, so he was not very clear about their combat abilities. However, from the situation in the town, it was very likely that they were not just strong.
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