Holy Fist Palace
Raffaele was sitting quietly in her room, flipping through a thick book casually. The evening sun shone through the window and shone on her white legs, giving her a slight warmth.
"I've already gotten that notebook, why hasn't anyone noticed yet?" Her mind was filled with other thoughts. Although her eyes were on the book, she did not pay attention to its contents.
Suddenly, she felt a burning sensation in her chest. She quickly pulled out a platinum necklace from her chest. The necklace had a hint of blood on it.
"What's going on?! Why did the warning necklace suddenly give out a warning?! "She stood up abruptly and the book fell to the ground.
She quickly grabbed the necklace and used the sharp edge of the necklace to cut her finger. A drop of blood seeped out from her fingertip and she smeared the blood on the necklace.
"Mother?? What happened? Why did the necklace give out a warning?! "She asked softly.
There was no response.
Raffaele panicked.
"Mother! Say something! Mother?! "
"Don't waste your energy." With a bang, the door was slammed open by an external force. A beautiful young woman walked in with a team of strong students wearing martial arts uniforms with the word 'Holy'.
"Sorcerer Hong Ji, you are suspected of wantonly invading another person's body and controlling their mind. In the name of Holy Fist Palace, you are now under arrest!"
The woman said coldly.
"You! You?! "Raffaele's face instantly turned pale.
"Take her away!" The woman waved her hand and two female students tried to hold Raffaele down.
"No!!" A sharp scream was heard.
Raffaele's face was pale. She nimbly stepped back and flipped a few times before landing behind the sofa.
"You're courting death!" The beautiful woman's figure instantly left a few afterimages. She closed in and punched.
Bang!!
The fist accurately hit Raffaele's lower abdomen and smashed her down from the air. The woman casually pulled out a rope and skillfully tied her up. Then, she slapped the back of her neck and knocked Raffaele out.
Hong Ji, who was disguised as Raffaele, was actually just a normal witch who had just reached the middle level. She was not using her own body and was facing a strong opponent like Quentin, who was close to the upper level, so she had no power to resist.
"Take her away." Quentin said calmly. She stood up and left the room.
*****
Night.
Holy Fist Palace Town
In a quiet little room, the lights were not turned on in the room. Only the faint light from the other rooms shone through the window, leaving a few spots of light on the bed in the room.
Garon stood motionless in the darkness, quietly looking at Raffaele lying on the bed. Her blonde hair was scattered on the pillow, and she was in a deep sleep. She was like a sleeping beauty lying on her side, revealing a pair of white and delicate arms. The white blanket completely covered her naked body.
Listening to Raffaele's steady breathing, Garon leaned against the wall and took a deep breath. He recalled everything that had happened in this world in the past twenty years.
"Since you're awake, let's talk. Stop pretending, "he said in a low voice.
Slowly, Raffaele opened her eyes, but her body didn't move. She was still sleeping on her side.
"What are you trying to say?" she asked in a low voice.
"I'm sorry," Garon suddenly said after a moment of silence.
Neither of them continued to speak, and the room fell into an indescribable silence.
After a long time.
"Why are you sorry?" Raffaele broke the silence.
"If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have been dragged into this," Garon said in a low voice. "Forget it, rest well."
He turned and walked to the door, gently opening it.
"Let's go back to Grano."
He opened the door and walked out.
With a click, he closed the door behind him. He didn't know what to feel. He felt a little regretful, but more than that, he felt calm.
The room was still silent. Perhaps Raffaele didn't know how to express her feelings, so she could only choose to remain silent. But both of them had a feeling that no matter what, it was impossible for them to be together.
Perhaps Raffaele had contacted her own witch tribe and knew about the fall of the Lion Mother. The witches and the Holy Fist Palace were destined to be on opposing sides. The decline of the witches was unavoidable, and it was the trend of the world.
After losing their only Death Apostle, all the witches lost their biggest backer, and everything would be in the dark.
And Garon was the biggest enemy of the witches, so it was impossible for both sides to be together.
After leaving the room, Garon slowly walked on the streets of the small town. The Demonic Book in his mind had completely transformed into an oval-shaped thing like a flower bud. It looked colorful, like a rainbow flashing with light.
The flower bud trembled slightly, and he didn't know when it would bloom.
Garon understood that once it bloomed, it would be the time for him to truly leave this world. The planet's repulsive force had reached a terrifying level. As long as he relaxed even a little, he would be instantly expelled by the repulsive force.
But he still had things to do now. It wasn't to retrieve the Soul Primer. He had already taken all the primers back during the meeting. The decline of the Holy Fist Palace's strength wouldn't be seen immediately, but it would slowly show itself in the next few days.
Walking along the streets, Garon's footsteps seemed slow, but in reality, he covered a large distance in just a few steps. Soon, he returned to the town where his family was on vacation.
There wasn't any light in the house.
Garon paused slightly. Only then did he remember that it was already spring and close to summer. His parents should be on a lecture tour. As university professors and well-known experts, their work would be busier during this period of time.
As for his sister and the rest, they should be either going to Rexott with Rhode or going to school.
"What a miscalculation …" Garon smiled bitterly.
He originally wanted to come back and see his family one last time, but he didn't expect …
He took out the key to open the door. The living room was dark and there was no sound at all.
Walking to the sofa and sitting down, Garon threw the key to the side and quietly enjoyed his last moments.
Even if he immediately called his sister's parents, it would be too late. Maybe twenty minutes, maybe half an hour, and he would leave this world.
Sitting on the sofa, time slowly passed.
No one came to disturb him. Before Garon left, he had instructed his subordinates not to disturb him.
He left a letter for Tu Lan and the rest, telling them that he would have some arrangements after he left. He also left some gifts for AG to ensure that after he left, the Lightless Alliance's Holy Fist Palace and the Dark Colors Witch Association represented by AG and Nasira could maintain a balance.
The Dark Colors Witch Association should no longer be called the Witch Association. Just two hours ago, they had officially changed their name to the Shadow Council. AG gathered all the witches, regardless of whether they were male or female, as long as they were strong enough, they would rise to the top and establish the Witch Council. He wanted to unify the entire witches world. Perhaps he was still holding a meeting in the Witch Palace.
Time passed by slowly.
Garon sat quietly on the sofa. He could already feel that something was wrong with his body. It was a chain reaction caused by the planet's repulsive force. The changes in geomagnetism and various radiation effects began to strongly reject and interfere with his entire body as an enemy.
Perhaps it was a good choice to leave quietly like Black Sethe. Garon thought so in his heart.
"Teacher Garon?"
Suddenly, a careful voice came from the door. It was a girl with a clear voice.
Garen raised his head and looked towards the door.
"Cece?"
The girl standing at the door was Ninox.
She was wearing a pair of white jeans and the Holy Fist Palace's Martial Arts Suit with the word 'Holy' on it. The female Martial Arts Suit accentuated her slender waist while the jeans perfectly accentuated her slender legs and perfectly round buttocks. Coupled with her cold and beautiful delicate face and her white and delicate skin, she gave off a kind of elegant and refined temperament that was faintly sexy.
Cece had a black ponytail and her bright black eyes looked in from the door.
Garon looked at the most talented female disciple he had ever seen in this world and the loneliness in his heart was slightly diluted.
"Why are you here?"
Ninox's face was slightly red and she turned her face slightly to the side, not daring to look into Garon's eyes.
"I … I've been coming over to play chess with Sister Pera recently …" Pera was the neighbor's family and was a close relative of the Holy Fist Palace's higher-ups.
Feeling Garon's bright and somewhat dazzling gaze, Ninox was slightly flustered. She wanted to take a step back to avoid his gaze but her legs couldn't move at all.
She definitely wouldn't say that her purpose was to come over every day to familiarize herself with Master Garon's family. Her purpose was to leave a good impression on Master's family.
Most of the people who had come into contact with Garon's disciples and outsiders were afraid of him. They felt that he was mysterious, powerful and extraordinary. He was so perfect that he didn't seem human. Many people stayed away from him. There were also girls who liked to worship Garon but they only treated him as an unattainable dream and thought that Garon wouldn't be interested in someone like her.
However, Ninox understood that Master Garon was also a human and needed someone to accompany him.
"Come and sit." Garon smiled. "I didn't expect you to accompany me at this time. Sometimes, fate is always so mysterious."
"What … do you mean?" Cece was a little hesitant. She clenched her teeth and walked directly into the room and gently closed the door. Suddenly, the entire living room was dark. Only the hanging lights outside the door shone in through the window.
Garon made space for Cece to sit on the sofa. Although it was dark, both of them were Secret Technique experts. Their five senses were sharp and they could see things in the dark without being affected.
"What did you mean just now …?" Ninox's sharp senses felt that something was wrong and asked.
"Life always has ups and downs, separations and reunions. You're still young, so perhaps you don't understand the true meaning behind it, but you'll understand it one day." Garen smiled. "These words aren't just for show."
"You're leaving?" Ninox instantly guessed Garon's meaning and her heart skipped a beat. "Are you going into seclusion?"
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