Holy Fist Palace

Rafaelle was sitting quietly in her room as she distractedly flipped through a thick book . The evening light shone through the window, bathing onto her white tender legs, warming them .

"Why hasn't anyone realized that I've already obtained that book?" she was confused as she stared at the book in her lap without processing the contents within it .

Suddenly she could feel a burning sensation on her chest . Without any hesitation, she pulled out the white gold necklace and she noticed that it was turning red .

"What's going on?! Why is the Alert Necklace activated?!" she immediately stood up and the book thudded onto the ground .

She held onto the necklace as she scratched her finger with the sharp edge of the necklace and rubbed some blood onto the necklace .

"Mother?? What's going on? Why is the necklace activating?!" she whispered

There was no response .

Raffaele started to panic .

"Mother! Speak up! Mother?!"

"Stop wasting your breath," the door was slammed opened from outside . A beautiful woman came in together with a group of strong looking members in Taoist robes with a "Holy" word sewn on it .

"Wizard Hong Ji, you are suspected of possession of another person's body and mind control . I shall now apprehend you in the name of Holy Fist Palace!"

The girl scoffed with a cold look on her face .

"You! You guys!?" Raffaele's face immediately turned pale .

"Bring her away!" the woman waved her hand and two female members approached her as they tried to restrain Raffaele .

"No!!" she shouted in a sharp tone .

Raffael's face turned pale and she agilely took a few steps back and a few somersaults as she landed behind the sofa .

"Die!" the beautiful woman instantly turned into a few after images as she followed Raffaelle closely while attempting to punch her .

Hong Ji, who was impersonating Raffaelle, was actually just a normal middle-level witch . Since she was not in her own body and fighting against a stronger opponent, it was only natural that she was defenseless against her .

"Take her away," Quentin said calmly as she stood up, turned around and left the room .

****************

Evening hour

In the small town at the bottom of the Holy Fist Palace's mountain .

There was a quiet room . The lights were switched off as it was pitched black . The only light source was from the sun as it shone through the window, faintly lighting the room, leaving a few spots of lights on the mattress .

Garen stood still in the darkness as he stared at Raffaele who was laying on the bed . Her golden hair had spread about on the pillow as she slept soundly . She was like a beautiful person posing on her side, revealing her pale and delicate hand as the white blanket had completely covered the rest of her naked body .

As he listened to Raffaele's breath, Garen leaned against the wall and took a deep breath . He then recalled the events for the past twenty years that had occurred since he first arrived this planet .

"Say something if you're awake . Stop pretending that you're asleep," he whispered .

Raffaele slowly opened her eyes . She didn't move at all as she was still laying by her side .

"What do you wish to say?" she whispered .

"I'm sorry," Garen pondered for a while before voicing up .

Both of them didn't say anything afterward as the room settled into an awkward silence .

After a while .

"Why are you apologizing?" Raffaele broke the silence .

"You wouldn't be involved in this if not for me," Garen said softly . "Whatever . Have a good rest . "

He turned to the doors and gently opened it .

"Come back to Grano . "

He opened the door and left the room .

Clicked . He closed the door not knowing what to feel . He felt a little bit of troubledness but it was negligible as he'd been calm .

The room was quiet as usual . Perhaps Raffaele didn't know how to express her emotions and feelings so she could only stay silent . However, both of them could feel that they couldn't be together no matter what .

Perhaps Raffaele had reported to her Witch a.s.sociation beforehand after she knew of the downfall of Lion Mother . The witches and the Holy Fist Palace were fated to fight against each other . The weakening of the witches was avoidable as well and they would lose their power from this world .

After losing their only Death Apostle, all the witches had lost their only protection and would hide in the darkness from now on .

Garen was the main enemy to the witches in general and in this scenario, they wouldn't be able to be together no matter what .

After leaving the room, Garen slowly walked down the streets of the small town . The Demonic Book in his mind had turned into an oval-shaped bud as it looked very colorful while s.h.i.+ning brightly like a rainbow .

The bud was vibrating softly and no one knew when it would blossom .

Garen understood that it would be time for him to leave this world when it had bloomed . The planet's rejection force had already reached a critical level . The moment he relaxed, he would instantly be rejected by the planet .

However, there were still things that he'd yet to finish . It wasn't to take back his soul primer as the primers had already been taken back before attending the meeting . While the weakening of the Holy Fist Palace would not be immediate, it would be after a few days .

As he walked along the streets, Garen might have looked slow with his footsteps but he was actually incredibly fast; he covered a great distance with each step . He soon arrived at the vacation resort where his family was staying .

Lights could not be seen from the outside at all .

Garen slowed down his footsteps as he recalled that it was currently spring and entering summer soon . Hence, his parents should be away and be giving talks . As professors of a university and well-known researchers, their workloads were greater than usual in this period .

As for his sister, she should be either fooling around at Rexott with Rod or attending cla.s.ses .

"Guess I've miscalculated…" Garen smiled wryly .

He originally planned to visit his family one last time, but unfortunately…

He took out the key and entered the quiet and dark room .

He walked towards the sofa and sat on it as he casually threw the keys to one side, enjoying his last moment in this world peacefully .

It was too late for him to call their family as he might be leaving this world in twenty to thirty minutes time .

He sat on the sofa as time pa.s.sed slowly .

No one was interrupting him as he'd ordered his subordinates to not disturb him beforehand .

He left a message for Tu Lan and the others . It was regarding the work arrangement after he left . He also left a few gifts to AG and vouched that the Lightless Alliance, Holy Fist Palace, and AG Nasira, who was representing the Dark Colors Witches, would be in balance before he left .

The Dark Colors Witches a.s.sociation had stopped calling themselves the Witch a.s.sociate as they had officially changed their name to Shadow Council two hours ago . AG had gathered all witches, regardless of gender . Those who possessed an above average strength would be part of the Witches Council, which was part of his plan to unify the witches . Perhaps he was in a huge conference at the Witch Palace even now .

Time pa.s.sed slowly .

Garen sat quietly on the sofa as he could faintly feel that his body was reacting strangely . It was the chain effect caused by the planet rejecting him . The magnetic field started changing and all sorts of radiative interferences started to kick him out as if he was a threat .

Perhaps it wouldn't be a bad option to leave quietly just like Black Sethe . Garen sincerely thought so .

"Teacher Garen?"

Suddenly a clear and cautious female voice came from the door .

Garen looked at the door .

"Cece?"

The girl who was standing by the door was Ninox .

She was wearing a pair of white jeans and the Holy Fist Palace's Taoist clothes with the "Holy" word embedded in it . The female Taoist cloth streamlined her thin waist and the jeans too perfectly, showed off her thin legs and hips . Combined with her elegant face and ashen, tender skin, it gave off a beautifully refined and slightly s.e.xy vibe .

With a black ponytail, Cece's eyes stared into the house .

Garen looked at the most talented female disciple in this world and felt that his loneliness had been washed away .

"Why are you here?"

Ninox's face turned red as she didn't dare to look into Garen's eyes .

"I… I had been visiting sister Pella for a game of chess…" Pella was a family member of the neighboring family, who was also a close relative of a high ranking member of the Holy Fist Palace .

As she felt Garen's conspicuous gaze, Ninox panicked a little . She tried to take a few steps to avoid his gaze but her legs couldn't move at all .

She would never dare say that the reason she came to visit Garen's family every day was to leave a better impression on his family .

All her follow friends who had come in contact with Garen said that they feared Garen as he gave off a mysterious and powerful vibe . It was as if he was from the G.o.d's realm; he was so perfect that he didn't seem human at all . Many people respected him and there even were girls idolizing him . However, she knew that it was a dream that could never be achieved as she believed that Garen would never like her type .

However Ninox understood that teacher Garen was still a person and just like everyone else, he required companions .

"Come and have a sit," Garen smiled . "I didn't expect that you would be the one who would accompany me at this time . Fate can be very mysterious at times . "

"What… do you mean?" Cece didn't comprehend his words as she stuttered while walking into the house before gently closing the door . The whole living room was pitch black and the only light source was the street light s.h.i.+ning into the house through the window .

Garen s.h.i.+fted himself to make s.p.a.ce for her so that Cece could sit on the sofa . No matter how dark it was, they weren't affected by it at all as both of them were Secret Technique Elites that possessed strong five senses . It would be natural for them to able to see clearly in the dark room .

"What did you mean…" Ninox could feel that something was amiss and quickly questioned him .

"There will be ups and downs in life, separation, and unification . You're still young so you may not understand the meaning behind these words, but you'll definitely figure it out one day," Garen smiled . "I'm not saying this casually . "

"Are you leaving?" Ninox understood Garen's intention and panicked . "Are you going into hiding?"

Chapter 767: Endnote 3. Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Holy Fist Palace Rafaelle was sitting quietly in her room as she distractedly flipped through a thick book . The evening light shone through the window, bathing onto her white tender legs, warming them . Why hasnt anyone realized that Ive already obtained that book? she was confused as she stared at the book in her lap without processing the contents within it . Suddenly she could feel a burning sensation on her chest . Without any hesitation, she pulled out the white gold necklace and she noticed that it was turning red . Whats going on?! Why is the Alert Necklace activated?! she immediately stood up and the book thudded onto the ground . She held onto the necklace as she scratched her finger with the sharp edge of the necklace and rubbed some blood onto the necklace . Mother?? Whats going on? Why is the necklace activating?! she whispered There was no response . Raffaele started to panic . Mother! Speak up! Mother?! Stop wasting your breath, the door was slammed opened from outside . A beautiful woman came in together with a group of strong looking members in Taoist robes with a Holy word sewn on it . Wizard Hong Ji, you are suspected of possession of another persons body and mind control . I shall now apprehend you in the name of Holy Fist Palace! The girl scoffed with a cold look on her face . You! You guys!? Raffaeles face immediately turned pale . Bring her away! the woman waved her hand and two female members approached her as they tried to restrain Raffaele . No!! she shouted in a sharp tone . Raffaels face turned pale and she agilely took a few steps back and a few somersaults as she landed behind the sofa . Die! the beautiful woman instantly turned into a few after images as she followed Raffaelle closely while attempting to punch her . Hong Ji, who was impersonating Raffaelle, was actually just a normal middle-level witch . Since she was not in her own body and fighting against a stronger opponent, it was only natural that she was defenseless against her . Take her away, Quentin said calmly as she stood up, turned around and left the room . **************** Evening hour In the small town at the bottom of the Holy Fist Palaces mountain . There was a quiet room . The lights were switched off as it was pitched black . The only light source was from the sun as it shone through the window, faintly lighting the room, leaving a few spots of lights on the mattress . Garen stood still in the darkness as he stared at Raffaele who was laying on the bed . Her golden hair had spread about on the pillow as she slept soundly . She was like a beautiful person posing on her side, revealing her pale and delicate hand as the white blanket had completely covered the rest of her naked body . As he listened to Raffaeles breath, Garen leaned against the wall and took a deep breath . He then recalled the events for the past twenty years that had occurred since he first arrived this planet . Say something if youre awake . Stop pretending that youre asleep, he whispered . Raffaele slowly opened her eyes . She didnt move at all as she was still laying by her side . What do you wish to say? she whispered . Im sorry, Garen pondered for a while before voicing up . Both of them didnt say anything afterward as the room settled into an awkward silence . After a while . Why are you apologizing? Raffaele broke the silence . You wouldnt be involved in this if not for me, Garen said softly . Whatever . Have a good rest . He turned to the doors and gently opened it . Come back to Grano . He opened the door and left the room . Clicked . He closed the door not knowing what to feel . He felt a little bit of troubledness but it was negligible as hed been calm . The room was quiet as usual . Perhaps Raffaele didnt know how to express her emotions and feelings so she could only stay silent . However, both of them could feel that they couldnt be together no matter what . Perhaps Raffaele had reported to her Witch a.s.sociation beforehand after she knew of the downfall of Lion Mother . The witches and the Holy Fist Palace were fated to fight against each other . The weakening of the witches was avoidable as well and they would lose their power from this world . After losing their only Death Apostle, all the witches had lost their only protection and would hide in the darkness from now on . Garen was the main enemy to the witches in general and in this scenario, they wouldnt be able to be together no matter what . After leaving the room, Garen slowly walked down the streets of the small town . The Demonic Book in his mind had turned into an oval-shaped bud as it looked very colorful while s.h.i.+ning brightly like a rainbow . The bud was vibrating softly and no one knew when it would blossom . Garen understood that it would be time for him to leave this world when it had bloomed . The planets rejection force had already reached a critical level . The moment he relaxed, he would instantly be rejected by the planet . However, there were still things that hed yet to finish . It wasnt to take back his soul primer as the primers had already been taken back before attending the meeting . While the weakening of the Holy Fist Palace would not be immediate, it would be after a few days . As he walked along the streets, Garen might have looked slow with his footsteps but he was actually incredibly fast; he covered a great distance with each step . He soon arrived at the vacation resort where his family was staying . Lights could not be seen from the outside at all . Garen slowed down his footsteps as he recalled that it was currently spring and entering summer soon . Hence, his parents should be away and be giving talks . As professors of a university and well-known researchers, their workloads were greater than usual in this period . As for his sister, she should be either fooling around at Rexott with Rod or attending cla.s.ses . Guess Ive miscalculated… Garen smiled wryly . He originally planned to visit his family one last time, but unfortunately… He took out the key and entered the quiet and dark room . He walked towards the sofa and sat on it as he casually threw the keys to one side, enjoying his last moment in this world peacefully . It was too late for him to call their family as he might be leaving this world in twenty to thirty minutes time . He sat on the sofa as time pa.s.sed slowly . No one was interrupting him as hed ordered his subordinates to not disturb him beforehand . He left a message for Tu Lan and the others . It was regarding the work arrangement after he left . He also left a few gifts to AG and vouched that the Lightless Alliance, Holy Fist Palace, and AG Nasira, who was representing the Dark Colors Witches, would be in balance before he left . The Dark Colors Witches a.s.sociation had stopped calling themselves the Witch a.s.sociate as they had officially changed their name to Shadow Council two hours ago . AG had gathered all witches, regardless of gender . Those who possessed an above average strength would be part of the Witches Council, which was part of his plan to unify the witches . Perhaps he was in a huge conference at the Witch Palace even now . Time pa.s.sed slowly . Garen sat quietly on the sofa as he could faintly feel that his body was reacting strangely . It was the chain effect caused by the planet rejecting him . The magnetic field started changing and all sorts of radiative interferences started to kick him out as if he was a threat . Perhaps it wouldnt be a bad option to leave quietly just like Black Sethe . Garen sincerely thought so . Teacher Garen? Suddenly a clear and cautious female voice came from the door . Garen looked at the door . Cece? The girl who was standing by the door was Ninox . She was wearing a pair of white jeans and the Holy Fist Palaces Taoist clothes with the Holy word embedded in it . The female Taoist cloth streamlined her thin waist and the jeans too perfectly, showed off her thin legs and hips . Combined with her elegant face and ashen, tender skin, it gave off a beautifully refined and slightly s.e.xy vibe . With a black ponytail, Ceces eyes stared into the house . Garen looked at the most talented female disciple in this world and felt that his loneliness had been washed away . Why are you here? Ninoxs face turned red as she didnt dare to look into Garens eyes . I… I had been visiting sister Pella for a game of chess… Pella was a family member of the neighboring family, who was also a close relative of a high ranking member of the Holy Fist Palace . As she felt Garens conspicuous gaze, Ninox panicked a little . She tried to take a few steps to avoid his gaze but her legs couldnt move at all . She would never dare say that the reason she came to visit Garens family every day was to leave a better impression on his family . All her follow friends who had come in contact with Garen said that they feared Garen as he gave off a mysterious and powerful vibe . It was as if he was from the G.o.ds realm; he was so perfect that he didnt seem human at all . Many people respected him and there even were girls idolizing him . However, she knew that it was a dream that could never be achieved as she believed that Garen would never like her type . However Ninox understood that teacher Garen was still a person and just like everyone else, he required companions . Come and have a sit, Garen smiled . I didnt expect that you would be the one who would accompany me at this time . Fate can be very mysterious at times . What… do you mean? Cece didnt comprehend his words as she stuttered while walking into the house before gently closing the door . The whole living room was pitch black and the only light source was the street light s.h.i.+ning into the house through the window . Garen s.h.i.+fted himself to make s.p.a.ce for her so that Cece could sit on the sofa . No matter how dark it was, they werent affected by it at all as both of them were Secret Technique Elites that possessed strong five senses . It would be natural for them to able to see clearly in the dark room . What did you mean… Ninox could feel that something was amiss and quickly questioned him . There will be ups and downs in life, separation, and unification . Youre still young so you may not understand the meaning behind these words, but youll definitely figure it out one day, Garen smiled . Im not saying this casually . Are you leaving? Ninox understood Garens intention and panicked . Are you going into hiding?