Arcadiawang

An ordinary high school girl, Anran, has her life changed forever by her grandmother's bizarre wishes. She steps into a mysterious town full of vampires and enters the Sacred Court Academy. On her first day, her classmate at the same table turns out to be His Royal Highness, the heir to a noble duke. But before she can get used to her new surroundings, fangs in the shadows can't wait to reach out to her.
 Attacks come out of nowhere and danger looms, but that's only the beginning of the nightmare. Since then, a succession of mysterious and fascinating vampire dudes have burst into her world, each with an unknown secret behind them, dragging her into a whirlwind of deep, unsettling mystery.
 When an ancient witch doctor's bloodline awakens within her, Anran realise that her own life is tied up in a shocking conspiracy. In the dangerous and seductive world of vampires, she searches for the truth while struggling with the complex emotions of the vampires. With love and hate, blood and tears intertwined, what will be the end of this interracial love and thrilling adventure?

Kiss of the Night: The Vampire's Covenant

In the classroom, the math teacher was explaining a complex geometry problem on the blackboard. However, Anran, seated below, was far from attentive. Her thoughts were elsewhere, lost in a maze of concerns.

Beside her, the seat remained empty. Ever since Richard had unceremoniously dumped all the letters and gifts from the desk out the window, nothing had been placed there again.

Gazing out at the misty scenery beyond the window, Anran felt a hollow emptiness in her heart. She thought, perhaps she needed to see Richard.

But Richard had always appeared before her unexpectedly, each time whisking her away from danger. Never once had she actively sought him out.

Suddenly, it struck her—what if one day Richard stopped appearing? Would she never see him again?

At that thought, the same sense of loss she'd felt watching Adam leave last night welled up again.

During the midday break, Anran, her heart fluttering with anxiety, finally decided to knock on the door of the student council office.

"Come in," came Liszt's gentle voice from within.

Anran opened the door, stepping inside to find Liszt seated at his desk. She hesitated, clearly unsure of herself.

Liszt, who had been engrossed in his work, looked up in mild surprise. The girl seemed troubled, her mind heavy with thoughts. His telepathy, unfortunately, didn't work on her, so he couldn't read her thoughts. But he knew there was no need to guess—she would tell him herself why she'd come.

Anran's palms were sweaty with nervousness as she spoke. "Liszt, I wanted to ask about this cross… After I left the castle, I noticed it was around my neck…"

Of course, this girl was still as transparent as ever.

Liszt looked at her and replied, "As for the cross, only Richard can answer your questions."

Anran interjected, "But he hasn't been in class. How can I find him?"

Liszt chuckled softly, his eyes warm and gentle. "So, in truth, you're here for Richard?"

Anran flushed with embarrassment, stammering, "That's… that's not the only reason…"

"Misunderstanding? I'm not misunderstanding anything. That cross belongs to Richard," Liszt said, his smile deepening. "If you want answers about it, he's the only one who can provide them. I think, if you look for him in high places, you might find him."

High places? For some reason, the clock tower immediately came to Anran's mind.

Midday in late autumn, the sunlight tinged with crimson.

Richard lay on the floor of the clock tower, his eyes half-closed, seeming entirely at ease. Of course, he was comfortably cushioned by a warm lambskin rug.

In truth, Richard had sensed Anran's arrival the moment she stepped onto the tower. But he made no move to rise, waiting instead for her to speak first.

Yet, the girl remained silent, testing his patience.

He opened his eyes, revealing their dark violet hue, and sighed softly. "Have you finally realized it?"

Chapter 97: Have You Finally Realized It?