Dark Fairy Tale: Will their desires be fulfilled?

Lush forests, clear lakes, fountains in the square, and winding, clean stairs lead directly to the mansion.

The air was intoxicatingly fresh, with birds chirping constantly. Ellie and her servants began their day's work, planting the garden, cleaning, preparing food...

Thinking of getting close to the stinky sister and getting his "evidence", Allen got up early and walked to the bedroom door. In order to change his image, he did not use the peephole as usual, but knocked on the door, but there was no response.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally decided to push the door open and saw Elstin sleeping on the desk for some reason. Her long, beautiful hair was loose and her thin lips were as crystal clear as a cherry covered in dew.

"Sister, it's rare for you to sleep in. Breakfast is ready... Also, mother asked me to inform you that Uncle Trance will be here this morning."

Elstin said lazily, leaning over the desk: "It doesn't matter... We're here for the money anyway... And who allowed you to break into my room without permission?"

Allen paused, shamelessly staying here, and then said, "Don't worry about me, I'm just a messenger. Let's get back to business. It seems that there is a priest accompanying you. I heard that he is suspicious of your experience of being kidnapped by the goblin..."

These words made Elstin slightly raise her beautiful eyebrows, but her face was still as cold as ice. Whenever Allen saw her, he felt that it was a very thick mask of personality, refusing anyone to enter her heart.

"Interesting, you brought a guard dog this time... When will he come?" She said thoughtfully, resting her thumb and index finger on her chin.

Allen looked out the window. "According to the time, they should be on their way. They should be here in about half an hour..."

"What a bad idea!" Elstin bit her thumb and muttered to herself, "What should I do? As the heir of the Haines family, I haven't prepared anything yet! The living room hasn't even been decorated! Is it too late..."

Allen smiled faintly, "It's okay, little sister, these things will be solved in an instant..."

He clapped his hands, and the personal housekeeper, the old nanny, suddenly appeared. "You will be very grateful for my appearance in your bedroom next."

As soon as she finished speaking, the old lady bowed to Elstin and said, "Excuse me, young lady."

Then she strolled to the huge living room, closed her eyes lightly, put on white gloves, took a breath, and suddenly took off her glasses and threw them into the sky!

At this moment, she threw all kinds of plates and dishes like a magician scattering flowers. Without waiting for them to be in place, she leaped into the air, stepped on the wooden rings on the wall, and while running, she threw the knives and forks quickly and accurately onto the plates in front of each empty seat.

Those sharp knives and forks touched the fragile plates as if they were touching cotton. They didn't even make a sound and were just placed in a straight line.

The moment the old lady jumped down, she snapped her fingers and a large bouquet of flowers appeared from her hands, which she threw into the empty vase one by one.

If Ellie and the others were asked to arrange the whole work, it would probably take almost half an hour, but the old lady only needed a dozen seconds!

When she jumped down, the glasses she threw into the air just fell down. She raised her hand and the glasses fell into her palm. Her black maid uniform was still shaking slightly.

Elstin was stunned, clapped her hands and walked over, she put the flower to her nose and smelled it, it was still a flower, "Stinky brother, it seems you are not useless. If only Ellie could have half the maid manners of your old nanny."

"Thank you!" Allen laughed happily. "Once again, I am extremely sorry for my previous reckless behavior towards you! Please rest assured that from now on, I will do my best to assist you!"

"Hmm, it looks a bit better." Elstin stared at him with interest.

"Then you change your clothes. I won't disturb you. I guess your uncle will be here soon." As he said this, he led the old nanny out of the bedroom.

When they reached the corridor, Ya Lian hurriedly grabbed the old lady's sleeve and said seriously: "Teach me all the tricks you just showed me when you have time!"

The master, who had always been idle and cynical, actually humbly asked for advice, and this morning he did not peek at his sister changing clothes as expected, nor did he force her to steal the eldest lady's underwear and stockings. The old nanny was immediately moved to tears, "Master Allen, you have finally changed your ways! But for the son of a duke to learn the housework of a maid, isn't it a little bit..."

"Don't talk nonsense! I'm talking about that magic trick you did just now where you flew around and turned into flowers!"

Chapter 23 Visitors from afar (I changed the title, I hope you guys like it)

The black carriage slowly stopped in the mansion, and two men in black got out of the carriage. The one in front, wearing a top hat and holding a cane, was none other than Allen and Elstin's uncle, Lord Transy. Behind him followed a priest in a black robe.

"Welcome, uncle." Allen saluted with a smile.

"Where's your sister?"

"Ah, she is waiting for you in the living room. Please follow me." Allen said, leading them to the living room.

As soon as he entered, a burst of floral fragrance hit his nose, and there was a clean long table, white shallow plates, neatly arranged knives and forks, and Elstin's smile. Trance nodded with satisfaction.

"Today's morning we have grilled veal steaks, Southern toasted butter bread, and sausages. Please enjoy your meal." Allen walked back and forth in front of the three people with various foods, and finally stood behind Elstin.

"Uncle, why are you here suddenly?" Elstin asked knowingly.

Trancey was not here for breakfast. He first glanced at Allen, and then moved his gaze to Elstin. "You disappeared once when you were a child, and were kidnapped by a goblin. This time I found a powerful priest to exorcise the goblin. My elder brother is obsessed with his mistresses, and my elder brother and his wife don't care about it. They just like to stay in the garden and drink afternoon tea..."

He suddenly revealed a sad expression that the family would be destroyed without him. He shrank his head and looked worried. "This is about the issue of the family heir. I want to know, what exactly happened to you at that time?"

While cutting steak, Elstin recalled, "I was locked up in a dark place, unable to move, hungry and thirsty..."

The more Elsteen talked, the more intolerable Tracy's expression became. She felt that Elsteen was making things up. She endured it for a while and finally sighed, "In addition to asking you this, I also have a letter from the Queen to give you today."

......

The morning sun was shining softly on the dark purple carpet. On the table, a cup of black tea was steaming and fragrant. At this moment, Elsteen was reading the letter from the Queen.

"Dear Elstin, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much. I originally planned to go out of the palace to visit you, but something unexpected happened recently, which made me lose my mood. I hope you can help me solve this problem. Written by Andrea."

"What's the matter, little sister?" Allen asked curiously.

"It seems that I am asked to attend a court hearing on a prostitute murder case..." Elstin said, handing the information attached to the letter to Allen.

Allen glanced at it and shrugged, "Being the heir to the Duke of the North is really a tough job."

--case--

Empire Daily, August 8

本报讯，本地警方与5日晚11点36分接到报案，并于11点45分在塞纳河畔第二架桥处发现一具女尸。

After arriving at the scene, the police quickly launched an investigation and confirmed that the woman was Maria Lail, 22 years old. According to the investigation, the woman was engaged in prostitution. Maria's friends recalled that Maria had not been in frequent contact with any clients recently. The police are conducting further investigations.

Morning and Evening Daily, August 8

According to our newspaper, local police received a report at 14:16 yesterday afternoon and then found a female corpse near an abandoned factory area.

It was confirmed that the deceased was originally named Emma Dalia, 26 years old, and was engaged in prostitution. Her neighbors said that she was normal in the past two days and had no unusual activities. The day before her death, she had made an appointment with her neighbors to look at fabrics for clothes. Since she was not seen at the agreed time, the neighbors thought of looking for her in the places she often went, but when they arrived at the abandoned factory area at around 14:8, they found Emma lying in a pool of blood.

It is understood that this is the fifth death found this month, the first four are 5-year-old Kede, 27-year-old Maria, 22-year-old Dimia and 25-year-old Dariz. Except for Dariz who was engaged in gambling, the rest were prostitutes.

There are reports that bite marks were found on the bodies of the deceased. Although the police claimed that this was nonsense, the witnesses maintained a unified statement that "there were huge bite marks like those of tigers and leopards."

This newspaper quoted police data, saying that most of the deaths occurred late at night and in remote locations. The general public, especially women, are advised to avoid going out at night, and it is best to go out with a companion or bring a male companion.

This newspaper will continue to follow up on the report.

The next day, in the court of the imperial capital.

"The verdict of this case has been pronounced, and the court is adjourned."

The judge on duty banged the gavel, stood up and left, and the crowd in the audience immediately let out a sigh of relief.

"Ah, it's finally over. This boring case..."

"Yeah, how can the death of a prostitute be linked to the nobility? I don't know what the queen is doing..."

There were complaints from the audience. Elstin, dressed in men's clothes, stood up and walked over, signed her name on the verdict, then walked through the crowd in a low-key manner to the door of the court, just in time to see Allen who was waiting and came forward.

"Is it over?" Allen came to the door of the court and raised his hand in white silk gloves in front of Elstin.

"Yeah, I'm exhausted." Elstin handed over the cane and walked straight to the carriage.

"Thank you for your hard work, little sister..." Allen's voice was gentle and sounded very pleasant, "But Dillon is here."

"Hmm?" Elstin was about to get on the carriage, but she stopped and looked back at Allen, "What is he doing here?"

Allen shrugged noncommittally, indicating that he didn't know either.

Elstin exhaled and got into the carriage, "I understand... Let's go back to the mansion."

......

"Your Highness, how are you these days?"

As a person from the ancient western land, Dillon has the same sense of mystery as any warlock in foreign lands. This merchant who usually wears the universal clothing of warlocks is an ordinary pottery merchant on the surface, but secretly controls almost all the opium dens in the empire, which is why his identity is more difficult to ignore.

"You actually come to visit when someone is not at home. Is this also the rule of Western warlocks, Long?"

Elsteen smiled as she entered the room. At the age of sixteen, she was already different from other girls, and her emotions were freely expressed in her smile. Although Allen was acting as her personal butler and helping her take off her hat and cloak, her eyes never left the warlock.

“Haha… don’t be so stingy!” Dillon took a clay pot doll from the Western Continent and tossed it back and forth, with the dragon logo on the clothes reflecting back and forth. “It’s not the Duke’s mansion in the North…”

"Isn't it that they won't be polite even if it's the Duke's Mansion?" The girl raised her hand to let Allen take off his gloves, and then gently lifted the black hair on his forehead with her fingertips. "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Bring two friends to meet you." Dillon smiled and put the doll back on the decoration table. "We have business to do... We still have to say hello to you!"

Chapter 24: Warlock Brothers and Sisters

Like all the rulers in the world, the status of the Soma royal family in the empire is unattainable by others. The Soma nobles headed by Andrea are on the verge of greatness.

For such a large aristocratic system, all kinds of things are inevitable, or will definitely happen. To be precise, the crime rate of nobles is not necessarily lower than that of civilians, but as the guide of the empire's bad public opinion, the nobles cannot bear too many scandals.

In order to preserve its reputation, the Soma royal family adopted a two-way brake. On the one hand, it developed the police as a team that appeared as the image of national justice, and on the other hand, it severely restricted the spread of the dark area.

There is no pure land in the world, and there will always be dark sides in the corners. This is certain. Where there is sunshine, there will be shadows. How to control or even use the power of darkness is an eternal issue facing the nobles.

In response to this, the Soma royal family adopted the method of dark aristocracy, which was to grant eternal rights to one or several nobles to cover up all scandals on behalf of the royal family to ensure the image of the nobility.

This type of nobles are like the queen's shadow troops. They use a force invisible to others to adjust the shadows under the sun in an orderly manner, and their techniques are as fast, fierce and accurate as a hound.

Precisely because they obey the Queen directly, they are given titles such as "the Queen's running dogs" and "the Royal Eyes and Ears".

And today's royal hound is none other than Elstin Hynes, the owner of the Hynes family.

"Oh, by the way, this is a brother and sister from the Principality of Correan in the Western Continent. This is the brother, Witt," Dillon turned his hand to the girl, "and this is the sister, Vivian."

The brother and sister quickly stood up and folded their hands in front of their chests, performing standard warlock etiquette. Allen looked at this rather mysterious warlock brother and sister curiously, and returned the gesture, motioning for them to sit down.

"Warlocks from the Western Continent, are they brother and sister..." Elstin held the red teacup with her index finger and hung it beside her mouth. She accidentally glimpsed the black stockings in the girl's long boots. Her beautiful purple eyes suddenly flashed a cunning light, and she said to her brother, "Will you steal your sister's stockings and do something intimate with her?"

Vivian blushed instantly and shook her head quickly. Victor was stunned where he was, not understanding why the noble princess in front of him would ask such a question. Only Allen looked at Elstin nervously, knowing very well that she wanted to embarrass him in public.

"The Principality of Correan is a country of etiquette that strictly abides by ethics and morals. In this country, even brothers and sisters will maintain a 'respectful' distance of three meters when they get along with each other. There will never be such incredible things as His Highness said..." Dillon looked at Allen provocatively, raised his head and took a sip of black tea, and praised with a sigh, "Good tea..."

Allen smiled as he filled Dillon's cup of tea and put the teapot down in a trance. "In order to pursue the purest power, warlocks, both men and women, must remain pure for their entire lives, never marry, to purify their souls. Is this true?"

Dillon's hands froze for a moment. He had heard it right. Due to the scarcity of the warlock profession, few people in the outside world knew about it, but that guy was not wrong.

Allen paused and continued, "Excuse me, there are some books in the mansion that record the history of sorcerers. I have always wanted to verify whether the incredible taboos about sorcerers mentioned in the books are true."

"Ah, the young master is indeed knowledgeable." Dillon nodded in praise, and moved closer to Allen and said, "Please don't make it public in the future. Warlocks always like to keep a low profile and never like their secrets to be known by outsiders. Once you accidentally anger them, the consequences will be serious!"

Allen glanced sideways, and then his eyes turned to the brother and sister. The black stockings on the sister's legs were very textured. He deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "Do female sorcerers like to wear ornaments such as rings on their bodies?"

This is not to say that he didn't listen at all! He even knew the extremely hidden little habits of the sorceress by heart. How many secrets did this duke's legitimate son, who was rumored to be a waste, hide? Dillon immediately turned away with a bored look and went back.

While Allen and Dillon were practicing Tai Chi, Elsteen had already looked around the brother and sister several times. These two people were really not much older than her, and they had nothing to do because Dillon was busy chatting with others.

Witt looked relatively calm. He was about the same height as Dillon when he stood up. He had slender eyes and straight hair that reached his waist. The black color exuded a silent deterrent force.

The clothes are of the same style as Ti Lung's, made of fine materials, but the image of Fei Long is larger and more prominent because the body of the clothes looks like it is wrapped around the body.

Although the man answered his sister's questions in a low voice from time to time, his eyes kept meeting hers. The smile in his eyes contained a bit of scrutiny, a bit of interest, and a bit of substance... In a way, it was easy for him to provoke Elstin like Allen did.

Vivian is probably a more lively, typical young girl. Her skin is whiter than snow, and her medium-length black hair is casually draped over her shoulders, which further highlights her petite face, making her as cute as the doll that Dillon showed before.

Her long and straight legs are free of any fat, and her excellent qualities enable her to perfectly control black stockings.

Her light golden pupils were clear and bright, and she always looked like she was smiling. Her whispered conversation with her brother did not cause any rudeness or embarrassment, but instead made people understand her good upbringing.

"Excuse me, how old are you?" Elstin looked at Witt for a while and finally spoke to him.

"I'm nineteen and my sister is fourteen." Witt immediately put down his teacup and answered together with his sister's age.

Don't they care about etiquette? The Western Continent is really strange. Elstin recalled the people from the Western Continent she had met before. They had a lot of etiquette, but they didn't pay attention to strange things.

"Well, how can I help you?" It was probably nothing big, if it was simple just leave it to Dillon.

"Are you chatting on your own?" Dillon suddenly came over and floated to the sofa next to him. "Okay, stop making trouble and start talking about business."

There was silence.

"It's like this, they want to take something back from here." Dillon tilted his head and spoke briefly and clearly.

"Is it something from the Empire?"

"No."

"Is that smuggled?"

"Not at all."

"Where is that from?"

"To be precise, it comes from the country of warlocks, Corrien."

"Then just take him away!" Elsteen glared back at Dillon without any hesitation, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Please don't be angry... If it was so easy to bring, I wouldn't have to come, right?"