Dark Fairy Tale: Will their desires be fulfilled?

"If it's a problem within the Warlocks, Dillon, you can solve it yourself. Why drag me into it?" Elstin raised her eyes. "I don't really want to watch this Corian drama."

"Well, as long as the nobles here are not interested in the affairs of the civilian area, things will be much simpler." Dillon put his hands into his sleeves, "The problem is that there are storms outside now..."

"Ok?"

"Well, was anyone seen?" Allen took over the conversation lightly, "Stinky... No, sister, I just found it on the table, but unexpectedly, Mr. Dillon saw it."

Although his expression seemed harmless, Allen had already made up his mind. Two sorcerers closely connected with the occult, a conspiracy that affected the family, if they could use them properly, they might be able to find a handle to threaten the stinky sister. By then, the "evidence" that was taken before could even be used against Tian Gang, and the stinky sister would actively beg him to do what he had not done that night.

As if to verify his thoughts, the stinky sister's pair of perfect white silk jade feet came into his field of vision at the right time. The slight wrinkles of the white silk at the ankles were also very beautiful.

Allen can't help but look forward to the future!

Chapter 25: Both foster mother and sister-in-law

What was presented to Elstin was an envelope with a gorgeous rose blooming at the seal.

"......Dillon, you know this too?" No matter how useless his useless brother is, his mother stands behind him - the Duchess who holds the highest authority in the entire North. Since Allen doesn't want others to know, then others should not know.

Elstin rested her right arm on the armrest, and the hand on her cheek did not conceal the brilliance of the family ring.

How did this guy see it? "Ah, that's not me," Dillon said, looking nonchalant, "It's Werther."

Witt nodded slightly when he was chosen. "I'm really sorry. I was very curious when I saw it just now, so I couldn't help but ask Mr. Dillon about it."

When Elstin heard this, one of her purple eyes glanced upwards, but Allen did not respond.

"Now that we've come to this, I won't say anything more. Are you sure it's not the same thing?"

Dillon looked at Witt, who only glanced back, and Dillon turned back, "Who knows!"

"You seem to be talking a lot of nonsense today." Elstin simply gave up on Dillon's direction and turned her gaze to Witt, "What's going on?"

"That's right. Um... maybe the Holy Spirit of Corinth came here, and we are..."

"Excuse me, but can I ask you a question?" The sorcerer girl, who had not spoken for a long time, had run to the decoration cabinet at some point and abruptly interrupted her brother.

"please say."

"This...isn't something from the Soma Empire?"

The sorcerer girl was pointing at a mysterious doll. It had neatly trimmed short hair that didn't even reach its shoulders, big round dark eyes, and its lips were slightly parted as it raised its head, much like a three or four-year-old child learning to speak "ah...ah..."

"That was the blessed boy that my mother bought from a half-elf merchant, and later she gave it to me." Elsteen stood up and walked to the sorcerer girl. The fourteen-year-old girl was still a little shorter than the sixteen-year-old Elsteen.

The sorcerer girl turned to the direction of her brother who had followed her, and the two began to talk in the ancient language of the Western Continent, with dense and low voices. Although she couldn't understand what the other party was saying, Elsteen noticed that Dillon's face seemed to have changed a little.

"Excuse me, is it......?"

"Ah, there may be some minor disturbances in some civilian areas, but please be merciful." Witt turned back quickly, but one look at his eyes showed that it was not what they were talking about just now.

"Nothing serious will happen, right?"

"Well, that should be the case. This is a small gift, please accept it." Witt handed over a package. Before Elstin had time to see what it was, she heard Dillon screaming.

"The red robe mushroom only grows in the ancient forest of the Principality of Corian. Only the Corian royal family is qualified to enjoy it! Witt, you are going too far!"

"What are you calling me? Didn't I give you the Junshan Silver Needle?"

"Hey......"

Elstin, who was caught in the middle, was a little confused. Seeing this, Witt smiled and said, "Sorry, Dillon is too excited. But what you have in your hand is indeed worth being excited about."

"Hmm?" Elstin raised her hand to look at it. This cloth bag, which was only slightly larger than her palm, must have taken a lot of thought and looked very delicate.

"Ah, the outermost layer is a piece of gold embroidery that took a year to make!"

"What!" Dillon raised his voice again, "A year's worth of golden handkerchief?!"

"Are you done yet?" Witt whispered to Dillon, then turned to Elstin and said, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

"No. Um...thank you."

......

Late at night, there were thunder and lightning in the sky outside the house, and an abnormal snowstorm was raging.

"There are about 4 to 5 million people in the capital of the empire, and the number will increase during social events. In such a grand occasion, the proud nobles will not care about a few lowly prostitutes lying dead on the streets. In this case, it will be easy for the heretics to use this as an opportunity to hold human sacrifice ceremonies. In addition, the country of warlocks, which we are not willing to deal with, has sent two envoys this time. It is no wonder that the queen, who has always been steady, feels deeply uneasy..."

Tina sat at the desk and sighed as she looked at the information Elsteen and Allen had searched for.

"Miss Tina, do you want to play? Don't work so hard all the time, come and take a break!" Duke Howard walked in with a smile, holding a chess set.

"Ah, chess? I haven't played it for a long time." Tina seemed to agree.

"Come on, take a break! Old lady, go make some tea!" Duke Howard waved his hand and pushed the silly old lady aside. The nun was almost tired of playing with him. Only then did he realize what a cold and beautiful lady the Duchess was!

The black silk pajamas wrapped around her mature and charming body. Unlike other ladies who like to wear makeup, her beautiful face like a girl is unkempt, showing a natural beauty. Her slender and round legs are covered with black silk high stockings with intricate patterns on the sock cuffs that fit tightly against her fair and soft thighs.

Her thin lips are painted with purple lipstick, and even her fingernails and toenails are painted purple, giving off a captivating feminine aura.

He was destined to be sleepless tonight, so he sprayed an expensive perfume that catered to the Duchess's preferences, even though he always felt that this perfume was too childish and smelled like the scent of an ignorant boy, just like Allen.

Five minutes later, the old nanny came in holding a teacup with an exquisite pattern.

Tina and Duke Howard's faces turned pale the moment they entered their mouths, and then they vomited without caring about their image.

"It's so salty! What kind of tea is this? You useless maid, make it again for me!" Duke Howard was furious.

"What a cruel father! Young Master Allen, who is far away in the imperial capital, can't even drink this kind of tea." The old nanny muttered to herself, then walked away dejectedly.

Looking at the old nanny's back, Duke Howard knew that this old woman who had been with Allen since he was a child was sulking because he had secretly sent Allen to the distant capital, and she deliberately used the unpalatable tea to retaliate against him.

But how can flowers that only grow in a greenhouse withstand the storms of the future family?

So he couldn't help but sigh: "The old lady is getting old and confused..."

"Really? That's nothing." Tina said while playing chess.

"Since Elstin is so capable, why not let her investigate the prostitute's death case and deal with the two warlocks alone. You don't have to work so hard." Duke Howard suggested.

"She is just my chess piece. I give her orders and make her act according to my will, but she is not an ordinary chess piece." Tina curled her lips and smiled. The indifferent and empty eyes of the girl standing among the dead bodies when she first saw her adopted daughter appeared in her mind again, "but... a killer weapon that can kill with one strike."

Tina said slowly, kicking a chess piece on Duke Howard's side with a snap of the chess piece in her hand, "Like this."

"Oh my, Miss Tina, you are totally breaking the rules!"

"Yes, this is my rule. You can't win the battle just by following the rules of this world. The queen must use special means, otherwise the favorites will betray their master. If we play this game on an equal footing, can I win without breaking the rules? Standing at the top of the mysterious world like this will end soon." Tina's expression became a little gloomy, as if she was sure of something.

"What about Allen, your sister's only child in the world, why don't you let him undergo blood baptism to gain extraordinary talents, and let an outsider...Elstin inherit everything in the family?" Duke Howard crossed his legs and took another sip of the tea brewed by the old nanny. He spoke seemingly casually, but his pupils were piercing.

"I have never forgotten my sister, but I have never thought about revenge for her." Tina lowered her eyes and said suddenly, her aqua blue hair covering her eyes, "Even if you are my nominal husband, I hate you so much, so I will keep my virginity and not let you touch me at all. Little Allen is the only person I cherish and love the most in this world, how can I let his blood corrode him?"

"For this, I chose an adopted daughter to bear the cost for him." She picked up the chess piece and put it down. "Checkmate."

Chapter 26: The stinky sister who likes men's clothes

"Oh my, I've lost forty-eight games in a row. You've been good at chess since you were a girl, and I always lose to you, haha. I still remember how you and your sister played a prank on a man in the courtyard that afternoon and made him run naked in public. You looked so cute and small standing next to your sister, and I couldn't help but want to protect you, but you didn't even look at me..."

Duke Howard walked up to Tina and wanted to reach out and touch that cold face, but he retracted his hand halfway, "That's why I signed a contract with you. I really hope you can get out of that dark world."

Tina raised her head, raised her eyebrows, and said coldly: "You are just my servant, you have no right to tell me what to do." She said, lifting her skirt gracefully and saluted, "I'm going to leave first, thank you for playing chess with me, Howard."

Duke Howard was stunned for a moment, then blinked at Tina, "I won't lose to you again next time! Miss Tina!" He called her and said, "Good night" when she turned around.

Tina nodded, turned and walked into the rest room. The moment the door closed, Duke Howard couldn't help but sigh.

"Why...that woman...didn't she even look at me once from beginning to end?"

Sister Aifu appeared beside him quietly at some point and looked at him with pity. "Miss Tina has her own ideas for everything she does. No matter how far she will go, it is cold and gloomy... and I will always be by my master's side."

As he said this, he was about to rest his head on the other's broad chest, but was slapped away by Duke Howard.

Aifu stared at him with her face covered in disbelief.

Duke Howard looked up. The rain outside the window had stopped at some point. His dark eyes met her light blue eyes. He pointed at the window and said, "Lie over there."

Eve bit her lip, turned around, and rolled up the hem of her nun's uniform to her waist. The pure black hollow part was immediately exposed in the air. Then she lowered her head and dug her nails into the window gap.

Outside, thunder and lightning flashed and roared again. Sweat was dripping from her body. She bit her hair and silently endured the Duke's anger and resentment.

......

dong dong.

The knock on the door disturbed Elstin who was resting at the table.

"Come in."

Outside the door, Allen walked in with a stack of information in his hand. "I think, apart from Dillon, no one else is involved in this matter, right?"

"The case we're investigating is very strange, isn't it? Dillon runs the largest opium den and brothel in the empire. The consecutive disappearances and deaths of prostitutes in this city ruled by the queen must be related to him, but we didn't find anything unusual about him yesterday!" Elstin got up and lay on the bed. The black hem of her skirt was scattered on the white sheets like black flowers, and the stockings underneath were also black.

"Yeah, maybe it's someone Dillon knows. Aren't those sorcerer brother and sister who came from afar quite suspicious?" Allen echoed, but his eyes never left the girl's black stockings.

"Anyway, let's investigate tomorrow..." Elstin was about to unbutton her chest when she suddenly saw Allen's black eyes staring at her, with a light that seemed to see through everything in them.

"Stupid brother, how long are you going to stay here?" Elstin covered her chest tightly and looked at Allen's mouth with some dissatisfaction as he drooled.

"Although the imperial capital is more prosperous and lively than the North, and there is a queen in charge, there are just as many dirty deeds in the dark corners as in the North. There is a risk that our whereabouts will be leaked. During this long journey, I am not only your personal butler, but also a loyal bodyguard. Nighttime protection is an indispensable part. Just sleep peacefully, stinky sister..."

Before Allen could finish his defense, a pillow was thrown at him and hit him hard in the face.

"Next time, it won't be as simple as using a pillow." The purple eyes were full of vigilance, like a kitten with bared teeth and claws, "Also, you must call me Big Sister!"

Allen smiled and threw away the large stack of information, "Yes, my dear sister."

Three days later.

The night in early autumn suddenly became a little cold. Allen, wearing an ordinary vest, came to a dilapidated residential area with Elstin and stood guard at the entrance of the alley.

"Will we really meet that guy here?" Allen asked uncertainly, looking up at the golden full moon in the dark sky.

Elstin, wearing a black coat, leaned against the old wall and said calmly, "Yes, there is no other entrance. This is the only entrance."

"So, are you sure that the next sniper target will be Meali Jerry who lives in the old house opposite?" Allen asked again, his eyes focused on the small house opposite that emitted a dim yellow light.

"Yes."

"However, apart from having their internal organs cut out, the murdered prostitutes had one thing in common. I guess that's why he did it?" Allen asked Elstin, but she seemed absent-minded, as if she wasn't listening to him at all.

"I say, little sister, are you listening!" Although she was angry, the little sister's outfit still attracted Allen's attention. Elstin had her long black hair tied up in a top hat, her petite body was tightly wrapped in a black coat, her slender legs were exposed, and she was wearing a pair of black short boots.

The strands of hair hanging from under the round-brimmed hat looked even more mysterious and elegant under the light of the gas street lamp.

Since arriving in the imperial capital, Allen discovered that the stinky little sister liked to wear men's clothes to show off. Putting aside the convenience of the mission, maybe she just simply likes black.

"Are you listening?" Seeing that the other party ignored him, Allen had no choice but to repeat it again.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I was looking at a beauty because it was so cute..." Elstin came back to her senses with a smile.

It turned out to be a female cat...

It turns out that the always cold and indifferent little sister also has a girlish side.

"Silly brother, do you believe that the dead can be resurrected?" Elstin, who was enjoying playing with the cat in the dark night, asked suddenly.

Allen was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously thought that the topic that suddenly appeared in his ears must be a prank played by his stinky sister to make him happy. It had happened before. The seemingly reasonable and logical common sense, after being spoken by his stinky sister, often weaved into a stupid joke, and in the end he always became the stupid person in the joke.

Therefore, one of the stinky sister's catchphrases, "stupid brother", originated from here.

Allen connected his sister's words with this mission and carefully considered his words. "It's impossible for humans to be resurrected from the dead. I knew from the beginning that things were not that simple. But the investigation results are not deceiving, right? Someone related to the smuggling black market, someone who has connections with mysterious organizations and black magic, and who has an alibi when the murder occurred. Isn't it the dark businessman Dillon who meets these conditions?"

"No, it's not quite the same, because there are very few examples of people coming from that world to the human world - is he a human or a devil? You will soon see what his identity is." Letting the kitten break free from her arms and escape, the lonely profile of Elstin's face as she spoke softly did not look like a lie at all.

Chapter 27: Thirteen Kings

Soon, how soon? Tonight?

Allen broke away from the conversation and was about to ask Elstin when he suddenly heard a scream.

"There's someone in the house, go check it out!" Allen ran towards the small house opposite where the noise came from and pushed the door open with a slap. However, Elstin, who was following him like a shadow, immediately covered his eyes.

"Don't look!"

However, Allen still saw it once. Just one glance. A glance that would give him countless nightmares. He couldn't even vomit at this sight. The blood that spurted out had already splashed on his face.

The young boy was in his sister's arms, trembling all over, terrified to death, because this was simply not a scene that anyone could imagine.

"It's really outrageous. You're so cruel, the executioner who killed prostitutes—" Elstin said quietly while looking at a shadow in the room that had returned to darkness again, "Oh no, I should call you Vivian..."

At this moment, the warlock girl, covered in blood, walked out gently. Her pretty face was extremely pale, and she said in a trembling voice, "It wasn't me... I rushed over because I heard the noise..."