Dark Fairy Tale: Will their desires be fulfilled?

This feeling made her feel ashamed and angry. As the deputy leader of the Silver Knights, one of the best female knights in the Soma Empire, and the proud daughter of the Haines family, although she had many suitors on weekdays, she had always kept herself clean and never got too close to men, and always maintained her purity.

Even my daily self-massage is only a superficial one.

Even though she was captured by the priestess, for her own interrogation interests, the priestess had never really attacked her for thousands of years, but just spared no effort to improve her physical sensitivity.

This treatment is many times better than that of other captured female knights on the battlefield.

Now... is she going to throw away her virginity and her dignity as a knight to save her life?

Her eyes lingered on Allen's marble-like angular face for a moment, then moved away with a blushing face.

I can dedicate my purity to this kind of offspring, but... this offspring is too young.

As this thought flashed through her mind, Marisana was suddenly horrified to discover that the ropes binding her had suddenly changed.

Her tightly bound legs were forced to move slowly outwards. As the rope moved, her thighs and calves were folded together and bound separately.

It forms an M shape.

The scene below the abdomen revealed its face to the young heir.

This this......

Although this tower was the holy place of the family, the girl's face suddenly turned red and she whimpered softly. In the eyes of the man, this behavior was obviously an interesting provocation.

Allen was already under the control of the potion, and no longer had the high spirits he had before. Olivia, who had been sitting on a chair watching the two men's actions, laughed triumphantly. The two descendants of the hateful and murderous ancestor were finally going to do something that violated the world's order right before her eyes...

Marisana watched Allen take two steps forward, walk in front of her, and use his tender white hands to untie the rope that connected the magic egg in the female knight's body and pull it hard!

The female knight's eyes suddenly widened, her body curled up like a shrimp, and a large amount of saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth.

The holy water in the room was also gurgling.

She felt a mixture of incomparable joy, shame, and some kind of throbbing that she herself couldn't explain. She watched Allen take off his basic equipment with steam all over his body, revealing the shiny iron pestle, and then he unreservedly carried out the great task of grinding the iron pestle into a needle.

Speaking of which, Allen has not yet properly said goodbye to his moral principles.

Although nobles will never be short of women, especially the legitimate son of the Duke of the North like him, but playing around is just playing around, and even though he had done shameful things to his sister in the past, such as stealing her underwear and peeping at her changing clothes, he had never taken a real step.

In his previous life, he was a nerd who had the desire to steal but not the courage to do so.

When the iron pestle was grinding on the magic stone, it accidentally injured the owner of the magic stone, and a trace of blood oozed out.

Seeing this, Allen suddenly grabbed the collar around Marisana's neck.

The female knight could no longer make any extra expressions. She only felt herself sinking into a quiet seabed, listening to the echo of fish spitting bubbles beside her ears, and sinking deeper and deeper into the sea.

Olivia had excitedly bitten the priest's robe tightly, admiring the pattern of a magic egg slowly emerging on the female knight's lower abdomen that was blocked by the cloth.

"Descendant, what era is it now?"

"My ancestor, it is now the year 1762 in the Soma calendar."

"A thousand years have passed. I didn't expect that I have been locked up here for so long..."

Even though the iron pestle had been polished into fine iron on the magic stone and successfully completed the first sharpening, the two men still maintained the posture of grinding the iron pestle into a needle.

The two of them hugged each other tightly in order to confuse the priestess who was still watching on the side. In fact, the female knight was using some secret method to communicate with Allen through thoughts.

"Is the family about to fall?"

"Not yet. My bastard father is still the Duke of the North. I came here for the blood baptism. How did my ancestor get captured by this crazy woman? What happened in your time?"

When asked this question, Marisana showed a trace of pain, and the slender hands that were holding Allen's back couldn't help but tighten.

His nails dug into the flesh of Allen's back.

But Allen did not blame her, he could understand the pain in the female knight's heart at the moment.

"I followed the orders of my family elder and served in the Silver Knights of the Empire, responsible for collecting intelligence about the Empire. However, I was severely damaged by a mysterious force during a mission, and I was the only one who survived in the Knights. In order to avenge myself, I ignored the advice of my family elder and forcibly performed a second blood baptism ceremony. Unfortunately, my strength can only allow me to reach this level of the tower..."

It turns out that this ancestor is a traitor, Allen thought silently. At the same time, he became interested in the mysterious power she mentioned, so he asked her in his mind.

Marissana sighed through her thoughts, "It's too early for you to come into contact with that being. According to the family's usual script, after you awaken your bloodline talent, the current family elder will send you to the Imperial Academy to monitor the actions of the imperial family. There you will truly come into contact with the reality of this world."

I guess so. He can't escape the fate of being a traitor... Allen thought with some regret.

"Heir, please cooperate with me fully from now on, and let us escape from the priestess together!"

"That's no problem. My name is Allen, and I hope you can call me by my name."

"Okay, heir."

Chapter 51 Black Silk Feast

The two hugged each other for a long time without separating.

Through telepathic communication, Marisana discovered that the era in which she once believed that the future would still be one of knights and armor, spears, war horses and swords was gone forever.

Instead, there were steam, guns, and motorboats that had never been seen or imagined before...

However, Olivia could no longer maintain her original composure. Her upright sitting posture on the chair became strange at some point, and her toes in her shoes and socks became tangled together unconsciously.

Under the influence of sweat, her breathing became rapid and her chest kept rising and falling.

Especially when she saw the series of intimate actions performed by the two of them, every movement of their fingertips touched her heart.

She has been imprisoned here for tens of thousands of years. Although there have been trial-takers coming to challenge her during these tens of thousands of years, they have never appeared in front of her at the same time like this, and they are a man and a woman.

The souls of the trial-takers who were easily defeated and captured by her would often be overwhelmed and disappear into thin air after just a hundred years of torture by her.

But this female knight from a thousand years ago was the only exception.

To her surprise, the female knight had such a strong obsession with her life that she was able to survive for nearly a thousand years under her control.

That's why she became so interested that she released the female knight and locked her up together with Allen, who had been fed the potion, to see what interesting things would happen between an ancestor and a descendant.

The result was as she wished, the upside-down pattern was truly pleasing to the eye, adding some color to these endless years.

However, the more she watched, the more her body couldn't control itself, and she subconsciously put herself into the body of the female knight.

The consequence is that the holy water is overflowing like this.

As the high priestess who administered the laws for the Witch Emperor more than 20,000 years ago, her strong self-esteem made her unwilling to show her weak and incompetent side to outsiders, so she shouted angrily.

"That's enough! How long are you going to hug like this? Break up quickly! You are the descendants of the first ancestor, don't you know any sense of propriety or honor?"

For some reason, this sentence always feels a bit weird coming from the mouth of her, the instigator.

Allen repeatedly laughed at this crazy woman who liked to build a memorial archway in his heart. Everything went according to the plan made by the female knight ancestor.

This crazy woman has been locked up in a holy tower for more than 20,000 years. Both her mind and body have reached the limit of what they can endure, and she is desperately seeking something to free her.

And this thing is undoubtedly what Allen and Marisana did.

That's why she likes to teach those trial-takers who fail to pass the level a lesson to satisfy her own interest.

And now, the more thoroughly the iron rod is ground into a needle, the more this crazy woman will lose control of herself and fall into madness.

Seeing that the long-awaited opportunity had finally arrived, Marissana smiled and said to Allen:

"She's right. Grinding the iron pestle into a needle will only make my clothes dirty. Let's try another method of grinding the iron pestle."

As she spoke, Marissana raised her left leg and handed her beautiful foot in black lace-up high-heeled boots to Allen. "Heir, help me take off my shoes~"

The leather of the shoes was so close that he could almost smell the sweet scent mixed with perfume. Above the boots were black stockings that were very suitable for a female knight. The best description of them was that they were so tight that they could not be grasped in one hand.

Carefully, he put his hands on the laces of the boots, untied the laces, and the jade feet in black stockings were immediately released.

It's warm, with a hint of sweat, and the soles of your feet are filled with an invitingly soft and powdery texture.

"Heir, open your mouth."

The black silk jade feet were stuffed into his mouth, the perfume and the girl's body fragrance mixed together, the tip of his tongue skimmed across the velvet surface, the fragrant sweat and the perfect softness of the soles of the feet gave him an illusion: it was her feet that were taking away his purity.

"Perverted descendant, you can even..... towards your ancestor's feet..."

The female knight covered her lips and moved her jade feet away from his mouth, leaving a long silver thread.

The next moment, the red toes touched each other, and the heels followed suit, and the curved soles of the feet completely surrounded the iron pestle.

The smooth soles of her feet twisted left and right, rotating the iron pestle slightly, and her long golden hair spread out over the shoulders of the female knight.

The female knight reached for her skirt armor, took off the lace hollow part, and twisted it into a simple cloth shackle. She tied Allen's hands with a hair rope, then gently held his cheeks with her cherry lips slightly opened.

First the tips of their noses touched, then their cherry lips.

Below the two men, a pair of feet covered in black silk stockings were slightly raised, with the sides of the feet clasped around the iron pestle, and then moved downward, revealing the rusty part of the tip of the iron pestle that was wrapped around it.

The big toe of the left foot was slightly raised, and the other jade foot lightly covered the body of the iron pestle, tilting it to one side, and then moved quickly.

No matter how hard the iron pestle is, the rusty tip is always a weak point.

A little spring water sprayed onto the iron pestle and soaked the stockings on the soles of the feet.

Only by wetting the iron pestle in advance can you prevent the dry stockings from damaging the pestle, and only then can you get the pleasure of polishing the pestle with your jade feet.

"Don't hold back, open the valve of the overflowing fountain..."

The gentle words broke down the last line of defense in Allen's heart.

His body suddenly tilted, and the spring water could not wait to gush out from the rusty part of the iron pestle, covering the inside of the already tight and airtight boots with a layer of silver frost.

Marisana stood up, took her high-heeled shoes, and then impatiently pressed her red lips against the edge of the shoes, pouring the slightly turbid spring water into her throat.

After drinking half of it, her tender black-stockinged feet could not wait to put it in.

The stockings were immediately soaked by the spring water, and the feet were completely covered in a sticky feeling.

She kissed Allen on the lips again.

......

In the gloomy cell, there was only a dim oil lamp hanging on the wall, flickering with a faint light.

In this hellish darkness, the only striking white color was the priestess Olivia sitting in the center of the cell.

He was wearing a gorgeous priest robe with repeated silk decorations and ornaments, with a cruel and playful sneer on his lips, and on his slender legs he wore a pair of white over-the-knee high heels with extremely long boots that covered the bottom of his thighs.

The spotless white over-the-knee high-heeled boots, now had most of the boot shaft below the knees stained with color by the spring water and holy water splashed by the two people in front of her as they worked hard to grind an iron pestle into a needle.

The undried spring water and holy water flowed down the snow-white boots, gathered on the metal stiletto heels of the leather boots, and then flowed to the ground.

And under the priestess's white boots, Marisana's black silk feet feast continues.

Olivia finally completely lost her mind and fell into madness.

"I really want to..."

She laughed like crazy, and the pink hearts in her pupils became more and more dazzling!

She gently lifted one foot and shook her snow-white over-the-knee boots at the two men as if to show off. The slender metal heels flashed a cold light, as if to remind them how sharp they were.

"You have enjoyed enough, you shameless female knight!"

She kicked Marisana away, and then went from being Marisana's perspective to completely replacing her.

Then he took off his priest robe, revealing dazzlingly white skin and countless black curse marks that were entwined like snakes. "This body, especially those black eyes, ah, so delicious! Finally, I can also..."

Her eyes were fixed on Allen, and then she slowly leaned down.

The next moment, her crazy smile completely froze, cold murderous intent suddenly bloomed in the air, and the ruthless sword pierced her chest.

At the end of the sword was Marissana's cold and ruthless face.

The splattering blood dyed Allen's face red. Far from showing any fear, he laughed out loud. For a moment, a glimmer of embers flashed in his black pupils.

Olivia was very familiar with that fleeting ember; it was the fire of divine punishment that had burned down the entire Demon Kingdom more than 20,000 years ago.

Allen's true identity made her whole soul tremble.

"You are......"

She fell down, and the sword with magic moved forward again. The last few words turned into ethereal phantom sounds.

Outside the high tower, a corner of the cold steel moon appeared, shedding the light of repentance for the dead.

Chapter 52: Marriage Vow

"Master, the trial-taker has reached the level of Priest Olivia."

After hearing the puppet's voice, the girl who was boiling water smiled.

"That's amazing. What's his extraordinary sequence?"