Dark Fairy Tale: Will their desires be fulfilled?

"No sequence... After reading part of his memory, it seems that he is just a loser who likes his sister's stockings."

Hearing this rather shocking fact, the girl raised one eyebrow.

Over the past few hundred years, even though several descendants of the Haines family came to challenge the tower, no one could reach it.

However, it is impossible for one person to break through the ancient priestess Olivia alone. Although Olivia only presided over some major witch sacrificial ceremonies in the Witch Era, she is not a warrior herself, and her strength is not that strong, but she is more than enough to deal with the mortals of the Third Era.

That room has produced the most eliminated people so far.

"I was originally planning to prepare tea for the reception, but it seems that my efforts were in vain. This is a rare opportunity, why not just give out a heroic struggle award?"

"He seemed to have conquered it easily and killed Lady Olivia."

"......Huh?"

......

A shrill scream echoed throughout the large room.

Oliveira's right eye was pierced by the sword, and she let out a high-pitched scream and rolled on the ground in pain.

Even though black liquid flowed from her right eye, she still swung her left arm. This attack contained the anger accumulated from being stabbed. If she hit him, he would definitely die on the spot.

However——the hand waved in vain.

Marisana dodged the attack with amazing reflexes, and then chopped off the priestess's head with a sword.

The head fell to the ground with a heavy sound. The sexy body without the head swayed from side to side for a while, and finally fell to the ground.

"This is what happens when you dare to tease our Haines family!"

Marisana swung her sword to shake off the blood stains, then turned her head to look. She saw Allen slowly getting up from the ground with a relieved look on his face.

"You are worthy of being our ancestor! Your strategy and swordsmanship are unmatched!" Allen flattered him at the right time.

Marisana expressed that she appreciated the compliment from the heir, a blush appeared on her face, and she lowered her head slightly.

What a loss of composure! When I was appointed as the deputy leader of the Silver Knights, I was not as embarrassed as I am now! She thought silently in her heart.

"If I take the mad woman's dying blow, I won't be able to escape unscathed." Allen said in a relaxed tone, looking at the ground in front of him. As the priestess's body disappeared, the floor deep in the room began to emit a faint light, and the transmission device to the next floor seemed to have been activated.

"Then let's leave here now." Allen took a step towards the teleportation device.

However, in an instant, the whole room began to shake violently.

"what happened!?"

Allen looked around and found holes everywhere in the floor. It seemed that the collapse of the room was also a mechanism, and other places began to collapse gradually.

"Ancestor?"

Allen looked back and was shocked by what he saw. There was an unusually large hole between him and Marisana, who was standing by the wall, leaving Marisana completely isolated.

Now if he jumped with all his strength, he might be able to jump over it; but it would be impossible to pull Marisana over this distance - after making such a judgment, Allen turned towards Marisana.

"Wait for me there!"

The floor of the room gradually collapsed, and one could even see the ground on the first floor far below. The ground leading to the teleporter gradually turned into stepping stones suspended in the air.

However, Marisana held out her hands and stopped the heir from charging towards her.

"Heir, please continue to move forward."

"What nonsense are you talking about? We finally escaped from that crazy woman, so of course we have to leave together! Besides, you will fall!"

"I fell from here a thousand years ago. From ancient times to the present, this tower can only allow one trial-taker to pass through at a time. My body has been dead for a thousand years. Even if I pass the trial, my soul will be shattered once I return to the real world."

After Marisana said this with a pale face, she bowed deeply to Allen with a smile on her face.

What Allen didn't know was that this ritual was the most honorable ritual of the Silver Knights. Each member could only use it once in their lifetime, symbolizing the marriage vow.

"Please keep going forward... I am looking forward to the moment when you obtain the soul of the ancestor king at the top of the tower."

She had been obsessed with swordsmanship since she was old enough to understand, and the glory of her family had a great influence on her life, so that she had never experienced young love during her lifetime. She was very happy to meet this heir in the holy land, and she had no regrets at all for giving her pure body to him.

Instead, I feel fortunate.

His incomplete life without revenge for his subordinates of the Silver Knights didn't seem so bad in the end.

She said this with her head lowered, and even though her voice was trembling, one could tell that it contained accumulated awareness.

"Wait, ancestor!"

Allen shouted anxiously and stretched his arms forward, but he couldn't reach the female knight.

And in the next moment - accompanied by a loud bang, the floor where Marissana was standing collapsed.

Before falling, Marisana suddenly untied her silver armor, pulled out the innermost layer of holy armor, and threw it to Allen.

"This is the only thing I have that can help you. This holy armor was woven by elves from ancient vine wood. It can defend against any sword attack in this world."

Allen steadily caught the holy armor thrown to him, feeling the soft and warm touch on his fingertips. He stared at the female knight on the other side of the collapsing room. The feeling of powerlessness to save her life made him feel bitter in his heart.

"Remember, after the blood baptism ceremony is over, when you are sent to Soma Royal College as an undercover agent like I was at the beginning, you must be careful of a woman with three moles on her chest!"

With this final warning, the female knight closed her eyes without any regrets. The huge rock above her head fell down, and her body gradually decomposed into black particles and gradually dissipated in the air.

Allen put on the holy armor which still had some warmth left in it, and he seemed to hear the heartbeat of the female knight.

He looked up at the top of the tower, and at this moment, there was no longer any confusion in his heart.

There are five floors left.

Although each level was filled with difficult puzzles or powerful monsters, Allen passed all the levels easily.

It was as if the level of priestess encountered earlier was an extreme bug, a safety measure deliberately made by the designers of the tower to make things difficult for the trial-takers and make them give up.

No powerful individuals similar to the priestess appeared in the following floors.

However, when he finally passed all the obstacles, his whole body was overcome by an indescribable feeling of exhaustion.

Over tens of thousands of years, countless people in the family have challenged this tower, even including the female knight ancestor who has just been met. Will anyone really be able to reach the top of the tower in the end?

Is it true that the ancestor's royal soul is enshrined on the top of the tower as the white-robed girl Qianhe said?

The bastard dad didn't mention this at all. He just said that the holy land was very safe and we just had to follow the road.

However, looking back at all the dangers he had experienced before, as well as the miserable ending of the female knight's ancestor, it seemed to prove the exact opposite of what his bastard father said.

Allen thought about this all the way until he finally stood in front of the door on the top floor.

Chapter 53: The Mistress of the Tower

When you open the door, the first thing that comes into view is the view through the shutters.

This place is located on the top floor of the tower, so even the end of the wilderness far away can be seen at a glance. The world's scenery is blazing red under the setting sun, which is both magnificent and beautiful, and it made Allen speechless.

He had never stood at such a high place and looked out at the scenery. The gentle breeze blowing in from the window caressed his hair.

This room is quite spacious, but the interior is very messy. There are a lot of miscellaneous items piled carelessly against the wall, including swords, boxes, pots, and statues. There must be a lot of magic props mixed in there.

However, after pushing the messy items to the corner, the remaining part looks like just a room where ordinary people live.

"welcome."

A subtle sound like a flute reached his ears. The owner of the sound seemed to be in the depths of the room, out of sight.

"I made some tea, please come this way."

The power of blessing was ready to be unleashed, and a light blue halo appeared on his clenched fist. After maintaining full vigilance, Allen stepped forward cautiously.

When he walked into the room, he saw many things similar to those at the entrance. By the window on the left, he could see a small wooden table and steaming teacups.

He took a deep breath, kept his whole body tense, and took another step forward.

The woman stood in front of him with her back to him.

"I have personally witnessed the witches' kingdom being destroyed in flames. The scene at that time was very similar to this weeping bloody dusk."

After the girl said this, she turned around and smiled sweetly.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Inoda. But almost no one calls me by my name."

The greeting sounded quite gentle, and the attitude was surprisingly relaxed.

After sitting down on the chair as he was told, Allen asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Are you my ancestor? You don't look like one."

"Questioning the appearance of the 'first ancestor' is a stupid question. But it is indeed funny that you call me the 'first ancestor'."

Inoda tilted her head in a funny way. No matter how you looked at her, she was a beautiful girl of only sixteen or seventeen years old. Since she could be on par with the Witch Emperor of the Second Era, she must have an unfathomable spirit, right?

However, she was neither wearing gorgeous armor nor a muscular female warrior. Inoda was wearing casual clothes made of high-quality fabrics that seemed to be easy to move in, and she sat opposite Allen.

The only thing worth mentioning is her outstanding beauty.

She had long pure white hair and porcelain-white skin. Her deep blue eyes seemed to seal the ocean in a crystal ball. Her beauty, with a hint of sadness, exuded a quiet temperament, which impressed Biaren more than any other woman he had ever seen.

The rumored girlfriend of the ancestor, who was called the ancestor by the asshole father, was the girl in the portrait on the stone gate when he came here. In addition to the striking resemblance, the girl and the person in the painting were like a caterpillar before metamorphosis and a dancing butterfly, with a clear contrast.

At this moment, a sinister and strange laugh sounded in the room, waking up Allen who was in a daze.

Subconsciously, he glanced at the source of the laughter, his eyes immediately widened and his whole body became stiff.

Suddenly, a group of wriggling flesh worms rose up from the ground, with a huge eye covered with dense tentacles.

The strange creature seemed to notice him, and its creepy pupils stared at him, and then the flesh worm seemed to have discovered something interesting.

Those densely packed eyes began to appear on the exposed skin of the flesh worm.

Countless eyes were all focused on Allen, and noisy and weird laughter came out of their mouths.

Allen felt the hairs on his body stand on end and subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

However, he soon realized that he was undergoing a blood baptism ceremony, and his bastard father had once reminded him that blood baptism was to trace the source of the blood, and in the holy land, one would encounter many marks engraved in the blood by the ancestors.

He needs to choose the one that suits him best from these powerful marks, so as to inherit the blood talent of the ancestor and achieve the ultimate goal of baptism.

This flesh worm is so ugly that even if it is the blood mark left by a very powerful ancestor, Allen will definitely not choose it. He cannot pass the physiological test alone.

So in order to avoid the excited gaze of the worm not far away, he approached Inoda.

"Is your appearance created by magic?"

"Your question is really rude. I look like this anyway."

"I heard that you lived in the Witch Era more than 20,000 years ago, but you don't even have a wrinkle on your face."

"I was only sixteen when those seven traitors stole my King's Soul. The reason I have been able to continue to exist for tens of thousands of years is all because of the last bit of my King's Soul that remained, and I used it to create this holy place and this tower."

Her red petal-like cherry lips leaned against the teacup and took a sip. Seeing that the other party was far from the "ancestor" he had imagined, he had thought that the mysterious ancestor was a man, and a time traveler who could understand calculus. These possibilities were now ruthlessly overturned, and Allen felt greatly disappointed.

However, his reaction seemed to be within Inoda's expectations. She just smiled bitterly and urged him to explain his purpose.

"And then? Now it's time to talk about yourself, right? You are the first descendant of the Haines family who climbed here almost single-handedly. This is a rare opportunity, so please tell us your name."

After Inoda said this, Allen raised his eyebrows and straightened his posture, changing his previous image of the duke's son and loser, and his whole aura changed.

"Excuse me. My name is Allen Hynes."

When the girl heard the beginning of the name, her eyes widened slightly.

"Allen? You said your name is Allen?"

"That's right."

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Inoda looked at Kiaren's whole body intently.

"Now that you mention it, it does look a bit like him... maybe? At least the useless aura that can't be concealed is really the essence of him."

"Sorry, I'm useless."

Hearing Allen's frank response, the girl laughed out loud.

"So, who did you just say I look like?" Allen said confusedly.

"I'm sorry. My loyal servant Mr. Golem is also called Allen like you, so it was a bit unexpected."

Inoda said this while looking out the window. For a moment, her eyes revealed an emotion deeper than nostalgia.

That was the look of a person who had experienced thousands of years. That sadness made Allen sure that this girl was the "Original Master".

But the sentimental feeling completely disappeared when she turned her gaze back. Inoda was smiling like an ordinary girl.

Allen looked at her like this and couldn't help but feel curious and asked, "Do you live here alone?"