Dark Fairy Tale: Will their desires be fulfilled?

"And there's a puppet to keep me company. Allen!"

Allen responded to his master's call and appeared silently at the entrance of the room. The genderless puppet bowed to Allen.

The pitch-black scar armor concealed all the puppet's secrets, leaving only the pair of red eyes silently examining Allen.

Chapter 54 They are all bad women

Allen was safe and sound, and the ancestor hadn't shown any hostility so far. It seemed like it was just a simple tea party.

Allen put his mouth close to the cup, and the refreshing aroma of tea did not relax his expression, but made him feel even more depressed.

The scene of the female knight's ancestor being crushed into thin air is still vivid in his mind. The impression given here is far from the assurance given by the bastard father at the beginning about the safety of the holy land.

"What happened to the tribesmen who came here to challenge but never returned? Were they buried en masse?"

Hearing this question, Inoda frowned blatantly.

"Please do not treat the area near other people's homes as a cemetery without permission. I don't want any bodies to appear in the tower, so I have taken measures in advance so that challengers will not be buried here."

"Ancestor Marisana, who was captured and imprisoned for thousands of years by the priestess of the lower level and finally crushed to death by a huge rock, was not so lucky."

"When a challenger is judged to be about to die, he will be teleported to the first floor. After that, I will manipulate the memory of the loser appropriately and teleport him back to his original place. After all, most of the descendants of despair want to use this to test their own strength, or become famous in the world, or covet something that never belonged to them - my King's Soul. I hope they will at least be prepared to pay this price."

"So, although the reckless female knight ancestor you mentioned has been imprisoned here for thousands of years, don't forget that time has never flowed here. She has finally let go of her obsession and returned to the world of a thousand years ago. Besides, what do you think of me, the ancestor? Will I watch my lovely descendants die here in vain?"

She was only smiling slightly, but now she smiled brightly. Just by drinking tea, Inoudad showed the demeanor of a tower owner. Her elegant manners and beauty complement each other. If she were in another place, no one would object even if she was told that she was a royal family member.

Allen was stunned when he saw this. At this moment, the puppet Allen interrupted.

"However, a challenger came here before to cure his lover's illness. Although he failed in the challenge in the end, the master still cured the girl for him."

"Don't talk too much."

Inoda showed an embarrassed expression and looked away from Allen. At the same time, the pressure she had just exuded disappeared in an instant, and now she seemed like a girl who was younger than she looked.

The image of the First Ancestor was unpredictable, which made Allen feel very interesting.

"You are so unpredictable."

"You don't need to figure it out."

This kind of temper tantrum response is actually endearing.

"Don't you ever go out into the world? You'd probably feel bored if you stayed here."

"If I need to go out for a walk, I'll go around some obscure towns... I don't want to interfere with humans casually. After all, my power can't be used on a whim."

In fact, you are afraid that the seven righteous gods outside, or the seven traitors that your asshole father mentioned, will find you, right? The travel guides around the world scattered at your feet have already betrayed you... Allen thought to himself that the ancestor in front of him not only has the appearance of a girl, but also has a self-esteem that cannot be offended.

"I see. I really hope that the white-robed girl named Qianzuru at the entrance to the holy land can learn your attitude, so I don't have to go through so much trouble to climb the tower."

Hearing Allen suddenly mention the name of the girl in white robe, Inoda tilted her head.

"Is this matter related to the purpose of your visit today?"

"My bastard father felt that the family was in danger under the oppression of the seven false gods, so he asked me to awaken the bloodline of my ancestors. However, the white-robed girl Qianhe did everything she could to guide me to this tower to obtain the king's soul enshrined on the top of the tower."

Allen responded to her questions and told her everything about his encounter with the girl in white robe. He skipped the part where the two of them were brazenly getting on top of each other in front of the statue of the ancestor.

However, looking at the clear eyes of the ancestor, Allen always felt that the unspeakable scene that he tried so hard to conceal could not escape her eyes at all.

Inoda crossed her arms and frowned as she listened to his explanation of the whole story. When Allen finished, she sighed heavily.

"Why did you offend that notorious witch?"

"Are you saying that Chizuru, who is wearing a miko costume, is actually a witch from more than 20,000 years ago?"

"......Nonsense. Otherwise, she would not hesitate to offer her pure body to you, and let you come to me to obtain the last trace of the Ancestral King's soul?"

The moment she heard this, she narrowed her eyes as if she had noticed something, but before Allen could get confused, she immediately returned to her original expression. She loosened her hands and gently poked her temple with her index finger.

"Let me be clear in advance. The witch did not do this out of kindness when she tried so hard to tempt you to come and take the King's Soul."

"what do you mean?"

"The so-called King's Soul is the fire of divine punishment that burned the witch kingdom of the Second Era. It contains incomparable and unimaginable great power. Even the seven traitors who planned the murder night, who claimed to be the true gods of the Third Era, the fragments of the King's Soul they devoured would burn their sanity and make them increasingly crazy. That's why they hide in their respective churches all day long to study the more ancient and mysterious books of the First Era, hoping to find a way to save themselves."

"...The power of the King's Soul is simply uncontrollable?"

"Yes, it is uncontrollable. Once the king's soul leaves my body, it will directly turn into a raging and uncontrollable flame. If an ordinary mortal body like yours touches the remaining king's soul in my body, it will be burned to ashes without leaving any slag."

"what?"

Allen was so shocked that he was speechless. Inoda stood up slightly from the chair, her slender body leaned forward, and stretched out her white arms to Allen across the table.

The skin was as white and tender as fresh snow. Allen just glanced at the ancestor's fingers approaching and did not stop her.

However, the First Ancestor's soft palm did not touch him, but stroked him at a distance that was almost brushing past.

At that moment, red patterns faintly appeared on Allen's face.

"what is this?"

"I visualized the Peeping Eye that the witch Chizuru cast on you. She is not so kind as to offer you her pure body without asking for anything in return. She has been watching you since the moment you hugged each other. As long as you succeed in obtaining the King's Soul, she will control your body through the Peeping Eye technique and then take that ray of the King's Soul for herself. This is her terrible and treacherous plot."

"But it is consistent with her despicable style more than 20,000 years ago. Even though she was imprisoned by me in the Holy Land, she still did not forget to deceive the trial-takers of the Haines family and wanted to escape from here."

When Inoda took her hand back, the pattern immediately disappeared without a trace. Then she sat back in her chair.

"Not only that, the blessing power in you is actually a curse. It was given to you by your mother and sister from the outside world, right? On the surface, it allows you to pass the holy land smoothly, but this blessing is a curse that consumes your life in exchange for powerful power. After using up the power of the blessing, you will not live for a few years. The purpose of your mother and sister is roughly the same as that of the witch Qianhe. They want you to obtain the king soul here and offer it to them."

Allen was surprised by this and showed a bewildered expression, which was rare. The girl sitting opposite him, who claimed to be the ancestor, stared at him with sympathy.

"Well, in short, the conclusion is that all the women I have met in my life who are seemingly nice to me are actually bad women...right?"

"The more beautiful a woman is, the less you can trust her."

Inoda narrowed her eyes and stared at his chest, the mysterious dark acupoint - like a black hole, sucking everything around it in, as if she was looking at some unidentifiable object.

"I really sympathize with your situation..."

"Hey......"

There was an awkward silence.

Chapter 55: The Ultimate Abnormal Blood Talent

After a moment, Inoda stood up and clapped her hands, breaking the heavy atmosphere that seemed to last forever.

"You have finally climbed to the top of the tower, and I would feel bad if you returned empty-handed. So, I will help you to the best of my ability. For example, I will allow you to directly obtain a powerful bloodline talent that suits you."

After she said this, she took out a crystal ball used for divination from the room and placed it on the table. The crystal ball was imprinted with magic patterns and filled with shallow water, which sparkled in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Is the blood mark contained in this?"

"This is just pure divination. In the past, many Haiems people awakened strange talents. I thought it was too troublesome to preserve them one by one, so I just threw them into a big jar in the tower. When you know the blood mark that suits you, you can just go and get it."

The First Ancestor sat back in his chair and raised his right hand above the crystal ball. Although there was no wind, ripples appeared on the surface of the water inside the crystal ball.

"The problem is that your ordinary body cannot withstand those blood talents with destructive attacks, so you just need to choose those alternative auxiliary blood talents."

"...Although I am touched by your thoughtfulness, how alternative is the 'alternative' auxiliary bloodline? Can I really find a bloodline talent that suits me in the Holy Land?"

"I think among the Haiems who have been reproducing for tens of thousands of years, there will be at least one or two... probably. I will focus on escape and recovery and help you find the right blood mark. As for the rest, please turn a blind eye."

The crystal ball showed the room of a man who liked to collect women's corsets and stockings. Allen pressed his hand to his forehead, which seemed to be in pain.

"What if this kind of bloodline talent requires the holder to castrate himself or change his sexual orientation?"

"For a man, especially a boy like you who hasn't even fully grown his hair, it's really impossible to compromise by castrating yourself. As for the change in sexual orientation...are you worried that you'll fall in love with men? In that case, it's not impossible to solve it with magic...then I can directly change your sex to a girl, and then the one you like will still be a girl, right?"

Inoda gave a fake smile and responded cheerfully.

"Anyway, let me find it. Just be optimistic."

"Hey......"

Allen felt his head really hurt and he couldn't help but hold his head with his hands.

He was bewitched at first and believed the lies of the witch Chizuru. He wanted to become her master to challenge the tower. He didn't expect that the ancestor who was known as the "strongest" would be like this.

However, according to her, the powerful ancestral blood mark preserved in the holy land is simply not something his useless body can withstand, so there is no other way.

Could it be that he could only "look at it optimistically"... to pick up a rather "alternative" blood mark? Maybe he wouldn't even be able to be a man. Otherwise, he should just give up and go back to being a useless duke's legitimate son, and then marry a beautiful noble lady as his wife.

Thinking of this, Allen made up his mind.

"Inoudad."

"Wow, you scared me! What happened?"

"Why are you so shocked?"

The ripples in the crystal ball seemed to reflect her emotions. Even though she hadn't touched it, the water inside gushed out and wet the table. Inoda shook her wet right hand.

"Because I'm rarely called by my name..."

"It was you who took the initiative to give your name. What else are you talking about now?"

"Excuse me."

Inoda took the cloth from the puppet and wiped the water off the table. Then she folded the cloth in half and asked, "So, what's the matter?"

"I decided to give up the blood baptism. As you can see, I am not good at studying, and I don't want to practice martial arts for fear of hurting myself. I am a typical loser. Apart from the aura of nobility, the rest is basically dull. Not only that, I also like to smell my sister's jade feet and often steal her stockings..."

In order to completely bid farewell to this long blood baptism ceremony, Allen did not hesitate to reveal his past bad deeds to the ancestor, even if it made the ancestor think he was a pervert.

A feeling of frustration, grayness, and powerlessness in life intertwined with each other and then surged into his heart. Allen only felt that he was a loser in life. Even if he traveled through time and space and became the son of the Duke, he still could not change the fact that he was a loser.

World, destroy it...

This is the truest reflection of his inner feelings at this moment.

"..." Inoda remained silent. She put the crystal ball on the table into the drawer, dismissed the puppet knight serving on the side, and after confirming once again that the room was locked, she slowly came to Allen.

She gently lifted the hem of her skirt, stepped forward and backward, lowered her head, and knelt to salute:

"As you wish, young heir."

The silver-white hair was like a waterfall condensed from moonlight, scattered in the candlelight, as if shrouded in a circle of beautiful phantoms, pouring down to the girl's waist, magnificent.

There are thin bangs on the forehead and a simple silver bun on the ears, which is low-key yet noble.

There was a faint blush on that face as pure and beautiful as the bright moon, and a bitter and mechanical smile was raised at the corner of her mouth, revealing her fair and tender neck.

The well-cut court dress tightly wraps the graceful body inside, while outlining the girl's slender and perfect waist curve.

The owner of the tower was a beauty - no doubt about that. But most of the time, in the ancient witch era, the Haimes people would ignore the girl's appearance, or simply forget that she was a woman.

In the minds of the ancient Haiems people, Inoda is not only their respected ancestor, but also their wise monarch and even their religious leader.

And this girl, who was almost always cold, aloof, dignified and elegant, pulled up her skirt little by little in front of a young heir, like a girl in love offering her pure moment.

The scene in the group was meticulously displayed clearly. Under the girl's skirt was not a conservative pair of triangle shorts, but a piece of hollow fabric with only a few strings.

Even the little bit of fabric seemed like it would break at any moment, wrapping around the girl's hips and outlining those alluring curves to the fullest.

Under the hollow fabric are two slender and straight legs, which, paired with a pair of high heels, make the girl look graceful, noble and elegant.

"She's even prettier than that stinky sister of Elstin..." Allen took a deep breath, "I know this decision makes you, as the ancestor, feel disappointed and discouraged, but you don't have to comfort me like this..."

Inoda lowered her head in silence, unbuttoning her clothes with some reluctance. After a moment, the complicated long skirt fell under the heels of the high heels, forming a circle of fabric on the floor.

The ancestor at this moment was as embarrassed as a young girl who revealed her body for the first time. She shyly covered her chest with her hands, her lips tightly pursed, shame filled her eyes and eyebrows, and her cheeks flushed.

And anger and disgust.

"This is the bloodline talent I just divined for you and showed you - 'I will show you P times with a look of disgust'. Hey! What kind of talent is this! 'When the holder suffers a blow in life and his emotions are at their lowest point, and he wants to give up his entire life, he will activate his ability and make any woman in front of him show her P times to save his life'. Which bastard awakened this ultimate alternative and perverted talent! I must imprison his soul for another thousand years!!!"

Listening to the ancestor's angry speech, a hint of fanaticism gradually flashed in Allen's pupils. The previous decadent and defeated atmosphere disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and his heart was filled with ecstasy and incomparable excitement.

This bloodline talent is simply amazing!

Chapter 56: The Gift of the Ancestor

"Put your hands down."

After hearing Allen's order, Inoda suddenly raised her head and subconsciously glared in Allen's direction. After a moment, she lowered her head weakly and let her arms hang down obediently.

The bra is also made up of several ropes and small pieces of cloth, hanging on the girl's elastic and smooth shoulders by thin ropes.

The fabric barely covers the tall snow-capped peaks, but almost reveals the stunning scenery on the peaks. The stunning design is mixed with a little nobility, just like the angel in the Bible falling into the mortal world, charming yet noble.