Dark Fairy Tale: Will their desires be fulfilled?

Allen's pajamas had slipped out of his control and were forcibly pulled down to his ankles.

Elstin's face flushed as she felt her cheeks touching Allen's legs.

Although she is the daughter of a duke, she has the qualities of listening to instructions and studying hard. Of course, once these qualities are "used in the right place", they will become the most deadly weapon, just like now.

Reason told Allen to reject all this immediately, but Tiechu controlled him honestly, forcing him to let Elstin continue.

After a long while, Elstin raised her head, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of her mouth.

At this time, Allen was sweating and panting, struggling fiercely on the edge of hesitation, trying his best to protect the secret of the ancestor.

"My stupid brother, I can't defeat you even after all this? I really underestimated you." Elstin thought silently. She was excited about accepting the challenge and reward, and looked at Allen with bright eyes.

As long as she can see through everything her foolish brother has done in the holy land, and even get in touch with the secrets of the ancient ancestor king's soul, with this blessing, she will be able to get a way to advance beyond her level.

At that time, she would no longer be controlled by anyone, no longer be used as a sacrifice in dark rituals by her mother, and no longer have to stay in this family full of corruption and depravity!

Immersed in beautiful fantasies about the future, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. She wanted to use her body to pry open her stupid brother's mouth to get his secret.

She untied her red hairband, and her gorgeous black hair cascaded down like a waterfall. Then she carefully took off her black dress.

The black dress embellished with gold and pearls was slowly untied, revealing Elstin's perfect figure and her beautifully shaped breasts were fully released.

Elstin was not wearing any underwear, but she had a white girdle wrapped around her waist, which she paired with black gloves, stockings and high heels with gold patterns on them - it was a perfect girlish decoration.

Elstin, whose skin was as white as a pearl, was lying naked and fit opposite Allen, with her legs bent up towards the sky, and one of her feet wrapped in black stockings had her toes bent tightly and then slowly dropped down.

It hit Yalian right in the face.

The delicacy of the silk stockings, the softness of the jade feet, and the subtle fragrance of the girl all enveloped Allen's entire thoughts.

"What I'm going to do next requires you to exchange the secrets of the holy land, okay?" Elstin stroked her abdomen and said softly.

"Hmm..." Allen made a soft and whimpering sound like a kitten begging for food. This cute performance made Elsteen's mouth curl up with a hint of cruelty.

Then she leaned down.

At this moment, Allen stared at the ceiling absentmindedly. He no longer wanted to think about anything. He just wanted to hold the girl in his arms...

"Descendant."

At this moment, Inoda's voice rang in his mind in time, dispelling all the mist that lay before his eyes and waking him up instantly.

When his stinky sister's body was lightly touched, seeing that he was about to reveal the secret of the holy land, Allen pushed Elstin away and said with a cold sweat: "Stop! You are my sister, this kind of thing is not allowed. Besides, I don't have any feelings for you at all."

Elstin was stunned at first, then angry, and then mocking.

She grabbed her clothes and covered her chest, then stepped off the bed.

After putting on his clothes, he glanced at Yalian. The words he said before leaving were enough to explain their situation.

"Stupid brother, you are lying. I have already melted the iron pestle..."

"Damn it!" Allen hit his head hard with his fist, blaming himself for not being able to defend himself against his stinky sister's words.

If I had a stronger will, I wouldn't have been defeated by that stinky sister again.

He fell into endless regret.

In a trance, the ancestor's voice once again clearly echoed in his ears.

"The other party is not an ordinary girl. She is both beautiful and strategic, and she is of a very high level. It is not shameful for you to lose to her. Besides, don't you look like you are enjoying it? Not only is she very beautiful, but she also has a good figure. You are not at a disadvantage, so why should you be sad and depressed?"

Inoda tried her best to say nice things in order to stop Allen from being depressed and to prevent his bloodline talent from being triggered again. If that happened, she would have to show this heir her P again.

She could only do such a shameful thing once.

In the spacious room, Inoda was floating lightly in the air, hugging her knees.

"Although I know that witch is definitely no match for the First Ancestor, could you show up earlier next time? Do you have to wait until everything is settled before you say something nice?"

Allen looked at her angrily, only to find that this ancestor was an expert at changing clothes and had changed into new clothes this time.

Most of the colors of the uniform she wears are dark, and a cloak with irregular edges flutters behind Inoda. The back of the cloak is black, while the inside is the same blue as her pupils.

In terms of body, Inoda's top looked like a party dress. She wore a white tight shirt with black laces on the white waist, and her chest was directly wrapped by the top.

Faintly, you can see the faint grooves between Inoda's fair skin, and above her, you can see her sexy collarbone and petite neck.

The outfit on the lower body shows Inoda's contempt for the rules of the world. A triangular tight high-slit dress covers the pelvis, and under the high-slit dress are dark black leather pants decorated with vertical and horizontal dark green stripes.

Finally, Inoda imitated a pair of thin boots that reached her knees and fit tightly against her thigh-high leather pants. The black boots had short heels that were convenient for combat, and there were diamond-shaped white stripes on the calves.

This outfit is like a mysterious and attractive black rose. However, this black rose is the nightmare of many people and the last person they see in their lives.

That was something that happened in the distant witch era.

Inoda fell quickly over near the ceiling; Allen looked up at her in amazement.

"You can float so freely outside the Holy Land? How do you do it?"

"Why are you saying this now?"

Allen had never seen a transcendent who could float in the air without chanting or preparing spell materials. Even his father, who claimed to be a Sequence 5, could not do this. He began to sweat profusely after staying in the air for only a dozen seconds.

The levitation spell was already very difficult, and the ancestor was wearing magic-sealing accessories everywhere. In this state, she was still able to cast such a difficult spell. Could such a powerful ancestor really hide her aura in the mansion without being noticed by the seven gods? Allen began to feel uneasy.

Chapter 68: The Jade Feet of the First Ancestor

Inoda snapped her fingers, and just by doing so, she lit the candlestick on the wall some distance away from her.

Seeing that Allen was staring at her body intently, Inoda immediately curled her lips and said, "Disrespectful heir."

Allen asked hesitantly, "Master Ancestor, are you a human or a ghost?"

Inoda squinted her eyes, and her delicate face under her silver hair revealed an arrogant expression. "My heir, I will only say this once. The one who appears before you at this moment is the ruler of the holy land, the supreme being who knows all the secrets, the great god who can end an era and start another, the witness of the death of countless people in the Haimes family, and the awe-inspiring ancestor."

"Dear believer, I allow you to worship me!" As she said this, Inoda raised her chin proudly like a swan.

However, Allen felt that this mysterious self-introduction was a bit like the teachings of an evil god, and he felt inexplicably frightened.

Fortunately, she has signed a soul contract with me, so I don't have to worry about being used as a poor sacrifice in a dark ritual.

Out of pure curiosity, when Inoda slowly floated to the ground, Allen lay on the ground and approached the feet of the ancestor like a breaststroke. He saw a vertical zipper under the black leather pants worn by the ancestor, so he reached out and pulled it.

The scene he saw made him stunned: "Why are you not wearing anything here..."

Before he could finish his words, a kick came towards him and hit him hard on the right cheek, sending him flying several meters away.

Inoda's face was red with shame, but she was still angry. She chased after him and stepped on him mercilessly with her black boots, cursing like a machine gun:

"What a rude heir! What a shameless heir! What a shameless heir! How dare you..."

Allen screamed in pain as he was stepped on by the girl's hard soles of her boots. Although he dodged from time to time, he was still hit in the face by a few kicks, leaving a small shoe print on his face.

"Master, the zipper on your leather pants is not zipped up yet! If you step on it again, I will still be able to see the white, bare, pineapple cap..."

For some reason, the more Allen explained in detail, the more Inoda felt nauseous and subconsciously covered the zipper with her hand.

At this time, her little face was as red as a ripe apple, looking delicate and tempting.

“No imagination allowed!!!”

This time, she used all her strength to lift her right leg and stomped down hard.

A sense of crisis instantly spread throughout his body. Allen estimated that this kick would at least flatten his facial bones, so he raised his arms with all his might, firmly grasped the black boots that were falling rapidly, and then took them off at an extremely fast speed.

Suddenly, a soft black silk jade foot was grasped in his hand.

At this moment, he didn't bother to think too much. He just used the human massage acupoints he had seen in a book in his previous life, aimed at the shallow indentation of the little foot and pushed hard.

The five delicate toes under the black stockings immediately curled up. Inoda couldn't help feeling itchy and burst into laughter.

Allen did not dare to slack off at all and continued to increase the strength to massage the acupoints on the soles of the girl's feet. Inoda's body trembled constantly, and tears flowed down while she smiled deeply.

"Descendant... stop... don't play with my feet anymore!" There was a hint of pleading in the girl's sobbing voice.

After knowing that the jade feet were the ancestor's weakness, Allen kneaded the soles of the girl's feet more fearlessly. Through the translucent silk fabric, he could even clearly feel the fine beads of sweat oozing out from the gaps between the toes.

In the candlelight, the anklets hidden in the black stockings sparkled.

Allen couldn't help but put the jade feet in his hand into his mouth. The scent mixed with the girl's fragrance made him obsessed. He and the black silk jade feet had a good compatibility.

"I told you to stop!" Inoda roared, and waves of huge spiritual power burst out from her body, directly knocking Allen away.

You must know that in the Witch Era more than 20,000 years ago, no human could be so close to her, let alone touch her feet.

She sobbed as she picked up the black boots, and suspended in the air, she put her saliva-stained black silk feet into the boots. Her face was still wet with tears, and she said to Allen coldly, "You bold heir, you really can't be careless!"

Allen covered his bleeding nose and quickly admitted his mistake, saying with a look of remorse: "It's my fault, Master! I shouldn't be so obsessed with your feet!"

"My feet...do they smell so good?" Inoda asked, hugging her knees in the air, her face facing Allen but her eyes looking away.

Allen got up from the ground with great difficulty, licked his lips, and was still lingering over the taste of the jade feet: "The feet of the first ancestor are the best of the best women! Just smelling your black silk jade feet can make me eat three bowls of rice!"

"Pervert!" Inoda said with disgust.

Allen shamelessly pretended not to hear these two words and began to massage his sore body. The kicks just now were quite fierce.

The air was suddenly filled with an awkward atmosphere.

After a long while, Inoda took the lead in breaking the deadlock and ending the farce, and then got to the point, which was the purpose of this appearance.

"Heir, there are eyes lurking in the shadows in this mansion, and there are more than one pair. If you continue to be so slow, the few years of your remaining life will most likely be brought forward, and your end will be tragic."

Seeing the ancestor's serious explanation, Allen also put away his dissolute look, temporarily put aside the women's stockings and feet, and asked doubtfully: "Then do you know who they are?"

"I know, but I'm too lazy to tell you."

"why?"

"Because I promised that I would not show up in the world before the last descendant of the Haines family died, and I would not interfere with the fate of the people of the Haines family. So from beginning to end, I can only be a witness. After the death of the family members, I will be responsible for recovering their blood talents and then storing them in the high tower of the holy land."

Inoda floated to the ceiling again, and the hem of her dark-style dress swelled up as it filled with air. Allen's eyes naturally fell on the girl's round and tight thighs.

"Besides, I have no interest in knowing, and I don't want to know why everyone in the Haines family died, so even if I knew their endings, I wouldn't bother to tell them."

She smiled like a girl, but no emotion could be read from her expression.

The ancestor floating in the air looked free and unrestrained, like a beautiful fish left alone in the same place.

Just as Allen couldn't help but blurt out her name, Inoda suddenly clapped her hands.

"Oh, there's one more thing I need to tell you. It's so unimportant that I almost forgot about it."

"What was so insignificant that you forgot?"

"It's to help you protect you."

"Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?! Is protecting me a trivial matter?!"

"Who told you to lick...my feet without permission just now?"

She answered with an expression that showed she was disgusted from the bottom of her heart.

Chapter 69: The Unusual Northern Duke's Family

"Forget it. After all, we have a contract. I will protect you well. However, my power cannot be exposed to the outside world casually, which means I can't appear in front of you like this often. After all, the seven gods are always looking for me, and I need to catch up on my sleep, so please let me help you cast a defensive spell in advance."

"That's called being lazy, okay?"

Allen really couldn't understand whether she had the motivation or not. She definitely didn't. Allen had climbed the Holy Land Tower in order to awaken his bloodline talent.

Now his bloodline talent, apart from satisfying his sexual fetish, is of little help in future battles. He is also thinking about learning a few tricks from the ancestor.

He straightened his messy clothes and looked up at the ancestor.

"So, what do I do?"

"Because it's a bit complicated, I have already woven the spell."

Inoda happily landed in front of him, clasped her ten white fingers together, and then turned her palms towards him.

Between her raised hand and Allen, five circles made of interwoven red threads appeared in the air. The circles decomposed and intertwined intricately, finally forming an enlarged magic pattern.

Allen looked at the amazing scene in front of him and almost exclaimed in admiration, but managed to hold it back. Then, the chant of the ancestor resounded throughout the room.

"The contract is eternal. Defined by mist and dreams—"

Generally speaking, extraordinary people can cast simple spells without chanting.

For example, the levitation spell used by Inoda now was a spell that usually required chanting. But she could usually perform such spells just by consciousness or waving her hands, so this was the first time Allen heard her chant.

Even such a powerful ancestor needs to chant for a long time to cast the spell this time, which shows how powerful the spell she is going to cast next is.