Dark Fairy Tale: Will their desires be fulfilled?

The three priests got together to discuss for a long time, but they couldn't come to a convincing conclusion.

Seeing that further consumption would only cause the surrounding commotion to get out of control, the priest in black robes suggested: "At this point, we can only ask the Holy Relic to make the decision."

Father Rhodes exchanged glances with the priest in the golden robe, and said hesitantly, "The right to use the holy relics has always been subject to the unanimous consent of the three deans..."

The black-robed priest seemed impatient and raised his voice and said, "Then I will report to the dean right away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he drove away the group of noble students blocking the door and left in a hurry.

The scene was once again deadlocked, and both the parties involved and the onlookers could only continue to wait for the outcome of this unusual incident.

A few students who were not afraid of trouble began to secretly fabricate charges against Allen as a heretic and evil believer.

After a while, a large group of priests came. The three majestic priests walking in the front were the dean of the college.

The moment he saw Allen, he began to use his spiritual power to peek into his spiritual world.

Allen felt a sharp pain on his forehead and couldn't help but feel a little worried. If the secret that the First Ancestor was living in his body was discovered, the entire family would be besieged by the seven major churches.

At this moment, Inoda's slightly lazy voice came into my mind: "Are you scared by such a small scene? Try to be more ambitious! It's just a low-level holy relic, and you dare to think that you can see through my existence? It's just a foolish dream! In the past, I just regarded it as garbage, and of course, I still treat it now!"

Upon hearing the disdainful words of the First Ancestor, Allen felt relieved, and his originally panicked expression became much calmer.

The three schools gathered around the crystal ball and observed it for a while before saying to Allen, "It's not convenient here. Let's go to another place and discuss it in detail!"

Having said that, they took Allen into the chapel without further ado.

Elsting wanted to follow them, but was stopped by the priest of the Church of Death. The priest said to her with a solemn face, "The three deans are going to take your brother to undergo the test of the holy relic. You don't have to worry about his safety. The holy relic is of a very high level. If you follow them, you will most likely suffer from severe mental pollution."

"But......"

"Please trust us!"

Elstin's eyes dimmed instantly, and boundless hatred surged in her heart. Ah, you bunch of old men, what on earth do you want to do to my stupid brother? Do you really want to be killed by me...

From the beginning to the end, she was the only one who was qualified to have the power to dominate her stupid brother, and this was her life creed.

She gently closed her eyes, forcing herself to suppress her strong murderous intent and hiding her special feelings for Allen deep in her heart.

At the same time, the three deans took Allen to a hidden sacristy. The oldest dean nodded steadily and said, "Let's get started without further ado."

As soon as he finished speaking, he used his spiritual power to summon a holy box and said in an extremely respectful tone: "Please respond to our call here, Master Spirit of the Weapon!"

The shout immediately resounded throughout the sacristy, and the holy box emitted a dim light. Then, the shadow of a seven-year-old girl appeared before everyone's eyes.

The moment the girl opened her eyes, the other two deans exerted their powerful spiritual power to construct a defensive barrier that enveloped Allen and deliberately blurred his vision to prevent him from being eroded by the spirit of the weapon.

Allen understood that the three deans were protecting him. After all, if the low-sequence transcendents in this world looked directly at the existence of high-sequence beings without any protection, they would face a serious risk of mental breakdown.

However, after awakening his bloodline talent, Allen could no longer be classified as an ordinary transcendent. He could even look directly at the ancestor, let alone the little spirit of the weapon today.

So even through the thick defensive barrier, he could still see the figure of the weapon spirit clearly.

She has a lovely face, blinking golden eyes, two slender legs without any cloth covering them, and even her two little feet are barefoot.

It is white and tender with a hint of pink, and looks petite and exquisite.

A look of disappointment flashed across Allen's face. It was such a pity for those beautiful legs. They would have been a perfect match if they were wearing white stockings!

Seeing through Allen's evil thoughts at the moment, Inodaida mocked him in her mind without hesitation: "What a perverted heir, you didn't even let a little girl go!"

This time, Allen directly refuted, "Isn't she a weapon spirit? If she is a weapon spirit, she must have lived for at least a thousand years. She has nothing to do with a little girl. Besides, I am only judging from a purely aesthetic point of view, just like a tailor will measure the customer's body before making clothes. I don't have such boring ideas."

Inoda couldn't think of anything to say to mock him for a moment, so she could only snort coldly and continue to watch.

Chapter 89: Witch Blood Talent

Allen stared carefully at the little girl outside the barrier, and suddenly became interested in her. He wanted to know what she would do to him next.

To his surprise, the little girl, who looked about seven years old, just looked at him calmly without making any suspicious moves.

After a moment, the girl slowly said: "There is a lingering scent of a witch. He does have the blood talent of a witch, but this category..."

Her voice quickly died down, and her little face was filled with confusion. As a spirit of an artifact, she was unable to understand the blood talent of the young man in front of her.

The more you try to peer deeper, the thicker the fog becomes, as if it's deliberately blocking your view.

Not only that, an indescribable sense of horror began to permeate her heart, and her body's instinct was warning her to stop snooping any further.

She thought for a long time before asking, "Descendant of the Haines family, do you know the name of the ancestor who gave you the talent of bloodline?"

Don't you want me to tell you the name of the First Ancestor? Just as Allen was about to shake his head, Inoda's voice came over.

"This weapon spirit has the special ability to see through lies. Don't lie in front of her."

"Then how should I answer?" Allen asked hurriedly.

"Just say that your bloodline talent comes from a certain family elder in the Holy Land."

"As for whether this venerable is a god or a demon, let her guess for herself, but I am sure she will not associate him with a god, so no matter how she guesses, it will be a wrong answer."

"Even though this may attract the attention of the church's top brass, after weighing the pros and cons, this is the approach with the least loss. After all, it will not attract the attention of the seven traitors."

As she spoke, Inoda revealed a smug smile.

Outside the barrier, the weapon spirit and the three deans stared intently at Allen who had suddenly fallen silent. All kinds of speculations and delusions surged into their minds, and they became secretly alert.

Allen took a deep breath and said to their wary eyes, "It was a family elder from the Holy Land who helped me awaken my bloodline talent."

They looked extremely surprised when they heard this: "A venerable from the Holy Land?!"

Rumor has it that in the distant past, only those super-powerful beings of Sequence 1 to 3 could retain their spiritual consciousness after death and live forever in their respective family holy places, providing a great inheritance for future gifted family descendants. However, this possibility basically only occurs a few times in a thousand years.

The three deans immediately looked at Allen with admiration, and the spirit of the weapon suddenly realized the reason why it had been unable to understand the blood talent of this heir before.

Even though she has lived for thousands of years, she is ultimately just a small spirit. Even her original owner cannot even rank in front of those super powerful beings.

Thinking of this, the girl said to Allen calmly: "I have eliminated all dangers from you, so let's leave it at that."

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure suddenly became ethereal, and in a flash of light, she returned to the holy box.

Seeing that everything was as the First Ancestor had expected and these people had not seen through his background, he could finally relax a little.

However, the three deans were still in shock and did not recover for a while.

So Allen had to cough lightly to remind him. The elder dean blinked and said, "Everything should be in accordance with the instructions of Master Qiling. This descendant of the Haines family is not a dangerous person. I think he can be officially admitted to school."

"Second!" the other two deans said in unison.

Then the older dean told Allen, "Pride and arrogance are the biggest obstacles on the path of cultivation for every extraordinary person. Even if you are a child of light who has been guided and baptized by the family elder, you must keep a normal mind and participate in the promotion assessment test with other students in the academy. Don't dream of enjoying any privileges here! We will only be more strict in your teaching!"

Allen nodded tactfully. He had not originally thought of taking advantage of this to gain special privileges. He just wanted to keep a low profile in the academy, study peacefully in the academy for a few years, and then return to the North to be a happy son of a duke!

In addition, Elstin had introduced to him the assessment system of the First Royal Academy of the Imperial Capital. The children of nobles who were admitted had received a good education since childhood, so they did not have to start from scratch after admission like those common students.

Instead, the academy specially arranged a targeted assessment test for them to save the aristocratic students unnecessary study time.

When Elstin first entered the school, she passed the assessment and was directly arranged to study in the sixth grade by the academy. Allen also thought that he could be in the same grade as his stinky sister.

So he asked the elder dean, "Dear dean, how can I enter the sixth grade?"

The dean smiled and said, "You just need to answer seven questions correctly in the exam!"

Having said this, he and the other two deans led Allen out of the sacristy and back to the door of the chapel.

Elstin looked at Allen's safe return and gave him a smile of unknown meaning.

The priests working in the academy could not bear the anxious waiting and rushed forward to surround the three deans.

"Master Dean Set, what are the results of the test of the holy relic? Did he really awaken the witch blood talent?"

The elderly dean named Seth stretched out his hands to calm the anxious priests around him and slowly explained, "It is indeed a witch bloodline talent. Master Qiling has confirmed it!"

The crowd was excited again. They were fortunate enough to witness a transcendent being who had awakened the blood talent from the last ancient era!

So several priests who specialized in mysticism offered a price to Allen: "Student Allen, your bloodline is extremely noble. You should devote yourself to the cause of mysticism with great ideals! How about this, I am willing to pay 300 gold taelans for one ounce of your blood!"

"I'll offer three hundred and eighty!"

"I'll offer four hundred and seventy!"

"I'll give you a thousand!"

"Get lost assholes who are disrupting the market price!!!"

Those professors of mysticism seemed to have an argument and started fighting despite everyone's dissuasion.

Allen couldn't help but say to Inoda in his mind: "Is the blood of the witch bloodline gift valuable?"

Inoda was silent for a while, then said softly, "So-called witches were the rulers of the world more than 20,000 years ago. Needless to say, their noble and mysterious bodies, even the books that record them are priceless today, so it's normal for them to react like this."

"Besides, even if you look through the entire human history books, you won't find many people who can awaken the blood talent of the last era."

"Now that you are such a valuable research material, it will definitely attract a few fanatics who are willing to take risks."

"In that case, isn't my current situation pretty bad?" Allen felt extremely uneasy for a moment, and everyone around him became cautious.

Inoda showed a malicious smile and said, "This is interesting. Endless fighting can stimulate your potential. Besides, haven't you always liked women? Now, once the news that you have the talent of witch blood spreads, there will definitely be many forces who are very happy to use the honey trap on you!"

"Ahhhhh, stop talking!" Allen was going crazy and just wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible.

Chapter 90: Invitation from the Stinky Sister

Seeing that Allen had become the center of discussion among the students watching the blood test, Dean Seth came to his rescue in time and said loudly to everyone:

"Please stop talking nonsense! I have to take Allen to take the entrance examination."

He winked at Allen, who immediately followed him.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at the testing site. When the teacher on duty saw that it was the three deans in person, he hurriedly stood up from his chair to greet them, without even having time to wipe the saliva that had flowed from his mouth when he dozed off.

Just when he was still wondering what all the fuss was about, one of the priests accompanying the deans stepped forward and explained the reason to him. The teacher on duty did not dare to delay at all and swiftly took out a set of grading test papers from the cabinet.

Thus, a historic scene took place in the First Royal Academy of the Imperial Capital. Three deans and a group of senior priests were in charge of supervising the examination. Allen silently endured their anxious gazes, and a lot of cold sweat actually flowed down his back.

The scene of being watched by people reminded him of the countless tests, big and small, he had taken in his previous life. Coping with this small entrance test in this world was a piece of cake for him.

Seeing Allen answering the questions calmly and meticulously, the three deans frequently looked at him in surprise. They had not expected that this legendary good-for-nothing son of the Duke of the North could remain calm in the test atmosphere where they deliberately put pressure on him. His mental quality was evident!

Even the top students in the academy would have their hands trembling with nervousness when one of the deans was supervising the exam. One important reason for this is that during the exams supervised by the dean, he would intentionally or unintentionally release some spiritual pressure to additionally test the spiritual power of the examinee.

The test lasted less than half of the time before Allen handed in his paper early under the astonished gazes of the three deans and a group of priests.

After marking the test papers on the spot, the hastily assembled examination team discovered that Allen had answered exactly 70 percent of the questions correctly, just enough to pass the sixth-grade assessment.

Dean Seth looked at Allen meaningfully and said slowly, "Congratulations, you have successfully passed the assessment! From now on, you will directly enter the sixth grade. There will be a special priest to arrange some trivial matters for you, such as uniforms, textbooks, and dormitories. Then we will leave first."

Allen bowed to express his gratitude to the deans, then watched them and the priests leave the test classroom.

After everything was settled, Elsteen appeared from a corner in front of Allen and asked indifferently, "What are the test results?"

"It's okay. I was classified as grade six." Allen deliberately let out a long sigh to show that this was all his strength.

Elsteen curled her lips, and saw through Allen's thoughts at a glance. She couldn't help but move closer to his face and said with interest, "Stupid brother, do you really want to be in the same grade with me and sit next to me in class every day?"

Looking at the beautiful face so close, Allen swallowed his saliva subconsciously, and at the same time recalled the warning of the ancestor in the villa, and immediately realized: If you want to live long, you must stay away from bad women! Especially the best bad women like the stinky sister who are hard to figure out!

Humph, you want to seduce me? I won't be fooled easily!

Allen put on an indifferent expression and said, "Sorry, this time the same level test as you is just a coincidence. I am no longer the man who only revolves around you! In other words, you have made me tired, so please stay away from me in the future!"

"Oh my? You are so arrogant." The cold smile on Elstin's lips became more intense, and her other hand tightly grasped Allen's tie, almost suffocating him.

"Don't forget the agreement between us. Tonight, you must hand over all your collections to me."

Seeing Allen nodding in agreement with a pale face, Elstin loosened his tie. With his neck free, Allen immediately gasped for breath.

Looking at the beautiful girl who was like a rose with thorns, his nominal sister, he sadly discovered that no matter where or when they were, he and she could not escape the heir struggle that would last until death.

Prince Bamor, who was watching all of this from the door, stared at Allen with jealousy in his eyes. He couldn't imagine how Miss Duchess Elstin, who always hated contact with men, could allow such a loser to have such close contact with her!

As the eldest prince and the first heir to the throne of the entire empire, he was only qualified to talk to the duchess occasionally.

His mood suddenly became heavy. He turned around and said to the guards, "Did you see everything clearly? Report back to the palace exactly what happened to this person. The witch's bloodline talent will definitely cause a stir among the royal family."

After seeing the guards take orders and leave, Bamor once again turned his gaze to the brother and sister in the test classroom, with a hint of evil in his eyes.

......

That night, Allen packed the "collection" that he once treasured into his handbag, and then arrived at the place he had agreed to meet with Elstin.

I reached into my handbag and felt the softness of the stockings and lace fabric for the last time, and suddenly I felt a strong reluctance to leave.

In his eyes, these "collections" are priceless and irreplaceable. The "collections" record in detail the growth process of his little sister from the age of nine to sixteen. Now they are going to be returned to their original owners.