Dark Fairy Tale: Will their desires be fulfilled?

She boasted that she had the ability to see through the lies in other people's hearts, but she never found the answer from her adoptive mother.

Just like this time, her mission in attending this banquet was to secretly eliminate those who betrayed the Haines family. At the moment, it seemed that the dust had settled, but the erratic and mysterious dreams around her indicated that this mission was not as simple as she had imagined.

——What exactly is Mother's purpose...

With doubts in her heart, Elstin approached Jack's body, wanting to investigate it carefully and look for clues.

However, the next moment, a ghostly howl suddenly sounded in her ears. Almost in an instant, she locked onto the source of the sound and quietly condensed a seal of "Ice Cone Technique".

Viscount Dorudoy, ​​a short and fat man dressed in bright clothes, broke into the dream. Seeing his only son lying in a pool of blood with his eyes open, tears could not stop flowing from his eyes.

"My son!" He hugged the cold corpse and cried bitterly, burying his head deep in the broken neck. His greasy and fat face was instantly swallowed by the bright red blood.

"It was you who killed my son! You destroyed the hope of my family with your own hands!" Every word was filled with venomous hatred. Viscount Dorudoy seemed to have burned all his sanity with anger. Even the sound in his throat was distorted and became extremely sharp.

"Don't get me wrong, it wasn't me who killed Sir Jack. It was the future Duchess of the North who slit your son's throat with her own hands. Oh my, even I found that scene very cruel. Sir Jack was so pitiful." Tina sighed softly with pretended affection, but the smile at the corner of her lips could not be concealed. Or perhaps, she didn't even think about hiding it, but wanted to see how the father would react.

——The only purpose of human existence is to show the moment when the deepest darkness in their hearts is completely distorted.

Tina was like a devout believer. She had no intention of helping her adopted daughter. Instead, she just sat on the church bench, her eyes wandering between the two of them.

As if she suddenly thought of something, a trace of loneliness flashed in her blue pupils. If only Xiao Yalian was here, my lovely child, you are the only one in the world who is qualified to share this joy with me.

"Hehehe aaaaaaaaaa!" Viscount Dorudoy was still grieving over the corpse, but Elstin did not dare to slack off at all. If the intelligence her family had received when she came was accurate, then the target of this mission would not be killed so easily by her.

In other words, as the family's most powerful "weapon", "oneself" will never be wasted on some trivial and simple tasks from childhood to adulthood.

Just as she had expected, the shrill laughter in the Viscount's throat suddenly became strange, as if a large amount of liquid gathered there, making a gurgling sound of thirst, like a traveler trapped in the desert who accidentally found a source of water and swallowed it in big gulps.

The tone of her sorrowful crying suddenly rose and turned into hysterical laughter. Then, she heard a cold voice that made her body tremble. "Such young blood, it cannot be wasted!"

Viscount Dorudoy slowly raised his bloodstained face and looked at her ferociously, still sipping the blood of his only son in his throat.

"The 'order' of the Shadow Land of the Soma Empire, those who violate it will be killed without mercy! You are the queen's lackeys, the evil nobles who have passed down your status from generation to generation and are in collusion with the government. No matter what titles you have, in the end you are nothing but useless people who only know how to enjoy themselves and do nothing!"

The pain of losing his child disappeared in an instant, and what was left was only the desire for soul and blood. This humanoid monster looked at the body of such a beautiful girl with ill intentions.

"Even if you are the heir to the Imperial Dukedom, you are just a brat at best, right, Elstin Haines!"

As he spoke, Viscount Dorudoy made another unpleasant, heavy swallowing sound, but this time it was obviously not due to his son's blood, but to Elstin's dreamy eyes.

Her purple pupils, like the bottom of a deep pool, covered the man in front of her. If you only looked at her eyes, you would never believe that she was a teenage girl.

"Don't stare at me like that. Alas, the princess of the North is just an ordinary kid in my hands." Viscount Dorudoy laughed viciously as he sucked the flesh and blood of his offspring in his hand.

"The traitor who violated the ban of the Haines family and held the promotion ceremony in secret was not your son Jack, but you, Dorudoi! You created this dream with your own hands!" Elstin gritted her teeth and said word by word. The man in front of her was the one who colluded with the church forces and attempted to rebel against the rule of the North. He was also a former ally of the Haines family.

The purpose of her coming here with her stepmother and her companions was to confirm the authenticity of this information and then wait for an opportunity to eradicate this pest in the family.

From ancient times to the present, the family will not allow anything that threatens its rule to exist.

"Kid, you don't know, I was really not used to it when I first arrived in this country. You nobles have inherited the complete path of promotion, but all you think about is drinking afternoon tea and kissing women's bellies! The fastest way for people like us to rise is not to be servants or coolies of nobles, nor to buy and sell contraband of dark rituals on the black market... Of course, it is to sacrifice your souls to the masters of the mysterious dream world!" Viscount Dorudoy laughed triumphantly.

"So, this banquet is just a bait, and even your own son is just a tool, in order to lure me into your mysterious dream, and then take over my body, so as to take advantage of the opportunity to control the entire Haines family?" Elstin asked coldly.

"You are so smart. That's why I hate the Haines family so much! Duchess! Duchess! The actual ruler of the North! Everyone worships your mother, but in the end, they still want to go along with me? Why don't you just join me in being loyal to the ruler! In the mysterious dream, we can get everything! Even the freedom you always dream of!"

"I won't cooperate with a rat like you!"

"Ha, even if you don't agree, there are still others... Poor little guy, you must be scared to death now, the scavenger in the dark, the Duchess's hound - Elstin Hynes! You'd better kneel before me now, sign a slave contract with me, and swear to respect me as your only master! Otherwise, once I use the art of possession in this dream, you will completely become a puppet without any emotions. I really don't want to see such a beautiful princess degraded to this!"

"I'm sorry, but I don't want a pig to be my master, especially an ugly and fat pig like you. It would be completely impossible for me to accept it physiologically, right?" Elstin laughed softly.

This undisguised humiliation pushed Viscount Dorudoy's patience to the limit. He drew out his musket and pointed it at Elstin's head. "My men have already sneaked into the Duke's mansion. If you don't obey, I will kill your only brother, the brat named Allen, first!"

Elstin grinned with a cold and sexy mouth, looking nonchalant, "Okay, that brother-in-law is just a good-for-nothing anyway, it's good enough if you kill him."

"Go ahead and kill the Duke's son in the North!" He roared loudly into the void, already madly insane.

This order was instantly transmitted to the mind of an assassin who had been lurking in the Duke's mansion.

However, he did not notice that a hint of sneer flashed across Elstin's cold eyes, because her adoptive mother, the Duchess, had disappeared in this dream.

Chapter 13: Severe Foot Fetish Patient

The book titled "Mystery: The Echo of Dreams" brought Allen an unexpected surprise.

The reason is that this ancient book actually records the hypnosis technique that can "rewrite thoughts, rewrite concepts, and rewrite the soul"!

To this end, he spent a lot of time and energy on research and study. He read every book related to hypnosis in the mansion's library, consulted several psychology professors - the schools where these professors worked were all funded by his family, and even watched several magic shows and had long talks with the magicians after the performances. All of this he did was to become a hypnotist.

Now he felt that he had finally mastered the basic principles of hypnosis, summarized them well, and finally came up with a perfect way to start his plan.

After five hours of preparation, he was finally ready.

But the problem is that the person I want to hypnotize, the stinky little sister with a bad temper, has not returned yet.

Allen asked the old nanny several times in one day, but the answer he got was always the same, "It seems that Miss Elstin has finally become a true lady. She and the lady are enjoying themselves at the Viscount's banquet."

Looking at the old nanny's smirk, he would never believe that his always noble sister would take the initiative to seek pleasure and be dissolute.

Allen sat in the garden holding the ancient book, bored. The waiting was too boring and he couldn't help but imagine the figure of his stinky sister.

The black-haired goddess, as beautiful as a statue, always liked to walk in front of him when they walked together in the huge Duke's mansion, leaving her cold back to him.

Allen still remembered the time he accompanied his stinky sister shopping. Walking on the busy streets, every male outside turned and looked at her as usual. Allen even noticed that several women turned and looked at her, and one or two of them licked their lips openly.

Of course, even if the little girl realized that she was receiving so much attention, she didn't feel bothered at all. She was also very aware of how beautiful and sexy she was, so she had long been accustomed to this kind of thing.

Finally, the stinky sister came to an upscale cafe and took him to choose a seat by the window. She reached out to smooth the wrinkles on her skirt, which could hardly be any shorter, and then opened her notebook as usual.

At that time, he was still playing the role of an innocent little brother, and his little sister treated him like her own sister, taking him with her wherever she went.

Most of the customers in the cafe are always intimate couples. Allen was itching to secretly stare at Elstin between cups of coffee. His eyes swept back and forth over the girl's immature but beautifully shaped breasts, her red short top that barely covered her important parts, and her slender, white legs. Occasionally, his eyes even dropped to her soft feet wearing her most common expensive black lace-up sandals.

Allen liked every part of Elsteen, but he especially loved her feet. They were so small and cute, and in Allen's opinion, they were extremely sexy! They were simply a dimensional strike against those female stars in his previous life.

He had a very strong fascination with Elstin's little feet, of course, this was only a small part of his hopes for each other.

Elstin was always kind and polite to everyone in the Duke's mansion, except him, of course. She was like a living doll. Allen had always fantasized that one day he would be able to date Elstin and spend a wonderful night with this beautiful girl.

Finally, one day when the two were alone in the mansion again, he could no longer suppress his feelings for Elstin, so he boldly approached her and confessed his strong love for her.

But this was a big mistake. Once she was no longer under the constraints of her parents and there was no authority figure she had to flatter, Elstin's true colors were immediately revealed.

She mercilessly laughed at Allen's wishful thinking about her in person, and told Allen her opinion of him in very vivid and harsh words.

What's worse is that the girl had obviously noticed that Allen often secretly stared at her feet, and called him a "perverted foot fetish monster who thinks about sucking toes every day"! This made the servants passing by in the corridor burst into laughter, making Allen look embarrassed and had to run away quickly with a red face.

This happened three years ago, and now Allen is twelve years old. Although he is still a useless son of the Duke, his heart is now filled with the desire for revenge and the necessary knowledge to support it...

Apparently, peeping and stealing the stinky little sister's underwear and stockings on a daily basis was no longer enough for him.

Thinking of this, Allen once again recalled the stinky girl's slender legs and sexy red toes that he had peeped at that morning, and added in his heart: Of course there is also pure desire!

He patted the ancient book in his arms, left his seat excitedly, and walked in the garden, wondering whether he should sneak into his stinky sister's room tonight to look for "trophies" to use as hypnosis material.

The sniper who received the order from Viscount Dorudoi hid cleverly in the woods, with the sight aimed at Allen's back.

At this moment, a strong and majestic figure suddenly descended from the sky. His cold and extremely dangerous eyes fixed on the sight between the bushes. He hugged Allen with one hand and bent down with his whole body.

boom!

A bullet shattered the glass and whizzed past.

Hearing the noise, the servants in the Duke's mansion all rushed over.

"Father?" Allen, who was held in Duke Howard's arms, looked up at the familiar face blankly, his heart full of doubts.

Didn't my father take his nun mistress to the library to make a baby? How did he suddenly appear here? And what about that bullet just now?

"It's really a headache. I didn't expect that I would receive an order from my wife when I was doing something with Ai Fu. By the way, that frivolous viscount is a complete idiot..." Duke Howard sighed and said to the servants who came over, "Please clean up here. I'm going to go out and do something."

After saying that, without waiting for Allen to ask, he jumped out of the garden and ran towards the direction of the sniper.

After missing the first shot, the two snipers jumped into the car with their guns and started to return. In the car, they held the phone and called Viscount Dorudoy in their dream.

"I'm sorry, I missed..."

"Idiot, you can't even do this, come back quickly!"

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, the sniper suddenly saw a dark shadow chasing him at a very fast speed on the long and dark path behind him.

"Ah, here he comes, hurry up, drive faster, full horsepower! No, no... here he comes, here he comes!"

The frightened voice coming from the phone in the mysterious dream made Viscount Dorudoi feel uneasy. He asked several times but no one answered, "Hey, what's wrong? What happened?"

"Why? Of course we failed..." Elstin sneered.

Viscount Dorudoi glared at her fiercely and sent a message through his consciousness, "Hurry up and answer!"

......

A moment later, a voice that was both familiar and terrifying came from the other end of the dream.

"Hey, Dorudoi, you bastard, let me put on my pants when I was doing something crucial with the nun! You should just go eat shit! Bastard, did you take good care of my little princess? Answer me now."

Dorudoi was stunned on the spot. He didn't expect that the Duke of the North, who had always been indifferent to worldly affairs and devoted to having a baby with his mistress, would be involved in his conspiracy.

It’s over.

These were the last two words he thought of.

Chapter 14: The Last Gasp

At this moment, Dorudoi felt sweat dripping down his back. He didn't know what to say. What kind of monster was on the other side of the dream that could catch up with a car at full speed? Could it kill two skilled people in a blink of an eye?

"Meow!" Elstin, who was trapped in a dream, suddenly imitated a cat's meow.

"I heard you, little princess. Wait a moment, your father will come to pick you up soon."

......

"Quick, guard the entrance to the dreamland, the evil noble is coming to kill us! Prepare all your weapons, and kill him! Don't let him enter the dreamland!"

Five minutes later.

"Yes, this church in the dream is really magnificent!" Duke Howard stood on the stairs and admired the building in front of him. The watchdog behind him was holding a gun and looking at the gate of the dream. He never expected that this person would suddenly appear behind him.

"How did he get in? His upper body was naked, with only a pair of shorts on!" Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Ah, you were so busy that you didn't notice me coming in... Let me introduce myself first." Duke Howard smiled politely, "I am the head of Hynes..."

He leaped gracefully among the crowd, nimbly weaving through the gaps between bullets, and even caught a bullet directly in his palm and reflected it back.

In less than a moment, nearly a hundred people rushed into the church, and most of them had fallen down. The remaining party fled in terror. He dusted off some of the dust on his body, sighed, and took out his pocket watch from his pants. "It's really troublesome. I'm in a hurry. The promiscuous nun is still waiting for me in bed. Five thirty is almost time."

Suddenly, the door to the dream opened wide, and another wave of killers rushed out with guns raised, shooting bullets at him like rain.

His movements were so fast that people could not see clearly. They only felt a black whirlwind passing before their eyes, and suddenly they could no longer see him.

There was a long table in the hall behind him, which was filled with knives, forks and plates.

The two rows upstairs were filled with killers, waiting for their prey to come in.

He pushed the door open like the wind, picked up all the knives and forks on the table, stepped on the table and somersaulted in the air, then threw them at the killer who was shooting upstairs with both hands.

Every knife and fork is accurate.

The killers screamed and fell from the building, but the rest of the people showed no fear. They shouted and jumped down the building to rush towards the Duke of the North.

Without panic, he placed one hand on the table as the axis, and his long legs spun like a windmill, causing the killers who rushed over to him to fly back with screams...

He looked at his watch and said, "You rats have delayed me again. It's 5:38, and that thirsty nun must have flooded..." His expression seemed that he was just doing a simple but troublesome job and didn't care about the killing in front of him at all.

Two minutes later, all the watchdogs upstairs were taken care of.

Deep in the dream, Dorudoy in the white church felt very uneasy. He suddenly could not hear the gunshots, shouting or the sounds of fighting. The dead silence almost suffocated him.

"Click, click, click..." The crisp sound of shoe soles hitting the ground came towards this side rhythmically, as if it was the approaching footsteps of death. Dorudoy's hand holding the gun began to tremble.

The door was pushed open, and then only a puff of black smoke floated in. By the time he saw someone, Duke Howard was already standing only two meters in front of him. Cold sweat filled his entire body.

"Finally found you, you bastard who grew up eating shit, you are so bold as to kidnap my most lovely daughter, you are a filthy, ugly pig, a lowly creature who can only think on your own legs..." He cursed, and the words he used afterwards were so disgusting that it was hard to associate him with a prominent nobleman. Dorudoi saw the appearance of the "monster" opposite him, and the fear in his heart gradually dissipated. He said disdainfully, "You can actually beat so many people. I really didn't expect that those women haven't hollowed you out yet..." As he said this, he suddenly pointed the gun at Duke Howard's head and shouted, "Even if the Duke of the North comes in person, I'm not afraid! I am the master of this mysterious dream, no matter how strong you are, you can't kill me!"

"Really..." Duke Howard smiled softly, a golden light flashed in his dark red eyes, "You can try."

"You're just bluffing!" He said, and suddenly ran behind Elsten, first controlling the dream to transform into chains to bind her tightly, then pointed the gun at her temple and grinned, "If you want to save her, you have to knock me down first! You don't want to see a hole in your lovely daughter's head, do you? You're a smart man, you know what to do, right?"

Tsk.

Duke Howard responded calmly, then took out a small box from his pants, "Yes, the artifact of the Haines family that you were willing to sell your soul to the masters for is here with me. If -"

Before he could finish his words, seven or eight bullets pierced his head, heart, and various vital parts at the same time. Dark red blood bloomed from his body like flowers, and his majestic figure suddenly fell down.