Dark Fairy Tale: Will their desires be fulfilled?

The makeup artist accidentally put powder into his left eye and gave an apologetic smile; he gently lifted the eyelid, and the other person's moist lips pursed up and blew on it for him - it was difficult to connect the "gentle blonde maid" in front of him with the assassin army secretly cultivated by his adoptive mother.

Allen thought of Elstin. This step-sister seemed to be an impeccable heir to the family in terms of appearance, figure, character and knowledge. However, the fact that she was the adopted daughter of a foster mother was enough to pave the way for a series of conspiracies and intrigues.

Maybe there are some secrets about her that are different from the assassins raised by her adoptive mother? Although he was reluctant to admit it, he couldn't help but want to explore Elstin's little secret. The guilt and the obsession that was about to take action made him lose himself in thought for a while.

The barber wrapped him up with a piece of cloth, and the scissors flew. After a moment, the messy black hair was cut properly. When the tailor finished, he presented an exquisite leather coat, narrowed the waist, and the Duke's son was finally dressed up.

The silver-plated mirror was carried in front of him by two maids. Six or seven gas lamps illuminated the room. At first glance, Allen was shocked by his own appearance.

The originally pale face looked even more bloodless against the dark coat. His black eyes shone coldly, his expression was ambiguous, his emotions were unpredictable, the lines of his face were soft, and the light was dim wherever he went.

If seen by an alchemist who specializes in the mysticism, it might be made into a specimen and exhibited as evidence of the existence of a "lich". This appearance is quite suitable for playing a super villain in a drama, but if used for a wedding, I'm afraid the groom will immediately turn into a widower.

Under the ruthless blow of reality, Allen became angry and sneered. "How do I look?"

Unexpectedly, everyone in the room was stunned. The makeup artist's eyes were wet and her voice was trembling. "You are simply a demigod!"

"what?"

The tailor nodded repeatedly. "That's right! It's like the reincarnation of Dirolhim... You can't believe it unless you see it with your own eyes..."

"Who?"

The barber excitedly pulled out his necklace, and there was a small portrait hidden in the pendant, but unfortunately the face could not be seen clearly.

"I don't know if it's the appearance, the eyes, the expression, the sneer... they are so similar! How can a mortal have such a divine light? Unbelievable!"

"The Duchess is so lucky that she can have such a noble and extraordinary son..."

It was the first time Allen encountered such a scene, and he didn't know whether to be happy or uneasy.

Allen noticed that his adoptive mother was also shocked when she saw his new look.

"Who?...How could it be?!"

"I wanted to ask the same thing! Can you explain it to me?" Allen was used to the character of the good-for-nothing son of the Duke, and it was difficult for him to accept that he suddenly became the center of attention.

Tina politely asked everyone to leave first. Everyone was talking, but Allen simply faced the wall and didn't say anything.

When the door was closed and there were only two people left in the room, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Mother, what's going on? I don't want to be watched like a clown!"

"The clown is good..." Tina spoke after a long while, with an extremely strange expression. "I knew from the time you were born that coincidences can't be explained, and all the problems are caught up by you..."

"Please tell me something I don't know."

"Where should I start... You look like a very famous person." Tina seemed to be pretending to be serious. "Although I respect different beliefs, this person is indeed very controversial. 'The Harvester' Dirolshim actually existed. He organized the opposition during the 'Great Schism of the Witch Council' and tried to overthrow the violent rule of the witches - a famous human god.

Unfortunately, he was later lured to death by a warlord supported by the Witch Council. Civilians and those who were dissatisfied with the status quo worshiped him as a god, and the witches hated him to the core... Ahem, in short, he was worshiped as a symbol of human freedom and a god who managed reproduction. The 'special' medicines sold in various pharmacies had his emblem... Of course, as a symbol of 'manliness', it's not bad, right?"

Allen kept sneering. "Why am I not surprised at all?"

"I have a suggestion," Tina said with a playful look on her face, almost unable to hold back her laughter. "Don't sneer for now. This god's signature move is sneering... You are a smart person, you should understand, right?"

Allen suddenly realized that it was too difficult to remain calm, even superficially calm, while being slandered!

Chapter 186: First time wearing women's clothing

The brief silence did not dispel the sudden sense of disharmony, but instead allowed a charming atmosphere to continue to spread in the room.

Looking at the "self" in the mirror who was both strange and familiar, Allen's eyes revealed a trace of confusion. Tina's green eyes were as crystal clear as emeralds, and the flashing light captured his entire mind.

It was this unfathomable look that made Allen feel uncomfortable. He wanted to understand this feeling. Had he grown up? Even in this world, he would say goodbye to his childish childhood for the second time, so that he became at a loss when getting along with his adoptive mother.

Those beautiful yet dangerous eyes were staring at him.

"Do we need to go to such lengths? It's just a short journey." Allen was of course referring to going to Tim City with Tina to find the King's Soul. He didn't understand why they had to go to such great lengths to disguise themselves since they were going to that strange and distant ancient city.

"Being cautious in words and deeds has always been the first rule that has allowed a family to survive for tens of thousands of years. You are still too naive, Allen." Tina opened her arms and gently wrapped them around Allen's neck. Then, while staring at Allen's face in the mirror, she stretched out her index finger painted with red nail polish and placed it on his lips.

As if on purpose, the makeup at the corner of his mouth was smudged, and a red mark running steeply upwards made his face look as ridiculous as a clown.

"Just think about it. Just with your 'demigod' face, how much bloody turmoil will it cause in the seven major churches? Therefore, it is necessary to disguise you perfectly..."

At this point, a teasing smile suddenly appeared on Tina's pretty face. Then, under Allen's astonished gaze, she picked up the high-end cosmetics and carefully made up his face again.

It must be said that Tina's slender hands and unique taste were far superior to that of the senior makeup artist. In just a blink of an eye, the face of the nobleman in the mirror turned into a stunning beauty, which stunned Allen.

"Once... I dreamed of having a biological daughter one day, but it doesn't matter. Your appearance is His greatest gift to me." Tina leaned close to his ear and spoke dreamily.

Before Allen could react, Tina took out the wig that had been prepared long ago from the drawer of the dressing table and carefully put it on Allen's head.

The long blond hair was braided into tiny braids, and the soft hair fell perfectly on the boy's cheeks, shoulders, and waist.

Two delicate contact lenses covered the pair of black pupils, revealing the hazy color of the sunset.

The young man now looks like a real princess in the Duchess's hands, with dreamlike beauty and incomparably noble temperament.

Allen was stunned for a moment and almost didn't realize that the face in the mirror was himself.

"Mother, I..." He stammered, the thin sound coming from his throat was almost inaudible. He was extremely shocked by his own reaction. What was going on?! How could I subconsciously change my voice by putting on a woman's makeup? Could it be that some kind of sexual fetish had awakened in me?

It's over, it's over. He didn't want to be feminized... Naturally, he attributed all the discomfort that had sprouted from the beginning to the Duchess, and firmly believed that this was her vicious conspiracy that was unknown to outsiders. It was because of her influence that he behaved in this extremely shameful scene.

That's right, his psychological interests were still normal until this point, and it was simply nonsense to say that he was a transvestite or a female degenerate!

However, the Duchess's next sentence dealt a heavy blow to his innocent heart.

"You are so beautiful, Allen."

——No!!!

Allen, who always believed that he was a real man, naturally resisted these words that made his heart flutter. He took a deep breath, again and again...his chest rose and fell slowly. He didn't know if it was his flat chest that gave him great confidence and courage, and he hadn't fallen to that level yet.

This is just a disguise, just like what was shown in the spy movies of the past. Male and female characters often choose to change their image in order to successfully complete an important mission, and then once the mission is over, they will return to their original appearance. It's no big deal, it's just sacrificing a little bit of their own appearance.

However, when the Duchess's cold, delicate hand touched down along his collarbone, the subtle touch on the skin directly crushed all his resistance and hints at the moment into dust, and his brain went blank.

Tina unbuttoned Allen's dark leather jacket, silently measured his shoulder width and waist length, and then took off his linen underwear.

The fingertips slid from his neck to his chest and then to his abdomen, which made Allen feel creepy, as if the red nails were a sharp blade, cutting his skin and exposing his hidden things.

His body became stiff and he was unable to make any movement to resist. He could only stare at the unfamiliar self in the mirror and at his adoptive mother who had a cold smile on her lips.

It was not until this moment that he realized how ignorant he was before, thinking that he could understand everything around him and even his entire family.

The Duchess's secrets alone were like a bottomless pit that made him keep falling.

"Stand up, turn around, and put your hands on the wall." Tina said softly, but her tone contained a power that could not be disobeyed.

Allen's head was buzzing, his hands and feet seemed to become out of control, and he carried out every order of Tina accurately.

"That's right, what a good boy." Tina exclaimed.

She hummed an unknown strange tune, took out a corset she had worn in the past from the closet, and put it on Allen's slightly thin body.

"Uh-uh!"

The delicate and intricate fabric kept shrinking his waist, as if someone was holding him in the palm of their hand and squeezing him hard. The extreme pain made him break out in a cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth and let out a series of soft moans.

Ignoring Allen's cries, Tina continued to tighten the thin strap in her hand, constantly correcting Allen's waist proportions.

The effect of the corset was very significant. After completing this necessary procedure to become a "lady", Allen's waist looked even more graceful and beautiful than those aristocratic girls at the banquet.

Allen had no time to appreciate the scenery. He was being tortured to death by the damn tight corset. He finally understood why Elstin hated corsets the most.

"This... should be okay, right?" Allen turned his head and said weakly, with a hint of pleading in his trembling voice.

Upon hearing this, Tina finally revealed her "loving mother" side. She skipped all the accessories such as ear piercings and pendants, and only carefully selected a dress and white silk.

After dressing up, Tina was very satisfied with her masterpiece. She chuckled and said, "Now I am sure that no one in this world can recognize you, whether it is your father or your sister. You are simply perfect, Allen."

However, the person involved was speechless. Facing such an extremely unfamiliar body, every step he took seemed extremely difficult, especially those high-heeled boots. They were even more difficult to control than a wild horse. He would fall down immediately if he was not careful.

He silently swore in his heart that this was the first time and also the last time he would dress like this!

Chapter 187: Dark Noble "Girl"

In the northern border of the Soma Empire, the Free Trade City of Chris.

As the night deepened, sparse and cold stars were scattered randomly in the inky sky. There was a crescent moon hanging high among the stars, as if it was shining in the distance with the orange and yellow gas lamps on the prosperous ancient street along the Blackwater River and the black and white silhouettes of the buildings.

If someone could look at the platform in the deep night, they would find that beside the steam train that was coiling like a black snake, there were countless passengers carrying large and small bags, including nobles, merchants, vagrants, and some smugglers and slave traders...

Even though it was late at night, they were still eager to take the train to the ancient capital of the eastern border of the empire. Since the Second Era when witches ruled, the mysterious place called "Tim City" had been circulated with an ancient legend of "gold everywhere".

Even though, contrary to the legend, it is full of secrets and dangers, and the rules governing the operation of this ancient land cannot be explained by common sense, it is rumored that it is the kingdom of the dead, a paradise for alchemists, and the only passage to meet the ancient gods. Anyone who enters without permission will have their soul bound there forever, unable to go to heaven or hell, and will suffer slavery forever.

Some people also say that it is also the fairest and most convenient way for mortals to reach the extraordinary.

And next to this train heading to a mysterious place, a young girl was standing quietly on the crowded platform.

The girl is about 1.68 meters tall, with a slightly broad frame and a slightly plump figure. She is not as slender as many women desire, but she does not look bloated at all. On the contrary, her perfect curves show a unique charm that is rare in women who deliberately pursue slenderness.

The crystal white tube top with some intricate goose yellow patterns was tied around her mountains that inspired endless reverie, outlining a slightly raised arc, but revealing a few shallow ravines between the white on top and the peaks, showing an even more heart-moving temptation.

The black long-sleeved, waist-hugging tight leather jacket that was open on the outside had dark purple patterns that seemed to have a strange quality in its simplicity, as well as shiny black metal nails near her shoulders and on the cuffs, and the black leather gloves inlaid with dark metal on her fair and tender left hand. All of these gave her enchanting body, which had a bit of youthful charm, a layer of evil arrogance and wildness.

Beyond the smooth and white belly exposed outside, there is also the waist which, although not slender due to long-term exercise, is tight and elastic.

A pair of black leather hot pants with five thin silver-white chains on each side, extending from both sides to the front of the waist, are held up by her plump and raised buttocks, showing a round and attractive beauty, as if they complement the pair of tall and white mountains in her upper body, easily outlining an attractive S-shaped curve on her body.

Below that, the pair of attractive calves appear even straighter and longer, wrapped in black high-top thick-soled leather boots that are about three centimeters above the knee.

Between the high leather boots and the leather hot pants, the two thighs that seemed like they were carved from white jade, wrapped in white stockings with fine mesh, appeared even whiter, tenderer and rounder, and seemed to inadvertently reveal an amazing sense of power that could erupt at any time.

The people around only took a quick glance and were already deeply absorbed in it. Of course, there were many women, or rather, the proportion of women was even higher.

They stared at the girl intently, making wild guesses about her age and background.

There is no doubt that this is a young girl of only sixteen years old. Looking at her noble and elegant figure and temperament, she must have been born into a wealthy family and must have learned classical poetry, literature, rituals and music since childhood, as well as ballet and piano. In addition, from her slender and powerful white silk legs, it can be seen that this girl must have an extraordinary talent for swordsmanship...

All of the above things show that the girl's background is extraordinary. Anyone who sees her at this moment will have the initial impression of her as a seductive woman who has a wild and ostentatious manner that does not belong to any man, but can always display the elegance and charm that makes countless women envy and jealous.

No, look at her waist-length smooth silver hair, her silver eyelashes that look like the moon, her extremely thin cherry lips, her slightly shy yet stubborn eyes, she is simply a little queen! Under her charm, people have the urge to kiss her toes, worship her and offer their loyalty!

However, at this moment, the little queen, who was attracting so much attention outside, showed a confused look in the company of a noble lady.

The long silver hair that reached her waist with a few pink strands in between was casually draped behind her head just like before.

However, the red lips that were painted with dark purple glaze and looked slightly thick, the eyeshadow that was also dark purple with a little starlight on the clear eyes, the slender and slightly raised eyebrows, and the cheeks that were white and delicate like mutton-fat jade with a little healthy blush, all revealed a kind of loneliness and solitude that would never be shown in front of others, as well as a kind of deep tiredness and confusion that seemed to make people who saw it feel heartbroken.

This is clearly not the expression a young girl should have. Or, in other words, a girl of this age should be youthful and beautiful with the most beautiful dreams in her heart. The occasional melancholy should be expressed in the soft singing of children.

However, the reason why the girl has such an expression now is naturally not because of being pretentious or acting.

In the dense and noisy crowd, a little girl was holding her mother's hand, staring at the girl intently, with admiration and excitement in her big eyes. She couldn't help but mutter to herself: "Wow, what a beautiful sister~"

At this moment, the noble lady accompanying the girl suddenly came close to her, opened her red lips, and smiled charmingly, "Alian, they are all looking at you."

Allen obviously couldn't adapt to this slightly revealing dark girl's outfit, and he couldn't adapt to the psychological changes of being treated as a girl at this moment.

From the Duke's Mansion to the Free Trade City of Chris, during these few days, Tina strictly required Allen to learn the manners and conversation of girls, and carefully taught him how to pronounce with a girl's voice, how to walk, how to eat, how to dress, how to wear a heavy long skirt to go to the toilet...

However, deep in his heart he was constantly resisting the Duchess's subtle teachings. Even so, some changes had taken place in his body and mind. It was these uncontrollable subtle changes that made him feel extremely painful.

Allen slowly raised his eyes and stared at Tina. Unlike him who would become the focus wherever he went, Tina's dress could be said to be quite simple. She wore a black dress that did not cover her entire body. Even her arms and legs were not exposed at all. A black lace hat cast a small shadow, covering half of her face. She looked like an ascetic and conservative nun.

He didn't understand the meaning of her actions. If it was a disguise to avoid attracting the attention of the church, then why did she dress (tame) him into such an image of a stunning beauty?

Chapter 188 Female Train

Wouldn't this only attract more attention from others? The more Allen thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, especially since he was wearing women's clothes and acting like a well-educated aristocratic girl. The subtle changes he experienced made him feel that there was another conspiracy behind his trip to Tim City to find the King's Soul.

Maybe finding an opportunity to escape from your adoptive mother would be a good option?

Just as Allen was swaying from side to side, Tina's gentle voice echoed in his ears again, "Stand up straight, no need to be shy, you are my daughter now, Yamumu."

Yammu... Allen chewed on these three words repeatedly with his eyes slightly dazed. Tina's voice seemed like some kind of magic sound, which deeply engraved this little thought and fleeting thought in Allen's heart.

At the same time, the huge roar of steam resounded throughout the platform, and the thick black smoke formed by the burning coal rose into the sky, staining the entire night sky like ink.

The noisy voices in the crowd suddenly stopped for a second, and then an even louder wave of sound rushed towards the train. The guards along the way waved their batons and shouted, trying to maintain the collapsed order, but it was obviously useless.

When a wanderer picked up an iron pot and hit the guard's head with a "clang", it announced the beginning of the crowd's fanatical pursuit of Tim City's "countless gold".

Tina looked down upon all the passengers running on the platform, with contempt and mockery flashing in her blue eyes. In her eyes, these people, no, it should be said that all people, were nothing but stupid pigs.

It was precisely these foolish pigs, who blindly pursued forbidden things that did not belong to them, and their ridiculous behavior, that became the best props for her to peek into the world and to kill time.

That is why she needs someone, an audience, to share this distorted state of mind with her, to maintain the stability of her sequence and prevent it from getting out of control.

After a long wait, she finally found this person. In fact, this person's figure had appeared repeatedly in her dreams when she was a child.