“what!”

With a scream of fear, Allen suddenly opened his eyes.

What comes into view is a simple room with stone pillars, white walls, and oil lamps dancing on the walls. The simple furnishings have a warm feel.

What came into view was a face with a full beard. He was wearing a black robe, with a large area of ​​hair shaved off, revealing a bald head, and a cross hanging on his chest. Priest?

“Master, how is my brother?”

Next to the priest stood a girl with silver hair and silver eyes, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a white linen dress, with her hair combed behind her head. Her face was tender and pretty, with a few tears hanging on her long eyelashes.

younger brother?

Why does she look so much like Elsteen? Shouldn’t she be in the imperial capital? Why is she here?

“It’s really shocking.” The priest raised his head and made the sign of the cross on his chest. “He is completely fine, just a little weak… It’s hard to imagine that this is a miracle of someone crawling out of a coffin and coming back to life…” The priest’s words made Allen feel both familiar and unfamiliar.

So… I’m not dead?

It was as if a switch had been flipped, and memories flooded into his brain like a tide.

By the way, after he was backstabbed by the Duchess, he vaguely remembered that he was buried in a grave by her. From the moment he stepped into Tim City, he was schemed by this woman. First, she designed him to inherit the Goddess of Pleasure and gain hypnotic abilities, and then he voluntarily allowed himself to be hypnotized and transformed by her, and helped him hunt the city lord’s wife and her daughter, and later even all the beauties in the entire Tim City.

And all she did, in the end, was to give birth to the ancient king’s soul, even at the cost of sacrificing the many slaves he hypnotized, and she herself was also sacrificed as a sacrifice.

While he was thinking, he heard a bang, and the door of the room was pushed open. A group of soldiers wearing chain mail and holding swords rushed in, surrounded by a man and a woman!

“Allen Hynes, you are the legitimate son of the Duke with sinful blood. You sold your soul to the evil god and asked him to release you from hell. Now I will let your evil soul return to where you belong! Take him down!”

The person who spoke was a young man of the same age as him, with a tall figure and messy golden hair, brandishing a long sword in his hand. On the hilt of the sword hung a very eye-catching emblem – the family emblem of the Heinems family.

Allen recognized him. This man was one of his father’s many illegitimate children, in charge of foreign intelligence work. Why did he come here to show off in front of him?

And how could his sister Elstin, that extremely proud and arrogant girl, become so pitiful and care about him so much now?

He vaguely felt that a lot of things had happened during the time he was in deep sleep.

“My brother is not a demon!”

Before Allen could react, the silver-haired girl rushed over and protected Allen tightly, and also stood in front of the soldiers:

“It was God! God saved his soul! He is not a demon! I can testify to that!”

“Testify? What can you prove?” A noble lady with the same blonde hair walked forward slowly, with undisguised contempt on her beautiful face. “You are not even as good as your brother. You are a lowly adopted daughter, the ugliest filth in the world. Even the gods will spit on you. Since you care so much about your brother, why don’t you go to the stake with him? Take him down!”

After saying that, she kicked the girl hard in the abdomen. The silver-haired girl immediately covered her stomach and knelt on the ground in pain, with a trace of blood flowing from her red lips.

Allen watched silently. He once thought that the silver-haired girl was acting, playing the pig to eat the tiger. She was his sister, the noble heir to the Dukedom. How could she voluntarily allow herself to be insulted and bullied like this?

“stop!”

A thunderous roar rang out in the room. The priest in a black robe walked angrily to the girl:

“You are going to arbitrarily declare an innocent person a demon without checking with the Holy Symbol? Even the Pope would not dare to do such a thing!”

“Huh? The Pope who had eight mistresses and four illegitimate children?” the young man sneered.

The priest’s face suddenly darkened: “Alfred Haines, can I take this as you wanting to insult the Pope’s majesty on behalf of the Haines family? Or does Your Highness Alfred think that he is already the Duke of the North? Don’t forget your father, he is still alive!”

Alfred’s smile froze on his face, his cheeks twitched, and he opened his mouth but swallowed his words.

As the bishop of Heinems Castle, Olof was not only extremely familiar with the Bible and doctrine, but also the personal physician of the Heinems family. He had served three generations of Heinems and treated almost all the soldiers, servants and many vassals of the Heinems family in the castle.

So even though the father of the current Duke of Hynes, Howard Hynes, was dying and it was a foregone conclusion that Alfred would become the Duke of Hynes, he did not dare to speak wildly to the highly respected priest.

Chapter 226: Sister-in-Law’s Tenderness and Whisper

Moreover, although the power of the Pope and the Holy See had plummeted in this era, it was not something that he, the illegitimate eldest son of the Duke, could humiliate at will.

“Then you should give us an explanation, Mr. Priest. What if my brother with sinful blood really turns into an evil god? The Soma Empire is now at war with the heretics in the south. If we allow a heretic to act in the empire, wouldn’t it be too unfair to the knights fighting on the front line?” The blonde girl, the illegitimate daughter of the Duke of the North, Freya Heinems approached the priest, looking up at the old man. Her slender neck was raised like a swan, and the jewel necklace on her neck swayed.

It was not until then that Allen realized that the two illegitimate sons took advantage of his sleep to accuse him of being an evil cultist and planned a conspiracy to usurp the throne of the Duke of the North.

But the only thing he couldn’t figure out was what method these two people used to restrict the powerful Duke of the North?

“I will naturally judge fairly.” Orlov said coldly, taking out a cross with a red gem in the middle from his arms.

“The Philosopher’s Stone.” He held up the cross and showed it to all the soldiers present. “Any heretic who worships the evil god will definitely react to this thing.” After saying that, he picked up the chain of the cross and hung it in front of Allen.

“Hold it, child,” the priest whispered.

Allen stared at the shaking cross, and after a moment, he stretched out his right hand without hesitation and clenched it.

The Philosopher’s Stone can indeed identify evil gods, but Allen knew very well that there was another reason why he woke up from the grave, and it was definitely not because of the so-called “demon possession.”

As he expected, nothing happened.

Orlov calmly took back the cross and looked coldly at the man and woman in front of him.

“Do you have any questions, both of you?”

“Those tomb robbers were originally going to dig up the burial objects.”

It was not until the soldiers left the room that Elstin Heinems, the step-sister, sat down next to Allen, or rather, beside him. She placed her slender and soft hands on Allen’s hands and rubbed her little head against his chest:

“This is good…at least my brother is back. Mother is gone, and my brother is my only relative…” There was joy and tears in the girl’s eyes.

The moment he heard the word “mother”, Allen suddenly recalled the emotionless face of the Duchess in the darkness. His bloodstained face forced out a hollow smile, which made him feel cold all over.

However, when he felt the girl’s body temperature, a warm current surged in Allen’s heart.

Although he was still somewhat afraid of his sister, he could clearly feel her care and concern for him, as well as the joy of regaining what he had lost. Especially when he was in danger, his sister bravely stood in front of him, which moved him even more.

The two of them leaned against each other for a while, and the girl suddenly leaned close to his cheek, and her rosy and tender little mouth instantly blocked Allen’s lips.

The silver-haired girl exerted a little force with her hands and threw him onto the bed.

Logically, his strength should not be less than Elsteen’s. However, he had just woken up and had not yet adapted to this body, so the girl missed.

The girl’s deft tongue pried open his teeth and stirred in his mouth, sucking his saliva while wrapping around his tongue, gently rolling and sucking it.

The girl’s body fragrance penetrated into his nose, like the most wonderful drug of decadence.

It took a full half minute for the girl to release his lips, breathing heavily, with a silver thread leaving between her lips.

“Elstin, you…”

“Shh, brother, don’t talk.” Elsteen stretched out a scallion-white finger and blocked his lips. Allen then noticed that the girl’s eyes were red, obviously she had been crying.

The girl buried her head in his chest, her voice twitching:

“I thought my brother was gone… I thought my brother was like my mother, leaving Elster alone in the world… I have no relatives, only my brother…” The girl sobbed and trembled. Obviously, these days, her heart was not as peaceful as she seemed.

A 16-year-old girl lost her mother and her brother. What kind of blow is this? And what supported this girl to get to where she is now?

After hesitating for a moment, Allen reached out and gently stroked the girl’s soft silver hair.

“So I thought… since my brother is back, I should seize this opportunity, at least… not leave any regrets.” The girl raised her head and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

“Brother, shall we continue our last practice?”

Looking at the affection in the girl’s silver eyes, Allen was somewhat surprised to find that his spiritual power began to fluctuate.

Damn it, I barely managed to escape death from the Duchess, and now you’re getting this big right after I crawled out of the grave?

As she spoke, the girl’s slender fingers gently took off his basic equipment, feeling his fiery spiritual power.

The girl lifted the hair by her ears, leaned down, and absorbed the spiritual power without any instruction…

Slowly, the girl seemed to have figured out the trick and was able to control the chaotic spiritual power with ease. Before long, even a trace of spiritual power flowed out from the corner of her mouth.

Allen seemed to be trapped in quicksand, unable to extricate himself. He subconsciously reached out his hand and began to massage the girl’s round and elastic buttocks, following the information in the hard drive of his previous life.

Elstin lowered her head, with her long silver hair spread out, allowing Allen to move up along her beautiful buttocks, along her skirt to her smooth back.

“Um…brother…mm~”

Allen withdrew his hand and stared at the girl’s breasts, which were not plump but had begun to take shape.

“If it’s my younger brother…Is it okay?”

This sentence became the last key to break the shackles in his heart. He ripped open the girl’s corset, his spiritual power surging.

Elstin closed her eyes, her body slowly sinking into the spiritual power, eliminating the girl’s thin barrier and reaching the end of the holy weapon!

“Ah! The spiritual power is too strong! Woo…” Elsteen hugged his neck, a few crystal tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and then she leaned close to his ear and gently exhaled a breath of hot air:

“Brother, please look at me carefully…”

The collapsed dam quickly occupied his brain. Allen sat up suddenly and hugged the girl in his arms.

Elstin’s small hands tightly grasped his shoulders, and she whispered softly in his ear, her voice sweet and alluring.

It was unknown how long this release of spiritual power lasted, Allen only knew that his spiritual power was getting stronger and stronger, and Elstin’s soft moans were becoming sweeter and sweeter. The little hands that had been tightly grasping his shoulders loosened and gently hugged his neck, with her two jade feet raised in the air.

A few minutes later, the silver-haired girl whimpered and spiritual energy spread throughout her body.

After a moment, the mysterious liquid dripped onto the sheets.

The girl’s cheeks were flushed with joy, and she kissed him on the lips again. After a long hug and kiss, they reluctantly separated.

“Now, I am your companion. In the future, you must… treat Elsteen well and love her more.”

Listening to his sister’s gentle voice, Allen suddenly fell into a trance. That beautiful face with a flower of joy in full bloom reminded him of the Duchess somehow…

Chapter 227 The Duke’s Will

Meanwhile, in Hynes Castle, in another room.

Alfred pushed open the door with a gloomy face, raised his hand to pick up a vase on the table, and smashed it hard on the floor.

“Clang!”

“Damn it, why did that guy resurrect?” He turned his head abruptly and looked at his sister, who was also the illegitimate child of the Duke of the North and was not accepted by the world, with flames of anger flashing in his eyes.

“How should I know?” Freya also frowned. “All the good plans were interrupted by that guy! Why couldn’t he just die peacefully?” The brother and sister calmly discussed how to kill their half-brother.

“My father even wrote in his will that Angate was given to him. That piece of land is clearly my property!” Alfred’s face was twisted with anger. “Why did that evil son of the family take away something that belonged to me?”

“Then what else? Do you want your father to get up from his bed and revise his will?” Freya glanced at Alfred coldly. “Or do you want to try to bribe Olof? Wait, Angate? The Angate that was occupied by bandits not long ago?”

“Occupied by bandits? When did it happen?” Alfred was a little stunned for a moment.

Seeing the clear stupidity on her brother’s face, Freya was so angry that she almost covered her face. After a moment, she took a deep breath and said, “The news was sent the day before yesterday. Including the distance, it was occupied about seven days ago.”

“So?” Alfred frowned, not understanding the key point.

“…We can let that guy go and claim his territory, and use that as an excuse to drive him out of Haiems.” Freya covered her head and explained. She couldn’t just let this stupid brother go. “If he takes the initiative to fight, let him die on the battlefield. If he refuses, we can deprive him of his inheritance rights in the name of the court and drive him out.”

“Then why not just kill him?” Alfred still couldn’t wrap his mind around it.

“Are you stupid? The last assassination attempt has already made Bishop Orlov alert. If you do it now, do you want to hand the handle to him? Do you think you can defeat him with your prestige?” Freya shook her head, although she did not have much hope for her brother’s brain. “Forget it, let me handle this matter, you go back to hunting women and sleeping with wild boars… Oh no, go hunting wild boars and sleeping with women.”

The next morning, at dawn in Hainheimsburg.

Allen, feeling refreshed, stood in Heinmsburg’s bedroom, looking at his nominal “father” lying on the bed.

How long had it been since I last saw him? Howard, Duke of Hynes, already looked very old, with gray hair, wrinkles all over his face, and skinny as a bag of bones, lying motionless on the bed.

If his chest hadn’t been still rising and falling, Allen would have thought he was dead.

“Come here, child.” Bishop Orlov, who was standing beside the Duke’s bed, saw Allen and waved to him.

“Father.” Allen walked to the bishop and bowed respectfully.

Allen was grateful from the bottom of his heart to this upright and noble priest who had taken care of him many times after the death of the first Duchess.

It is said that it was this bishop who delivered the first Duchess when she gave birth to him.

“My father…”

“He is very ill.” Orlov sighed, “Neither herbs nor prayers work. I’m afraid only God can save him.” Allen said nothing and stood respectfully with his hands lowered.

“Your father made a will before his illness worsened.” After a moment, Orlov spoke calmly, “The will stated that Angate would be left to you.”

Angate? Allen’s heart moved.

“It’s a barony located in the east of Haines. But unfortunately, it was occupied by a group of bandits a few days ago,” Orlov explained.

“My child, I watched you and Elstin grow up. I sympathize with your plight, but I can’t help you take back Angate, let alone change your father’s will.” Olof’s voice was tired and powerless. Obviously, he had fought for this matter. But it was obvious that neither Alfred nor the Duke, as a clergyman, could and did not have the ability to intervene in this matter.

But a trace of joy flashed through Allen’s heart——

This is really just when I wanted to fall asleep, someone gave me a pillow