Reincarnated with the Mind Control Powers in Another World.

Chapter 393 -393

Chapter 393 Chapter-393

Paradise Family's Mansion...

"Hmm...? Where am I?" Peter opened his eyes and surveyed his surroundings.

The first person he saw upon awakening was Anon. Anon sat in a chair in front of him, calmly smoking a cigar and reading a book.

"You son of a bitch... release me now," Peter growled, his voice low.

"Darling... you're awake?" Ares's mother asked with genuine joy.

"I am," Peter replied with a calm tone as he looked around.

"Darling, this kid... he beat me with an iron rod-" His wife started talking.

"I know, bitch. Just shut the fuck up for a minute..." Peter halted her with a furious curse.

Puff-Puff

"Hmmm.... It seems like half of this whole town is indebted to you, huh?" Anon remarked, continuing to flip through the pages of the book.

Suddenly, Peter looked around and noticed that all of his guards lay lifeless on the floor. A chill ran down his spine as he felt threatened by Anon's presence.

'This ilkid is not an average elf, I have to deal with him carefully.' Peter thought.

"Sir, we are very civilized people. We don't have to resolve our issues with bloodshed. We can discuss this and you can name your price to leave this place," Peter proposed, attempting to negotiate for his life.

Anon ignored him, continuing to smoke his cigar and peruse Peter's debt book.

"Umm... Are you listening to me? Hello?" Peter inquired, forcing a fake smile.

Anon finally discarded the book, turning his head to look at Peter.

"Why should I? Your son kidnapped my mother and sister. Why should I let you go, especially when I have more money than you?" Anon responded.

"I-I can instruct my son to return your family members, and we'll offer our sincerest apologies to you and your family. You won't see any member of our family near you or your family ever again. We can easily resolve this matter; there's no need for violence," Peter suggested.

"Nope, let me propose a better deal. Your son is on his way here with my mother and sister. I'll make an even trade with him. He has two lives on the line, and I'll return him with two lives. After that, you'll never see us again. Do you understand?" Anon asked, a smile playing on his lips.

Peter gazed at Anon with a shocked expression, realizing that one of them was going to die.

"Kill my husband... he's useless in this family," Peter's wife interjected.

Anon was taken aback by this view.

"Hmm... Survival instincts kicking in, huh? I thought you were wise creatures, willing to let your mentally ill son die. Yet, you're ready to sacrifice your husband for him? It seems you love your son so much that you'd do anything for him, even sacrifice your husband," Anon mused, his smile taking on a menacing tone.

"Y-Yes," she confirmed.

"You fucking bitch... I can't believe you'd do this to me. That asshole right there is the one who's going to die. We can make another son anytime, but without me, this family will end up on the streets. You'll be begging for food," Peter retorted, his eyes locked onto her.

"I don't care... you're the asshole who treated us like garbage our whole lives. Do you really think you can threaten me now? I'm not afraid of you anymore, you son of a bitch," she declared with a determined expression.

"Kill her, Sir. I'll give you anything to kill her," Peter said, looking at Anon.

"No, sir. Kill him."

Slap

Slap

Anon simultaneously slapped both of them.

"Shut the fuck up. You twats are talking too much. I'll kill all three of you if you don't stay silent," Anon warned as he settled back into his chair.

Creak

"Where the fuck are you, Jule? I'm going to kill you today," Ares burst into the house, searching for Jule.

"Looks like the guests have arrived, huh...?" Anon remarked, tossing his cigar aside and observing Ares.

"You, son of a bitch. Do you think you can barge into my house, beat up my mom and dad, huh?" Ares seethed with anger.

"I don't think that, stupid. I just did that. Look, that's your mom, and that's your dad. I already beat the crap out of them, but your brother was so scared after seeing me that he didn't dare to do anything stupid. Now, will you make the trade first or send your dumb assassins to kill me?" Anon taunted Ares.

"You fucker, kill him and bring me his head," Ares ordered.

All the assassins vanished from their positions and reappeared near Anon. However, before they could take any action, Anon summoned his sickles of death.

[Death's Domain]

Anon moved at an incredible speed, beheading all of them in a mere 0.05 seconds.

The process occurred so swiftly that Ares didn't even perceive Anon's body moving from its position.

Thud

Thud

Thud

Thud

Their lifeless bodies thudded to the floor, and their heads rolled across the ground like marbles.

"Okay, now we should make the trade, right?" Anon asked, de-summoning the sickles of death and smiling at Ares.

Ares stared at the lifeless bodies of his top assassins in shock.

'T-This... is impossible. I was watching him the entire time; how can he move so quickly? How can he be so strong?' Ares thought, taking two steps back.

"Ares, just do the goddamn trade... I don't want to die today," Peter shouted from behind.

Ares looked at Peter and nodded.

"I-I will bring them," Ares said, leaving and returning with Hillary and Moon.

"Master..." they both spoke at once, rushing to hug Anon.

"Missed me, girls?" Anon asked, smiling.

"Yes...." they replied, tears streaming down their faces.

"Now, give me back my family," Ares demanded.

"Ah, yes. Your family. Look, Ares, there's a rule for the trading process... you should always exchange things of equal value," Anon explained, his smile widening.

"W-What do you mean?" Ares asked, confused.

"You gave me two lives... I'll trade you back two lives. So, choose Ares," Anon stated.