Reincarnated with the Mind Control Powers in Another World.
Chapter 50 -50

Anon entered the training room as he saw three intruders sitting in front of him bind to chairs in metal chains and in front of them stood the elf girl named Diana.

"Do we have any information about who they are or who they work for ?" Anon asked.

"No, none of them are ready to talk even after brutal beatings, i can tell they are very loyal to their masters and that one on the left is a blood assassin." Diana said as she pointed towards a girl sitting on the chair wearing a full black assassin outfit.

"Care to elaborate?" Anon said as he looked at Diana with a confused look.

"They are the best trained assassins in this world. It is said that they don't have any type of emotions or someone to show affection, only knows one thing "Perfect Kill." Diana said as she looked at the blood assassin with haterd.

"So you are saying that i am looking at a killing machine that has literally no emotions right..?"

"Yes."

"...and she won't say anything, no matter what we do to her right ?"

"Yes."

"What about the others ?" Anon said as he looked at a green haired guy whow had a weirdo like smile on his face and the serious face old man who dressed as a butler.

"They seems from a rich family since i got some expensive stuff from their filthy pockets."

"Why is he smiling?" Anon asked with a disgusting expression.

"I don't know he said he wants to talk to my boss."

"Oh...well i should go and have a talk with him, but what is that circle near them." Anon asked as his demonic eyes showed him a dome like structure made out of mana around the three of them.

"That's a [Nil Field] Spell."

"Nil Field ?"

"Yes, in Nil Field no magic works or any artifacts that operates with the help of magic. This is a very high grade spell and only 6th class nobles and above can afford it." Diana said.

"Where you get one ?"

"I didn't it's made by the vampire guy."

Ah, Mike. That bastard really have some real good spells.

"I will investigate them now personally. Get me a knife."

Suddenly a Ogre assassin appeared from nowhere with a dagger in his hands.

"Good."

As soon as anon picked up the dagger the assassin vanished again.

I wonder what spell they use ? It looks so cool everytime they do that.

"Just a warning, these guys are tough so try to use something out of the ordinary and magic doesn't works in there."

"I will see that."

Anon flipped the dagger between his fingers as he walked towards the smilling creep and sat down on front of him.

"Why might you be smiling?" Anon asked.

"So you are her boss...? You look young kid. Let me tell you who i am the great servent of maste-"

*Stab*

Anon didn't listened to any other word coming out of his mouth and just stabbed his right hand as his dagger pierced through his skin and struck the chair beneath it.

"Wha- Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....you mother fucking basta-"

Before he could've said any other curse word from his mouth, Anon retracted the dagger from his hand and stabbed it through his cheeks from one cheek to another cheek cutting his tounge a little.

"Tell me who do you work for ?" Anon asked with a mafia expression.

"Uahhhhhhhhhhhh....," The green haired dude tried to scream but the dagger in his mouth didn't allowed him to speak shit.

Watching this cruel scene from the outside, every single strand of air on her body stood up.

She had also seen many tortures but as cruel as this one, nope not in her entire life.

"Uhhhhhhhh...mmm...uhhh" the green haired guy tried to scream something but afraid to move his tongue.

"I will now ask one question and remove the knife from your mouth and if i didn't get the answer or i was unsatisfied with it you will know the result then." Anon said with a straight serious face while the other two watched him do it to the green haired guy.

"Now who do you work for ?" Anon pulled out the knife from his mouth.

"I-I work for... George D. Green From the House Of Green Alchemists."

"Good, now why were you keeping an eye on me ?"

"I was ordered to by my master." He said as fast as a human can speak.

"Bring me a healing potion." Anon commanded and a assassin immediately appeared with a red potion in his hands.

"Here drink this."

The green haired guy drank the whole potion and got healed up within seconds.

"Y-You...do you even have any idea what you've just done ?" The green haired guy spoke with a filthy smile.

"Enlighten me sir." Anon said in a sarcastic tone as he wiped off his dagger with a white cloth.

"I am a member of 7th grade noble family, i am a direct servent of Sir George D Green and since you've given me this healing potion we all can forgot about happened today and can go our homes quietly." He said with a expression similar to a shady blackmarket's dealer who is offering the most fake deal in the world.

Anon kept cleaning his dagger without replying.

"Hey did you listen to what i just said ?" He asked again.

Anon walked towards the green hair guy and opened his chains from the back of his chair.

"Finally, it seems you have some intelligence after all."

"I didn't hear that part." Anon said from behind.

"What part are you talking about ?" The green hair guy asked with confusion.

*Zooooom*

*Stab*

Suddenly a dagger pierced his chest and stopped just 1cm away from touching his heart.

"The part that i give a fuck about." Anon whispered in his ears.

"Y-You."

"You won't die.... don't worry the dagger just pierced your chest skin and broke a few ribs nothing to be worried about."

The intruders sitting on the sides looked at this scene with a surprised and scared expression.

"Your heart is just a centimetre away from getting a hole in it. Enough for you to die. The blood circulation in your ribs will now go crazy and with every blood flow cycle the dagger will move inwards by a very very short distance but if you pulled it out you will die because of blood loss and immense pain due to the broken ribs but if you can make it to that table on the end of this room than you can save yourself as there is a one healing pot in that table. Now run bitch."

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