Mind Controling In Another World

‘What was that?’ Alphonse wondered.

He had never imagined that, in this life or the one before, he would be able to fulfill one of his dreams. Seeing his mother cumming because of him had been the peak.

‘But with these powers? This is just the beginning,’ the boy thought.

He tried to stand up, but his legs gave out. He had to hold onto the wall to keep from falling.

‘Huff. It looks like I used too much mana. I’ve never felt anything like this before. I used it once in the carriage and now four more times. I must have spent almost half of my mana.’ The boy was worried, but still, it was impressive.

Other people wouldn’t have been able to use so much magic so successively without a break.

Alphonse dragged himself to one of the chairs and rested for a few minutes. The boy closed his eyes, and as he concentrated, he could feel the mana within him recovering slowly.

‘I’ll need a full night’s sleep to recover,’ Alphonse thought. ‘I still have a lot to do. I must find a way to eliminate the Baron and the source of my powers.’

Looking out the window, he saw the last rays of sunlight setting. The mansion had some lamps that used mana to make life easier for the family, but even so, mana was a scarce resource and took time to recover.

‘I better get ready for bed,’ the boy thought as he locked the library door.

 

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Unlike other nights, this one was not peaceful. Alphonse spent the night dreaming of monsters and fire, to the point where he woke up drenched in sweat.

‘Damn it!’ the boy muttered quietly as he jumped out of bed.

He looked behind one of the curtains in his room and saw that the sun had not yet risen.

He couldn’t tell what time it was, but it was likely too early to be up. Still, he couldn’t fall back asleep. Instead, he decided to start his day early.

Leaving his room, he saw his sister and mother still asleep. He quickly went to the bathroom to wash his face before heading to the kitchen for breakfast.

He rarely wandered around the first floor, especially in the servants' quarters, but Alphonse didn’t want to wake anyone up so that he could eat.

Before reaching the kitchen, he had to pass by the servants' rooms. Since the mansion’s extension was built, most of the servants lived in houses near the estate.

The only people still sleeping on the first floor were Lilian, the maid and children’s nanny.

That’s precisely what startled Alphonse—he hadn’t expected to pass by her door and hear her crying.

He wanted to open the door and talk to her, especially since Lilian had been his nanny since he was a baby, and he wanted to find a way to support her.

But not knowing what to do, Alphonse chose the only thing he had learned in the past few days.

 

[Mind Connection]

| Ding

 

‘It’s all because of this [Profession]. He would have married me if I had never gotten [Servant].

He promised.’ Alphonse began to hear some of Lilian's thoughts.

Even from behind the door, he could see a thin thread of mana coming from him, passing through the small gap and connecting to her.

‘He? Who is he?’ the boy wondered.

‘Now all that’s left for me is to live like this. Forever caring for his wife and children and dreaming of him returning from his missions.’ Alphonse began to piece together what Lilian was going through.

However, instead of feeling empathy for the maid, he started feeling a twinge of anger.

‘He only treats me like an object, uses me when he’s at the mansion, and abandons me when he goes off into the world.’ This was the last piece of information the boy needed.

‘That whore was with the Baron. Is this why the Baroness hates him so much?’ Alphonse reflected.

Without thinking twice, the boy knocked on the door three times. He could hear the woman quickly composing herself and gently opening the door just a bit to see who was knocking.

“Oh! Young master!” the maid was surprised. “How can I serve you?”

“You can start by talking to me. Let’s go to your room.” The boy didn’t wait for a response, placing one of his hands on the door and pushing it open to step inside.

The servant was stunned by the boy’s boldness, to the point of not knowing what to do.

The room was much smaller than those on the second floor, but there was still plenty of space. It had a large bed, a table, and a wide window. It was hard to believe this was just a servant’s room.

“You must know how strained my relationship with my father is...” Alphonse spoke.

Lilian didn’t know how to respond. Yes, their relationship was terrible and very public, but perhaps it wasn’t her place to say anything. So, the woman just nodded.

“However, it wasn’t always like that.” The boy continued, "He used to tell me many stories about his battles and childhood."

The maid didn’t quite understand why he was explaining this.

“I didn’t fully grasp his stories then, but now some make more sense. Especially looking at you.” Alphonse looked at the young maid, eyeing her from head to toe.

Lilian was already an adult, though younger than the Baron—she must have been around 28. She had long red hair and a well-toned body. Unlike the Baroness, she didn’t have a large chest, but her hips were wide, and her ass was enviable.

The servant felt a chill as she noticed the boy’s gaze radiating desire toward her.

"My father, on several occasions, drank more than he could handle. During those moments, he would talk about a childhood affair, a passion he had to give up to marry a noblewoman, but how he still had the tramp at his disposal." Alphonse took a few more steps until he was only a palm's width away from Lilian.

[Mind Influence] ‘That bastard! He was just playing with me.’ Alphonse began sending the first suggestions, attacking where it hurt the servant the most.

“H-he said that?” Lilian asked while new tears formed in her eyes.

“That and much more. How he took advantage of her, how he used her whenever the Baroness was away from the mansion. How he never intended to marry her.” Alphonse continued his assault.

[Mind Influence] ‘He never loved you.’

“Finally, everything made sense with the mansion's expansion. All the servants lived in their new houses, but who stayed in the mansion? The tramp.” The boy spoke venomously, judging Lilian.

The servant, already lightly crying, broke down in sobs. She slowly walked to one of the chairs at the table and sat down, repeatedly saying, “It wasn’t like that. It wasn’t like that.”

“How long will you keep waiting for him? How long do you plan to harm my mother’s marriage?” The boy approached from behind the servant.

[Mind Influence] ‘You should abandon the Baron.’

“You know he was only using you,” Alphonse leaned down, placing his mouth near Lilian's ear. “But it doesn’t have to be that way.”

[Mind Influence] ‘You could find someone new, you’re still young.’

Lilian shook her head, overwhelmed by so many thoughts, feeling her broken heart ache deeply.

“While you humiliate yourself for the Baron, someone else could take good care of you, Lilian.” Alphonse walked around her until he stood in front of her.

The girl kept her eyes on the floor, feeling her tears drip.

“I can offer you much more than he ever gave you.” Alphonse grabbed Lilian's chin, lifting it until they were eye to eye.

[Mind Influence] ‘Even revenge.’

“In return, I only demand your loyalty.” The boy delivered his final blow.

[Mind Influence] ‘And your servitude.’

Having already spent almost all of his mana, Alphonse used all of his power to break down her barriers.

It was becoming difficult for him to remain standing and conscious. However, he could see on Lilian's face that she was struggling with her thoughts.

To complete his attack, the boy sealed it with a kiss on the servant.

Taking her by surprise, he took a moment to explore the mouth of his new conquest while his hands roamed over the girl’s body.

Lilian didn’t know how to respond to what she was thinking and Alphonse's advance.

He was the son of the man she had loved for so long, but now she could only feel hatred for the Baron.

She wanted to resist and pull away from the boy, but for some reason, his kiss was passionate and powerful—something she hadn’t felt in a long time.

Alphonse knew his body was reaching its limit. He finally pulled away from the servant, though one of his hands remained on her body, sliding down until it found one of Lilian’s breasts.

He slipped his hand inside her low-cut dress until he found one of her nipples, squeezing until the young servant moaned in pain.

“Hmm,” Lilian moaned and looked back at the floor.

“Think carefully.” Those were Alphonse’s final words before leaving the room.