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Everyone is sitting at the dining table and eating their food in the most noble way possible, except for one guy, and he was none other than Anon himself.

While everyone used forks and knives to cut the meatloaf and eat it, Anon used his fingers to cut the meatloaf and eat it.

"Mr. Jule, why don't you use the fork and knife to eat?" Faith asked with a smile.

"I don't like to eat with them," Anon answered.

"Well, can't do anything about it. But, how are you liking the food, Sir Jule?" Julia asked with a smile.

"Hmm... the meat is tasty. What is it again?" Anon asked.

"This is the meat from a mutated alligator. We mutate them with the other alligators that we buy from the human kingdom to produce this meat," Julia answered.

"Oh, that's very good," Anon spoke as he continued to eat.

Creak

Suddenly the room's door opened, and a dark elf girl around the age of 5 or 6 years came running in.

She stopped near Anon and looked at him with a smile.

"Hello, Luv. Can I help you?" Anon asked with a smile.

"Wow, I am surprised that he knows how to talk to little girls," Faith murmured as she looked at Anon.

"Me too. I thought he would bring out his sword and point it directly at her head and say 'What the heck do you want?'" Julia spoke in a very low voice.

"Heheh..."

"Hahaha..."

Both Faith and Julia started laughing, but not too loudly.

"I can hear you," Anon spoke.

"What? How can he?" Julia asked with a confused expression.

"I don't know," Faith answered.

"Sir, You saved my mother today. Please accept this gift as my gratitude," The little girl spoke as she gave Anon a small wooden doll with only two hands, two legs, and a face without features.

"Hmm...? What's this, Luv?" Anon asked with a confused expression.

"It's a Voodoo doll, Sir," The girl spoke with a cute smile.

"Ahem, I think you said wooden doll, but I heard it as 'Voodoo' doll," Anon spoke as he looked at the little girl.

"No, Sir. I really said 'Voodoo' Doll," The Little girl answered.

"Sir Anon, she is speaking the truth. That thing is a very precious item to have. A 'Voodoo' Doll is something that you won't find that easily; only high-class witches can craft them.

You are Carla's girl, right?" Julia asked as she looked at the little girl.

"Uh, yes ma'am," The girl spoke as she nodded toward Julia with a smile.

Anon took the doll from her hand and immediately used his skill on the doll...

[Demonic Eyes]

[Name: Voodoo Doll]

[Rank: S+]

[Origin: Carla The Black Magic Witch.]

[Description: A Voodoo Doll can be used to harm your opponent from a very far distance. Once bound with the opponent, this doll can cause serious damage to your opponent.

Once bound with your target, everything you do to this doll will be reflected upon the bound target's body. Although the bond between the doll and the target will decide the final results of your actions performed on the doll.

This doll is crafted from the hands of a black magic user witch, and its core is made out of dark debris. The more pain and suffering you cause your opponent through this doll, the stronger it will grow.

Uses, 9000 mana/minute, and the cost of mana can increase if the target is at a very far away location.

This doll is reusable, and the damage it takes will be healed once the bound target either gets unbound or dies.]

As soon as Anon read this skill's description, a very evil and perverted smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you, little kiddo. This gift is amazing, and I would like to give you something in return," Anon spoke as he put the Voodoo Doll back in his inventory and took out a magic wand made out of the ghost tree's wood.

"Whoa..."

"Holy smokes. Is that the ?"

"Darn, How does he have that ?"

"He must be filthy rich."

All the dark elf soldiers sitting at the dining table immediately started talking about Anon.

"Here you go, kid..." Anon said as he gave the magic wand to the little girl.

"Sir Jule, I would like you to think about it twice before you make any other decision. That wand is worth more than 50 platinum coins, and I don't think you would want to give it away for some Voodoo Doll that you can't even use properly," Julia spoke as she stood up from her seat.

"I know, Julia," Anon answered as he smiled at the little elf girl and gave the wand to her.

"Thank you, Sir," The Little girl spoke as she took the wand and immediately left the room.

"You are a very sweet and a very scary person at the same time, Sir Jule. Do you know that?" Julia asked.

"I know," Anon answered as he went back to eating his dinner.

After having dinner, the maids showed their respective rooms to everyone.

Anon entered his room and noticed that the room was rather big. It had two more rooms inside it and an attached toilet too.

"Ah, these rooms are made for families. Now I understand," Anon spoke as he went to the nearby window and opened it.

Fresh air immediately entered the room, and Anon felt refreshed.

'I better hope this is not a dream.' Anon thought as he looked at the moon and smiled.

Suddenly, a sweet scent entered his nostrils. Anon identified the scent at once and immediately jumped out of the window.

'If I am not wrong, this scent is coming from the room above me.' Anon thought as he jumped directly to the second floor's room, which was directly above his room.

He silently sat down on the window and observed Faith changing her clothes in front of him. Faith couldn't see him because her face is looking at the opposite direction.

'Her back is so smooth... I want to touch it just once.' Anon thought as he slightly touched Faith's back.

"Who is this ?" Faith immediately dropped her cloth and pointed her sword towards Anon.

Upon turning her gaze toward Anon, Faith let go of her clothes allowing her boobs to sway freely like two big melons swinging on a tree.

Her nipples were perky and pink in colour, while her areolas maintained an average size. They were the perfect sized boobs to fit in the palm.

"Oh my god, it's you. I thought someone else had invaded into my room," Faith exclaimed in relief as she casually tossed her sword onto the bed.

With her sword resting safely on the bed, Faith bent down to retrieve her shirt from the floor, only to be struck by a sudden realization.

'Wait, if my shirt is here on the ground, what was I wearing?' Faith pondered and looked towards her chest only to find out that her bare breasts were hanging before her freely, her face flushed with embarrassment.

She gingerly slipped on her shirt and turned her attention toward Anon.

Meanwhile, Anon wore an impish grin on his face.

"Y-You saw it, didn't you?" Faith asked with an embarrassed expression.

"Oh, I did. Crystal clear," Anon replied without any hesitation.

"You..." Faith's expression shifted to anger as she brandished her sword once more, touching Anon's chest with its tip.

"Oh my god... Don't kill me for revealing your own boobs to me, Cute Commander Faith," Anon teased, feigning fear, then breaking into a smile.

At the mere mention of 'Cute,' Faith's face grew even redder.

"Y-You, get out of my room. I need to sleep," Faith demanded, urging Anon to leave.

"I won't leave the room. Instead, I'll enjoy watching your cute face while you sleep like a baby on that bed, cute cute commander." Anon spoke, well aware of Faith's two weaknesses: being called 'cute' and smelling his scent.

'It's not that difficult to manipulate this situation. A few nudges, and she'll be my 'perverted pawn,' parading as the chief commander of the white elves, but in reality, my little perverted girl with a 'Smell Fetish.' Manipulating these girls is a piece of cake,' Anon thought, sporting a grin as he observed Faith.

On the other side, every time Anon referred to her as 'cute,' Faith's face grew even redder, and her grip on her sword faltered. She touched her cheeks, feeling them grow warmer with each passing second.

Suddenly, Anon leaped into the room and picked up Faith as if she were a princess.

"H-Hey... What are you doing? Where are you taking me?" Faith asked, perplexed.

"Well, I guess we have a date that's been pending for the last two weeks. I think we're finally completing it," Anon stated, stepping onto the window ledge.

"Mr. Jule, why are we standing on the second-floor window? What's your plan?" Faith inquired, her confusion evident.

"Do you trust me, cute commander ?" Anon asked, wearing the most romantic expression she had ever seen.

"I-I do..." Faith replied, her face flushing.

"Then fasten your seatbelts... this flight is about to take off," Anon declared, charging his legs.

"Wait, what?" Faith asked, puzzled by Anon's cryptic words.

"Just hold onto me, Luv," Anon instructed as he channeled mana into his legs and propelled them upward.

Thuppp

Anon shot into the sky like a rocket.

"Mr. Jule, I have a fear of heights... please let me down," Faith pleaded, closing her eyes.

Anon ascended through the clouds, catching sight of the bright blue moon in the night sky.

[Telekinesis...] Anon immediately employed telekinesis to suspend them in mid-air before slowly descending.

"Open your eyes, Luv," Anon urged Faith, coming to a stop mid-sky.

"Are we on the ground?" Faith asked, slowly reopening her eyes.

As she did, she was greeted with a breathtaking view. The blue moon's light rained down on both of their bodies and the fresh air soothed their skin.

"Beautiful, isn't it? As if you will just take one step and touch the moon." Anon asked, wearing a smile.

"It is," Faith replied with a smile, captivated by the moon's glow.

Suddenly Faith turned towards Anon and asked " Who are you, Mr. Jule ?"

"I am no one, Luv." Anon answered as he looked at Faith and smiled.

Suddenly a screen popped up in front of Anon.

[Mana reduced to 50%]

"Well, you might want to close your eyes again..." Anon suggested.

"What?" Faith looked at Anon with confusion before realizing they were still airborne.

[Skill Telekinesis has been disabled...]

As soon as the notification appeared, Anon began to freefall.

"Ahhhhhh-..." Faith screamed, clutching Anon tightly and shutting her eyes again.

Thud

Anon landed in a quiet street, and noticed that Faith was clinging to his body just like a baby would do.

"Well, we're back on the ground," Anon informed her.

Faith slowly opened her eyes and surveyed her surroundings. Upon realizing they were safe on the ground, she leaped out of Anon's arms immediately.

"If you tell anyone about me screaming... I swear, I will kill you," Faith threatened, her expression serious.

"My, My, I am scared. I will keep my mouth shut, cute commander" Anon replied in a playful tone.

"I haven't told anyone about this, but I have a fear of heights, not even my daughter knows," Faith confessed.

"Well, I could see that. Why are you telling me now?" Anon asked, puzzled.

"You idiot. I'm sharing something even my daughter doesn't know, and I want you to keep this secret," Faith said.

"Do I get a kiss to keep this secret?" Anon asked with a smile.

"You little... come here," Faith said, lightly touching Anon's face and planting a kiss on his cheek.

"There, are you happy now?" Faith asked with a smile.

"Well, not exactly what I had in mind, but I'll make do with it for now," Anon replied with a smile.

"So, should we go back to Julia's Mansion, or do you have something else planned for our date?" Faith asked, smirking.

"You know what... let's go. I'll treat you to ice cream," Anon suggested as they began walking towards a restaurant.

"What's 'Ice Cream'?" Faith asked, wearing a puzzled expression.

"Come with me. I'll show you," Anon said, taking her hand. 

Anon and Faith stepped into a restaurant named 'Good Cuisine.'

Ting The bell at the entrance chimed as they opened the door.

"I'm sorry, folks, but we're closed for toda- Ohh... White Elves," said the gentleman behind the counter, a 60-year-old Dark Elf with white hair who remarkably looked young. In elven years, this guy is what you call a teenager.

"Oh, are you closed?" Faith inquired, her eyes on the Dark Elf.

"N-No, ma'am. Please have a seat," he stammered and quickly ushered Anon and Faith to two chairs.

'Wow... She's so cute,' he thought as he looked at Faith.

"Thank you," Faith acknowledged as she took her seat.

"Here are your menus, Sir and Madam. Please order anything you'd like. We have everything available," the manager said, handing menus to Anon and Faith.

"Why all the fuss at this late hour, Jim?" A Dark Elf lady emerged from the kitchen, looking groggy.

"Mom, there are some customers-" Jim began.

"What? Customers this late? Tell them to come back tomo- Holy White Elves," the lady exclaimed as she laid eyes on Faith and Anon.

"Hi..." Faith greeted the lady with a smile.

"H-Hi... Please order anything. I'll prepare it instantly," the lady stammered.

"We don't want anything... I'd like you to bring me an air-tight sealing container, some milk, some strawberries, and some sugar," Anon requested.

"Umm...? You want ingredients, not food?" Jim's mom asked, perplexed.

"Yes... I'd like to try something. Don't worry; I'll pay for it," Anon reassured.

"Oh, alright. I'll bring it in a minute," Jim's mom said, heading to the kitchen.

"I'll take these menus, thank you," Jim said as he subtly took the menu from Faith's hand, brushing against it. Anon noticed this.

"So, Jim... Could you show me the way to the restroom?" Anon asked, smiling at Jim.

"Huh...? Oh, yes. Please come with me," Jim said and led Anon to the restroom.

Once inside, Anon began washing his hands.

"So, Jim, do you work here with your mother only?" Anon asked, glancing at the mirror.

"No, sir. My sister also helps us. She is asleep right now," Jim replied with a smile.

"Good, good... You wouldn't want your mother and your sister to lose their fingers, would you?" Anon asked, wearing a serious expression. n-.O𝐕𝓔𝗅𝒷1n

"E-Excuse me... What?" Jim asked, bewildered.

"Well, I noticed your urge to touch my companion ever since we entered this restaurant, and you finally did when you took the menus back. So, I suppose I have every right to remove all your fingers, along with your mother and sister, right?" Anon asked, his eyes glowing dark purple.

"I-I-I'm sorry, sir. It must've been a mi-" Jim tried to explain, but Anon immediately cut him off.

"You wouldn't want that. I observed your facial expressions, and your heart rate spiked when you touched her. It indicates premeditation, and if you label it as a mistake, I will seriously proceed with it and cut all of your fingers," Anon warned.

"Please, sir, forgive me. I'm a fool, and I'll never make that mistake ever again. I won't even look at her," Jim pleaded, grabbing Anon's leg to save his fingers.

"See, admitting your mistakes and apologizing isn't so difficult. If only some other people knew that, they might still be alive and free today," Anon said, looking at Jim with a friendly smile, then exited the restroom.

Anon returned to his table and took his seat.

"Wow, you took quite a while in the restroom, didn't you? Don't you know that ladies don't like to wait, young man?" Jim's mom joked, smiling at Anon.

"So, did you bring all the ingredients I ordered?" Anon asked, eyeing the items on the table.

"What are you trying to make? A strawberry milkshake? I can make it for you," Jim's mom offered.

"No, he calls it 'ice-cream,'" Faith interjected.

"Oh, that's something new. Can I see it? Or is it a secret recipe?" Jim's mom inquired.

"Well, you can see it," Anon replied as he picked up the square-shaped metal container and poured milk into it.

Next, he picked up the strawberries and employed a skill...

[Water's Flow]

Suddenly, the strawberries lost their color, shrinking to one-tenth their size, while a small, dark pink water droplet appeared hovering over Anon's finger.

"What is that?" Faith and Jim's mother asked, confused.

"This is essentially the natural flavor and color of strawberries, separated from their pulp. If only it had 50 times more power, I could simply extract all the water from someone's body," Anon explained as he mixed the strawberry flavor into the milk.

"Why would you extract water from someone's body?" Faith asked, puzzled.

"Hmm...? To kill them, of course. Why do you think I would do that?" Anon responded, looking confused.

Faith decided to remain silent and observe him.

Anon continued mixing the strawberry flavor into the milk until it smelled like strawberries and turned pink.

"Now, some sugar..." Anon said as he crushed the sugar into a powdery form for easier mixing.

After completing all the steps, he sealed the container airtight.

'Ice burst, Low mana...' Anon used another skill.

Suddenly, the black metal box started turning white as ice vapors gradually enveloped it.

After ten seconds, Anon ceased the skill and slowly opened the container...

Inside the box was a soft pink block of ice cream, just as he had expected.

"Could you bring some plates and spoons?" Anon asked Jim's mother.

"Oh, sure, just a second." Jim's mother quickly retrieved four plates and spoons from the kitchen.

Anon sliced four blocks of ice cream from the chunk and distributed them to everyone.

Faith took a bite, and her expression was beyond words.

"Well...?" Anon inquired with a smile as he took a bite himself.

"Wow... Mr. Jule, what is this? It's like I'm eating ice, but it's incredibly creamy. It melts in my mouth, leaving a delicious strawberry flavor," Faith exclaimed.

"Hmmm... Wow, this is simply amazing. What was the name of this dish again?" Jim's mother asked as she continued to enjoy the ice cream.

"Ice cream," Anon replied with a smile.

"Can I have another one?" Jim asked.

"Help yourself," Anon said, passing the metal container to Jim.

"Thank you, Mr. Jule," Jim expressed his gratitude as he dug into the ice cream right from the container.

"Mr. Jule, please sell me your recipe. I'll buy it at any price," Jim's mother implored, grabbing Anon's hand.

"Please, Sir Jule, teach me how to make this 'Ice-Cream'... I'll give you anything you want," Jim's mother implored, her eyes filled with hope.

"Well, you saw me make it... just repeat the process. What else do you want?" Anon asked, his expression puzzled.

"I-I didn't properly observe your technique, and can you write down the names of the skills you used to make them? Mr. Jule, please, I'll give you 50, no... 70 gold coins to teach me this recipe and provide me with the skill names. Please," she pleaded, holding her hands tightly.

"I'm sorry, but I can't teach you, but I'll give you the skills for free. Just bring me a blank skill paper, and I'll write down the magic circles," Anon offered.

"Wait, you know how to transfer and draw skill magic circles?" Faith interjected.

"Oh, I know many things, Luv," Anon replied, glancing at Faith.

"Marry him, sister. Don't let him get away," Jim's mother whispered into Faith's ear.

Cough-Cough-Cough

Faith immediately started coughing, spitting out some ice cream, some of which landed on Anon's face.

"Are you alright?" Anon asked, a smile on his face, having heard what Jim's mother whispered.

"I'll get you some water," Jim's mother said as she hurried to the kitchen.

"I'll bring you a towel to wipe the ice cream off your face and the skill paper too," Jim added before leaving.

"So, what did she say?" Anon asked, still smiling.

"As if you didn't hear it," Faith replied, pushing her plate toward Anon.

"Want more ice cream?" Anon offered.

"Yes, please, and sorry about coughing the ice cream onto your face," Faith said.

"Don't worry; he's bringing me a towel," Anon responded as he started serving more ice cream onto Faith's plate.

Suddenly, he noticed that Faith was gazing at Jim's mother, who was approaching with a jug of water and two glasses.

'Let's do this...' Anon thought as he carefully cut his finger, letting two drops of his blood fall into the ice cream. He mixed it in immediately.

'One of the reasons for selecting strawberry as the flavor was to add my blood into it. Since she's on a date and feels secure with me, I don't think she'll even sense something is off.' Anon thought as he passed the ice cream back to Faith.

"Thank you," Faith said, looking at the ice cream.

"Here you go, your water," Jim's mother said as she poured a glass for Faith.

"Thanks..."

"Sir Jule, here is your towel and five blank skill papers," Jim added, passing the towel to Anon.

"Good..." Anon said as he wiped his face with the towel and started writing the skill's magic circles.

After two minutes, Anon had completed the magic circles, and a message suddenly appeared in front of him...

[One new target has been found under the skill [Mind Control]]

[Would you like to deploy the skill?] [Yes/No?]

'Hell Yeah,' Anon commanded.

[Faith's Mind Corruption: 30%]

'Well, that's a good start,' Anon thought as he looked at Faith's mind corruption rate.

"Here you go, I've written down both of the skills. Let's leave now. How much for the ingredients?" Anon asked Jim's mother.

"How can we charge you, sir? You've taught us something that has the power to change our lives," Jim's mother said, bowing to Anon.

"Well, that's one good thing. You go ahead, and I'll just go to the washroom to wash my hands," Anon said, looking at Faith.

"Alright, I'll be waiting right outside," Faith said as she exited the shop.

Anon went to the washroom and started washing his hands. Suddenly, he noticed someone standing behind him.

Anon turned around and saw Jim's mother.

"Is there something wrong, ma'am?" Anon asked, looking puzzled.

"Sir, I'm a single mother who works in this restaurant with my son and daughter. I'm trying my best to keep this restaurant alive, and today you've given me something that will change our lives and the fate of this restaurant. I can't thank you enough. Please, do tell me if you have any work you want done in this area. I'll always be ready," Jim's mother said, bowing again. Her cleavage came into Anon's sight.

'Oh... I didn't notice this before, but she's stunning. Huge curvy breasts, a big bouncy ass, dark skin, thick thighs, and she's a milf. Hehehe...' Suddenly, many perverted thoughts filled Anon's mind.

Anon abruptly grabbed her hand and pulled her inside the washroom.

Thud

He closed the washroom door and pinned her to the wall.

"S-Sir... what are you-?" Jim's mother tried to speak but Anon stopped her immediately.

"Shhhhh.... What's your name?" Anon asked.

"H-Helga," she answered, gazing into Anon's eyes.

'Wow... he has this irresistible muscular scent in his body, and the power he used to pin me to the wall is also amazing. Not even my husband did this to me, while he was still alive.

I think I just felt something between my legs, are my panties getting wet ? Oh my god, what is he going to do next? Will he kiss me on the lips? Or blackmail me into having sex with him in exchange for the recipe?' Perverted thoughts started filling Helga's mind as well.

"Prepare the same set of ingredients in your room; I'll come back tonight and teach you how to make ice cream properly," Anon said.

"Huh...? I mean, okay. But why tonight?" Helga asked.

"Well, I'm going to teach you the naughtiest way of making ice cream and other recipes as well if you please me with your cooking and bed skills. Do you understand?" Anon asked with a smile.

"Y-Yes, sir. I'll be in my room," Helga said.

"Good, I'll go now. Keep the window to your room open," Anon said before exiting the washroom.

Anon made his way to the restaurant's exit and opened the gate.

"Hello, Luv. Did you miss me?" Anon said, looking at Faith walking around and waiting for him.

"You really take a long time to wash your hands," Faith said.

"I know, let's go," Anon said, picking her up into his arms once again.

Thud

Anon jumped and landed directly at the same window of Julia's Mansion where he had begun their date.

He put Faith down and looked at her with a smile.

"How did you like the date?" Anon asked.

"I think it was the best one hour of my life," Faith said with a smile.

"Oh, believe me, it's not. Have sex with me, and that will become the best hour of your life. Believe me again, it's a tested method," Anon suggested with a smile.

"You silly boy," Faith said as she kissed Anon on the lips and then pulled back.

"Just that?" Anon asked with a mischievous grin.

"Yeah, go and sleep now. You have a match tomorrow," Faith said.

"Okay," Anon replied, jumping down from the window and entering his room.

'Hehehe... I don't have any complaints. Obviously, I have other plans for tonight. Let's go and make some ice cream, shall we? Heheheheheheheeheheh....' Anon thought, an evil smile spreading across his face.