Reincarnated with the Mind Control Powers in Another World.



Denver House of Justice...

Great Mother's Room...

"Where is my baby son, Ren?" the Great Mother demanded, her grip tightening on the collar of one of the knights.

"G-Great Mother, we just received a message from Master Ren. It reads, 'I will be away for a week. Do not attempt to contact me or search for me. I will return in one week or possibly sooner. Love, Mother,'" the knight relayed, his voice laced with concern for the Great Mother's well-being.

"Oh, my baby. What are you doing out in the wilderness? There are too many monsters outside," the Great Mother lamented, her face filled with a mix of maternal love and worry.

"Great Mother, the soldiers are prepared," a knight reported as he entered the room, bowing respectfully.

"Very well. May the gods be with us," the Great Mother said with a hint of determination, her voice carrying the weight of responsibility.

The illustrious Great Mother, a beacon of purity and authority, draped herself in a resplendent robe that exuded pristine whiteness from its top to its flowing hem. Adorned with a prominent cross at its center, the fabric was so delicately thin that it hinted at the curves of her ample bosom, accentuating her every contour with a subtle allure. As she led the procession, her regal figure captivated the knights who accompanied her, their eyes unable to resist stealing glances filled with desire and longing.

Engrossed in their own private conversation, two knights exchanged hushed words in their attempt to decipher the Great Mother's status. "Yo, do you think the Great Mother is still a virgin?" one of the knights quizzically posed to his companion.

With a scoff of disbelief, the other knight swiftly retorted, "You daft fool! How do you think Master Ren came into this world? Clearly, she is not."

Realizing the folly of his question, the first knight sought clarification, "Ah, I see. But have you ever seen his father?"

"Alas, his father met a valiant end on the battlefield, my friend," the second knight solemnly revealed, hoping to put an end to the line of inquiry.

Nonetheless, the first knight, seemingly unable to resist the temptation, continued, "True, but her allure and captivating curves are still undeniable."

"Indeed, they are. If granted just a single night alone with the Great Mother, I would willingly devote my life to prayers," the second knight mused, caught in a daydream of desire.

However, their conversation came to an abrupt halt as a female knight, walking silently behind them, interjected. "Oi, there's a lady right behind you. Can you not speak with such indiscretion?"

Taken aback by her presence, the first knight blurted out, "You are a lady?"

With a tone of exasperation, the female knight responded, "Of course, what kind of question is that?"

The first knight, undeterred, attempted to make a lighthearted observation, pointing at her chest, "Well, I don't see any breasts here, only a plain landscape. I daresay you possess the visage of a girl but the physique of a boy."I think you should take a look at

Chuckling in agreement, the second knight joined in, "He's got a point."

Seething with anger, the female knight, Olivia, unleashed a swift reprimand, "You insolent fools..."

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Before Olivia could utter another word, the Great Mother, aware of the disturbance, turned back to face the three knights. Her gaze penetrated their very souls as she inquired, "Is something the matter?"

Witnessing the Great Mother's piercing gaze, the two knights hurriedly adjusted their helmets, attempting to regain composure. "Everything is in order, Great Mother. Please proceed," Olivia reassured, her voice now steady and respectful.

Without a word, the Great Mother resumed her steady march toward the grand hall, ascending the stage with a regal grace. As her presence filled the room, every knight in attendance, numbering over ten thousand, knelt in unison, their armor resplendent in polished silver plates, each cape bearing a bold, symbolic cross.

In response to the Great Mother's arrival, the hall seemed to tremble momentarily, the collective weight of their devotion manifesting in a tangible shudder. As she commanded them to rise, the knights obeyed, standing tall and resolute, their unwavering dedication evident.

"Stand up all of you."

Addressing her loyal knights, the Great Mother's voice thundered with unwavering determination, "You, my elite knights of House Denver, have remained faithful to God, and He has protected your families from harm until this day. But now, He calls upon me to safeguard His sacred domain from the unholy creatures that approach from the depths of the Nightmare Forest."

With each word, her voice resonated with fervor and righteousness, carrying a resolute determination that stirred the hearts of all who listened. "Shall I answer God's call? Shall I vow that we shall fight until the bitter end, protecting His home without a single falter? Shall I declare, in my name, that no knight shall fall until every last abomination is vanquished?"

A resounding affirmation echoed through the hall, as each knight drew their swords and pointed them upward, their voices raised in unison, "Yes, ma'am!"

The very foundations of the chamber seemed to tremble as the knights declared their unwavering commitment to the Creator, their collective battle cry reverberating with an otherworldly power. The Great Mother, eyes ablaze with fervor, repeated her command, seeking an even greater response, "I cannot hear you, soldiers! Are you prepared to serve the Creator? Or will you perish in vain?"

The chamber erupted in an overwhelming roar, a proclamation of unyielding loyalty. "WE WILL SERVE THE GOD, MA'AM!"

A surge of energy coursed through the hall, tangible vibrations causing the very walls to tremble. The Great Mother acknowledged their unwavering commitment with a serene smile as she raised her hand and a bright light came out of it. "May the gods bestow their blessings upon each and every one of you."

In the midst of the fervor, two knights who had been part of the Great Mother's escort party whispered their disapproval. "And that, my friends, is how you brainwash unwavering loyalty in thousands of soldiers, even without qny reason," one knight remarked sarcastically.

His companion chimed in, "Indeed, a simple spell called 'Light' can have such a profound effect, masquerading as divine blessing."

Their words were cut short as Olivia swiftly intervened, striking both knights on their heads with her gauntlet-clad hand, ensuring their silence and respect.