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Reincarnated with the Mind Control Powers in Another World.

Chapter 275 -275
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The carriage came to a sudden halt.

"We are here... Try to be quieter. The elves are not very talkative with another unfamiliar elf," Ron informed.

"I understand," Anon said.

"Let's go. I will go first, and you will be behind me," Ron instructed.

"Okay."

Both of them stepped out of the carriage and started walking toward the checkpoint gate of the elven kingdom.

"Sir, you forgot my fees," the carriage driver called out from behind.

"Ah, shit. Just wait a second," Ron said as he stopped and pulled out a pouch of coins from his pocket, then started searching for a bronze coin.

10 seconds passed, but he still kept looking...

"Ahahaha... Bronze coins are so hard to find among all these silver coins," he spoke as he tried to show off.

Anon looked at him and summoned a gold coin.

"Here, keep the change," Anon said as he threw the gold coin toward the carriage driver.

Both the carriage driver and Ron were shocked at this.

"W-What? S-Sir, I think you have given me the wrong coin. It's a gold coin," the carriage driver spoke as he held the coin with both of his hands.

"Wow, that's very nice of you to give it back. You are one nice carriage driver," Ron said as he took the coin from the carriage driver and gave it back to Anon.

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"...and you don't throw your money like that. Showing off is one thing, and losing money is another thing. So, be careful about what you throw next time," Ron taught Anon.

"Yeah, I am not wrong. Here, gift your family some new clothes and have a good dinner for once," Anon said as he threw the coin back to the driver.

"T-Thank you, Sir. I will never forget you. May I know your name, Great Sir?" The carriage driver asked.

"Phantom," Anon said as he smiled toward the carriage driver.

"I will remember that name, sir. Please call me if you need any other ride," the carriage driver said as he left.

"You really donated a gold coin to that carriage driver? Are you that rich? Even a king wouldn't do that," Ron asked.

"I am not a king, and that's the lowest coin I have in my pocket right now," Anon said as he started walking toward the main gates.

"Haha... Nice show-off. Are you saying you have a platinum coin in your pocket?" Ron asked.

Ching

Anon immediately summoned 5 platinum coins in his hands and de-summoned them.

"What the heck? Did you just summon 5 platinum coins?" Ron asked with wide eyes and a surprised expression.

"I told you," Anon spoke with a smile.

"Wow... You are one rich person," Ron spoke.

Both of them reached in front of the main gate, and two guards stopped them by crossing their spears.

"Show us your identities," the guards asked.

Anon was observing the gate of the elven kingdom carefully...

It was carved out of wood, and many ancient figures were drawn on it, depicting the legendary tales of the Elves.

"You, show us your identity," the guard asked Anon.

Anon didn't say anything and just showed them the identity card that Ron gave him.

The guard looked at the card and then looked at Anon for a brief moment.

"Name...?" The guard asked.I think you should take a look at

"Jule," Anon answered.

"Mother's Name...?" The guard asked.

'Oh no... I forgot to tell him that he needed to learn his details,' Ron thought in his mind.

"Hahaha... Sir, We are clear... Why don't you-" Ron tried to divert their attention.

"Oi, Shut up," the other guard shouted.

"Y-Yes..." Ron said as he got ready to run at any moment now.

"Hillary," Anon answered.

"Father's name?" The guard asked.

"Ian," Anon answered without any worries.

"State your purpose of leaving the city?" The guard asked as he gave the identity card back.

"I went out for academic purposes...." Anon answered.

"What purpose?" The guards asked.

"To conduct research on maple trees found in the human kingdom for the mid-term exams... I can show you the paperwork if you want?" Anon answered with the most confident expression an elf can ever make.

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"Okay, you can go." The guards immediately permitted them to go through.

Both of them crossed the gates and entered the city of elves.

Anon looked at the city of elves, and he was left shocked... The view was stunning.

It was as if he had entered a futuristic city. The houses were made out of wood and metal.

They were built in a very orderly pattern.

No random houses in the middle of a road or winding paths all over the city.

The roads were straight, and houses were built on the sides, properly.

They also left sidewalks for people to walk. On the sidewalks, there were lamps that illuminated using candles.

Ladies were playing with their kids, and gents were talking to each other on the side of a bar.

It was like a happy land; everyone was happy here. There was a positive energy in the air.

"Wow... This is one beautiful city," Anon said.

"No, it's just like the human kingdom. The deeper you go inside, the more depressing the environment gets.

Nobles live in the center of the city, even though we have no walls like you, but we know where we have to keep our distance.

You see that fountain... That represents the start of the second ring and the end of the first ring.

After that, only nobles live... Elf Nobles and Some Human Nobles too," Ron explained.

"Hmm... So you have the caste system too, huh?" Anon asked as he looked at the fountain.

"Yep, we were the ones who started that. You guys just copied us. Elves are distinguished by blood, the more old blood they have, the more royal-blooded they are.

And the more royal blood you have, the more efficiently magic you can use.

I don't know how you identify the royal blood in your kin," Ron explained.

"I am going to my house," Anon said as he left immediately.

"Yeah, bye. My job is also finished here," Ron said as he started walking his own way.