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Capítulo 11: Title unlocked: The One who Molests

When Roland's personal maid. Tyre, entered his room the next morning, she saw something that baffled her.

The prince was lying on the bed in a peculiar way.

His body was positioned in a mountain shape as his ass pointed upwards. His head turned left, acting as a stand to hold the weight of his upper torso.

Initially, Tyre got scared thinking that the prince twisted his neck. But on closer observation, it appeared like he slept while kowtowing.

"My Prince. It's morning." Tyre's gentle voice didn't get any result.

"Prince."

"Hey, Prince."

"Getup prince."

Tyre got impatient. She poked the prince's mountain top with her finger.

"PRINCE."

"Shhh," Hitler grunted but the damage was already done as his mountain lost balance as he swayed before crashing down from the bed.

"Aaaaah," he convulsed in pain as he woke up.

Seeing his maid, Tyre, with her finger pointed towards him and the reemergence of pain in his 'you know where' gave him ideas of what could have happened.

"You...you tried to finger in my...my...HOW DARE YOU?" Hitler fumed.

Trye scared out of her wits tried to explain "But."

"That's right. Butt." Interrupted Hitler. "You have the audacity to try butt finger me."

The night was so painful for him that he barely endured with the mental fortitude he gained from years of torture in hell. But the physical body was not capable of such endurance as he fell asleep tired.

His 'you know where' area became so sensitive that he couldn't sleep in exhaustion either. So that was why he somehow managed to lift the part up and find a laying position before falling asleep.

As his pain subsided, Hitler also calmed down. He realized that it's not in his best interest to scare this maid. She could be useful to him later.

Tyre's moistened eyes indicated to Hitler that the start of the natural weapon of women will begin.

"I forgive you." Hitler hurriedly said. "Don't repeat this."

Tyre surprised by the sudden change of tone but recovered quickly to wipe her ready to flow tears. She then bowed, "Thank you for your mercy."

Hitler thoughts became much clearer once he calmed down. He still hadn't integrated with the body owner's memories properly.

'The original prince, Roland, did do things with this maid. No wonder she acted like this.' Hitler contemplated.

"You like doing it with me. Don't you?" With a naughty smile, Hitler enquired.

Tyre flustered when she heard the words. "No...But..."

"That's right. No BUTT. At least not mine."

Tyre confusedly looked at him as if she had no idea why the prince was acting strange.

Hitler felt excited. He had a body now which he could do fun things again. It's been a long time since he enjoyed anything.

'That's right. I forgot.' Hitler immediately put his hand inside and searched for his balls.

"Your Highness." Tyre's eyes opened wide as this action surprised her.

"Hahaha. I have both of them. I have both of them."

He couldn't forgive how he lived with just one of them his entire adulthood. He lost one during a war accident and lived an incomplete life thereafter. Now he became a perfect man again.

Realizing that he could put it off no longer, he groped the maid's behind twice—as he recalled it was customary of the original Roland to do so. His excitement reached a peak as he was finally doing an act like this after a near century,

***Ding: Congratulations host. You unlocked titles.***

'Titles? Interesting.'

***Ding: You unlocked a new title: The One who Molests.***

"What?" Hitler exclaimed. "Molest?"

***Ding: Laying hands on another without consent. Verdict - guilty. Sending punishment request to Assbuster.***

"NOOO. Not again."

He saw Tyre's face flush a bright red as she walked out the door.

His face flushed bright red as well.

But it was due to fu-king pain.

"She started it. She molested me first. You are partial."

Damn you. System.

Damn you. Worm.

****

For a period of time, Hitler locked himself in his room as he thoroughly reviewed the memories of this new world.

Roland was repeatedly reminded by Tyre, that Assistant Minister Barov wanted to see him.

Because of his strong desire to live on, Hitler fully suppressed his fear and pain caused by the Assbuster. He was fully aware that he needed to acquire more information as soon as possible to take over this world. He was unable to recall any information of value, although he had some general knowledge such as city names, and the years of significant events, they were completely different from the history of Europe that he knew previously.

"Hisss." He tried to sit unconsciously, but the pain made him jolt. He laid face down on the bed and continued his thoughts.

Roland had absolutely no chance of obtaining the throne. Perhaps the King of Graycastle himself was aware of this, and because of that, he sent him here.

Roland's eldest brother, the First Prince, was a great fighter.

His second brother was sinister and scheming, his third sister was aggressive and savage, and his fifth sister was extremely smart.

He knew nothing about the extent of their power, their subordinate officers, or their skills and talents even after living with them for a decade.

'This prince was simply a waste.' Hitler sighed.

Just three months into his leadership of Border Town, the noble had already stopped concealing their disdain and contempt towards him. It was evident that the Fourth Prince wasn't cut out to be a leader.

Fortunately, when he left King's City, he was accompanied by two assistants—one for civil issues, and one for military issues—who were provided by the king, or else it would have been a much bigger mess.

"Such a ruined state. Reminds me of post-WW1 Germany. Hehe, the world is yet to see the greatness of this Fuhrer. But now the fourth prince will become the Greatest ruler of this world. Of course, its because his body is occupied by the Great Fuhrer. Hehe."


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Hitler is believed to have only one testicle. lol.

Double meaning parts here.

Comment somewhere if you like this crappy work of mine.

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Thank You.

Capítulo 12: 'No Sit' day

What Hitler needed the most was information. Knowing about oneself and one's enemies were essential in winning. If he had known properly, he wouldn't have committed the blunder of invading the fortress, Russia, which even Napoleon got fucked up with. He had only some information, and that failure was the result of his overconfidence.

Hitler finally got up from the bed. His ass felt full of pain, but he didn't want that to pull him down.

'It's for a new beginning,' he sighed.

He walked in front of the mirror. The mirror in his room was some polished metal alloy. He looked at his reflection, or Prince Roland's reflection to be precise, and a smile blossomed in his face.

Hitler had ignored the waiting Barov for a while now. He should better go out and get the information he needed from this trusted subordinate of his.

Hitler shut himself for a long time that he wanted to take a good shower. He wanted to change his current clothes too. After finding a pair of clothes from his gigantic room, he prepared to change.

"Your Highness, do you want me to bring your breakfast to your room." Came Tyre's voice from the door startling the naked Hitler.

"Noo. Don.." before he finished the door was opened and Trye peaked inside.

"GET OUT. GET OUT NOW." Hitler panicked and yelled. Tyre got scared out of mind due to his yell and immediately got out.

Hitler only calmed down when the scared maid shut the door.

"Fuuu."

Hitler was always afraid of being seen naked. He feared others teasing him. Other than the tragic fact that he had just one testicle, but he was also born with a micropenis. Losing one of his testicles was like a nail in the coffin for Hitler, who already suffers from another big issue.

Roland's body not only gave him a second chance but also get rid of his main physical trauma as well. Maybe this inferiority complex was what that led Hitler to be hungry for power and eager to display his authority and strength to other people.

But as Roland, he had no such problems. It was just his old habit that led him to react this way.

As he didn't go out for breakfast, his maid came to inquire whether she should bring the food to his room. It wasn't a big crime, but he just reacted based on his post-trauma. In fact, she should be rewarded. How can he forget about food? He didn't have an opportunity to taste food for decades and the thought of fresh food itself made him excited.

Tyre made one big mistake.

'She came in without knocking. That shouldn't be encouraged.'

"Trye. I will come." Hitler said. "Next time knock before you come in. Otherwise..."

"Yes, your highness," replied Trye behind the door.

He quickly finished changing and finally went out of his room without knowing that he became a Legend in Border Town overnight.

**********

Barov was waiting restlessly in the drawing room. The moment Roland appeared, he immediately hurried towards him and asked, "Your Highness, why didn't you order the execution yesterday?"

It was in line with his memory that the Chief Knight preferred to ask questions in front of other people, while the Assistant Minister usually chose to talk in private. In any case, he could trust both of them to be loyal to him, even though they probably did so as part of their duty to the king.

"Yesterday or today, what's the difference?" Hitler said as he clapped his hands to order the servants to bring breakfast in. "Have a seat and let's talk."

Soon he regretted his words.

"Aaaaah" Hitler sitting and him jumping up screaming didn't even take a second of time making the Minister Barov baffled.

"Your Highness. Are you fine?" Barov asked with concern. "Is something wrong with the chair."

"Nothing. I am fine. It's just I forgot something." Hitler said while twitching. He would rather die than let others know that his 'you know where' was in pain. It's embarrassing.

"Forgot what?" Barov questioned while suspiciously observing the weirdly shaking Prince.

"Forgot...haha...forgot." Hitler sweated. This Minister was clever and he couldn't find a good excuse.

Hitler knew it was not wise to take his time to think of a lie, so he made up something that immediately came to his mind. "I forgot that it's the 'No Sit' day."

Before giving the Minister a chance to question Hitler continued. "It's a special custom the royal prince practice occasionally. It tests our attentiveness and determination."

"Is that so?" Barov seemed unconvinced.

"What? You have any problem with me not sitting?"

"No...Not at all." Barov immediately said.

"Then. That solves it." Hitler smiled, happy to see his idea worked.

Barov smiled too.

But only Barov and me, this AngryGod, knows how unhappy he was on the inside despite not showing it on the face.

'Your Goddamn customs. I have never heard of such customs all the time I worked for your father, the King. How can I sit if you are standing?'


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AngryGod AngryGod

A short chap...

Thanks for your comments...It is really nice to see one. I am sorry about the irregular release.

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