3 Ding Ding System

***Ding: Hate detected. Activating punishment and mission mode.****

"Who said that? Punishment? So I was right, this is an illusion torture method of Hell." Hitler looked around.

"My prince. Is something wrong?" The White Beard questioned. He was stupefied by the prince's mumblings. He even spoke gibberish.

***Ding: You used Hate in your words. Starting punishment. Commencing random draw***

This time Hitler realized it was no one else but something in his mind that is making this weird noise. Soon he was stuck with realization, it could a hell spirit tasked with messing him. But why does it have this mechanical voice?

'Before you start whatever Bullshit drawing tell me what the fuck I am going through.' Hitler questioned back angrily in his mind.

***Ding: System finds the request reasonable. Pausing random draw. Starting integration of memory.***

'Memory? What memory?'

As he pondered, memories suddenly came flooding back to him, and the answer to his question abruptly appeared in front of him. Hitler's memories to be exact Roland's memories appeared, almost as if they'd suddenly been turned on and he realized the cause of the situation, and the answer to his question, at almost the same time.

She was a 'witch'.

Witches had degenerated after falling to the temptation of the Devil and are now the incarnation of impurity.

"Your Highness?" 'White Beard' urged cautiously.

Hitler glanced at the old man. Ohhh, actually, he's called Barov. He's the Assistant Minister of Finance and was sent here to assist me with government affairs.

"Haha. Looks like I am back. My people of Germany. I missed you all." Hitler who rejoiced for a moment that he got back to Earth got struck by another realization.

That he was not on Earth. He was in some other Goddamn place.

As for himself, He is the Fourth Prince of the Kingdom of Graycastle, named Roland, and He is in charge of this place called Border Town. It was residents who caught and arrested the witch, and immediately brought her to the police station—no, it was the court of justice. The warrant to execute the witch would typically have been issued by the local lord or bishop, which, in this case, would mean me.

His memory answered every question he had indiscriminately. It was as though this bout of memories was derived from his personal experiences. This confused him. What's the purpose of this illusion then? Is this real? Could it be that I have traveled back in time to the dark ages of medieval Europe and became Roland?

Hitler soon got rid of these thoughts. The weird names itself proved it is not the typical Earth he knew from history.

Albeit this piece of territory seems barren and backward, and he had never seen the name 'Kingdom of Graycastle' in any history book. He did not recognize the language but he could understand and speak it.

Well, what should I do next?

Did his punishment ended and he got a chance to reincarnate. Hitler could not help shed a drop of tear thinking of this possibility.

Right now, he needs to end this circus.

***Ding: Starting 1st mission. Make a decision. Right one gives you a big reward, the wrong one will give you heavy punishment.***

'What's wrong with this stupid Ding? It's annoying.'

Of course, the answer is simple. Witch. BURN THEM. That was how it used to be for centuries.

You ask a Christian who hates Christianity like him what to do with witches. This was ridiculous. But Hitler stopped his impulses because he sensed the required right answer from the system's response from the 'J' word. In fact, he was deeply interested in occult culture.

It was common to assign the blame for disasters and misfortune to these pitiful witches, but he could not accept that they had to be executed as well to satisfy the dark desires of the audience. He did this a lot during his reign before. After all, most accused witches were innocents or idiots with mental problems who pretends to be a witch. He guessed the system wanted him to not punish a person blatantly.

So against his URGE to yell "BURN, BURN, KILL," Hitler decided to take time and think about it.

He snatched the formal written orders from Barov's hands, tossed them on the ground, stretched his arms and said languidly, "I'm tired. The judgment shall be postponed to another day. The court's dismissed!"

Hitler did not act recklessly or without thought. Instead, this was in accordance with his memory's detailed recollection of the way that the prince behaved, and all he did was reenacting their willful manner. The Fourth Prince, Roland, was indeed this screwed up and abominable and did whatever he wanted. Certainly, it was impossible for a twenty-something unruly prince to be well-cultivated like a Great Leader like himself.

The members of the noble who sat with him seemed unsurprised, but a tall man wearing a suit of armor stood up and argued. "Your Highness, this isn't a joke! All witches should be put to death immediately upon being identified, or else, what can we do if other witches attempt to save her? The Church will get involved if they know of this."

"Carter Lannis. This handsome man is my Chief Knight." Hitler frowned 'Why are people more handsome than me working beside me.?' He hated handsome people near him since they diminish his halo.

"Are you scared?" His voice, which was full of blatant mockery, sounded natural.

"How could a man, whose arms were thicker than a normal person's body, be worried about witches breaking into our prison? Does he really think that witches are the mouthpiece of the Devil?" "Won't it be better to catch a few more witches?"

As Carter remained silent, Hitler signaled to his personal guards and left.

***DIng: Mission paused***

Carter pondered for a moment before he decided to catch up with the guards and walked beside Prince Roland. The other nobles stood up and paid their respects to the prince, but Hitler could see the disdain and contempt in their eyes.

'Fuck you all. Dare to look at this Führer with disdain, when I get my thoughts together, I will get all you bastards executed.'

***Ding: Hate with an extreme evil thought detected. Increasing the difficulty of Random Punishment Draw to the extreme.***

"FUUUUCCCCCCCCCK you Ding." Hitler roared loudly.

All the nobles and guards stared with an open mouth at the Prince because of his absurd yell.