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."