He Died and Receive an Overpowered Tyrant System

Infiltrating the Gustave's Dominion Part 1

"Wait! That's it? When can I start pouncing?"

Ernest didn't understand the last mission for seizing power, all he just knew was that it'll give him a copious amount of tyrant points that will definitely reshape the country to a full-pledge modern country. But all this time he has just been following the missions and completing them without fail.

[Generating answer…]

[At this point, the user must know when to strike after completing five main missions. Giving the user advice, don't rely too much on the system. As a player of kingdom-building games, you should know how to strike an enemy when they are at their vulnerable state.] The system stated flatly.

"Hmm...good point, I shouldn't always rely on a system because I have brains right?" Ernest said.

[You are above average, you should be able to figure out when to strike as the system already gave you examples taken from your real world.]

"Okay, fine, I'll figure it out on my own."

Ernest dismissed the system as he grabbed the glass of wine on the table and walked towards the french window, peering down to the bustling street of Eighbury.

Ernest took a sip on his wine, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

"I hope the covert operation in the City of Elm would go well."

…

It had been a month and two weeks now since the UNSP took over the City of Eighbury. Mike, Jasper, and Saiki Aika, for their part, had just made it into the Gustave Domain. The muddy road on the footpaths crunched pleasantly under their feet. Up ahead, they could make out a small village. Saiki suggested they find lodging there, Mike and Jasper who had just successfully hidden their wagon with barks and grass readily agreed.

In order to disguise themselves as travelers, the Protection Squadron removed their military uniforms and hid them in the wagon, the M9 Beretta that serves as their weapon was affixed to their waist.

It was only just past noon, but in order to sneak past the checkpoint, they'd spent the previous day sleeping in the chilly forest. It was doing a number on their stamina.

From where they stood, the village looked like it couldn't possibly have more than a hundred residents. It might not have had proper inns, but for some coin, the two could likely guarantee a room of some kind over their heads, at least. With that thought carrying them forward, Saiki, Mike, and Jasper made their way onward. Eventually.

"No f*****g way…"

"What is this place…?"

Arriving at the village, they couldn't believe their eyes.

"Th-This is...nuts. And this is just a little farming village?"

"Merely by crossing the border, it's like we stepped into a whole another world…"

They knew about all the commoners who'd tried to flee from the region, so the two of them had envisioned the Gustave domain as some sort of awful hellscape. Sure, they'd heard it was the most beautiful place in the whole kingdom, but it was only assumed that it only held true for the big cities. They'd expected the smaller villages to be ruins filled with worn-down farmhouses. However, the assumption stood in stark contrast with the scene before them.

There wasn't a speck of dirt anywhere to be seen, and all the farmhouses were covered in pastel coats so bright, it seemed as though they'd just been painted.

Furthermore, the streets were all neatly paved with milky-white stone brick, and street lamps were installed at regular intervals. To top it all off, the town square was adorned with an intricately carved fountain.

The two travelers were dumbstruck.

"This is unreal. Jas-Jasper...I mean, look! All the houses have glass windows!"

"Yeah, and they even have a fountain...Who knows how much that must have cost…?"

It was like being in a sort of high-society garden. Yet, in spite of that, it was just a common farming village. The splendor of the buildings wasn't the only impressive thing about the town, either. As they wandered about gawking at their surroundings, the passing villagers all called out to them.

"Good day!"

"Good day! It's nice weather today, no?"

"Good day! Welcome to the Yutia Village!"

Each villager bore a sociable smile and offered the three cheery greetings. The people were just as amiable as the scenery was pleasant. More than just smiles and welcoming attitudes, their clothes were nice, too.

These weren't the bundles of cloth the villages in the Gustav Domain wore to stave off the cold. No, these were colorful, well-coordinated outfits and dresses. The fabric wasn't just plain linen, either. It was adorned with lace and gold trim. Nothing too outlandish but still was nothing peasants should have been able to afford. In fact, not even nobles would own items like that unless they were dedicated fashionistas.

"They still seem like commoners, but it looks like they've got it pretty good here."

"Yeah. So it does…"

The two Protection Squadron let out an amazed remark about the Gustave domain's unexpected wealth. It could even rival the current way of life in the City of Eighbury.

Then they heard a voice.

"Look, we have guests! Aida, over here!"

An elderly human man called after a young werebeast woman and a girl of about ten, both with bear-like ears.

"Good day, travelers!"

"Good day!"

The woman and girl both offered the Protection Squadron and Saiki small bows. Other villagers had passed them by and gone on their way, but these three stopped to greet them. The three weary travelers stopped in turn and returned a greeting.

"Good day to you, too. I gotta say, you're all friendly here." Mike said.

"As a small rural village, we don't have much to offer visitors, so the least we can give them is hospitality." The young woman smiled as she made the jest, then gave them her name. "Oh, I should introduce myself. I'm Aida, and here is my daughter, Amelia.

"These two run the town's inn. The sun'll be setting soon, and the next town over's a fair bit away. Why don't you stay the night at their place? You're the only customers today, so all the rooms are open." It appeared the old man had gone and summoned the proprietor of the local lodgings for them.

"Wow, thanks for the help! Staying at an inn was our plan all along, so you saved us the trouble of having to look for one."

"Oh, is that so? Well, so glad to be of help." The toothy grin the elderly human flashed them was oddly white and shiny. When Mike looked, she could tell his teeth were artificial. They seemed to be carved from ivory or the like. As far as he knew, it was expensive jewels or as valuable as jewels. Mike is having kind of a doubt in this city.

How was this tiny village able to sustain such a high standard of living? As questions swirled through Mike's mind, young Amelia happily called out to her.

"Hey, mister, who's this girl?

"This girl is our adoptive little sister. She is timid and shy so she doesn't talk a lot." Jasper said.

"Yeah, she has always been this silent," Mike added.

"I see, well, sir, do you have talents? We offer free food and lodging to those who can entertain us!" Amelia enthusiastically said.

"What do you say? Would you be so kind as to show us your stuff? There's no fieldwork to be done this time of year, and we don't get too many merchants, either. Most of us are bored sick. If you put on a show for us, we can repay you with food and booze!"

"Are you sure?" Jasper asked.

"Oh, please do. My daughter would love it, too. I'd be happy to let you stay the night for free in exchange."

Had they just offered free room and board? Jasper and Mike gleefully accepted.

"You guys drive a hard bargain, but sure, we'll do it! Right, Jasper? Well, we are the only two that have talent. Our little sister doesn't possess one. Will that be okay?"

"Of course sir!"

"Okay! Everyone, make preparation for a feast!"

"You got it! Today's gonna be great!"

And thus, the two of them ended up trading a display for their talents in exchange for free food and a place to sleep for the night. The part about them being performers is their innate abilities, so they possessed specialized skills.

Jasper elected a juggle some borrowed pottery while balancing atop a ball, which Mike showed off his masterful archery by performing tricks such as shooting a snowball of his companion's head. Both were met with hearty applause from the villagers. The young Amelia was especially enthusiastic, hopping up and down and clapping so hard that Jasper and Mike were worried the girl was going to hurt her hands.

As thanks for their performance, the villagers threw them a lavish feast. There were meat skewers dripping with juices, stew full of hearty sustenance, and plenty of sweet beer to go around.

At the villagers' urging, Mike downed tankard after tankard of the drink. Before long, he noticed his head feeling fuzzy and his body feeling hot. It went down so easy, the young man hadn't noticed it at first, but the beer must have been fairly strong. The smiling villagers praised them for their skills and refilled their steins.

It was unclear if Jasper realized it was alcoholic or not, but the atmosphere being lively, he was gulping the stuff down like there was no tomorrow. Mike, swept up by the mood, emptied his own mug in kind. Saiki on the other hand just gnawed her kiddie meals. By the time the sun started setting, the two of them were well and truly plastered.