He Died and Receive an Overpowered Tyrant System

An Unexpected Revelation

While heading towards the cell where the werebeast were locked up, Louis Nicholas gave him a brief deliberation about what they found in the girl.

"Since she was unconscious when the Protection Squadron took her, they conducted a search on her clothes and found something that might interest you. There are two things." Nicholas raised two of his finger, "The collar of enslavement and handkerchief that has an insignia of UNSP embroidered on it."

"Handkerchief?" Ernest frowned, they are getting closer and closer to the cell where the werebeast were locked up. He'll soon find it out anyway.

In the front of the cell that is only lit up by a torch, Ernest peered down at the assassin that gave him a headache during their fight.

The werebeast that could sense and nimbly evade bullets, agile as wind, and very swift to outrun his vision. Now she's here, restrained. Her hands and her feet were tied by a chain. As he scanned her more, he found a collar Louis Nicholas was talking about around her neck; she was still unconscious.

"What do we know about her?" Ernest asked.

"First and foremost, she is not in our records so she is not from here. Second, while she is in that state, she seems to be muttering a foreign language, third she is carrying this."

Nicholas handed him a piece of cloth that resembled something similar...He remembered.

"I think I know who send her to kill me." Ernest declared calmly. "I knew it."

"Who is that Volksfuhrer?" Nicholas asked.

"It's Peter, the ambassador of the City of Elm under Gustave's dominion. I thought we could buy his loyalty with money but it seems like his ambition is more than money." Ernest stated, "Hmm, well it is to be expected, you can't trust anyone beyond the city borders so let's just focus on what we have in front of us." Ernest shifted his eyes to the werebeast before him.

"This thing? The collar of enslavement, what is this?" Ernest asked as he had squatted down until his face was level with the werebeast and looked into her unconscious face.

"The collar of enslavement. Is a type of magic item used on slaves and criminals, a magic item that controls the free will of the wearer. When the wearer received an order from a registered owner, they would feel greatly inclined to follow that order. On top of that, if they resisted the order too strongly, the registered owner could chant a certain spell to cast extreme pain on the wearer." Nicholas explained to him fluidly.

"So this little girl who has an ability to kill me through assassination is nothing but a mere slave?" Ernest glanced at Nicholas.

"Yes, Volksfuhrer. It is an effective tool for prisoners, slaves, and criminals." Nicholas confirmed.

Nicholas added more information about the Collar of Enslavement, Ernest listened.

"That's how it is."

So that's how it is.

Slaves were seen as property that could be owned. They had no human rights and could be treated as objects without resistance, no matter what they thought inside their hearts. That was what slaves were, and the Collar of Enslavement existed to supplement that.

This werefox girl, who had just tried to kill Ernest, was wearing such a

collar, unmistakably making her the slave of someone else. She had probably been raised as an assassin and ordered to kill Ernest by her registered owner.

As long as she had the Collar of Enslavement on, she would continue her attempts to kill Ernest. If she didn't, she would have to suffer erratic shocks of pain throughout her body.

So it was like a curse. To both the girl and to Ernest.

There weren't many options to escape that curse, either: the fastest option would be to kill her, but Ernest had never killed a child before. He can kill the five assassins that are currently getting flogged by but a girl whose freedom and will are controlled. It's another story.

Unable to hide his annoyance, Ernest let out a heavy sigh.

After several moments of hesitation, he placed his hand against the girl's neck.

"How can we remove this collar?" Ernest asked.

"To remove the collar. We'll need a magician that has a dispel spell. We only have one in the city, would you like me to call her here?"

Dispel spell huh? Ernest sighed, he is really in the fantasy world filled with magic.

He wanted to remove the collar so that the werebeast wouldn't have any more murderous intent gleaming in her eyes when she woke up in a matter of time.

He is being too lenient with her as she holds important information. Even if he knew the one who ordered, he'll have to validate it with the werebeast.

Ernest ordered Nicholas to get the magician to dispel the effect of the Collar of Enslavement. As soon as the magician arrived, she immediately performed dispel magic and the collar around her neck dropped to the ground, creating a clanging sound.

The magician was escorted outside as soon as she fulfilled her duty. Ernest stood up, grabbed a bucket of water, and splashed it onto her, waking her up.

"Hey. Wake up."

"Ngh...uhh.."

After a few splashes, the girl's body gave a twitch. Not long after, she blinked her eyes open. Then, seeing Ernest's figure in her field of vision, she tried to get up in a panic, but soon realized she was restrained.

After a bit of struggling, she came to accept the fact that her movements

had been completely constrained, and she cowered in resignation. She looked up at Ernest with wary eyes.

"It seems like you understand the situation now. If you don't want to die, don't thrash around as you did before. Okay?" Ernest decided to intimidate her a little with a threat, but fear filled the girl's eyes."

"...If I don't... thrash... you won't... kill?"

"That depends on how cooperative you are when I begin asking you questions. You were ordered to come to kill me, right? Is the man who gave you this handkerchief the one who sent you to kill me?" Ernest showed her the handkerchief.

The girl fell silent at Ernest's question. She had probably been under strict orders to never act in a harmful way toward her master. Breaking that order would have resulted in extreme pain gnawing away at her body, making her instinctively want to avoid speaking, even though Ernest had already removed her collar.

Ernest seems to realize what she's going into, so he grabbed the collar lying in the floor and showed it to her.

"Hey. Do you know what this is?"

Ernest held the Collar of Enslavement up for her to see the same collar she had been wearing moments ago.

"A c-collar...?!"

The girl gave a confused reply, immediately followed by a gasp. Her eyes widened. She desperately wriggled her body under her restraints to check for the sensation of the collar. Eventually, she realized that the sensation of something that should've been there was missing.

"It's... gone... The collar... is gone? But... why?" The girl blinked her eyes in utter astonishment. After a moment, she snapped back to herself with a gasp, then struggled to check the presence of the collar once more…

"Eh... eh... hic... hic...hic...Waaaaah!"

Then burst into violent tears.

"Hey…" Ernest found himself at a loss before the girl's flood of tears. All he knew was that the Collar of Enslavement must have weighed heavily on her. With a sigh, Ernest decided to let the girl cry all she wanted for now.

He glanced at Nicholas discussing another topic.

"Obergruppenführer, I thought that he was speaking a foreign language? But she seems to be speaking the same language as I am."

"As I've mentioned to you Volksfuhrer, she was speaking a different language in her sleep. I'm a polyglot and I speak a lot of languages but I've never heard anything about her dialect."

Ernest sighed as he turned to see the girl. It was just a topic that intrigued him. She seemed to be finished crying.

"Are you done?" Ernest asked as her cries finally startled to settle down. The girl flinched and worriedly looked up at him.

"The collar is gone now, so you can answer my question freely, right? Who ordered you to come and kill me? Was it the man who gave you this handkerchief?"

The girl didn't respond right away to Ernest's question. She glanced around at her surroundings and sniffed the air.

"I don't know what you're so wary of, but it's only you and us in this room. You can rest easy, as long as you give me the answer I'll assure you no harm will befall you."

Ernest said, making the girl's body shake once again. Eventually, she opened her mouth.

"I-I... d-don't know the name... of my master... He never... told it... to

me...But...he...was...the...one...who...gave...me...that...handkerchief...to...track...you."

"So it was Peter," Ernest confirmed. Seeing his reaction, Nicholas prepared to leave.

"It seems that we're done here." Ernest stood up as he removed the dust on his sleeves by wiping it away with his hand.

"What...will...happen...to...me?" The girl asked, her body trembling from the coldness of the chains binding her limbs. For her, it was traumatizing.

"You'll be sentenced to five years in prison. You may be a slave who's been compelled to kill me but I can't let you go just for that. You threatened the life of the supreme leader, which is me and the people got angry and demanded you to be punished. Which I will do even without them saying it."

"Don't get involved." Ernest said to himself inwardly, "Even if she's a child, she's still a threat to me. I must ensure that she'll remain here and repent to her sins."

As he turned coldly to his heels, preparing to leave, the girl once more broke into tears.

"I don't want this...anymore...I want to go home!" She whined in a completely foreign language.

Ernest's eyes widened...could that be.

"That's it! Volksfuhrer, that's the language I've been talking to you about." Nicholas declared.

Ernest turned around with a hardened expression, he listened to the girl's whine once more to confirm.

"Save me!!... Mama...Papa…I..want to go home! I want to go back to Tokyo!"

Ernest's eyes widened. He now knew the reason why Nicholas couldn't identify her language is that it didn't exist here, rather it existed from another world, Ernest's world particularly.

"Change of plans...take her away," Ernest ordered, his chest tightened at the sudden revelation.

"But sir...didn't you just sentence her?" Nicholas asked.

"Just do it…what you just said about her earlier is right...this girl...is...a...special case."