Can Someone Please Explain This Situation

After finishing the rewards for the Secret Service Division and the actual squad - oh, I've already forgotten the name of the squad, but, ma'am, come on - there were no individual rewards later. It just feels like a circular like 'What kind of reward does O-O give?' This is in order of grades...... is it in order of contribution?

In the midst of the continuing awards that will be described as hard,

"How does this reward determine?

This is my father-in-law in trouble. I gently ear to my neighbour's father-in-law.

"That's the contribution of the operation and the actual battle. Operations knows how the troops are moving and what happened. And it will also be reported to the Royal Palace military conference."

"Really?"

My father-in-law told me softly. Oh, that's why your sisters were busy traveling back and forth with Wang Du.

The closing words came from the Chancellor: 'Roll it!!' Whether the instructions flew or because later events were pushing, it was closed lightly. It has already been quite some time since the opening of the meeting, so I honestly relieved myself that I am not left with the energy to listen to the long speech again, and I just want to leave some leeway for this later event (shake).

Once the royals exited, the air in the large hall, which had been quiet until then, was felt loose in an instant.

This is a venue that gets noisy on purpose as soon as possible.

"Huh, it's over."

When I move a body that I didn't even know was powerful, it's buzzing everywhere. I was shaking my head and relaxing my neck.

"Heh heh, only luncheon after that. Good luck, Vee!

It's me who gave it back to me hah in my mother-in-law's words.

Luncheon!! You said it was also a feast! Royal Palace Meals = Gastronomy!!

"Mon."

"What's going on?

"Oh, no! It's nothing, ho ho ho ho."

The voice of my heart came out of my mouth not much of a shock.

Shit. It's a pinch!

A royal palace meal means gastronomy just like or more than the Duke's house...... Oh, I can imagine myself in a few minutes. There's a diagram of me being hit by gastronomy and suffering...!! No -!!

I can't wait to fall over in the food and make a scene, not to mention, as always, it's outside the cook with suspicious eyes (hygiene and poison), and oh already, what shall we do?

... No, wait for me. Easy, me.

On second thought, Dahlia didn't hand you that (...) medicine from the Royal Herbal Garden this morning? They didn't tell you to drink it beforehand, did they? Perhaps that means there is a desire?

I have to check this out! I grabbed my fist and put my temper into it.

"Oh, you know, mother-in-law?

"What? Oh, what would Vee do? So much strength."

My mother-in-law is looking strange as she gently wraps her fist around my powerful grip. It's a little important, no. It's pretty important, so I'm putting my strength into it, never mind.

I stared at my mother-in-law's beautiful star sapphire eyes with a cage of eyes more than that.

"Is luncheon a formal thing of seating style?

I asked to see if what I reasoned earlier was correct.

If it's seating style, it comes out in full course, right? There is no escape, so the abdominal pain is straight line.

But there are also a lot of knights, so I think the place is tough even if you think about it in numbers. No matter how big the hall is, if you put out a table and arrange a chair for the number of people, surely someone (in this case, a junior knight, right) would be miserable to meet in the hallway.

My impatience (?) My mother-in-law, who flushed her eyes with a beautiful smile,

"No, you don't. There's only so many of them, that's kind of impossible. That's why it's a food standing format. Soon we'll have some tables in this place where we were sitting."

Tell me so gently.

Oh my! Is it a standing food format!! Then you can choose what you want to eat, and you don't have to be scared of gastronomic terrorism! Yay!!

I finally lost my hand and breathed relief. Hmm. Let's take a deep breath at this time.

"Oh, really?! I'm not really hungry, so I was wondering what to do."

And I misled it by letting it out of my mouth.

My husband brought all of my men here where I was relieved and horrified from the fear of gastronomic terrorism. But if you look closely, my husband is on the top of the Buddha. To see from that face, it's probably a diagram that the delightful Knights Ments came stuck to their favorite captain. Ladies and gentlemen, until earlier, your frivolous faces had been stripped off like masks and returned to their usual creepy faces.

I thought you came to us.

Hello, ma'am.

"It was a long ritual ~! Didn't you get bored?

"Me, I almost lost consciousness on the way!

"Me and me!"

"You guys aren't!! I'll be at the workout later. I'll slap you back in the body and guts!

"" Give me a break, sister! ""

Your men quickly surrounded me and, as usual, the mess began. Oh, sir, they're starting to kick me out.

... Yeah, I'm a lot used to this sight, too. If I were you, I'd say, "Help!" and a half guile, but you say you can see it with some warm eyes today.

Well, that's it. Seeing my husband and his men seem to enjoy themselves this way as usual, I guess it's because I feel again that you've all returned safely.

And what a neat feeling I was looking at your men.

"Oh-mah-rah!! Don't push me over and flock to viola!!

My husband, who had been caught out of the wheel, finally drank with a hiccup ~ voice about whether he had exceeded the limits of his patience. It won't be an illusion to see blue muscles in your temples.

"" "" "Hih!

I let my body jump giggly and my men stopped moving. Mostly male knights, though.

in the gap where the movement stopped. My husband stopped by me and

"Vee, the ritual will be boring and tiring. Yet when I'm with you... I want to."

When I grabbed my shoulders, I kept them away from my men. Oh, you're my usual husband to do this too!

I smiled so I could forgive my husband because he seemed to be hubbled and grumbled out of the wheel.

"No, I'm fine because I was sitting. My husbands are the ones who stay standing all the time. Good luck."

"We're used to it. We're fine."

"Oh, but you almost lost consciousness..."

That said, when I give my men a glimpse, a large number of my men (except my sisters) can get out of sight.

"Ulidaris. These guys are soaking up again."

"Copy that!"

"" "" "Yikes!" ""

When her husband glanced at her subordinates and called out to Master Ulidaris, in response, Master Ulidaris is thumbing up with a full grin. What a lovely black grin if you are Master Ulidaris! Sounds like a lot of fun.

And every day the face of the Secret Service Division (except, of course, your sisters).

Am I the only one who will once again be happy with the usual exquisite multiplication?

As I smiled at the knights groping around with their elbows by their sisters,

"Vee?"

Until then, my husband, who had looked at my men with his eyes, accidentally called out.

"Yes, sir. What is it?

"What's so much fun?

"Fun?"

"Yeah. You look like that, don't you?

Sure, we enjoyed watching your guys interact, but you were on your face!

"Uh-huh, I'm so glad to see you all came home safe and sound like this!

"Really?"

To my answer, my husband smiled, too. Oh, I knew it would sparkle today.

As usual, the Secret Service Division returned without a scratch, but with that said, I remembered that the knights who did receive the prize in the actual work force were scratchy, fu.

"Everyone in the Secret Service Division was safe, but some troops were scratched, right? Yeah, I forgot which one, but I was getting a reward right after my husbands..."

I forgot crisply because I'm not interested, but when I think about it one day,

"Are you Cavalry 1st Squadron?

Master Ulidaris has given you a nice assist.

"Oh, yeah, it was like that!

"Like that..."

Master Ulidaris, who has lost his cool strength, will be left alone.

"The cavalry, you contributed very much to this battle. Wounded. I'm sure it was a tough operation, but I'm glad you only had to scratch it. I wondered what it would have been like to be in such a scratchy operation."

I'm glad my husbands weren't put into such a scratchy scene - and I wanted to go on.

"" "" "" Buffoo!!

My men blew it so big that I couldn't tell you. Did I say something funny like that?

Of all the men who burst into laughter, one of me said that I had no idea what to translate into Kyoton.

"That was a rare surprise attack in history!"

"That's what set the situation!

For your men to say.

To consolidate the protection behind it, the enemy body said it was forming a cliff behind its back. The wall, which soars almost perpendicularly, made the attack from behind completely impossible.

But.

If the back doesn't work, there's a top one, right?

It was the so-called 'reverse drop' that flashed when my husband heard the scouting report.

"Sure, it's flat in front of the enemy formation, but it's too promising, so it wasn't suitable for surprise attacks or anything."

"Naturally. It's the pinnacle of stumbling on enemy lines."

I'm the husband who trumps Master Ulidaris' words with bastard. Well, I'm sure your husband's right.

"So it's a reverse drop! It's an array that runs down an almost vertical cliff in a straight line while riding a horse. How danger are you! That's just about right for them."

These are your men who shudder in memory of the operation,

"Normally, it's dangerous, so I'll think about it a little bit more. But Anochts, you ran down there looking so fun!

"Is that what you call a riding squad? Didn't they show you what they've been training for every day?

"No, it's not just a brain muscle"? Did you just go down there and say something like that?

Your sisters have a character and a memory laugh. No, there, I don't think it's a laughing scene.

"... no, am I the only one who thinks that was a shitty roar?

The laughter of my sister, who seemed to have fun, erased Master Ulidaris' bossy and crushed voice.

And beside the sisters who seem to have fun,

"Lockhan did it. We were tough enough, too."

"Yes, yes."

"It's a bad road."

"There's a lot of bugs? There were no scratches, but the insect claws were terrible."

"I just remembered it makes me itch."

"It wasn't the reverse drop, but it's the same way all the way down."

"We're a bunch of brains."

"Don't be with the brain muscles!"

My men, who would have been driven out by the look below, were blurry with relief as they remembered the scene.

No, but what - did you decide on a livestock (Danger) operation, sir!

If you look at your neighbor with a proper eye,

"I thought it was the perfect plan for the cavalry (those guys). Thanks to this, Keri was attached to the battle so quickly. No, no, thanks to the cavalry, really!

Saying something like that, that's in a good mood. It made me smile a lot.

Is that it? Isn't the grin black?