From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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Skunk, Skunk!

I heard the sound before I opened my eyes.

Dog barks.

“That son of a bitch! ”

And I heard a human bark.

"Come on, let's get some sleep."

It was late afternoon. The sun began to set and the sun set.

There's a hole in the tent, so this is good.

You can see the sky clearly, so you can see the weather and time.

“Get him! Kill him! ”

“If you catch those bastards, I'll boil them all today! ”

Broken.

“What?”

“What?”

“Did someone break in? ”

The reserves woke up.

“Are you up?”

Lind looks at me and says hello.

You nod and step out of the barracks.

Skunk, Skunk!

Somehow the dog's crying sounds exciting.

Whoo-hoo!

As soon as I left the barracks, I heard a strong man pull the bow in front of me.

“Don't use arrows! You son of a bitch! ”

The battlefield is always low on supplies.

There's no reason to use a precious arrow to catch a dog.

“Hey, how do you catch that? ”

A tent commander next to him and his teenage soldiers.

I followed their gaze.

Knng!

A four-legged beast.

I remembered the blur.

When I lost one arm and was stuck in the corner of the barracks like a jerk, I heard the herd caused me trouble.

A swarm of stray dogs floating in the plains.

I don't know the whole herd, but I'm smart enough to raid military supplies.

Rumor has it that if you don't form a herd, you'll eat people, too.

He was smart, fast on his feet, and in particular, he said that his expression was overwhelming.

"Are you going to be the guy who sleeps through the night with that son of a bitch? ”

“Why?”

“Up the pill. ”

It reminds me of the conversation I had with Lind.

I could understand it for ten minutes.

The dog can make that face.

As soon as the soldiers chasing the burinake stop, he stops, too.

Then look back and raise your mouth tail.

My nose twitches and my eyes narrow.

Anyone can see that you're laughing at me.

He laughs fiercely at it.

Grrrrrrr.

“Ow! That bastard! ”

"Shifa, hey, come out armed! I'm gonna fuck them up today!"

One look led to the unity of the Seven Infantry barracks.

He's a great kid.

“Ow! That son of a bitch fell on Stu! ”

Today was the day Stu came out once every two days.

On the one hand, the hot steam rises from the ground.

I also saw a spilled pot next to him.

It's a mess.

“What?”

Lind comes out and snorts.

You're limping, but you're walking.

“A smiling field dog. ”

Let me tell you, Lind tilts her head.

Only a dog? He looked like this.

“I'll fuck those bastards! ”

The angry soldiers spit it out without stopping their cursing.

Virtually no major damage.

Bite a little groceries or bark a lot.

There were no big accidents because people were in trouble.

“Can't we set a trap and catch it? ”

Lind mutters.

“You mean bastards! You broke all the traps! ”

A soldier shouts from afar.

Did you hear that?

"No, you just have to wait and catch it as it approaches."

Lind mutters again.

“What kind of bastard walks the Silence Step like an assassin?" ”

The soldier who was guarding Stu breaks his heart.

Rind's face was crumpled.

“He must be very clever. ”

“Son of a bitch! ”

I hear insults coming from everywhere.

A smiling field dog. That's what it looked like.

He left shaking his butt.

I went back into the barracks.

“The stew flew away tonight? ”

Someone told me.

“I see.”

It is usually a moment of deep frustration.

Soup stew is a specialty for those who only eat black bread.

Well, well.

The axe buries the meat in its mouth and howls.

What a speechless fellow.

“Let's save it. He doesn't know when to go hunting next. ”

Digo said.

Yeah. Clever. Eating everything because you're hungry is just like a pig.

We were relaxed.

Our pockets were full of smoked meat instead of suspicious stew that might be missing a pig's claw.

“I need you to plug that hole. Why are we the only ones sleeping in the same place? ”

A reserve crew looks over the tent and says,

It's a reserve.

The other reserve nods.

“My place gets dewy every morning. That's my species. ”

It'll be uncomfortable.

I listened to their useless stories with one ear and thought about the wild dogs who appeared with one ear.

Laughing dogs are troublesome people who show up when they forget.

Sometimes morning and evening, sometimes a few days later.

He's our anti-Ludwig, and he doesn't give a shit about a son of a bitch.

Not the commander underneath.

Especially when the Terminal Commander considers the fraud of the infantry, it must be dealt with.

If you want to be favored by someone, you have to solve their problems.

‘We need to go out on patrol. ’

Go to the commander and use me as a scout.

The commander will write you well if you say so.

We need to demonstrate our proper abilities.

There were a few more herbs to find.

And it grows beyond the barracks in the midst of a battle between Earl Van Ludwig and Commander Palmer.

Above all, given my current situation, this is necessary.

Where I belong, there is a good chance that when there is a battle, the horns will be scattered to any number of people.

‘I can't do that. ’

I can see my colleagues chewing meat in their mouths.

Linds and Digo, the beard and the rest of the kids.

I wonder how many other teenagers will survive.

He'll be dead by then.

You have to be good enough to survive.

Plus, Lynd dies with a bag.

When he's on the battlefield in this situation, Lynd practically plays no role other than the meat shield.

The conclusion came.

“We'll get the laughing wild dog. ”

I'm telling you, Digo stares at me.

The same goes for the rest of the reserve.

Why is that?

I pointed my finger up and said,

“Let's hit the barracks roof. Don't you think if we get those dogs, we can work something out? ”

“I vote yes. ”

My snout raised my hand first.

Next up is Digo.

“Me, too."

The axe nods silently.

Mostly in a supportive mood

Lind looks at me like that and says,

“How?”

You set a trap, you break it.

Dig a trap and we'll be on our way.

If you notice it and wait, it approaches silently and then disappears.

Horse dogs. They're tougher than crazy monsters.

“I set a trap. ”

“· · I heard you break all the traps! ”

Lind bends her head.

“It's all right. The traps we set will work. ”

Create a trap no smart son of a bitch can avoid.

“Hey!"

Then someone opens the tent door and comes inside.

A soldier with red hair with a lot of complaints about frown lines.

“You said stray dogs come and go. ”

What kind of infantry are you?

Why do you ask?

“Haven't you seen him? ”

“I need to take care of some business. ”

“They said they came fresh and spilled the stew pot. ”

The red-headed soldier giggles.

“That's a nasty one. They haven't caught a single one. ”

“What do you know? ”

“I've heard a lot about you. ”

The more information the better.

I asked him.

“Are you burning the beginning of the year? ”

*

An unnamed red-headed soldier introduced me to another soldier rather than talking.

He was a soldier with a splinter in his head.

“This way, I'll get them. ”

“You?”

“He's a better hunter than he looks. I got the Red Horn this time. ”

The red hair helped change the eyes of the bread.

“What do you want to know? ”

It was before I opened my mouth.

“How often do they show up? ”

Lind asked me first.

Well, I was going to ask you a similar question.

"Nothing. Those bastards will show up at my convenience. They don't just show up when they're hungry, they don't rob them of anything to eat. Those bastards must have a human soul in them. You bastards!"

A soldier who believes in superstition.

“Then what are you doing here? ”

Lind asked again.

“What are you doing! You saw it! I don't need Stu running away! ”

“You're just going to do nothing? ”

“This bastard? I'm not going to do nothing. ”

The soldier is excited.

"Whoa, what's going on? They're still kids."

The redhead dried up.

I glanced, but did not take any action.

But you guys are a little scary.

As he moves, the axe and Digo flinch.

Moreover, the axe put his hand on the handle.

Crazy son of a bitch, you gonna pull an axe or something?

And Mr. Lynd Sonate.

You have the wrong approach.

If you say that, everyone will get angry first.

Leaving the efficiency of the approach, Lynd's question lingered.

They're animals, and they have a purpose.

‘I'm not after food. ’

If he did, he would have gone to a place where there was a hobo.

‘I would have been hunted immediately. ’

What they're doing is meaningless, but they're still alive because it wasn't that big of a deal.

Troublesome things, but they're just ambiguous troublemakers who borrow troops and kill them.

Digging a trap is about predicting the enemy's route and assuming intent.

So Lynd's question was right.

What he asked, was the intention of the wild dog.

"Hoo, well, most of the trouble is with one of them, and the rest of them just graze around and run away. Shit! When I see you laughing and running, the blood spills upside down."

I calmed down the excited soldier and sent him back.

I was excited to give a mouse for the beginning of the year, but I liked it with my mouth closed.

Yeah, okay. You've been through a lot.

“You got it? ”

A redheaded soldier blinks and asks.

“Yeah. Well. I'm going to get you.”

“Got it.”

He finished speaking and went back.

What an unusual human being.

Looking back, Lind glares at you.

“Animals don't harass people for no reason. ”

I was convinced.

“There must be a reason. Coming here.”

I'm on my own.

It's a thinking process.

"I am a wild dog living in a plain. And I hate humans. No, this isn't it. I need to be here. This is it."

Lind mutters to herself again.

“· · What? I'm scared.”

He looks at Lind next to him and takes a step back.

I folded my arms and waited for Lind to come to a conclusion.

"I'm a wild dog. I have to come here. But the humans got in the way."

Comprehend what the soldier said. Lind ponders for a moment and says,

“I wouldn't have disturbed you in the first place. All I had to do was come, and as soon as I saw it, the humans kicked me out. And I am the leader of a pack of wild dogs. The chief has to take care of his family. ”

You're mumbling like a real half-crazy.

“Are you okay? ”

Digo asks me.

"Well, that doesn't seem to be a problem."

It's an old habit of Lynd.

Talking to yourself in the process of thinking.

When did you say you fixed this habit?

"While I draw attention, my family does what they need to do."

Correct.

I've come to the same conclusion.

“So you figured out a way to catch it? ”

"We need to find a way for them to come and go. And we can set a trap there. We'll catch them, not the chief, but the others. The chief is trying to save his family. Catch the other wild dogs and they won't run away."

The brief amount of information you hear leads to a conclusion.

‘Definitely.’

It is not usually fifteen.

"Well, then our job is to set a trap."

“You said you had to find a way around them. ”

“You find it. ”

I told Lynd.

Lind blinks at me.

“Why? No? ”

"No, I'll do it."

Lind, who has a slightly red cheek, said.

"Oh, are we really catching it?"

He said.

Of course I do.

“Let's set a trap. ”

Before that, I put a little herb in my leather pocket and looked down.

You see a subtle light.

‘That was fast.’

I thought I'd have another day or so.

I changed the traps I was trying to make.

It would be a lot easier if I had this.

Honey Spider Cobwebs can be medicinal in nature, but they are also used as a natural ingredient in natural traps.

The scent is excellent as bait to attract the animal's instincts.

The stickiness is also excellent as a trap to catch their ankles.

Well, well.

Lind picked up a point of smoked meat and put it in her mouth and swallowed it.

“If you catch a dog, will you give me some meat? ”

Lind told me.

The other soldier's ears stand still.

Once I've tasted it, I don't want to live my life eating black bread again.

That's the same for me too.

I remembered a time when I was hungry.

I didn't hesitate until I learned the right skills.

There is no such life anymore.

“If you don't give it to me, I won't be hungry anymore. ”

I opened my mouth and said.

Everyone's gaze was drawn to me.

I opened my mouth again, accepting their gaze without a great deal of effort.

"Come on, let's get to work."

I said, I started to move because everyone was paid what to do.