Queen of the Mad Dog Knights

Today is the day of inspection of the entire royal palace I was looking forward to.

This time it's mainly the dining room and a square carriage without horses - what all the dogs call a "tank".

Especially the dining room!

The visit is accompanied by a meal in the royal palace cafeteria.

I usually eat dinner in the room next to my room.

I do not use the dining table of the kings of history. Because it's too big over there to be lonely.

Also, I miss eating alone so I get them to eat with Teresa and Master Mars, but I'm also interested in what is a cute eating room for everyone.

That means we're all gonna sit in a chair and eat, right?

Master Leonhardt and Mr. Darius want to eat at my feet looking like dogs, and they don't feel like a large number of people even if they're all there.

Why don't you eat like a normal person? Would you like to eat with a knife and a fork?

The captains and aristocrats who occasionally come in the name of "dinner parties with the queen" also want to be dogs and eat at their feet.

I don't understand the feeling that "Eating at the feet of Master Lieselotte is blissful".

I specially prepare a meal for the dog's appearance and you should not eat it without spilling it elegantly...... He used to say eating dinner under the royal table was one of his rewards...

I don't even understand the area.

'You can step one more step on your back now,' he murmured as he was more impressed with the elegant way to eat than anyone else when Mazo was in the meantime.

I used to work hard to close my eyes and step on them, but while I was happy, you said my legs were weak and not strong enough.

The dialogue with "Please eat a lot and grow up fast" is impressive.

Easy to look around outside, this is a cream-colored, spat & piece that is easy to move around today.

Around the hem, wow, this is a favorite with this footprint pattern.

However, there are those who rarely mistake this pattern for real.

It's hard to be jealous of the presence of other dogs or to get flunked over saying "I want to footprint myself," too. Each time, Master Mars will defeat you.

As some may find surprising, royal outfits, with the exception of very official ones, have many clothes that are easy to move around. They say these have a history of being developed "to play wow". Even for women, clothing such as overalls, trousers and spats is abundant in the closet.

When I asked my brother-in-law if he would like to come around with me, he said, "I've seen everything like that. Instead, it's too late to be interested," he said no.

I have a younger member of the Shepherd clan in my junior surname, Master Leonhardt, but he seems to be some kind of work ghost and I rarely see him these days.

I'm lonely and I'm going to have ese western again.

"Then I'll go"

"Enjoy your meal in the dining room as the chef looks forward to greeting you"

"Yes!"

"There are some Apso high priests in the cafeteria these days, but that's something I don't care about."

Well, I'll leave Dashiva with Mr. Teresa and head to the dining room. Master Mars is on the side, behind you are all the guards.

And it's Leonhardt-sama's induction.

Master Darius was headed to the tank's practice area first.

I can't quite get away from you, and if you ask me to go, I won't move along the edge of my skirt with "cum".

- --- If you can be named a dog as big as Master Darius, you'll see the spats round.

Teresa was angry at this and said, "My lords, be a little less doggy!" I had a drink and kicked it out the door. Hairy balls, Mother. It's lovely!

Master Leonhardt was laughing at that with his nose. You two are close, aren't you?

There are about five dining rooms in the Royal Palace.

Looking at the largest first dining room in time from a distance, it was self-service.

Lots of tables, lots of space. Soldiers who look like people in them, as well as civilian people, line up with lots of trays.

There is one main due, but you can choose a variety of side dishes, and the amount seems to adjust just for what you said.

They seem to be enjoying a variety of meals with only a small amount of ordered civilian, soldiers who are going to be putting piles of bread on a large amount of pile of meat.

I wanted to make more observations, but when I approached the dining room, most of the dogs felt me.

The movement of those in the kitchen as well as the dining room stops and the gaze gathers.

"A queen!" "Master Lieselotte is here!" "I don't know what to do. I'm not hairy today!" "Your husband."

Wow, wow, wow!

It was about to be a mayhem!

"Wait!

"" Wow!

As I've noticed lately, all the dogs love "wait" and "sit" and "get it". Will you always give me orders? and stares with sparkling eyes. And it doesn't matter if you're young or old.

When Master Leonhardt protested with a troubled face, "I should have notified you beforehand," the chef came from behind the kitchen.

He was the man who removed the apron from his white coat and lowered his cock hat.

Short brown hair was shown. You thank me with your loving eyes.

"You can't instruct us dogs to do what we always do because the queen is coming." I can tell by the signs and smell, and there's no way I can stay calm if I notice. I just wanted to make sure there weren't a lot of dogs flowing in here and out of the other cafeterias, but I'd like you to compliment me. "

His name is Alan Bloodhound.

I'm not from the aristocracy, but I'm the one who got bought that cooking arm and went up to the head chef of the royal palace.

If you're a humorous person, "I was chosen as chef because I didn't happen to have royalty and because I have less hair loss," he introduces with a laugh.

He has a better nose than anyone, so he smells the quality of the ingredients, as well as the wrongdoing smell of soldiers trying to take extra meat.

I really wanted to eat normally, so I asked you to do as you always do.

They did their best to get back to normal.

But I feel the chills, the chills, the gaze. I can see you're working hard and putting up with it.

...... unfortunately, if it seems to interfere with your meal in the future, you may want not to go to the dining room next time.

Sandwiched by Master Leonhardt and Master Mars, I also took a tray and lined it up.

Master Leonhardt tried so hard to remove the cooking adhesion and serve it, but he refused. I don't want to stand out any more.

It might not be worth it.

The dining room meal was very different from what I was eating in my own room.

Does it just feel like the number of pieces is low, the serving is more luxurious, and the volume is even higher?

The royal family in this country did not like luxury, and they said they preferred "a meal with everyone".

I asked first because I had chicken cutlets with cheese of my choice.

Mr. Alan giggles and offers. Plus a marinade of vegetables, round bread, and milk. Milk is always for me only.

Handwritten on the surface [35 kg milk].

There is a cage of dogs' feelings, worrying about themselves still unable to return to the average weight of the world.

Finally, when I tried to get you a pudding for dessert, white - - a fine elderly man with a white beard, dressed like a priest, handed out the pudding.

He is the authority of religion in this country, the Apso High Priest.

Offering pudding one at a time,

"Eat again."

and tells the dogs. Not "repent"?

When I went before the Apso High Priest with my tray, he narrowed his eyes invisibly with a light white brow and asked for two puddings: "Eat more, Master Lieselotte, because you don't have to re-eat it".

"Why is the High Priest here?

"Because that's what the first king Ayal said." Big fat people are forbidden to go to Wonko. Be careful with snacks, in particular. "

"So you went all the way to the dining room?

"Yeah. 'Wonko should walk aggressively. You said," Let's do something about moving your legs in any job. "

Religion in this country is called 'wonko religion', which was created to add canine character to existing religions on the continent.

After the death of the First King, it was the first time that the High Priests reorganized it as a dog training book (bible), incorporating the words and deeds of the First King Ayal.

He said he had no intention of reforming his religion at all, but that word and deed, which was overflowing with love for dogs, permeated all societies.

Unlike those with xenophobic purposes like pure humanism, the theme is "how dogs live happily and die healthily pompous," and they are also of historic value as health guidebooks.

I told the High Priest to do his best and I headed to the table.

I will tell Master Leonhardt and Master Mars, who said they took my tray and carried it, no with their gaze.

I will "have it", the way this country works, and start eating it.

Yummy!

The clothes are very crisp and the cheese is atsu and delicious.

It's just sad, my facial expressions.

I'm touched by the corners, but I can't really show up on my face. How many misunderstandings have I ever had because of this too hard face......

But the chef seems to be laughing at me, and the dogs around him. Let me sweeten you there, and I also ate delicious pudding stuffy in my heart.

During the meal, Master Mars said he would give peppers, but he said no there. Let's eat properly, even if we don't like it.

Now, when I finished drinking Tetra Pack's milk, I noticed earlier that the noise was going on all the time: "Mogugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugu.

If you look at the diagonal front, there is a tray and a pile of dishes at the table a little further away.

There's something awesome behind it, and it also looks desperately packed with something.

I was intrigued and peeked in after cleaning up.

There are small men in working clothes trying hard to flatten their chicken cutlets one after the other. It's not even fat, but it's a snug consumption. Where the hell is it in there?

"Um..."

"Mogu Mogu Mogu Mogu"

"Is it delicious?

"It's very popular."

The reaction only has a chewing sound.

"Ah, my lord"

"It's no use talking to that dog during a meal."

It was Rascal von Malamute and Keith von Husky who spoke from the side.

Four almond eyes come this way.

The two of them took off their uniform jackets and held tools in their rough arms.

"What's that outfit in front of Master Leonhardt," he scolds, "because your husband said you wanted it to be the way it always is -" the two protest.

When I first met you, you two were in awe, but you can pretend to be distracted and put off words. I don't mind because I give you permission, but Master Leonhardt seems to be getting a lot of novels from both of us, just like Master Mars said.

The two offered to take a post-meal break together, and before the next tank tour, I asked them to guide me to the independent practice of the Fourth Unit.

Enough diving through the underground pits from the royal palace.

What emerged from the exit was a building with vast grounds.

Sitting on a large fluffy sofa with large windows and balconies, the two of you should prepare hot milk.

Master Darius followed me as a dog. They leave the execution of the exercise to Lady Rascal and Lady Keith. Are you sure, Captain?

Troop IV is a unit that does technical, information and transport related work.

Square boxes for tanks and contacts - - you think they're the ones who developed mobility means such as transceivers?

By the way, when they work, they form with a third unit that does a multitasking job, but I didn't understand the story of Rascal, who is taunted with technical terminology.

Master Mars said, "Both the Malamutes and the Huskies are right into their world because they are The Craftsmen. You don't have to worry about it because it's all the time they put you around," if you don't tell me, I almost let myself down that I don't understand.

"The big eater earlier was our chief tech, and I say Peter Beagle. Once you start eating that street, you won't be able to see around at all, so I'm sorry I can't say hello"

"That's a very capable technician. Please, don't be angry. Do it."

I thought you weren't angry.

Lady Rascal is scratching her head for pointing out no.

"We gather our men with an emphasis on technical talent, so as a little military, we have a lot of things that are too distinctive"

"Especially now, because we're letting Beagle Technicians do the intense work of consuming health. Oh, it won't be long before he comes to apologize."

"I'm sorry!

The man sitting in the ground in front of me is Master Peter.

Even though he was obsessed with food, he was just disqualified as a dog man and even a beagle clan, such as not realizing the smell of the queen.

I panicked at the shape that was still about to jump out the window.

"You don't have to worry about it. Looks like you've been doing some tough work."

"Yes! That's a stunning hole completed, and I won't bump into three puppies in line anymore with this! I wonder if I can be a hole digger! Plus, beside that hole, there's like," Yes, yes, stoop. If you get too far on track, I'll slap you with a spanner. ""

Master Keith blocked my mouth.

Peter, who is on track once praised, will soon be sober.

You seem like a very honest person.

Master Keith will be contacted by the transceiver to give instructions.

"Well, hey on the balcony"

When you go outside, it is. You can see the wide, tidy earth.

Wide sky and earth once away from the royal palace. This country is very big, isn't it?

"Then I will introduce you. Our beloved tank unit - --- commonly known as the Puppies!

It is certainly the carriages without horses that have rescued me that have made the ground ring and walk. No, it's a tank.

Proceed in a friendly line of about twenty cars, moving a round cylinder at the beginning to aim for a mountain that looks far away.

Master Rascal will give instructions over the transceiver.

"Destroy."

The puppies made a loud noise of "Don" cheerfully - Koyama vanished.

Splashed rocks and dirt. We have a beautiful platform.

"Your mountain is gone now! Something came out of the barrel!?

"Yes, that's a shell. I don't use much firepower because that's for exercises - like flying puppies (Puppies) come out too"

When Master Keith, who explains that, gives further instructions over the transceiver, something flies by making a roar from the sky.

It's a tank. It's got something spinning on the top.

Crisp and also round cylinders are aligned and directed to the platform.

When Master Rascal gave instructions to "perish" again without changing his expression, a giant hole was drilled in the location of the disappeared hill.

If you shoot that one at the King's Capital where I was born and raised, it will fall easily......

And he reports to me with his almond eyes narrowed and chested.

"This will be the power of the tank."

"Shh, that's amazing..."

"We've developed it for the royal search. We dogs are obsessed."

I feel weighted by the phrase that I developed for war, not for search.

And to see the actual tank up close, I went down to the exercise area.

If you look closely, tanks were bigger than regular carriages, and made of metal.

It's limp when I touch it.

There's such a destructive force in this...

I let you in, too, but I wasn't sure there were a lot of meters.

As much as I thought if you were my brother-in-law, you'd be a boy, and you'd like something like this.

When I was impressed with my very high technical skills, I noticed that some of my tank units were disappearing to the ground.

"The Puppies will disappear!

"Oh, that's back in the hangar in the basement."

When Master Keith answers, Master Rascal will be even more proud to tell you.

There are plenty of pits in the basement of this country, storing a lot of tanks and other weapons.

"Dogs love to dig."

"A lot of people want to dig when there's ground. With the Dachshund clan or the Schnauzer clan? And so did these two clans."

"I don't really understand."

To the comments of Master Leonhardt and Mars, and Darius, who still doesn't work, Peter, who was quiet behind, said, "Yes, sir! Even beagles are good at that!" I claim.

"Lieutenant! It's a hole! It's about a hole! Can I talk to you now!? Can I talk to you now!? Can I mention it already!?

"Isn't that nice, Captain"

I finished it the other day.

Peter and Rascal will allow Peter and Rascal to have a painstaking face to his attitude that he cannot help but say.

Master Peter was strained and explained.

"Yes! We dig - the hole digging unit has been building underground tunnels to countries around the world ever since!

It's all for the royal search, too!

Especially to that obnoxious kingdom of yumanists. We have made thick and extensive improvements!

At the same time, the puppy squad has already been placed in those pits that insult Master Lieselotte!

We're ready to invade!

Yes?

Lady Rascal and Mr. Keith are nodding with a face that opens their mouths gently to me, naturally.

"I couldn't stand the attitude of calling your husband silly anymore."

"Oh, the captain said, 'I don't think I can let you perish anymore'. Hey, Captain."

'Right. Just in time. Will you do it?'

"Shh! No! I haven't told Master Lieselotte yet!!

Lady Darius has been accepted ex post, but Lady Leonhardt will panic.

When you look at Master Mars beside me, you say, "You can finally eradicate cockroaches. Looking forward to it. All cockroaches are good to kill, right? As soon as you leave one, it will increase" and you will be happy to turn your hands behind your head.

And to me, I laugh at the garlic with big eyes. "Looking forward to it," he said.

Nandeyanen.

Your husbands want to like you, and they try to fight on their own.

Again?

Is this pattern again?