Queen of the Mad Dog Knights

- --- It was a while ago that I remembered.

It's Dashiva when he lost to the dogs in other houses in a neighborhood park every day.

If they bark, surrender.

If intimidated, surrender.

If you're stunned, surrender.

So much so that they used all manner of surrender and laughed at the neighborhood as "a dog with a face on his stomach" because he showed his stomach too much.

Trouble is, I talk to my father who was walking in the park with me.

But a gentle father laughs bitterly and praises Dashiva the other way around.

"Dashiva is amazing because it gives confidence to all dogs"

The dogs who did beat Dashiva will all go home proud of any weak dog.

And the book dog of the day is happy to get their owner an apology and a thank you snack.

"But if you're a dog, don't you want to be more proud that you're better, bravely fought and won, and praised by your owner? That Shepherd puts his forefoot on Dashiva's stomach, and he's proudly looking at the owner, isn't he?

My father says again that I am very angry at the way it looks too much.

"Sometimes it's better not to have pride," he said.

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(From the perspective of the dogs burning to their ideals as "helpful dogs for their owners," Pride 0's no shiva is certainly pissed off......)

I open the hemispheric window a little and watch Dashiva with my binoculars.

He stuck at the archdeacon's feet and asked me to give him his next snack.

The forced archdeacon takes out the "This is the last bottle" and dog-man salami with gestures.

(Oh, don't fathom Dashiva any more!

I'm in a hurry.

What torture.

I've always worried about Dashiva's life, but now I care about Dashiva's lifestyle disease!

"... somehow. Something's wrong with the archdeacon."

The fringe between the great army of fanatics and more than five hundred Kennel kingdoms has lasted for about an hour.

Many believers in the former Yumanist Royal Castle, as well as in religious institutions and the Kennel Kingdom, began terrorist activities simultaneously and more frequently.

One of the deputy commanders of Unit I, Lady Yoshimne von Kishou, accompanies me on behalf of the busy Lady Darius.

He looks cool and uses a transceiver in his tank to keep in touch with his surroundings.

After all the contact, you will keep my binoculars.

Dark-haired short hair with long cut eyes. From what I hear, is he popular with young women enough to contend for one or two of the first units?

Even if you love your duties and royalty, you never go blind, and you can care about it around you. They say the point is higher in that it's a handsome place with a lower waist.

Yes, Mrs Poodle said.

"The other side is because most amateurs gathered wearing only clothes. Food attacks will be easy. I'd rather be lumped in with the Puppies... but that could also involve the advance team captured"

"I don't want you to kill one, if you can."

"Indeed, our task is to recapture the hostages. But the target is a terrorist. There's no way we can end this safely on both sides."

"That's right. Besides, we're invaders from the other side..."

Master Yoshimne narrows the eyes of the cleavage and begs me.

"Dear Mr. Lieselotte, The kingdom of the Yumanists has passed arrogance. One day this was destined to happen. Even if our country did not move, one day it would have been swallowed up around the empire. I also had to settle with a radical puritan one day. I can't help but look behind me. History has moved. Now, what are we going to do with that archdeacon?"

"Yes......"

In future, I, as queen, will be repeatedly confronted with situations like this.

Lady Leonhardt said, "We have made all the decisions on our own in this case at the upper level. So it is not the responsibility of Master Lieselotte. You can always impose the death penalty on us. Some of it makes me happy," you said, "but I don't think it's going to solve it at all.

In the end, if I do not become a good judgmental adult, it will not be for the good of the country.

I think that's what this is about.

(Oh, I want to grow up fast. And I want to live in peace with everyone in this country who has become my new home, my brother-in-law and Dashiva)

"That's strange," Yoshimne said, leaning her neck when she heard additional information from the transceiver.

"What is it?

"When they enter the war phase, regardless of soldier/ordinary person, they start spouting supreecalls such as' The Impure Dies', 'Disappear From This World Other Than Our Pure', 'Explode The Impure Socialized Male/Female Back Mountain', but have had no reaction at all since the early morning"

"It's always quiet, isn't it?"

"Yeah. The advance teams in captivity are also not looking particularly damaged.

Above all, it's a dog. The archdeacon doesn't look like he hates it, even if that wasting dog is twisted. They also look like they're taking care of Mame. "

Rather, the fanatics.

At the foot of the archdeacon, when I was full and tried to sleep, my stomach was bitter and I started sleeping on my back, against Dashiva, something...... sending me a vision gaze.

What the hell is this?

I thought it might be possible now.

Intuition is something that is ultimately unfounded.

But even when I'm only ten years old, there are many things in the experience I've lived that I can "should" judge.

Especially the gaze of people staring at Dashiva's bad feelings...... I felt something familiar in the gaze that the dog-haters would never turn to Dashiva.

It's the eyes of the owners who love the same bad dogs I do.

I did you a favor.

"I want to have a dialogue with the Archdeacon in a letter."

"That could be... tough under these circumstances. Rather whether we can discuss it in that state."

"I wouldn't know if I didn't try. Please, could you set up a messenger? Of course, I haven't misled them because of my awkward sentence. You should check with Darius."

"... ok"

That's how I got Master Darius's permission, and entrusted my parent book to all Greyhounds. I kept praying for a safe response.

This is what the parent book says.

'The king of the Yumanists has left. There is only one conflict left in this country right now between Golton, the leader of pure humanism, and me, who will be the queen of this country.

Faith is hard to offend each other.

But if you, as one person, intend to interact with one person named me, please let me know in your letter what you would like to do. We also ask that you ensure the safety of the dogs and your dog Dashiva. They are important people, just like your followers. '

After a while...... my prayers have arrived!

The Archdeacon replied to me.

It was there...... a lot more about philosophical writing and Dashiva.

"The next queen of the land of the dogs. Ask them. What is a dog named Dashiva to them?

I write back.

"It's a family. It's my dog I love. I'm not a dog man, by the way. It's a dog. '

I got a response from the other side.

"Why can't this dog man talk, change his appearance, and be weak?

Here's what I answered.

'Cause it's just a dog'

(That. Speaking of which, there weren't just any dogs on this continent, were there?

I will write back and wait for the Archdeacon to reply, wondering if maybe I don't know a normal dog.

"Sometimes I jumped at people's table sausages and ran away. An act unlikely to be done by a prized dog man. Why would he do such a foolish thing? '

I even wrote an apology for this.

Master Darius frowned at the content, but it's a dog owner's manners there.

'I apologize as the owner. I'll only compensate you for the sausage. Please forgive me for scolding you later. But the reason for the behavior is because she's just a foodie. He's honest with his instincts. I care about him as a dog.'

The exchange of parental books with the Archdeacon has gone back and forth.

The question for you is, everyone is about Dashiva.

Is it good about the country, the religion, the fanatics gathered?

When all the Greyhounds started snapping at the boulders.

In my parent book, the archdeacon has thrown a change ball.

"You really love Dashiva da Shiva. Can we forgive all the dogs in the Kennel kingdom?"

'Every dog man in this country is my dog. Be it manly, selfish or sweet. Do you have an owner who can abandon your dog? Please trust me because I will continue to do so responsibly.'

Here, the parent books that Mr. Greyhounds worked so hard to get back and forth have expired.

- --- Incrementally, time passes.

Everyone at Pitbull is anxious and frustrating to not cut the front at all.

I had no choice but to put up a simple tent behind the Lieselotte and I decided to have lunch.

Yoshimne-sama opens the nutritional cans of the "Gungu Taller Series" provided as portable food nicely with a kick-ass antique can cut, and puts them back in a deep dish of fashionable patterned paper, accompanied by a spoon to make them smarter. I guess these places are hot,

Master Barbarian, sitting in the chair directly in front of him and eating as is with a spoon inserted into 'Kennel Doggie Man', has always looked grumpy.

Because the troops I was packing in the Kingdom of Kennel and the Yumanist Royal Castle have gathered here for the most part.

"Isn't it our turn as it is?"

"Originally this was the work of the Knights. Don't be so bloody angry that you can get extra dead."

"Hmm."

Dear Darius embarrasses you as you cut your favorite big can of Kennel Dog Energetic Super with a can.

He says the particular thing he likes is the gestured stewed taste of bau meat.

There are absolutely no onions and leeks or anything else in these cans due to the issue of the dog man's constitution.

And when the sun was about to lean.

A messenger from the Archdeacon has arrived.

The messenger in black mentor clothing delivers a parent book to Master Darius through Mr. Greyhound and the others.

"There are two parent books! Archdeacon Golton and Master Dashiva's!

"What?

The letter of Dashiva received by Master Darius opens and solidifies.

After a few seconds of silence, I flipped the letter and flipped it again.

Open another Golton letter and lurk your eyebrows as you wish.

"What is it?

"... the dogs"

"What's wrong with Dashiva!? Has something been done?!?

I rush over and pull the hem of Master Darius's uniform.

He rubbed his eyebrows with his thumb and index finger and took a deep, deep breath.

- --And I told him something terrible.

"A vampire gave you a great Venus. The Archdeacon is surrendering to us."

When I opened Dashiva's letter, there was this foot shape.

By the way, who's with you? Come on, it's dirty.

"Is this...?

"It looks like it's just a footprint. Please read another letter"

I read Golton the Archdeacon's parent book in an open book.

"Lord Dashiva is a wonderful dog man.

It doesn't change people at all, doesn't speak a word, just demands rice. What a beast. I was impressed by that look. This dog-man is the one who pushes the pure canine path.

We honor the pure.

Honor being a person and affirm the joy and sorrow that is in a person.

Do whatever you can feel like being a "rational person".

And...... this dog is truly ideal as a pure animal. "Dogs as they are instincts".

The Transformed Races (Alters), who combine the figure of the beast with that of man, do not understand our doctrine at all, but will be able to understand with this one '

I look up confused and look at Master Darius.

He will be prompted to "read to the end" and I will manage to read it.

"When I heard that you loved this dog, I was asked to review the next queen.

I don't just want to deny everything that turns into a prank, I want to build a peaceful friendship through this dog-man '

Pure bastard.

That's right. Because it's just a dog.

How he really, didn't know a dog who wasn't a dog man.

"Just a dog" brought about for the first time by a tank in the kingdom of Kennell.

It is the expression of the "purity" that puritanism makes ideal.

Too bad. That's, like, the ideal look.

Pure dog.

Just a dog.

"I would like to call him [the bastard] and make him a symbol (mascot) when he is placed under our rule."

Yes, I've demanded it.

I wrote unexpectedly in reply.

'You are most welcome to be considered a symbol of peace. But don't be a bastard.'

"Well, then, in [dog and animal]"

'That's a little too... at least by name, please'

"So [Dear Dashiva]"

"From the beginning, please."

So, pure just a dog, my beloved no sheba is ----.

It has transformed even "pure" and honorable religions (annoying Rinjin) created by humans who do not have the power to transform in unexpected directions.

When the day began to lean for the most part, the advance parties were liberated and fanatics gathered in the holy hills also surrendered one after the other to Master Barbarian and the Rabies Knights.

As I expected, they didn't have much food.

They all fought total force and intended to martyr. How horrible.

He said Darius responded to the matter by sharing the food from the fourth unit that came later.

And.

Having avoided the Hell Picture, I was supposed to have a peaceful meeting with the Archdeacon safely.

The place is a meadow near Holy Hill.

The Puppies (Puppies) line up sloppily and surround the desk and chair provided for the meeting.

I am seated in a chair, sandwiched by Master Darius and Master Barbarian.

There, Golton, the archdeacon who surrendered, along with a few disciples, brought Dashiva.

Dashiva is held by Golton with a relaxed "I've played ~" look.

"Dashiva!"

"Dear Leezelotte! You can't just stand there yet."

If you look up close, you had a strange vibe.

It had a strong aura in the distance and it looked big, but it's actually luxurious and small.

Hide one side of that face with long hair, big black eyes like nothing is showing.

I thought it was a man, but a slightly higher voice, it also sounds like a woman.

Golton deposits Dashiva with his disciples.

And he took his seat and was greeted lightly.

"Nice to meet you, dog madman owner"

"Nice to meet you. The Archdeacon of People Madness."

We smile.

but my facial expressions don't move well and remain faceless. But he doesn't seem to mind anything.

"I thought you were older in the letter... you're younger than I expected"

"I am often told that words and deeds and appearances do not match. Never mind."

"Besides, it's a royal family of Kennel kingdoms and beaudeggers on boulders. Rumorless beauty."

"Thank you for the compliment. I hope you appreciate the content of the upcoming discussion, not just the appearance, if possible"

There is a wide and deep gulf between those who believe in pure humanism and others.

It has been made through years of misunderstanding and fear, as well as suspicion and violence.

Blood-stained history doesn't heal people's hearts so easily.

In fact, I don't understand them at all.

So will the other side.

But if there is a way we can devise ways not to bump into each other.

We have to work hard to create it.

"We cannot pluck our disgust with the transformed race. So let me refuse to let the basics live only in humans and interact more deeply with dogs. And my mentor."

"Okay. This is where the discussion starts, isn't it? Let's start discussing the scope of autonomy with the Chancellor."

He asks me for freedom of worship.

Even this one, you can run to violence or rub it with other sects.

However, as a national framework, how far will you go in consultation and compromise?

There are the Apso High Priests and Leonhardt. It will be the work of many civil servants.

Golton nods, um, and makes his disciples write down the content of the discussion.

This is the end of the national and religious discourse, and we moved on to the Dashiva story.

Well, it's Dashiva!

He comes running to me.

I eat a lot of rice at people's house again and my stomach looks heavy.

And when I felt the killing spirit of all the dogs, I rolled in colloquially, exposing myself to "surrender, surrender," my stomach.

That figure cuts Master Barbarian, who couldn't fight in the end.

"Dashiva!"

Dashiva leaked her pee as she stayed in the surrender pose.

The archdeacon smiled and laughed.

"Haha. You have no choice. Because Dashiba-sama is an animal."

Good for you, Dashiva. Damn it.

-----This was such a great compliment, wasn't it?

But at least.

Let's do you a favor with "Dear Dog" or so.

Apparently, the archdeacon Golton initially thought Dashiva, who had kidnapped him, was "a dog man with a very unusual face". Because he was the next queen's dog, he imagined a sawdust businessman with high pride.

But Dashiva still showed no shiva to My Pace here.

Scatter the rice many times. Trouble walking. Open your crotch and crawl to bed. Keep crawling if you want people to share the treats they have. Who will defile the Archdeacon's clothes? Stop by the young female faithful and demand a brush. Find a rat and run.

And whatever you say or do, surrender, surrender, surrender.

--In the next moment, I will also forget what I was surrendering to.

Gordon was shocked.

"What an animal," he said.

And I was so impressed with the pure "dog," that I reviewed the Kennel Kingdom -- that is, my owner.

He then reviewed his thoughts and began to think of a way to coexist peacefully, having planned a total terrorist attack on all believers...

No, Sheba......

Thus, the Archdeacon of Pure Mankind accepted the reign of the Kennel Kingdom.

Dashiva is worshipped as a "symbol of peace, Dear Dashiva," and we strive every day to do well with those of other religions.

The archdeacon, Golton, asked me a moment, no, to see Dashiva and to offer him a snack every day.

It is more luxurious than a snack for Dashiva prepared in the country.

Religion makes money, doesn't it?

The Apso High Priest, who figured out that if he went through Dashiva, he would manage to have a conversation, also communicated with Golton so that he could share his residence with each other.

The Rabies Knights and Master Barbarian on the other hand are very complicated.

Because even more powerful asylum-seekers as well as queens appeared to the dogs.

Troop VIII is blurred when there has recently been a surge in patients with DOSD (Dog Scary Syndrome).

Whenever my brother-in-law saw their sinister faces, he was grinning with his belly.

--Why, in the first place, did the dogs speed up the period of invasion of the Yumanist kingdom?

The opportunity to hear that was hard to take, and the day went by.

That's how at some point, my coronation day was approaching.