Queen of the Mad Dog Knights

I come to the east coast of the kingdom of Kennel.

Not so far from the coast where Dashiva and I broke up trying to diet.

(Would love to see Dashiva...... most of it would have turned out to be slim and healthy bean wood so often already)

The troops around you are the elite of the first unit of the Kingsguard, the second unit of the battle, and the eighth unit of the rescue.

To avoid intimidating the archdeacon, there are fewer tanks and many are kept looking like dogs.

If you look at their fine limbs and healthy fur, you will imagine your dog being nicely fortified (lyzapped).

The reply to the telegram from the two Japanese dogs was [we will make an immediate withdrawal and return to the Kennel Kingdom], but since my departure was shortly after receiving the reply, I should not have been able to see you.

Thank you. You seem to have gone wrong.

Surrounding us is the same white sand, blue sea.

I don't have time to be emotional about it, and I get myself out of the tank and look around with my binoculars.

"Here comes the Archdeacon!

Turning to binoculars with a voice from anyone in the Greyhound clan of the decree, I saw a line of distant archdeacons coming in carriages.

The Greyhound clan is doing a great job this time as the transceiver was intercepted last time. Master Yoch seems to be good for both, but our Lord was thrilled.

Tanks, weapons, communications machines, and other technologies.

Troop IV's technical skills are just amazing, and this whole continent's technology is not so different from the country I was in.

Even then, the kingdom will not take you to another country.

Rather, it is our country that has the next momentum in the empire.

Just at the same time, Unit IV has the fatal drawback of having a lot of "Mr. Accidental".

Especially for delicious treats and rice, you're tempted.

Revenues should be high, but they are more "accidentally" fished and run the risk of technological spills every day.

It's too late for other troops to desperately cover, and very some of the technology has already crossed into the empire.

Transceiver technology is one of them.

I ask Darius, who is wearing a shoulder car inside, to ride himself steadily out of the tank.

"What about the pursuit of the Empire?

"There doesn't seem to be any. I can't imagine the situation where the archdeacon would come all the way to see the queen."

"What about the sabotage work over there?

"It's a great success. Now they say the emperor and the duke are starting a big fight in the empire.

... All you have to do is this job. Well, let's pick you up. "

Master Marus, a small white dog, asked me to come out first, and I asked Master Darius to push my butt so I could get my body out of all the way.

When you get down to the ground, the white rings on your hips shake.

On the waist of a black military uniform for a girl, eight white leather rings.

It's a wow lead handshake.

The line that leads from there is invisible, but it connects with the captains who have started their activities everywhere.

It looked like it was just a skin strap, but after a while, the strand part disappeared.

Apparently, it's like a transceiver radio wave......

A divine artifact is a very strange being.

Actually, Master Mars, the escort dog, wanted one, too, but he had eight in stock. When I said, "Wouldn't it be nice if we were always together," I was perfectly convinced. It's a little surprising.

Master Darius, who looked satisfied with one of those rings, turns into a super giant dog.

And do me a favor.

'Then cross me next. The archdeacon will also bow down to the appearance of the brave queen who followed the big dog'

"I can't."

"You think you don't look good in a dog like me?

I said no in the sense that it would be embarrassing if people saw me traveling in Wonko, but it doesn't make sense to them at all.

Hi, in the history of this country, when royalty crossed the horse, some wonkos were jealous of the horse.

It also seemed that royalty, in children, large dog dogs often served as substitutes for horses.

Grey von Mastiff, a big dog as well, gets angry at a shocked super big dog.

"It's sloppy, Wolfhound! No! I wanted the queen to ride with Tomahawk like the first king!

"Give me a break"

I'm more embarrassed, so I refuse.

But you two heat up, and the queen's horse is me! and start the debate.

Dear Darius is supposed to be a leader dog...... it seems that there are still times when we can't control the veteran momentum.

"I'm a small dog anyway," said Mars, a small dog who was nearby, bending his navel.

The fact that large dogs are always advantageous in this matter means that all small and medium-sized dogs have long been dissatisfied, he said.

Problems with physique may be the problem of the entire dog society, which needs to be solved someday.

(Well, should I pull a white wheel here and piss them both off...)

Troubled with the handling of the lead, a big black nose was pressed against my back.

There is also a large dog, Dear Jose von St. Bernard.

As an eighth unit, I am tying a small bag filled with medicines around my neck. They say it's an emergency for in case you couldn't look like a person.

'You just have to go out with each other, like a sequence of guys. Then women. Get on my back. Not as good as Teresa, but my fuzzy hairs are good too.'

When I look into the eyes of gentle Master Jose, and then look at the furrows, I do get a fluff.

My hands fluttered and I accidentally rode.

Ko, this is pretentious...... very good.

Two big wonkos who were in contention notice how me and Master Jose are doing and protest.

"It's sloppy, St. Bernard!

'I envy you, Sir St. Bernard! Even though I'm the leader dog!

"Shut up! Master Leezelotte is a cute girl in the first place, but the man wants to put her on! I'll be the one to deal with more than this! Or do we both want Mr. Teresa to blow us away!?

'Ugh, that's...'

'Before your husband could question that, I wanted to put you on...'

Her thunderous yelling made the two wonks smaller.

(... Master Jose wasn't mixed up in a sequence fight with "because she's a woman," but maybe stronger than the two of us? And Teresa too......)

While riding on my back, that kind of question arose.

... I asked Master Mars later to find out that her punch was so heavy that when she was weighed down and hit, it didn't have to be a gut rupture.

Still, I can't believe I can rub it on a horseback ride. I don't want to be shredded of my mental strength any more.

I ended up saying, "It's good to stay like this anymore. This will be good in the future," he said, grabbing Jose's back, also his pretentious fur.

- --Operation Despicable (Terrorist) Eradication.

Simply put, this is an operation that pushes them all into their home island, where they love violence and bullying, hunting them down socially and spiritually, and [reflecting] on them.

There are two important points in this operation.

It's not just killing, it's "destroying their creed (and hence their toys) and letting the helpers pull their hand".

It's a difficult task, so you have to moderate these wolves who want to show me immediate results.

At the same time as the home of the terrorists should be attacked is the Rumanian Dragonian Imperial Centre.

To examine the suspicion that "imperial chambers are involved in the backbone of true and pure humanism" along with an investigation of other distributed pure humanistic trends.

There is no way that a mob can easily attack the royal palace of our country, which is highly military even though it is a middle-sized country.

That shows that there is a great backshield.

Transceiver technology, in particular, was taken and spilled into the Empire during the war.

"This mastermind also determines that the empire is almost clo".

Master Leonhardt has given instructions to Unit V, which is good at covert activities, and Unit VI, which is the Destruction Task Force.

The aim is to confirm the connection between the true and pure humanism of the Empire and the work of partitioning within the Empire.

Anyway, the Emperor must think that it is a "loss" for the Empire to support those terrorists.

I discount the details as they are written in Dr. Schnauzer's textbook dedicated to me, The Good Kid's Backward Diplomatic Strategy II.

It is my job to give orders.

Before I left, in the throne, I gave my orders.

Especially the two that will be needed this time.

Captain Lirik von Corgi, a small young man with an unreliable atmosphere.

And Captain Mazo von Borzoi, a delicate beautiful young man whose moon is also sumptuous.

"Sir Corgi, Sir Borzoi, we look forward to your achievements."

"Yes!

Lilic, who shakes the fluffy hair of thin tea and has rounded eyes, replies with a little detachment.

The expression looks very disturbing.

He has been deputy captain under Master Mars for a long time, but he is anxious with his natural temperament. I don't usually even show up in the royal palace because I care about people.

'I can do my job. It's often frustrating to watch' is the rating of former captain Mars.

In this mandate, we are responsible for the rapid gathering of information, working closely with the fourth and seventh units in the country.

On the other hand...

"Thank you for your order. But your husband. What about the reward? If I could..."

"I won't give it that easy! Firstly, be firm and follow the instructions of the Chancellor!

Master Mazo has no alarm or gap.

If you think I'm going to step on it easily, it's a big mistake!

On the other hand, the more delicate the appearance the wind was about to fall, the thicker the liver everywhere the contents. He shaded his face, "It's a shame," and gave a beautiful salute.

Actually, his skill is in court craftsmanship.

Understand the relationships of upstream societies by diving into gorgeous balls and gatherings or secret clubs in each country.

From there, you identify who you should crush and let them betray a man you can trust from the line of couples, families, and subordinates.

'We'll also work to destroy enemy weapons and equipment during the war. I'm basically good at breaking relationships'

Terrible technology.

And he doesn't have any friends like that.

- --Really horrible, loneliness resistant (Bochijō).

... I don't want you to be with him.

I'm not me. I'll never admit it. I won't admit it.

Okay, here's the whole picture of the operation.

Here's how I first put up "Let the terrorists do their reflections":

① Cut the supporter (sponsor) named Empire.

② Lock it down at home.

③ Ask the archdeacon to break the gate again. If you can't, say, "That's completely different from a true purist (Dashibafan). Instead, that's not pure humanism" I'll just get it.

• Isolate at home and restrict food. It is also good if you do not accept the charity from the dogs and will be martyred. If you ate it, you would copy many copies with machines that would instantly paint the look of it, and hang out with pure people from all over the world. As a man who ignores extremist vindictivism (transformative racism), he will henceforth lose the name of his activities.

⑤ Reach out to them who have lost their way and realize that people's feelings have nothing to do with race or anything else.

If you asked Dr. Schnauzer to make a fine amendment to this, it was rewritten a little bit with a red pen and submitted to the meeting.

① Keep the Empire's brothers (Emperor and Duke of Haunewelle) in the company gently. I hope I'm not about to give a little bit to the Kennel Kingdom. However, civil unrest is troublesome, so much so.

② Find all lurking true and pure humanistic believers with our noses and lock them up on the home island.

③ Threaten the archdeacon with a waste of dog material to ensure that he declares a "broken door". Ask them to pick up the dogs if they can.

• If you isolate them socially and lock them in their home base, let the dogs in and fire them all over the island! We should all erase the island, too. Don't miss one.

⑤ The only good pure people are dead pure people. No need for reflection, etc.

The meeting was very exciting.

The Queen is willing! and.

"Excellent! What perfect guidelines! We will follow the queen's thoughts!

You're particularly motivated by the red letters!

"No! This is different! Because my thoughts are on the black pen!!

I desperately disagree with the excited and uplifting upper management.

In the end, only ③ ④ accepted my proposal.

① ② is conditional and I accept the red pen, ⑤ is rejected! is.

I mean, this is the result.

· Confuse the empire, not if you're giving a little bit out here.

· Gather terrorists on your home island.

· Ask for the cooperation of the Archdeacon and treat him not as a 'sectarian', but as a completely 'separate from pure humanism' religion. Now you won't be targeted by other pure humans.

· Make totally isolated terrorists [reflect anyway].

At the end of the day, it became a somewhat vague expression.

...... I have no choice. We don't have time, so let's think about it in the circumstances then.

Just the biggest difficulty is, "Can you get the help of that archdeacon?".

The High Priest of Apso will also advise you, "Sometimes you cannot move unless you are a religious man like Lord Golton".

However, he is a truly unique thinker.

How the hell am I supposed to convince you......

The High Priest narrowed the back of his light white eyebrows and exchanged lectures with Dr. Schnauzer and Master Leonhardt along the way.

"Okay? I have also held a priesthood for many years, but priests have a special feeling. What I say is the awareness of 'Teach and guide the ignorant and obscure'. That's more troublesome than a bad teacher..."

How do we get full cooperation from the Archdeacon?

However, it should have been a lecture for that......

(What an adult world. You're all too dirty)

After the meeting and lecture I was sitting in a chair with my head in my arms.

I want the terrorists to [reflect] properly.

It's just easy to kill everyone. But let the second and third despicable men (terrorists) not be given a reason for further attacks.

That's why I don't choose the means.

(... it's tough)

But if I'm not afraid to participate.

The dogs will have another bloody fight for me and on their own.

- --- Perhaps if our country fights out of national power, it is also possible to dominate this continent.

Especially if, like the Barbarians, you are constantly hungry for battle, you always want to give me a bloody continent.

(But no. I can't!

I am a blood-soaked continent, and I do not want to share the heavens with a handful of surviving dogs.

While I feel the spiciness of the world, it's good to have a world where I can relax and live with a lot of things.

I will participate in the battle.

Join us, let us keep your lead, and we'll take care of the owner's responsibilities as well.

Lyoma von Tosa, deputy captain of the first unit, will follow me in that determination.

"Rest assured. Because it is our duty to maximize the success of the Queen's plan. Terrorists can make you reflect properly."

... right?

That's what honest Japanese dogs say. I'm going to believe it.

Lyoma, who said that, had been consulted by Barbarian, the worst militant, about ② of the plan... I'm going to believe it.

Well, a long time ago, the archdeacon arrived.

of black clothes off the carriage. He comes at me with one pitch-black eye, as if he still showed nothing.

"My next queen, you're early for a reunion. Was the crowning ceremony today?

"Neither did I. I didn't mean to see you yet"

He treats me across a big dog without any discomfort.

In the first place, it seems indifferent to the dogs themselves.

I mean, I used to see everything that transformed me, like dirt... so I guess I got a lot of attitude.

One day Mr. Teresa will read a girl's novel with me.

"Sometimes it doesn't even matter if you hate or hate because when you can do someone you like too much, they look dusty except that person," he said.

Is that it?

Then it's all because of my dog Dashiva.

Having set up a great martyrdom by religion, he was impressed and remembered by just Dashiva's, too vain appearance.

"That's what a pure dog looks like. If you're under the rule of the owner who loves him as a dog, let's put up with him" enough.

In your letter, "Master Dashiva appears in your dreams," "I don't care about anything but Master Dashiva," "Oh Dashiva. Why are you a futile dog?

Recently, he said, 'What do you think of the idea of pure humanism as pure Dashibah?' I also got a letter.

"What do you think? It's not."

Where is the maiden in love?

Besides, that's the level of sickness I saw at the facility, putting a tattoo on the name of someone I like all over my body.

He seems calm at first glance. After all, he has asked about Dashiva.

"By the way, where is Master Dashiva?"

"It's that island."

I pointed to the terrorist island.

"Because you will not be properly educated about the people you have assigned. Dashiva has been stripped by terrorists."

"What the...!?

The archdeacon, who was faceless, gives a stunned look.

Of course it's a lie.

Dashiva should be back at the royal palace at last.

But this is a negotiation.

I need you to clearly hate true and pure humanism by him and cut off the edge!

I made a dark face (although my expression doesn't change much in the first place) and appealed to him cut.

"Give me my dog, they're like, 'I'm a boring dog man. You look too good, and you're too smart to talk. Let's pull this dog out and kill him'!

"What are you doing! They're incompetent, the next queen!

Forgive me...... I won't let you, Master Dashiva! That one's exactly the Holy Dog for Pure Manhood! Holy shit!

Yet I can't believe I don't know how good it is... Those guys are not pure people!!

I sent a signal to Master Jose downstairs.

They have a device that can remember pictures and sounds in a barrel.

(Are you all right?

(It's taken properly)

I strained to him, I made no push!

"It is! We have to make them reflect! So, first of all, I went to the world and I declared," They're not pure people, "and I said," Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. "

The archdeacon, Golton, suddenly ran out into the sea.

The soldiers who were around are also flattered.

"Wait, wait!

"Dear Dashiva! I'll help you now!

The archdeacon (the shitty one) went into unexpected behavior!

It jumped straight into the ocean.

It's a brilliant swim, going for the island with Gungu. What a powerful swim!

At the behest of Darius and Gray, it's as if you can't catch up with someone from the Water Spaniel clan who is better at swimming or Teresa's relatives Newfoundland chasing you!

We have one tank on our way, but we still can't catch up!

"What a love heart...... I'll do it, Archdeacon Golton. I've reviewed it. '

Master Jose is impressed, but not quite!

If [the archdeacon, summoned to death by the next queen], it is the nightmare of religious war again!

I screamed.

"Sorry! Dashiva is not there! Dashiva is in the royal palace......!

"Caine!"

"Huh?"

For years, the honking of my dog, which I've heard so often, rang from the island.

Jose, who has become a person, hastily confirms at the transceiver.

With a bright blue face, I gave you a report.

"It's tough. That wasting dog.

I escaped from the island on my way home, accidentally got caught by a giant condor, and if I shelled the condor in a tank and crashed it, I ran away again, and the next time I was attacked by a giant shark, and that too, and if Sir Kishou knocked it down, I ran away again, and if Sir Akita knocked me down, the next time I was flushed by a pack of dolphins, and it was also threatened with shelling and scattered, I drifted to that island at some point. They're lost in the jungle on the island. "

And the terrorists found us, he said.

She quietly lowered the transceiver.

"Our lies have all become true. But it's all because of the dogs."

"Da, dashiva...... My dog..."

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