Queen of the Mad Dog Knights

My name is Mameta von Siva.

He is the son of the Marquis of Sheba.

Born old, I've been drowned by my parents.

But he is never a weak man.

I am a fine Japanese dog boy with rigid martial arts and quality. [M]

But as a reality.

In fact, he has a small body just like his mother and a face that is said to be "cute".

Born as a Japanese dog boy anyway, I wanted to be a masculine face like Sir Tosa and Sir Akita.

Besides, among the Sheba clan, my parents are called "bean wood," a small family line.

I mean, it's a small dog.

Why in this world, large dogs, small dogs, etc., and their future physique are determined from birth!

Even I want to grow up to be about the size of the Akita clan one day, or at least the Kishu clan!

... There's nothing I can do about being born.

But I can't believe a family of people who say they look "cute" after a good year... I'm not convinced at all.

Above all, that one you admire.

I wish I could be a big, wonderful man like that one!

I saw a man in military uniform in a black cape, nestled beneath a blue sky thinner than the Rumanian continent, in a new continent -- not "new" or "old" from the indigenous people.

A very tall, stern face.

Soothing spine from a distance. Clear watery eyes.

Its clean atmosphere made him feel, above all, charisma and solitude he had.

He made himself a young Duke of Wolfhound, a hero who survived the worst war in the history of the Kingdom of Kennel brilliantly.

Darius von Wolfhound.

A rare dog man, who, with the young Chancellor and the golden Reindeer Duke of Golden Retriever, has restored the pride of the country.

Desolate earth.

By the ruined city.

He doesn't change his expression and looks down at a grave built like a mountain.

The city was already covered with piles of corpses by the time it arrived.

We are gathering surviving residents and moving them to an extraordinary city/kennel.

Cooking takes place everywhere, with stretched crews carrying surviving wounded people, softly.

Mr. Kishou over there said, "Mame! Not enough people! Help!" he called out, rushing to you.

When our beloved king, Lady Abel, was left behind.

At last, the royal family who loved us was gone.

There was an anomaly in the body and mind of the dogs that make up the majority of the population.

It's a legacy phenomenon called "wild dogging".

As a person, reason fades.

As a dog, coordination is diminishing.

The power to make up society was weakened, and people continued to flee into the legendary Mountain of Curses "Dog Abandoned Mountain (honji)" so that they could not rub with other dogs any more.

The trigger----despair.

The lack of a royal presence creates a huge void in your heart, breaking the "backbone" of the dogs you've spent thousands of years building.

Effort, victory, friendship, loyalty dog.

It is said that the virtues of the precious dogs one after the other, which the first king, Ayal, gave to our ancestors, are unbearable...

At home, one of my brothers suddenly said, "I'm going to the mountains," and my family panicked.

My mother said, "At least lock me in my room!" He screamed, "My brother, who congested his eyes, screamed.

"It's hard and pathetic... and you want to eat the fine bones all over the house, you want to bark at the moon, you want enemies! It's like we've always been!

Something runs me in the mountains as a wild dog! He told me to climb the mountain and defeat Shirokabuto! The back of my heart is moving!

By the way, Shirokabuto is a kind of higmar that was in ancient times, a giant beast of legend.

I wonder what our ancestors would have been.

And the kingdom of Kennel was targeted by neighbouring countries.

The empire, which targets the territory with the Yumanist kingdom that discriminates against the dogs, has joined hands and attacked the kingdom.

Usually my country, where most of the people are military, should have been able to kick them out lightly.

But the footsteps of the Knights, whose wilderness was on the rise, were disturbed, and many victims were made.

Both the lords of the nobility and the captains of the Central Knights lacked many.

That's where Darius, who was famous as the dog of the late king, showed up.

A giant dog of splendid stature.

The limbs were successful, the nails were sturdy, and above all the light that dwelt in their empty eyes was powerful.

A dog is a dog in a dog.

It's about the best "dogs you can" get the best favor from the king.

The history of your dog dates back to the story of the first king's dog, Porch.

He appealed to the people in a prestigious manner.

I was a little concerned about his bald tail for some reason, but it was trivial to his beauty.

"O people of Kennel! We must not give up! Our king is not in this country. But who can say I'm not in this world!?

He sues.

Dogs are people who never give up their royalty.

No matter how far away you go, you can use your sense of smell and hearing and all your senses to find royalty.

"I can tell! There's a royal family somewhere! The Knights will find the King! So, people, don't give up!

And stabilize this country and give the king peace of mind to return to this house (Kennel)!

Its powerful speeches and howls gave hope and inspired courage to all the people.

The eyes of the wild doggers glowed, and the feet of those who were headed toward Mount Dog Abandonment (Honja) stopped.

That's when we saw the future.

I'm sure the king awaits us. And stroke us, okay, good luck!

The counterattack from there was awesome.

Drive back an imminent enemy to near the Royal Palace with fire around the Puppies (Puppies).

Bury the enemies who were rampant in the city, at the hands of the citizens.

Enemies deployed on a large scale to the border were devastated with total force battles by claws and fangs of the Knights and noble private units.

At that time I was assigned to Central Knights Unit 1 as a boy soldier.

Needless to say, the parents' intentions and title had something to do with it.

Against the same background, the same age of the Marchese clan, who was very active at that time, was named "White Devil" and what a draw by the captain of the Fifth Army.

I envy you...... but I know about my strengths.

Even though he was weak in his struggle, he was bought a high level of intelligence and placed in the Kingsguard. You have to admit that.

And.

With the end of the war, Master Darius said.

"From now on, it's our job," he said.

The time has come for the means of mobility (surface and air multi-tanks, giant ships, various means of mobility) that have been developed by Troop IV to become active in a real sense.

The Central Knights first looked for the legendary Old Continent.

Because there's a good chance that Abel's orphan will be there.

There were two routes already known.

A merchant ship that tried to head to the cat man's country was consumed by a storm and happened to go to the old continent.

And it's a route that the famous explorer of the Empire, Radon da Gama, had declared "discovered".

The legacy of the first king says that from the east coast of the Kingdom of Kennel, there is an old continent if you go even straight east.

That's actually what the cat merchant told me.

But according to a bestselling book written by Radon da Gama, it is "a little more south".

Master Darius suggested that on this voyage he parted in two convoys with Master Leonhardt, Duke of the Golden Retriever, who young succeeded the Chancellor's seat and housekeeper.

If it's within the continent of Rumania, captain class can move.

But what spreads in front of you is the vast ocean where ancient dogs performed a miracle crossing.

"There has to be a decent leader dog to get over this," Master Darius said.

So the group, made up around the first unit, headed "a little further south" with all the latest equipment and tons of food and even the technology and moving plants that process the local food.

The result is here.

A different continent from the old one. Dystyle continent in local language.

A long and distant voyage ahead of us.

————— It was a world of great war.

The original inhabitants were 20 million. And according to those who are said to be surviving intellectuals, there are now 90,000.

We tentatively call this the Dark Continent.

I see the surrounding sights in the slightly limp morning air while cooking.

Indigenous people in unfamiliar and vibrant outfits, but do not hide physical and psychological wear in repeated wars.

The basics seem to be a race that doesn't transform, but some occasionally look unfamiliar.

In the newly discovered New World, the languages spoken were for some reason much the same.

It has a unique intonation, thanks to which it is not difficult to communicate, but it feels strange.

The director of the laboratory, Dr. Schnauzer, who was accompanying Unit I, analyzed it with a stroke of pride.

A storm of atrocities by ancient puritans, perpetrated in the ancient days of Tai.

Because of this scourge, the transformed races who risked their lives to escape the continent had also arrived in this new continent.

Like the continent of Rumania, it built its own country and civilization from it.

I mean, whether that's the case.

Then why has this continent extremed war?

That depends on the unique development of pure humanism on this continent.

Fundamentalism respecting "reason" and "purity" is emerging in the continent of Rumania, but it was used here as a theory of the governance of nations.

He said that human beings are creatures who know and can do "justice".

as the ultimate result of pursuing such a human figure.

We denied each other justice and ran into excessive self-defense in the name of our own justice.

The trigger was corruption in the upper levels of the country.

The army chose violence in an attempt to drop the hammer of justice on something that threatened their lives.

But in the end, we just wanted to top ourselves and smoke some sweet juice.

The corruption of the army proceeded in an instant, and even more so the revolutionaries chose violence.

But by revolution, even if they break the upper ranks and institutions of the army, they only protect their own people.

The storm of Solemn Qing proceeded and eventually the civic campaigner rose......

From here, my tribe, my family, my family, myself and my size get finer.

A "righteous struggle" for every human being to defend himself….

There remains a bleeding, devastated land on the Dark Continent.

But we are not lost.

For dogs, it's royalty to look for.

It's not just for reasons of attacking others.

said Master Darius.

"I'm in the way of finding royalty. Capture all those who attack. But give us food, weapons and praise in one place."

It's troublesome to be made an invader (Invader) by the logic of justice, but the ultimate justice is not to acknowledge what the other person has to say.

Anything that doesn't make sense, you just have to give them weapons.

Lock the weak in a narrow place so they don't get involved, and affirm each and every one of them forcefully.

That way......

On Master Darius's behalf, Captain Greyhound of Unit VII, with a bunch of reports beside him, came to report.

I scratched Tsung Tsung's head and said, "The righteous landeboo is over. One last person left, though. Besides, he killed all the guys with bare hands and weapons. Can I make it an article," said Captain Greyhound.

Apparently it was a pretty interesting scene, with sparkling eyes.

"No. Don't keep a record."

"It's an interesting scoop. Maybe he's a dog."

Among the righteous proxies who self-destructed, there were those who remained with power until the end.

His name is Salvival Intractia Wolf Lobo.

It was an encounter with a man who was going to unite the dark continent--the Lieselotte continent.

Salvival was brought to a temporary tent.

They made him change. He's wearing a clean, but worn, piercing jacket.

Because if we don't need to apply our clothes, we will refuse.

I observed the lonely chief of the tribe next to Darius.

Grey brown hair, grey brown eyes.

The forged up body had a wild taste, a little shorter than Master Darius, but was a tall enough big man.

Sitting in front of Master Darius sitting in a chair, he is calm.

And I never try to keep my head down.

I felt his pride in that slender spine and the sharp gaze he looked at.

Lord Salvival, do you mind?

I don't mind.

Dear Darius and Salvival keep their distance and observe each other with watery and grey-brown eyes.

It seems that the herd leaders grasp each other's territory.

Sung, and Master Darius moved his nose and asked.

"You're a dog, aren't you?

"If you're talking about changing your appearance, I guess so"

He became a giant dog figure on the spot.

In grey brown fur, small pupils. Its color is grey brown, but if you look closely it also looks golden.

It looked a little like Deputy Husky's face in Unit IV. Although he has blue eyes.

"What's going on with the treatment of dogs on this continent"

'... is said to be the devil. That would be a firing sentence if they found out. In our tribe, the first thing we have to teach our children is not to look like dogs. "

"What do you think of this status quo?

'We fought to survive. And those weak in the battle were defeated. Me too, I've been captured losing to you so many times, and this is how I'm here. That's all. "

"I see. I ask you one thing, what do you think of pure humanism"

'That's not religion. It's just a violent device. "

"Okay, I get it"

Oh, my God, Darius decided to release him.

To his confusion, Master Darius takes the look of a dog.

A salvival that opens its eyes to the appearance of a giant dog.

That's right.

We haven't seen a dog since we came to this continent.

Because I've been on alert ever since I learned of the existence of pure humanism.

We'll follow it, too, and we'll take the dog.

A large dog and four Japanese dogs appeared in a grey-brown salvival.

'You guys...!

"We come from a country of dogs. I want to ask your lord. Be the champion of this continent. '

In this continent we prevailed.

But what we have to do here is not run the continent, etc.

Looking for people.

I've spent a lot of time on it, but I can finally sit back.

I'll do as much as I can to help.

So, you guys do the reps.

"What is a People Finder...?

"The meaning of our lives. Joy. That's what it is. '

"Joy"

'Your lord will not know. But if you know, it's too late.'

Master Darius became a person and removed a cloth from his left chest pocket.

That's...!

More than my surprise, Salvival reacted strongly. Show agitation to that scent.

'What is it, that scent that... shakes my heart so hard! Smells I've never smelled!

"Abel's socks."

"What is Master Abel...!?

"My beloved master."

"Dear Sir..."

"Your lord is probably a Wolfdog. Draw strong the blood of a wolf that will never be kept. But if this scent moves you around, I mean, it's a dog. Be aware, you are dogs."

Staring at the socks, Salvival.

Master Darius went into his left chest pocket with the intention of showing any more of his treasures and said, "Well. I don't care about reconstruction, but it's more of a search than that," he cuts out.

"This is an emergency communication from the Prime Minister!

A soldier from a missionary order with a specially made capsule rushed in.

intercontinental communication capsule.

Use a year's worth of gunpowder from the Kingdom of Kennel and fly a capsule with a message with its explosive power to the next continent.

Continental ballistic communications that punch exactly the message in. The owner of the Greyhound clan wanted to be the latest telegram inside, and he rubbed it.

(... the boulder is unit four. I didn't know you'd succeed in one shot)

Inside there were metal plates and boxes designed not to dissolve.

The board is a letter. And when you break a small box covered in metal, there's...!

"Ko, this scent...!

"Even more fragrant than the earlier cloth!

It was a small white ribbon.

Royal, scented ribbon.

There was also an image, which was burned to metal.

A faceless little skinny girl.

Silver hair with tinted eyes.

It's a lonely atmosphere somewhere, looking far away.

(It's your husband...!

It's not rational.

That's just what I thought by instinct.

The suggestion, Master Darius, Salvival, and the Japanese dog seniors took their breath.

"Leonhardt finally discovered the royal family. Safely protected, apparently."

'Oh......!

"I want to go back soon. But Leonhardt called her, 'Serious, I can't leave something weak behind. I would rather despise such a human being,' he wrote."

Master Darius wrinkled between his eyebrows and made a decision after bitter reluctance.

Once again, we decided to make your husband feel a little better.

"The search is aborted! But before I return, I will rebuild this continent into a living land! Survival, you take the lead."

Dear Darius declared to the Survival watching the ribbon cancer.

"I'm the leader dog. Survival, have them follow my instructions. Develop this continent and present it to your husband. And get a compliment and a stroke."

'... right'

Indigenous (Salvival) has relinquished ownership of their hometown!

(Well, you have no choice. I can't help but do something for that scented child)

Powerless, but bean wood. Only pride was a cloud ago.

What can I give my lonely husband? [M]

I started thinking desperately.

————— Ultimately I decided to stay on the dark continent and strive for stability on the continent.

I want her to feel safe with less political anxiety material.

It was with Salvival as the autonomy of the Kingdom of Kennel that he established the land as his master's name, the country of Lieselotte on the continent of Lieselotte, and the capital city of Lieselotte, and began to co-govern.

Master Lieselotte, whose copy was made by Master Darius, honored Master Darius, who prayed "My Goddess," and became known as the Goddess Lieselotte.

Immediately the temple was built, and "Lieselottes" expelled pure humanism. Darius is also worshipped as a "dog" and is treated as a goddess' use.

By the way, dogma is similar to wonko religion, but would the biggest difference be that there is a "god named Leezelote"? It draws a line with a religion that specifically had no idols.

Sex offenders targeting young girls are also characterised by the decision to impose an immediate death sentence.

"Dear beans. Senko on the paperwork."

"Mr. Robo. Can you stop that name?

My name is Shiva, but for some reason, it's called "Dear Bean."

Apparently it was a bad idea to be a dog all the time to boast that it was mainly the dogs who dominated it.

They say I'm still cute. [M]

I have no choice. For the popularity of the people, some humiliation has to be spoiled.

It's all for your husband.

(One day, I'll admit I'm working hard too and I wonder if I can be her dog)

He ran the continent with such pale dreams.

No one has taught me that for a while. [M]

That she already has a dog, and that it's bean wood.

Furthermore, the fact that he is the worst wasting dog like the end of the world, unlike a dog who can do wonderfully what the dogs think...!