Queen of the Mad Dog Knights

Afternoon tea time.

Today I was surrounding a rectangular table with the Knights.

Many of you are not looking like dogs.

I've been saying since autumn, 'Please ban bowls for about tea!' Cause I did you a favor.

There is usually a thunderous laugh in the corner of the quiet private room.

"Ha-ha-ha! Oh, my righteous daughter is so powerful! I must thank the Chancellor!

"Thank you very much for your help, Mastiff."

"No, no, because it's my family that hasn't had a dog in years! Now you have a good face as a winner!

In a good mood, Mr. Gray wraps around a bone-thick jerky.

Thanking the elderly by pinching the table, Master Leonhardt smiled and picked up a cup with tea.

Next to Master Leonhardt's right, Master Rascal of the Fourth Squad sits. I give in to the table and I don't move.

When I saw what they were doing, I was making bone-shaped origami with luxury Honeybone wrappers.

Apparently, I'm free.

Master Apollo of the third unit seems to be as busy and absent as ever.

Do you think there has been more material of concern since there has been some increase in business dealings with the continent of Lieselotte (which I have given up)?

He says he's at sea now.

Master Lillick of the Fifth Squad is in this room.... Yes, but up there. Ceiling.

When you ask me why, I'm sorry about the situation where you eat sweets with me... Have you been too backward lately!?

And Master Yoch of the Seventh Squad is also absent.

You can't come out of a printing house in the royal palace because articles from Dashiva's marriage sell silly or something.

He filled his face with ink and said, 'It's to improve the status of a wasting dog!' You say, 'but it looks like you're printing a suspicious weekly magazine.

(His name is [Waspa!] Was it...... Teresa told me that it was some kind of female sexual painting that sprinkled the true meaning of a man......)

It looks like the magazine preferred by men from young to middle, and once I tried to sneak around, Teresa took it up on me.

My brother-in-law is in the next room, and he organizes the artifacts that arrive from my parents' house.

Once I checked, Abel, there were no artifacts like the notes your father left me.

- - Hasn't my late mother left something for me?

A little, I was expecting.

(It's not that easy, is it?)

The feelings of those who died without leaving anything behind are not easily known.

My brother-in-law seemed to have a lot to think about my real mother, but Cain, I really respected your father.

Until just now, paying off the dust of the book, he said, 'He was clumsy, too. We were all clumsy,' he looked at the artifact in nostalgia.

While Teresa calmly prepares colorful snacks and drinks.

There's one more "ex" in front of the captain, besides Dear Mars------.

"It's really sensible, isn't it? Most men took sides in sympathy for Dashva's condition, and the woman's breasts were struck by Elizabeth's condition and affection. His Majesty has succeeded in managing these brilliantly jealous rabies by keeping his dog together."

Lord Afghanhound sits next to Master Gray.

It flushes a long, twinkly hair back and wraps around the one bay picked up with nails trimmed by Charlie.

I sip waw tea and nod, "I knew One Bay was limited to the wacko confectionery ones"......

"Lord Afghanhound... why are you here again? We met at the Harvest Festival in autumn, but you must have been banished from the king's capital."

"The law is always full of holes. The world is always full of holes. The way you do it is always no comment. Charlie got a letter from Prince Platon saying," I'm proud of my new friend. "He really wants to see me, so I brought him here. She still has a place in this royal nursery. It's a natural right."

A man as beautiful as an ageless fairy explains, Shh shh shh shh shh.

His neck, completely shattered to say against me, had a red collar with silver, which I put in place.

He sticks his collar together and talks.

"I wonder if you know that, sir. Parents say it these days. It's a win." I'm gonna sue you for using the Seventh Squad, right? You're gonna tear a kid's crying face apart and make him a villain, aren't you? 'And if you argue, most teachers try to be calm and say,' Yes, stop. Isn't this hand story supposed to be no comment?

Master Leonhardt can stop you.

Mr. Jose, who was pinching dried fruit next to Master Leonhardt's left, reacted to an explanation that had not been his.

"Oh, but. The Chancellor didn't do the math, did he? You just happened to have a nice relationship, didn't you?

"Sir St. Bernard, you're right. I only fulfilled the dream of a benefactor woman."

"Hmm."

At my feet, Master Mars looks up to Master Leonhardt, who has an atmosphere that is likely to put a bouquet of flowers on the maiden.

'Right...... You must have been fortunate because even on the old continent you could not find a wife'

"Fortunately? For whom, I guess."

Master Darius, the dog figure, and Master Mazo, held down by a large torso, who also lay down under the table.

Mr. Darius has been a "Queen's Feet" escort dog today.

A graceful dog falling into a belly crawl stares at my braided boots all at once and shakes his head.

"Whatever the happiness of a dog. Why do you think the Queen will be forgiven at once? Do you think I would be satisfied with that? They say it's a stiff boot. '

"Be satisfied with that. Dear Darius, with the authority of the Commander,"

"Pleasure. Take this body and be the weight of this perverted dog. I'm the one who serves at your feet. Serving under your feet is... unforgivable, Borzoi. Whatever I do. '

The black super big dog sputtered a disturbing dialogue and stared at the skinny big dog's men who kept staring at my feet.

"Not at all. The Knights are my pace, aren't they?"

"Really, headed by Chancellor Leonhardt,"

To the comments of Reiman's Prime Minister. I can get in.

He answers with a smile.

Today's red collar is also well cared for and glossy.

But you won't be fooled.

I beat the arm of a young man turned in my stomach and his hard thigh under my butt with a petite slap.

"It's time to get off Master Leonhardt's knees. Could you put it down?"

"Is that an order?

"Naturally!

Down off his knees reluctantly, I asked Mr. Teresa to bring that one.

"It's my handmade snack today!

What Mr. Teresa put on the table with Don was a pile of wananas.

Very similar to bananas. But it is a half-life dried fruit, much bigger than that, characterized by its white, fluffy and extremely sweet character.

The 'Travel Dog' brand of food, developed by the Pedestrian Association.

One of its brands is this wanana handmade kit.

It's an easy handmade snack kit, "No matter how clumsy the kid, it's a series of easy cute treats to make - a wanana that runs out".

Clumsy and handy, this is the perfect handmade snack kit for me, the "Don't Vessel" series.

The only one of them I won't fail is Wanana, who's going to run out!

When the bag is opened, a wanana appears with the outer skin peeled off.

If you break that slowly with both hands, it cuts nicely into ovals, so arrange it in a large round plate.

Yes, you can!

I can't forget the look on the face of Master Mars and his brother-in-law the first time I saw that.

"Wanana again...... at least Wanna Pudding or something"

I heard voices from under the table, but I won't give them to anyone who complains.

Stab a small fork in a slice of beautifully lined wanana.

"Yes, eat my made snacks! Ahem."

"" Wow!

No matter how many identical wannas you serve, all the dogs will be happy to eat when you do this!

How wonderful that I have something to give you too!

Most people are just happy to be a dog and be "ahem" with their bare hands, but Master Mars wants to be made into a person.

And when Master Leonhardt licked me to the palm of my hand in a person's appearance, I pulled a dong.

When the whole large plate was emptied.

I called my two dogs.

"Dashiva! Elizabeth! It's a snack!

"Bye!

Elizabeth responding with a cheerful voice comes from my bedroom.

When I put two bowls with wananas in front of her, I realized the other one wasn't coming.

"What happened to Dashiva?

"... mmmm"

Elizabeth, you sound pathetic.

To that appearance, the captains' gaze moves into my bedroom.

When Elizabeth stared at her bowl, she went back to where she had come from.

I decided to look at each other and go check on the bedroom.

No dog shadow, my bedroom. Elizabeth is under the bed, pressing the bowl in with her nose tip.

Dashiva is under the bed.

Master Mars said, "Men also need time to be alone!" and offered Dashiva my rights under the bed, which I would not normally give way to.

If you initially hated Dashiva, you are no longer in this royal palace.

Now when you walk down the hallway with Dashiva and Elizabeth, all the men pray for Dashiva.

Pray with a stern look, especially the man who saw Elizabeth titled Dashiva.

You're talking about a civilian, Mr. Anton, who said that more dogs wanted to "indulge in dogmatism to pay for it"? But the joyful archdeacon lives crying every day, so he can't grasp the faithful and doesn't know how much it affects them.

"It's hard to comfort my brother," he laughed languidly.

"Now the men of the dogs are united by the warp of sacrifice. For the time being, there will be no sequential struggle."

That's what you said, I'm the Apso High Priest.

Warp is a form of livestock for mowing hair, making clothes and eating meat.

At the end of the year, they have a festival of roasting and eating warp with all the dog man's troubles on his back, and now Dashiva carries the troubles of all married men ————— Hmm?

"High Priest. Why does Dashiva bear the pain? Aren't you a happy newlywed"

The archpriest, who does not answer just by laughing, had added to the celebration of marriage written in his dog training book (Bible) a wording saying [because there is also much to love].

"Dashiva, it's a snack."

When I spoke under the bed, a glimpse of Dashiva's munchkin 'forelegs appeared. The bracelet stays on.

Elizabeth dragged the Wanana Bowl in with her forefoot as she pressed it with her nose tip, making the sound of flattening it under the bed with her toys.

"... you don't hate Elizabeth, do you"

"Toys"

"Let's..."

I don't pee, my tail doesn't cling to my belly, I don't dig holes and stick to my face.

And I don't even pose as a surrender to her.

I totally thought I liked this big maiden as a Dashiva......

Like when I used to push "my only friend" against Dashiva.

Have I also made a mistake?

To me in anxiety, Master Mars says, "That's not true".

'It's okay. If he really hated us, we'd disagree more.'

"Dear Mars,"

The white Sarahwa dog peeking into Dashiva's condition sighs, ha.

I hung my forefoot on my lap as it was and snapped.

"Hey, Master Reese. Give me a hug."

"Uh, ah, yes"

When he lifts it, it enters his arms softly. Master Marus pushes his face against my chest and moves his nose softly, snubbing.

'Well, I feel sorry for him every time I see him. What is it? It's the first time I've been shocked that there was a girl who really liked me. Because even an old man who is stupid and a bad dog and doesn't have a sloppy lower body seems to be only aware of himself. I don't think about reflection at all. It's true you're actually in awe of that beauty.'

"Then accept her affection immediately!

'I wonder if it's that easy to get there. Love isn't something that really falls. "

Master Mars has obsidian eyes and looks up at my face.

"What's wrong?

'... well. I mean, I like Master Reese. Guys, guys. I mean, I liked Master Reese a lot more than I did when we met. "

"Is that true? Glad!"

I cuddle Master Marus in my chest and cheek unexpectedly.

'Of course, my queen. You have shown in numerous actions that you want to be with us happily. That's all that saved our hearts. "

Master Leonhardt, who has become a golden dog, slips to his feet.

Wow!

When you realize it, everyone around you has become a dog.

It's sweet when you feel weak on your feet.

Beyond the door, Teresa, who became a black dog, also sits Nico.

Master Grey snuggles up on Elizabeth and comforts her dog bigger than herself as an adopted daughter.

I advised him in his ear to cut off his tail if he was in too much of a hurry.

What a lively tea party ended up having fun today.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

On the coast of the night, I was alone.

Quiet ocean. Dark waves will come and make my feet cold and wet.

"Reese's mother was a traveler, wasn't she? That's... '

"Yes, but what is it?"

"Leezelotte! My son was fooled by your mother. With you, I had to marry you! Oh, how pathetic my child!

"Dear Auntie..."

"Don't call me Grandma! Even though he might be my real grandson. '

'Father, you like me, don't you? You're okay because I'm here, right? Without your mother, you wouldn't be remarried if I were, would you?

"Reese is adorable. I don't think so."

And the feel of my father's hand, who stroked my cheek, is quickly lost, and instead sharp pain pierces me.

"Can't you be a little more loving? My hands have turned red."

"I'm sorry, mother-in-law"

"How could the woman who gave birth to you have secretly tricked Pure Cain into marrying you to have another man's child? I'm not, something with love. Cain's true love and his belly are all mine. '

……

"What kind of eyes? Tears don't suit you. [M] 'Cause I'm the only one who can use women's tears.'

Ba!

"Ha."

When I woke up I was napping on the couch in my afternoon sleep.

By your face, Elizabeth.

Looks like she licked me up and woke me up.

"Elizabeth. Thank you. You woke me up."

"Bubba."

"Elizabeth has been watching over Leese for a long time."

"We have more lovely dogs and feel safe as women."

"Dogs didn't even bark when the danger was imminent."

This is Mrs Poodle and Mrs Friese, who have come to lecture me on evening manipulation.

Looks like you've been waiting for me on the provided white table.

"Sorry! We'll be ready in a minute."

"It's still okay, Your Majesty. Mrs. Pitbull doesn't need it yet."

"That's unusual. Lady Grace Corey is a tough man on time."

Indeed.

Like his neatly tied hair, Master Grace was a tough person to meet.

Yet why did you marry Master Barbarian, who even has a strange sense of time in his life......

When I'm wondering, all of a sudden the door is slammed.

It was the usual command dogs who jumped in.

'There's been a report of a plague on the New World! Troop 3 is closing the route!

"Troop VIII is assembled, forming a detachment under the direction of Captain Wolfhound and Captain St. Bernard!

"Lady Grace Corey von Pitbull is rubbing with soldiers at the gate saying," I'm going to see my continental husband "!

My eyes woke up all at once and I tied my sleeping hair behind me, checking right away.

"Who is the plague!?

'I don't know. However, Captain St. Bernard said it could also be a new form of rabies virus------'

"No!"

As soon as I heard the report, Mrs Friese screamed and lost her mind.

Mrs. Puddle, who turned bright blue, hugs me, "Your Majesty". He shakes his luxuriously curly hair with tremors and appeals to me in desperate shape.

"Your Majesty must flee to the shelter now. And never come out."

"Huh?"

"And shut down the new continent, and let's burn the new continent down before it reaches the Rumanian continent, no more Arre Kennel. Per Person"

"Yes!?

"The dogs would have been extinct if anything had happened to His Majesty. Sacrificed New Continentals will gladly die -----"

"Please don't! And calm down, ma'am!

I beside desperately stroking and calming the lady's curly hair and back, please tell Teresa that I will soon be heading among the kings to the command dogs.

In an emergency, I will ride Mr. Teresa's back, who walks side by side with Master Mars.

When I reached the throne, there was a crowd of military uniforms with red collars.

Mr. Grey and Mr. Rascal, who admitted to my appearance, said the most about the opening.

"Your Majesty! Which missile does Your Majesty like best!?

"We have everything we need in unit four."

"Don't be the first to say the last resort!

Totally the Knights are standing.

Master Darius rushed over after giving instructions.

"I'm sorry. When that pathogen comes up, dogs can't be normal."

"Is it a disease that has caused royalty to die..."

"Yep. Took away my dog's family, took away my beloved owners-----it's rabies"

You took my father, sick.

"But it wasn't always identified, was it?"

"But as long as it's suspicious, take maximum measures early. We learned it once."

Master Leonhardt is wearing a white military uniform, not a rare white Chancellor's uniform.

"My sister initially complained of headaches. I initially thought it was just a cold because I was coughing------"

Separate words, I shut up.

I close my eyes. No need to ask for further explanations.

Please explain on your knees that Jose, wearing something called protective clothing, will 'take a specimen'. They're going to identify pathogens while checking in on the New World.

"It is impossible to zero the possibilities. But we can widen the possibilities that are unlikely. Please, Your Majesty. From now on, please stay away from things that seem ill, things that complain about ill health."

"Okay."

"And may I have permission to accompany Mrs. Pitbull?"

And Lady Grace?

"She always said, 'My husband is supposed to be alive somewhere, so leave him alone'..."

"Your Majesty. It's also trustworthy. But she also lost a lot of her family to rabies. You can't keep your upset down like you always do. If you will forgive me for sympathy as the same woman, please. Forgive her for traveling, too."

To Master Jose's desperate eyes, I could only snort.

"And yes, Your Majesty"

A red switch that feels ready to see, handed to me by Lady Rascal.

"... what is this"

"It's a switch to a recently developed continental destruction missile."

When were you developing something like that!

When I am stunned, Lady Rascal says with a serious look.

"You don't have a choice. It's better than landing on this continent."

"Hey, this is on a boulder -----"

Everyone is true when I look around.

Seriously, as a last resort, a relative, a companion, is willing to destroy the land where the close people live.

Two more switches were passed to the palm of my hand.

The buttons are blue and yellow.

"Then this is the missile for the old continent. Besides, we've made it for all of the continental Rumania."

"Are you really serious!?

He (Rascal), who leads the craftsman dog (geek), said seriously, "If you want to do it anyway, let's complete it. It sounds interesting," you say.

... on the boulder. Shall we start the HR transfer?

But if you look closely, the "Press here" mark on the button is off.

Unusual.

I hear you're not a minute crazy, and you're good at making precision------.

When I looked closely at Master Rascal's hands, he was shaking a little.

(... right)

"Dear Darius"

"Yes."

"Give me a hand"

"Ha."

I slowly walked out toward the "my" throne with my own hand in his hand.