Queen of the Mad Dog Knights

An enthusiastic teacher, not a lolicon.

- Is that sincerity that doesn't dwell on Simo or not?

Sex education books, not porn books.

- Is that willing or not to pray for healthy growth?

So how do you teach an 11-year-old girl "how to make the right baby"?

- Beyond the wok, we need adult seriousness.

Men who glimmer under the throne.

A tough-faced man with short grey hair, grinning viciously, pointed to the beauty of dark hair.

"If you go back to the royal palace in a while, this is it. Wolfhound! Looks like you and I should do our ranking once and for all."

"Oh Pitbull. Let my fist crush your ambition."

"Hmm. Ambition, etc... I'm only praying for the sound development of Your Majesty"

"Stop laughing! Master Leese is a poor toddler! Untainted girl! It's a pure maiden heart to protect!!

Darius von Wolfhound, head of the great knighthood everyone acknowledges, barked.

Angry flames peek into clear watery eyes.

"Master Reese... you don't really have to go to the bathroom."

The book dog is only serious, but the statements are all kinds of weird.

His enemy like that is the Marquis Barbarian von Pitbull.

A man who made his own private forces and tried to change the battlefield all over the continent as well.

Although it has calmed down lately, the spark of struggle has not disappeared.

And he's currently the worst dog trying to teach his beloved husband something terrible.

"I swear I will defend Master Reese's maiden heart by hanging in the name of the dog I will protect!

One step.

Darius stepped out the red carpet with his military shoes.

Put your right fist in the palm of your left hand. A dry sound that echoes among kings.

"Which kindergarten sex education theory is right - let me make a decision with this fist"

"Oh, sure."

A barbarian that glows and barks with joy.

From the Barbarian point of view, Darius, the corrupt edge from the nursery school.

He was a crybaby, a man who hated fighting and didn't even feel like bullying him.

I grew up and dizzled and battled, but his fundamentals remained the same.

No matter how charismatic and instructive you showed, you didn't want a fight wholeheartedly.

And even Darius knows he's not as interested in himself as he is.

Whether vandalizing the battlefield with a private unit or ramming a higmar opponent on a new continent, a man who had no interest in himself as a fighting dog.

But now...

"I will crush you with all my might."

The big man who intimidates (Darius) is serious.

I'm seriously trying to crush myself for chanting to this man, "Your Majesty is about the same age, so let me get used to reading porn books".

Comfort runs on the crease and spine.

I feel really comfortable killing.

"Your soul will tremble, Wolfhound!

Barbarian barked.

I have pride in being the strongest fighter.

Free up the maximum power, to the strongest dog breed Wolfhound...... no.

Challenge the nation's most powerful man, stinking of virginity.

Fist each other - - the battle to extremes the apex of the dog is about to begin now -.

This was deliberately removed from [The Kingdom of Kennel] in later years,

"Kennel Kingdom Baby Bird Cage Case"

It is an act of

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The beginning is between kings.

It was Russelterria's statement to Her Majesty Queen Lieselotte.

Russell Terrier, head of the Knights of the Borders, plays against the Central Knights (also known as the Knights of the Rabies).

The sophisticated and aristocratic atmosphere and the elegant face are at a glance, but the character is not pleasant.

Girl sitting right on the throne.

Against His Majesty in an adorable blue lace dress, he shook up arrogantly.

"His Majesty is eleven years old. I'm twelve next year. So you should get married soon. And please increase the royalty. I'd like about fifteen people for now. I just abandoned my ambition to... etc my son. You can have a white dog with marchee there now, so make a baby soon."

The surroundings breathe.

The air in the hall froze.

Especially with escort duties under Her Majesty Queen Lieselotte, fiancée candidate lead dog Mars von Marchez (fifteen), was unable to move with his eyes open.

Russell terrier unaware of the dramatic changes in the atmosphere.

He continues his remarks with a flaky white tea forehead from his all-back.

"And the dogs in the region need to increase their chances of getting in touch with the royalty. In the first place, right? It was from the Russell Terrier family who gave way to that wasting dog where he should be chosen by his dog. From now on, you're going to babysit your descendants Russell Terrier."

But no one's listening.

Because I can't afford it.

Captain Darius von Wolfhound, etc., whose right-hand side of Liezelotte was in a fixed position, was completely rigid.

The captains under the throne also reacted in ten colors.

"That's right," snorted Gray von Mastiff, Kisaraya's second squad leader.

The quiet giant dog, Captain Apollo von Great Den Part III, closed his eyes and petrified.

Rascal von Malamut, an artisan dog without a woman's edge in the fourth unit, does not move with his mouth slightly open.

Captain Corgi of the easily upset Fifth Corps (let it be Anzatsu) is shaking as he looks at Kyorokyoro and the captains next door.

Captain of the Sixth Squad (that's right) - - No, the Borzoi suspicious, just faceless.

And captain of unit seven, who loves scandals (Sukomi Oko), Yoch von Greyhound whistles hifu - -.

Captain Jose von St. Bernard, a female physician who heads the eighth unit (chiseled back),... hung up.

She seemed grumpy, flushing her bundled beautiful reddish brown hair back.

And I grab a hold of Russell Terrier, who seems distracted.

"Oh, Chief Russell Terrier. I wonder if my forehead has come a long way. I know a good way to do it - once we've unplugged it all and planted it again."

Gasili.

The beautiful woman drags to the exit, grabbing the collar of a middle-aged aristocrat.

Keeping the rambling dog gently and forcibly hospitalized (kan), she had a hell of a grip.

The middle-aged aristocrats screamed.

"I was just... what did I say! That's what every dog in this country thinks!? Marriage can have lots of kids as early as possible! Good luck to Your Majesty."

"Oh, I'm sorry. If I had just the right forehead in front of me, I'd have pulled it out."

Throw the hair in your hand at the red carpet, and the rescue dog takes the Knights of the Borders (hang on to Conne) across the door -.

Quietly the door was closed.

My hair is falling apart.

Shin--.

The captain left during the king looks like an awkward one, with the exception of some.

Here. Here. Hirari.

Eventually all the gaze among the kings is gathered by Her Majesty Queen Lieselotte (eleven years old), who remains properly seated on the throne.

The look on Leezelotte's face remains unchanged from earlier.

Rieselote, who is terribly hard on his facial expressions in the first place, is never enlightened by people about the changes in his mind.

However, the dogs who smelled and smelled the slightest change in your husband's mind also knocked his neck off.

- - Your Majesty is not upset at all - -.

Chancellor Leonhardt von Golden Retriever, standing to the left of Liezelotte, peeks into the face of his dreaded beloved husband.

I usually fix it against everyone, it had a beautiful face on it.

"The... Dear Liese"

"... right"

Hands on her ceramic cheeks, the girl with her hard beauty answered with utmost seriousness.

"I want a lot of kids too"

"Lilili, Dear Leese!?

The mars at your feet tremble.

I was totally upset.

Cold gaze concentrates on the puffy white dog.

But Liezelotte's bomb statement did not stay with this.

She slapped her hand at the golden-haired Rei Chancellor and made a suggestion.

"So prepare lots of bird baskets"

"Yes?"

An unexpected answer.

A strange voice came out of the Chancellor's throat.

The captain is staring down at the silver-haired girl with his eyes open.

Her Majesty the Very Young Queen is a serious face (compared to ours).

Afraid, Reiman asked again.

"Well, what is a birdcage..."

"You will, too, won't you? Arrange the birdcage full of windows and wait for the [child bird]."

"Child-giving birds......"

"That's right. The famous bird carries the baby into the bird basket of the person who wants it."

Captains starting to get deliberately upset.

Leezerotte narrows her big, tinted eyes and laughs (compared to ours).

"I'm really excited," he said, shaking his smoky silver lashes (eyelashes).

Decorated with beautiful silver hair, the delicate lace of purple also rocks.

I'm here, and the hearts of all the dogs are shaking.

"The baby will be brought to you by a child giving bird. Prepare a large number of birdcages to wait for you at this time!

Your Majesty, seriously..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

It was the day when a great earthquake ran into the royal palace.

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Wang matching problem.

That is an issue that has been on the agenda from time to time since the discovery of His Majesty the Last Royal Lieselotte Mona Büdeger on the Old Continent.

Without royalty, the dog man's soul runs wild.

What is therefore needed is more royalty.

In other words, His Majesty's marriage is the most important case for the dog.

Just increasing or decreasing the number of children that are born will affect the future of Kennel.

Yet - - Liezelotte continued to speak among kings.

"A child bird is a very large and beautiful white bird. I guess you live in a lot of nested kingdoms. It's still early for marriage, because even if the baby comes first, they'll allow it in the Kennel. Let's get a bunch of bird baskets in the window and wait for you now."

……

'Cause I'm only eleven. You won't come that easily. Looking forward to it, baby. "

A dog (thing) who could stare back at his sparkling purple eyes was not on this occasion.

And this statement broke the royal palace into two parts.

"Your Majesty hates dirty stories! Nice love first! You should learn after having a first love affair where you hold hands and hands together!

A week from the discovery of stunning facts.

It was led by a babysitter dog, Teresa von Newfoundland, who royally rose in the center of the floor.

Teresa, who is also the head of the samurai and binds the female civilians, was only in the position that "sex education is still early for Master Leese".

Teresa is usually a soft, fuzzy, inclusive middle-aged woman.

He is also placed in full confidence as a Lieselotte nanny.

But her anger is horrible.

The ministers, who had experience with flat handed (today) to her when she was captain of the first unit in the past, stayed with her forever.

"That's right. His Majesty loves to gain knowledge, but what is in his hand is avoided the moment he sees the revelation. So I can't force it. Yesterday you are also working hard. I want your husband to touch only what he likes."

Covering is Chancellor Leonhardt von Golden Retriever.

The blonde beauty has already come to a conclusion.

It packs a new flavor of "Wonko Angel Cookies" bought for Lieselotte in the chair seat.

I was going to go make a contribution as soon as the meeting was adjourned.

One pure man's civilian raised his hand as an irreversible atmosphere was created by Theresa and Leonhardt.

"Isn't the Chancellor spoiling His Majesty too much? Isn't marriage a royal business?"

"Shut up! Marriage is not a job. Royal happiness is dog happiness. All the royalties of the past are free love!

He is instantly denied by the Chancellor.

Chairman Shepherd's secretary, who was the secretary next door, also snorts.

"Happier also increases the scent of royalty. Even for dogs, that's better. Instead, romantic disparities were created among royalty, and some royalty was single for life..."

"Shut up, Shepherd. Don't say anything unnecessary."

Golden Retriever clan or Newfoundland clan.

Furthermore, such groups as the St. Bernard and Poodle clans have unparalleled pride in educating their children.

A slightly arrogant Wolfhound or Corgi clan, believing that "Master Reese is a clean angel," had joined forces to form a detachment party on these.

- - Soon they will be called the [Overprotective Party].

"He sounds like a total asshole"

In a corner of the floor.

Seventh unit captain Yoch von Greyhound was foolish.

Fixing the silver-edged Dade glasses, throwing the pen on the desk.

"If you were eleven years old, a dog child would understand it properly. Ignorance gives birth to a future you don't want, right? Keep the eight of you up, Mrs. Newfoundland can't possibly understand that."

"They all seem to be sons...... Your Majesty seems to be as cute and helpless as her first daughter. You must be dreaming. Besides... it's the last royalty. We are all hypersensitive if we do not want His Majesty to stumble upon us as women."

Nodding next door, deputy captain El Hol Saluki of the Sixth Unit (Hakaiko Sakubuki).

The two were joining another party, in conflict with the Overprotective Party.

Correct information goes to the right place at the right time.

Yorch, a media dog, loves gossip.

But I don't want to rattle your husband on a boulder.

He belongs to the [Right Health and Sports Party].

Early promoters of sex education focused on the Pitbull and Greyhound clans.

Yorch takes off his glasses.

I rubbed my eyebrows with my thin fingers.

"It's like a history. I know you want your majesty to have the happiest childhood possible, but it's too much to say. But even that person's knowledge is biased."

on the bias of Her Majesty Queen Lieselotte's knowledge.

Yorch has long wondered.

The amount of knowledge is genius.

But my brain unconsciously shuts out about things I don't want to know, and I only remember the range I learned from my childhood parents.

I know His Majesty was struggling enough to fall alive, but it can't be as good as this.

"Your Majesty should be quick and provide sex education for royalty. If it's not enough, the old Yumanismic royals will have to use it."

"Right."

"And His Majesty said, 'It's unclean!' I want you to lift the ban on our magazine without even reading it."

"..." Wow Butt Times, "right? I liked that one. Was His Majesty banned?"

"You're the prime minister, correctly. When His Majesty saw the cover and screamed, he was irrationally reprimanded for our troops"

"Wouldn't that be as good as porn"

"Oh. In a world where you can't even see porn, you'll explode as many dogs as you want. I would ask His Majesty to grow faster and be more flexible with things"

The media dogs are afraid.

I was wondering if I could be like the scary female civilians while the girly cleanliness of Lieselotte remains.

Incidentally, the Pitbull clan, whose lord has been chosen as the rare profession he has in the spring before, and the Afghanhound clan, who boasts that he is the < father > of black and white dogs.

The Greyhound clan, which strives to simultaneously disseminate even more correct health and physical education books and erotic books, is at the centre, forming a detachment party.

Call yourself the [Right Health and Sports Party].

It is only self-proclaimed, so it is actually called the [Erotic Not Guilty Party] by ordinary people.

As tension increases every day.

Two weeks quickly passed when I realized it.

Leezelotte was meeting with Red Hot Kelpie chairman of the Trader Dog Association (who recently changed from a trailer "person" to a trailer "dog") in his own room.

The red brown dog is soggy and sloppy.

"Is the birdcage still not coming?

'I'm sorry... the birdcage is hardly in circulation on the Kennel continent. Naturally it's not even the kingdom of Nest. A long time ago, it was used as a restraint to incarcerate birds on the old continent, and if you suck, it can be an international problem'

"Were you... then it sounds like you should give up. Others will be waiting for the baby by installing what instead of the bird basket. Don't you know Master Mars?

Reese Zelotte, with her hand on her cheek, asks the beautiful boy of the dedicated escort, who is holding back diagonally.

"Ugh.... that, Dear Liese. Um, uh,"

Malus, who can't answer with a blink of an eye.

Liezelotte sighed.

"Master Mars has been badly cut off lately. I don't even have eyes for it. Everyone else is doing something wrong."

"That's right. Leese made it really interesting."

"Brother-in-law"

"Bud!"

"No, it's not about being brothers and sisters and teaching. Yan. I didn't know this was gonna happen."

With the permission of the guards, it was Bud Luck Heidegger who brought the paperwork.

He is a pure man and the lower end of the Chancellor's secretary.

He is also Leezelotte's brother-in-law and a nagging smile with black edge glasses is a trademark.

The boy who laughs at the fact that the royal palace cracks is basically dry.

A year ago, Bud, who traveled from the Old Continent to Rumania for his sister-in-law, cares very much about Liezelotte as a family, but only as a brother.

Find out for yourself and remember, but it's a stance.

Malus is grabbed by a boy his age.

"Bud, just tell me!

Bud gets caught by a beautiful boy with gray hair.

I narrowed the back of my black edge glasses and clasped my shoulders.

"... me. To Reese. One-on-one. Should I have told you?

"Ugh. I hate that, too, but come on!

"I won't tell you now. Don't let the Chancellor do anything extra, or he'll stab you in the nail. In the first place, this kind of education is Kennel's adult job. I don't know."

Bud likes this honest friend who goes right and left to his sister-in-law a lot.

But I'm just not willing to support his one-sided...

"I have a messenger from the Kingdom of Nest for Lieselotte. I left a birdcage at the Kennel-based ambassador."

"Did you bring me a bird basket!

"Oh, the royal family.... and what's in it."

"Contains?

Malus with a much blushed face.

"Oh. Maybe not."

I know why Lieselotte wants a birdcage, the actions of the Kingdom of Nest.

I don't have a good feeling.

Bud thinks.

I need Mars to keep up the good work.

For all the trouble that might happen in the future, I need you to put your body up.

Naturally, as a brother, I intend to take off any number of pieces of skin for my sister.

Even myself, my seriously stupid sister-in-law (Leese) is adorable.

Bud also lost his temper as he watched Leezelotte rubbing the fat belly of his sleeping dog Dashiva.