Woof Woof Story ~I Said I Wanted To Be A Rich Person’s Dog, Not A Fenrir!~

Loutas reach the mansion, not long ago.

The mansion was nestled in tranquility unrelated to the confusion of the forest.

In the middle of the night, the maid of sight falls asleep, and no one wakes up until morning.

There was a white mist crawling through the mansion.

Enter the slightest gap in the door and proceed to the place of destination.

The foggy destination was a room for a beautiful girl, sleeping in a covered bed.

Sleeping peacefully, but as I occasionally recall, moving my hand in search of the presence that is supposed to be next door.

The fog crawled up the bed and covered Mary's skin with cold air.

The fog regains a person's appearance one by one.

That was Carmilla, who came back to the mansion once again.

"Oh, good smell......"

Carmilla faces Mary's neck so that it is covered.

"I knew the scent of a young virgin was great. There's already a lot of blood in them. I just want to get this kid's blood back on his mouth."

Carmilla brings her lips closer to Mary's soft neck muscle.

It was a slutty atmosphere, but what we are waiting for at the next moment is a merciless death by blood sucking, or a puppet.

For Carmilla, who still hasn't been half full of her belly, putting up with this treat was something that required patience.

"I want to drink it up right now, but it's the hard part about not doing so, isn't it? I need this girl to be the bait to fish for the Wolf King."

Carmilla looked suspicious, at least with the scent alone and her face on her neck again.

"... this smell, I've smelled it somewhere...?

Carmilla leaves Mary and looks at her own memory.

That shouldn't be the case, such as the smell I've smelled that was sealed for a thousand years.

If you've ever smelled it, that was a thousand years ago.

Ringing memories together, Carmilla eventually got to the right answer.

"I remember. This scent is the same as the brave one. No way. This girl, the blood of the brave? If so, it could be the sealed pillar of the Demon King."

"That's it, bad guy"

A sword flash looms at the same time as your voice.

Carmilla was disturbed in her thoughts and turned slightly irritated.

"You perceived my signs? Besides, I can't believe you're standing behind me without feeling signs. Quite hands-on for a human being. A thousand years ago, it was called a hero's vessel."

It was Zenobia who slashed Carmilla from behind.

But the blow of the special has been tangled up in Carmilla's claws.

"You are not a person......!? What does it look like in our mansion!?

Zenobia pushes Carmilla in with every entangled sword.

Carmilla's heel rubbed the floor on the weighting.

"How rigid. I can't believe you're pushing me in with simple arm strength. Are you really human? Could it be the superior species of orga?

"Shut up......! Get away from the lady......!

The guillotine and the sword clasp. The sword is less able to withstand the antagonism of the two forces.

Zenobia with an impatient expression and Carmilla with a thin grin.

The last resort was settled sooner than the sword broke.

"... Huh!? Gu......!

Xenophobia groans and lags behind in bitterness.

Carmilla's eyes, smiling, glowed suspiciously.

Zenobia kneels as if it were from something she can't see, and at last she drops it from her hand to her sword.

"To me, what, did...!?

"Even if you're proud of your power, your resistance to witchcraft sounds like a crowd. Rest assured, it's just the magic of sleep. If I let you get hurt right now, the hostages won't make any sense. Sleep biting off your powerlessness. Well, you don't remember anything when you wake up."

Mocking Zenobia, who trembles her body in an effort to stand up hard, Carmilla can hold Mary.

"Your lady will take good care of it. In case it's a pillar of sealing, something that can be important to us"

"Wait......! Give me back the lady...!

extended hand cut the sky and Carmilla flew the mansion out the window

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The mansion will be here soon.

We rushed back to the mansion in such a hurry that we wouldn't leave the vale following us.

"Wahoo? (Anyone at the gate?

Someone is nodding at the front gate to enter your mansion.

As we approached, that was Zenobia trying to move forward with her sword as a cane.

"Wahhhh! (Hey, Xenovia!? What's the matter with you!? You're a morning workout, right? What are you doing here?

"Louta, or...? Where were you going...... No, not if you're saying that now..."

Xenovia stretches out her trembling hand and grabs my chest.

"The lady's been compromised...!

"Wahoo!? (Huh!?

"Pity...... I couldn't do anything... No, this is not what I want to tell you..."

Zenobia has a blurred consciousness or an uncertain eye focus.

Keep the word going like every wow.

"The other person looked like a person, but he was clearly a demonic... The escaped direction is that way..."

Trembling fingertips point to the back of the woods.

In that direction there must have been a lake that we all just went out to play in the meantime.

"... If it's true, I'd like to go help, but I'm no longer likely to be conscious... I hate myself for relying on you only when it's convenient...... but now you're the only one who can move......! Please, um... have a lady...!

That's it, Zenobia did her best. I lose consciousness because of you.

"Wow... (Xenovia...)"

"Chiu (don't worry. Just stay asleep. Perhaps you've been manipulated to interfere with your consciousness. I can also feel the ritual of snatching memories from the mouth seal. This girl, did you try to tell her before she did? It's not supposed to be something you can do with your mental strength, but it's like this stubborn pig girl)"

Looks like Zenobia didn't get hurt. Good.

Let Zenobia, leaning over, sleep by letting him keep his back at the gate.

…………

Has the lady been caught?

"... chu? (What's the matter, Sushi or what are you keeping quiet?

"... wahoo (hehe... It's beautiful, it's been a while...)"

Let's go, to the roof.

To the extent that it is difficult to be calm without kidding, etc., I am angry.

It's a good courage to take your daughter away from me.

I'll show you how much my loyal dog is.

"Wow! (All right, let's go, you guys! It's convenient for the Demon King's army. You know that! Help the lady and get back to her routine!

"Nyan (I think it's nice where Mr. Louta doesn't brace like that)"

"Bau! (Your Majesty the King......!

Without a lady, my happy pet life won't make it.

Definitely help out.

Hey, we have Ren, the fire-powered gorilla-pressed brain muscle dragon, and Nafra, who has handy magic.

These guys will take you down if you have to.

I'm counting on you, you guys.

I haven't forgotten the spirit of other applications. Killi.

"Chu (I thought you'd regained your wild heart in your training with the princess of the Demon Wolf Clan, as if you'd changed)"

"Nyah (Ma, that's also the good thing about Mr. Louta. Let's solve it as crisply as usual)"

You don't have to say anything, you two jump on my back.

"Wafufufufu (What about Bal? Apparently, the enemy's best friend is waiting ahead. I'm worried about Gallo, and you can go back to Ciro and Cro)"

"Baugh! (No, you two hid it somewhere no one could find you, so it's safe. Master Gallo doesn't train to die to that extent. Allow me to serve you to the end, Your Majesty)"

Well, then I don't know what to say.

There is only one thing to do.

Whoever interrupts my pet life, whoever it is, will bust it!

"Wow!! (Let's go!!