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- Knight's Declaration

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"Baron Gatsby! The Black Flame Knight welcomes you back! ”

The moment he opened the door, Frey's fantasies were shattered by this rough sound, like a piece of glass being hit with a hammer, and the glass slag shattered with a "pound".

"Men? Sister Dog! ”

There was only one man on one knee inside the door.

The man held the black saber at his waist in his left hand, and pressed his right palm together on the heart on the left side of his chest.

The black hood on his head obscured half of his lowered face, and he couldn't see his eyes at all, only his nose and mouth, and a scar on his rough face.

He was wearing black armor, which was very much in line with the man's self-proclaimed "Black Flame Knight" in terms of color.

It's just that Frey's heart was restless just now because of Sister Canine, but at this time, it was like falling into an ice hole, and the whole person froze, turning his head like a stone statue, looking at Gatsby with resentment, and even hearing the sound of "click" when his neck turned.

"Ah, Wayne, why did you open the door, shouldn't it be Teresa's?" Gatsby himself was a bit surprised.

"Sister Dog? She was preparing dinner for the day, so I took the liberty to open the door for her, and I ask Baron Gatsby to forgive me for acting without permission, and as your knight, I'm sorry for that! Wayne, who calls himself the Knight of the Black Flame, has his head lowered even lower, seeming to be a little ashamed of ruining Gatsby's "surprise".

"Forget it, you get up first, I'll introduce you to another friend of mine, and he will be one of them in the future."

"A friend of the Baron?" Wayne, who stood up, was slightly taller than Frey, who was 180.

"Hello! I'm Wayne, the knight canonized by Baron Gatsby, and I beg your pardon for the offense just now. ”

Hearing Wayne so serious, Frey was also a little uncomfortable.

"Please don't use honorifics, I'm not a noble person, just call me Frey."

"Lord Frey?" Wayne heard the name of Frey, and although his eyes were blocked by the hood, the corners of his mouth were slightly imperceptible.

"Uh...... Just call me Frey. Hearing the term "adult" still made Frey a little unaccustomed.

"Okay, Frey." Wayne's tone became a little strange, as a swordsman, Frey, even if he couldn't see Wayne's eyes, he could notice Wayne's small movement of putting his hand on the hilt of the sword.

And Gatsby, who turned around and hung his coat on the coat rack next to the door, didn't notice it.

When I look back, I realize that the atmosphere between Frey and Wayne is a little wrong, but I don't understand why this is happening.

The three of them froze at the entrance without saying a word, and in the whole room, they could only hear the sound of the wall clock hands moving, the bubbling sound of the boiling soup in the kitchen, and the happy humming of the dog sister in the kitchen.

"Master Gatsby, you're back?" The soft voice of Sister Dog from the direction of the kitchen broke the embarrassing atmosphere of the three of them.

Frey saw Wayne's hand on his sword go down, and then turned his head to look in the direction of the kitchen.

"Sister Dog!"

"Frey!"

The two of them spoke almost at the same time, accompanied by a slight flush on their faces, and even the movements of looking at each other and avoiding each other's gaze were exactly the same, completely synchronized.

Seeing Sister Canine's reaction, Gatsby couldn't help but speak.

"Ahh Frey will live here in the future, so you two can get along well with each other in the future. ”

Together? Get along! Can you not say these words that are so easy to misunderstand!

If it weren't for Sister Canine watching, Frey would have strangled Gatsby, who deliberately created a misunderstanding, to death on the spot!

"I'm not shy!"

Sister Dog returned to the soup she was boiling in a few small steps, holding a spoon in her hand and stirring clockwise in the pot absentmindedly.

In the face of Gatsby's evil smile, Frey had no choice but to sit on the sofa with the two of them.

But his eyes involuntarily looked at the kitchen where Sister Dog was.

At this time, the dog sister, who kept stirring the soup spoon, had changed into Gatsby's disgusting maid outfit.

Wearing the white Katyusha headdress of a maid's outfit on her head, the black hair that was originally a single ponytail has been transformed into a double ponytail.

She wore a black maid's dress, and the length of her skirt was only half of her thighs.

The white apron and the white lace trim on the cuffs, neckline, and hem of the skirt make the black maid outfit a lot brighter.

And the black suspender stockings wrapped in extremely elastic legs can be called the finishing touch!

But it was also because of Frey's infatuated gaze at Sister Dog that he discovered the two creatures under Sister Canine's skirt.

One yellow and one black, the big yellow golden retriever was obediently lying on the ground, wagging his tail, looking at the front innocently.

The black Shiba Inu is constantly circling around the dog's legs, rubbing the calf wrapped in the dog's suspender stockings with his body from time to time, stretching out his tongue from time to time to lick the black round scalp shoes under the dog's feet, and biting the dog's black suspender stockings a few times from time to time, and constantly barking at the steaks that have been made on the table next to him.

Is this the reason why she is called Sister Dog?

It seems that the origin of the name is not as shameful as Frey's rhapsodic attributes, but watching Sister Inu crouch down and feed the little Shiba Inu with the cut steak, and caress the smooth hair, Frey's heart is about to melt.

The little black Shiba Inu finished eating the small piece of steak, and was still sticking out his little tongue to lick the juice on the inu's fingers.

The wet little tongue also made Sister Dog smile slightly.

It wasn't until Sister Inu's hand was licked clean that she reached out and gently flicked her fingers on the neck of the little Shiba Inu, scratching the eyes of the little black Shiba Inu.

You can rub the dog sister's legs! You can bite the stockings of the dog sister! You can lick the hand of the dog sister! You can let the dog sister stroke gently!

For the first time, Frey wanted to be a dog!

Just thinking about the perspective of the Shiba Inu who can wander wantonly under the canine sister's skirt has already made Frey fall into a deep fantasy again!

It wasn't until Gatsby coughed twice that Frey broke away from his fantasical Shiba Inu perspective.

"What was going on just now?" Gatsby's eyes looked at Frey, then turned to look at Wayne again.

"Lord Gatsby, I don't mean anything malicious, it's just that hearing the name Frey makes me a little excited, and I can't help but draw my sword."

"Excited?" Gatsby was even more confused.