Turning a Crazy Dog into a Young Master
A real crazy dog.
“Hey! Calm down!”
Today also began with a scream.
Dialin sweated hard to overpower the crazy punk who pushed her roughly with his whole body.
Of course, a human who has all three of ‘crazy’, ‘bad’ and ‘bastard’ was not meant to be spoken to. It’s already hard if someone has just one of the three, but he had all three.
Think about it, how hard it would be. However, Dialin also did not do this for only a day or two. She had become so familiar with the bursts of the crazy dog that at this point she’s close to being an expert.
Dialin skillfully patted the back of a growling crazy dog, and injected her divine power. There will be few Priests that can do so while being laid under a big man in the midst of a frenzy.
No matter how skillful of a priest she was, Dialin was still a woman. However, she moved her hands peacefully.
This was all something she could do because of her experience
“Shh… It’s okay……. This is not a battlefield….”
Not just everyone can also speak calmly like singing a lullaby in this situation.
As expected, I am a special Priest that God has chosen.
She convinced herself like that, trying to make an excuse for the ridiculous workload. It was kind of a technique so she wouldn’t run away from her duties
The crazy dog heavily breathed in with his face buried on Dialin’s shoulder for a long time, and eventually……he drooped with a heavy sigh.
Finally, the burst of anxiety was over.
“Crazy” was a word given to him because he really went crazy. This crazy bastard went into a frenzy from time to time. And, the priest attached to the role of calming him down was Dialin.
“Please step aside now.”
She tapped his thick torso to manage her own survival. Dialin was still alive, but if pressed a little longer, she was going to die soon.
“Oh…”
The “still” crazy guy, who returned to his senses and was somewhat sane, rose up. Dialin glanced sideways at the distant clock and congratulated him with a blasé tone.
“Congratulations. You calmed down 10 seconds earlier than last time.”
The “still” crazy guy, who was not crazy now, sat far away without answering.
I didn’t even expect a thank-you.
Dialin lifted her body up with a sigh.
Like a crazy dog’s room ought to be, the room was in a wild mess in less than seconds. She was dead tired of looking at this usual routine every time. If someone else came in to clean it up, it was obvious that he would go crazy again.
Dialin familiarly began to pick things up. But when she had picked up only one item, Dialin felt a tug on the hem of her robe and turned around again, straightening her back.
It was not crazy but abandoned puppy-like eyes that were looking up at Dialin.
“What?”
This punk can’t say what he wants to say.
He moves or looks at her. Can Dialin understand that? Of course not. She could only understand human language.
“Let’s talk.”
“Next…”
“What’s next?”
“Stay next to me.”
I really want to throw him away because I hate this situation…..
……But then I’ll have to start doing this all over from the beginning.
His eyes were pitiful, but in reality, it was nothing more than a threat.
“Sigh.”
She sighed and sat on the floor. He can’t even come closer with the intention of asking her to be next to or to hug him.
Dialin, who crouched and looked at the big puppy that was hesitating to get closer, sighed once more, Making a crazy dog a cool young man and making his debut in society seemed a long way off.
How did my life turn out like this……..
Looking up blankly at the ceiling, Dialin’s recollection began.
“May God’s blessings be with you.”
The chief priest greeted Dialin with a kind smile. He always had a kind smile on his face, but the words that came out of his mouth were always a disaster.
Dialin greeted him back with a forced smile.
“Excuse me, why are you….”
It was a huge thing for an ordinary priest like Dialin, to hold a private meeting with a chief priest.
In Raklion, the temple was a huge organization.
In addition to the central temple, which has the highest ordained priests called the ‘Seven Children of God’, temples were built in each province.
There was a Chief Priest in charge of each temple, and there was a High Priest who oversaw the temples in each province.
In this tight hierarchy system, Dialin, an ordinary priest, was nothing. In short, she was just a henchman who was rolled around.
“Priest Diarin, it’s been a while since we spread God’s will to the world together, hasn’t it?”
“Yes…”
I’m getting anxious. Why are you pretending to be close?
“There were difficulties, but Priest Diarin showed great growth and progress.”
“Yes…”
It was a foreword that he would entrust her with something like a bomb to burst. Diarin’s anxiety grew even more.
“So what should I do?”
It hasn’t been only once or twice, and Dialin was now a full-fledged veteran. At first, she hated it, she was scared, cried, and rebelled. She even rolled on the floor. But it’s been a long time since she realized that the result will always be the same, and that it was better to behave.
I’ll have to roll if they tell me to. I’d appreciate it if he could explain where and how to roll properly.
She doesn’t even have a proper backing, so she’s often put in charge of tough things and can’t get promoted.
In order to connect to the temple, the noble family always sends one child into the shrine, and they were always promoted well without even one bean of sacred power. After seeing it for a long time, Dialin became a priest worn out by worldly affairs.
“It is to help those suffering from the aftereffects of the war adapt to society.”
Raklion fought a long war with Sorben.
Dialin was also transferred to the battlefield twice. The battlefield does not require only warriors. They also need a personal doctor. And the priest is a battlefield talent that can do both at once, capable of simultaneously demonstrating medical skills at the same time as psychological stability.
In other words, it means that she almost died doing two servings of work.
Dialin stared at the chief priest.
“I’ve been to the battlefield twice, but this time I’m treating the aftereffects of the war.”
Even at first glance you know how hard it is. Only those who have been to the war know how devastated a person becomes once he or she goes near the battlefield.
“They need God’s care more than anyone else.”
“I think I need to get treatment first.”
Financial treatment, promotion treatment, etc.
In principle, priests cannot make money personally, The income of the temple is everyone’s public fund. No matter how hard Dalin worked, nothing fell into her own hands. She grew up in the temple and took it, for granted. She was satisfied with just living without being hungry and cold.
But I changed my mind when I went to war and nearly died a few times.
“Can’t you think of it as giving a sip of water to someone who’s dying of thirst right now?”
“What if I die?”
“You will enjoy eternal peace in the arms of God.”
The last time I was moved by those words was 7 years ago. Oh, God is saving me. I need to work hard! When I was young and innocent, I thought so and worked hard by grinding bones and flesh.
Now I know what it means.
It meant that if you die, it’s over.
“Then what if it’s hard before I die?”
Dialin demanded more realistic and specific compensation. The eyes of the two, who were never pushed back by each other, met.
The chief priest was also sitting there for no reason, He knew how to use threats or negotiate separately
“I’ve seen the outstanding ability of the Priest Dialin, who has spread the will of God. It was also a pity that the central had not recognized your abilities and sincerity.”
Dialin gently raised her eyebrows up.
I got a bite.
“If only this task is successfully completed, not only the central but also the seven children of God will recognize Dialin’s ability.”
In other words, “I’ll promote you”.
The answer I wanted fell.
Only then did Dialin humbly accept her new duty.
“Wherever God wants, going there is the reason for the existence of a priest.” “I thought Priest Dialin would say that.”
The two, who understood each other, regained their sincere smiles again.
“Then, when and whom can I help?”
“The sooner, the better. You will be in charge of only one person.
Anxiety crept up again.
One person?
Wait, something isn’t quite what I expected. Hospital work for soldiers discharged from the military was not like this. The fewer subjects, the higher the degree of difficulty.
“The hero of this war, the warrior of Division 8.”
My anxiety never missed the target.
Dialin laughed in vain.
“Hahaha. Those crazy dogs of the battlefield?”
“You will take care of one dog, not all dogs.”
“…….”
Even the chief priest did not deny that he was a dog,
The 8th Division of the Raklion army. So-called crazy dogs of the battlefield.
They were a very special group of few members that brought victory to the Raklion, who was on the defensive. It is a top secret of the military, so nothing was known about where they were collected and how they were trained.
Outside, the existence of 8th Division itself was not known, so only those on the front knew their existence.
Dialin had also seen them several times on the battlefield. The appearance of their bodies covered in blood and their alert, shining eyes. They didn’t even recognize their allies and rushed towards them.
That’s why they got this nickname. Crazy dog of the battlefield.
“…Ugh, why me.”
Dialin hugged her face with a moaning sound.
Forget being a priest, I was not confident that I would handle that crazy dog even if I was God itself.
Chapter 1: 1
“Hey! Calm down!”
Today also began with a scream.
Dialin sweated hard to overpower the crazy punk who pushed her roughly with his whole body.
Of course, a human who has all three of ‘crazy’, ‘bad’ and ‘bastard’ was not meant to be spoken to. It’s already hard if someone has just one of the three, but he had all three.
Think about it, how hard it would be. However, Dialin also did not do this for only a day or two. She had become so familiar with the bursts of the crazy dog that at this point she’s close to being an expert.
Dialin skillfully patted the back of a growling crazy dog, and injected her divine power. There will be few Priests that can do so while being laid under a big man in the midst of a frenzy.
No matter how skillful of a priest she was, Dialin was still a woman. However, she moved her hands peacefully.
This was all something she could do because of her experience
“Shh… It’s okay……. This is not a battlefield….”
Not just everyone can also speak calmly like singing a lullaby in this situation.
As expected, I am a special Priest that God has chosen.
She convinced herself like that, trying to make an excuse for the ridiculous workload. It was kind of a technique so she wouldn’t run away from her duties
The crazy dog heavily breathed in with his face buried on Dialin’s shoulder for a long time, and eventually……he drooped with a heavy sigh.
Finally, the burst of anxiety was over.
“Crazy” was a word given to him because he really went crazy. This crazy bastard went into a frenzy from time to time. And, the priest attached to the role of calming him down was Dialin.
“Please step aside now.”
She tapped his thick torso to manage her own survival. Dialin was still alive, but if pressed a little longer, she was going to die soon.
“Oh…”
The “still” crazy guy, who returned to his senses and was somewhat sane, rose up. Dialin glanced sideways at the distant clock and congratulated him with a blasé tone.
The “still” crazy guy, who was not crazy now, sat far away without answering.
I didn’t even expect a thank-you.
Dialin lifted her body up with a sigh.
Like a crazy dog’s room ought to be, the room was in a wild mess in less than seconds. She was dead tired of looking at this usual routine every time. If someone else came in to clean it up, it was obvious that he would go crazy again.
Dialin familiarly began to pick things up. But when she had picked up only one item, Dialin felt a tug on the hem of her robe and turned around again, straightening her back.
It was not crazy but abandoned puppy-like eyes that were looking up at Dialin.
“What?”
This punk can’t say what he wants to say.
He moves or looks at her. Can Dialin understand that? Of course not. She could only understand human language.
“Let’s talk.”
“Next…”
“What’s next?”
“Stay next to me.”
I really want to throw him away because I hate this situation…..
……But then I’ll have to start doing this all over from the beginning.
His eyes were pitiful, but in reality, it was nothing more than a threat.
“Sigh.”
She sighed and sat on the floor. He can’t even come closer with the intention of asking her to be next to or to hug him.
Dialin, who crouched and looked at the big puppy that was hesitating to get closer, sighed once more, Making a crazy dog a cool young man and making his debut in society seemed a long way off.
Looking up blankly at the ceiling, Dialin’s recollection began.
“May God’s blessings be with you.”
The chief priest greeted Dialin with a kind smile. He always had a kind smile on his face, but the words that came out of his mouth were always a disaster.
Dialin greeted him back with a forced smile.
“Excuse me, why are you….”
It was a huge thing for an ordinary priest like Dialin, to hold a private meeting with a chief priest.
In Raklion, the temple was a huge organization.
In addition to the central temple, which has the highest ordained priests called the ‘Seven Children of God’, temples were built in each province.
There was a Chief Priest in charge of each temple, and there was a High Priest who oversaw the temples in each province.
In this tight hierarchy system, Dialin, an ordinary priest, was nothing. In short, she was just a henchman who was rolled around.
“Priest Diarin, it’s been a while since we spread God’s will to the world together, hasn’t it?”
“Yes…”
I’m getting anxious. Why are you pretending to be close?
“There were difficulties, but Priest Diarin showed great growth and progress.”
“Yes…”
It was a foreword that he would entrust her with something like a bomb to burst. Diarin’s anxiety grew even more.
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“God’s will is bright like the sun, but there is always a shadow in the world. Isn’t it the role of our believers to find every corner of the shadow and brighten the world?”“So what should I do?”
It hasn’t been only once or twice, and Dialin was now a full-fledged veteran. At first, she hated it, she was scared, cried, and rebelled. She even rolled on the floor. But it’s been a long time since she realized that the result will always be the same, and that it was better to behave.
She doesn’t even have a proper backing, so she’s often put in charge of tough things and can’t get promoted.
In order to connect to the temple, the noble family always sends one child into the shrine, and they were always promoted well without even one bean of sacred power. After seeing it for a long time, Dialin became a priest worn out by worldly affairs.
“It is to help those suffering from the aftereffects of the war adapt to society.”
Raklion fought a long war with Sorben.
Dialin was also transferred to the battlefield twice. The battlefield does not require only warriors. They also need a personal doctor. And the priest is a battlefield talent that can do both at once, capable of simultaneously demonstrating medical skills at the same time as psychological stability.
In other words, it means that she almost died doing two servings of work.
Dialin stared at the chief priest.
“I’ve been to the battlefield twice, but this time I’m treating the aftereffects of the war.”
Even at first glance you know how hard it is. Only those who have been to the war know how devastated a person becomes once he or she goes near the battlefield.
“They need God’s care more than anyone else.”
“I think I need to get treatment first.”
Financial treatment, promotion treatment, etc.
In principle, priests cannot make money personally, The income of the temple is everyone’s public fund. No matter how hard Dalin worked, nothing fell into her own hands. She grew up in the temple and took it, for granted. She was satisfied with just living without being hungry and cold.
But I changed my mind when I went to war and nearly died a few times.
“Can’t you think of it as giving a sip of water to someone who’s dying of thirst right now?”
“What if I die?”
“You will enjoy eternal peace in the arms of God.”
The last time I was moved by those words was 7 years ago. Oh, God is saving me. I need to work hard! When I was young and innocent, I thought so and worked hard by grinding bones and flesh.
Now I know what it means.
“Then what if it’s hard before I die?”
Dialin demanded more realistic and specific compensation. The eyes of the two, who were never pushed back by each other, met.
The chief priest was also sitting there for no reason, He knew how to use threats or negotiate separately
“I’ve seen the outstanding ability of the Priest Dialin, who has spread the will of God. It was also a pity that the central had not recognized your abilities and sincerity.”
Dialin gently raised her eyebrows up.
I got a bite.
“If only this task is successfully completed, not only the central but also the seven children of God will recognize Dialin’s ability.”
In other words, “I’ll promote you”.
The answer I wanted fell.
Only then did Dialin humbly accept her new duty.
“Wherever God wants, going there is the reason for the existence of a priest.” “I thought Priest Dialin would say that.”
The two, who understood each other, regained their sincere smiles again.
“Then, when and whom can I help?”
“The sooner, the better. You will be in charge of only one person.
Anxiety crept up again.
One person?
Wait, something isn’t quite what I expected. Hospital work for soldiers discharged from the military was not like this. The fewer subjects, the higher the degree of difficulty.
“The hero of this war, the warrior of Division 8.”
My anxiety never missed the target.
“Hahaha. Those crazy dogs of the battlefield?”
“You will take care of one dog, not all dogs.”
“…….”
Even the chief priest did not deny that he was a dog,
The 8th Division of the Raklion army. So-called crazy dogs of the battlefield.
They were a very special group of few members that brought victory to the Raklion, who was on the defensive. It is a top secret of the military, so nothing was known about where they were collected and how they were trained.
Outside, the existence of 8th Division itself was not known, so only those on the front knew their existence.
Dialin had also seen them several times on the battlefield. The appearance of their bodies covered in blood and their alert, shining eyes. They didn’t even recognize their allies and rushed towards them.
That’s why they got this nickname. Crazy dog of the battlefield.
“…Ugh, why me.”
Dialin hugged her face with a moaning sound.
Forget being a priest, I was not confident that I would handle that crazy dog even if I was God itself.
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