My Beloved Dog is the Strongest in Another World

The woodcutter foreman had a strong personality

I noticed that the foreman had a scar that went from his left sideburn down to his jaw. And he had piercing eyes.

Still, while he was intimidating, it was nothing compared to Mr. Ekenhart.

“Oh, I see that you are not fazed by my appearance. You have some nerve.”

“Ye, Mr. Takumi is amazing!”

“No…I wouldn’t say that…”

Ms. Delia really had a habit of praising people that she liked… But now I felt pressure to not disappoint them.

“Still, to see Delia become so friendly with others. The foreman must be anxious.”

“Yes. His predecessor asked him to take care of her.”

The other woodcutters were looking at us and laughing.

Regardless, after a short chat, we all left the village and headed for the forest.

It was only about half an hour away, and the entrance was marked with tree stumps.

“Hahaha! As you are skinny, I was worried about you coming with us. But you seem alright!”

“Ye-yes. Well, I can handle orcs. Yes…”

While walking towards the forest, the foreman mostly talked with Phillip.

Apparently, he was a big fan of drinking, and so they got along quite well. That was why he was currently in a very good mood.

Though, Philip seemed like he was mostly giving random answers, and would occasionally look towards us for help. But I ignored him.

As for Nicholas, I did not miss seeing him sigh with relief.

Apparently, he did not like talking with such people… So I suppose it made sense for Phillip to have that role.

Besides, Phillip had not been around when we played with the children. So it was only right.

“The forest seems quite different here, even though it is the same forest.”

“It is because of the word of the woodcutters in this area. There is more space between the trees.”

We walked through the forest and observed our surroundings.

Unlike the other times we’ve been in a forest, the trees were not so close together that they blocked all of the sunlight, and so it was quite bright.

Not only that, but there were clear paths without weeds or vines to block us.

Ms. Delia and I walked in the leads, while Nicholas was in the back, and the foreman and Phillip were in the center.

“Mr. Takumi. I think we should be on our guard now.”

“Do you sense something?”

“No. But that…”

“Footprints?”

There seemed to be footprints on the ground. And they did not look human.

Not only that, but there were four of them, and they led deeper into the forest…

“Those are the footprints of an Audhumbla.”

“I see…”

They were about the same size as Leo’s paw prints. I thought back on the time she walked into the mansion after running around in the garden…

That didn’t happen anymore, because her feet were wiped.

But while Leo had adorable toe beans, this thing did not.

Well, if the Audhumbla was like a cow, then I suppose I should call them hoof prints.