My Beloved Dog is the Strongest in Another World-Chapter 1062

Remnants of Mr. Reyndorf

After talking with the two men, it was decided that they would contact Claire and Sebastian and share what information they could about the slums.

They would continue to pretend like they lived here, and also do what they can to make the residents think nicely of Tilura and the duke’s family.

As for this house, which Mr. Reyndorf had lived in, the two had been using it as their base. That’s why it had been partially cleaned and had some furniture.

Apparently, after I had captured Deam, this place had been found by Mr. Ekenhart. And he was the one who sent his men here, so that no one else would use it.

“Hmm. There’s nothing left, papa.”

“I see… Well, it cannot be helped.”

“I was expecting to find something of Liza…”

We inspected the room after the men left…but there was nothing in particular.

There were some blankets and household items, but none of them had belonged to Liza or Mr. Reyndof.

“Liza…what is it?”

“Hmm?”

“…”

Just as we were checking the final room, Claire called out to Liza, and I turned my head.

She was staring at a corner of the room…and her ears and tail were drooping.

“Did you find something?”

“That…grandpa…?”

Something was leaning against the wall in the corner of the room.

“A sword…? Sheath?”

“It looks like it. Liza. Is that?”

“Grandpa always carried it… I think.”

“Mr. Reyndorf’s? But why is it here…?”

Everything else had been taken. So it was strange that this was left here. Even if it was just a sheath.

“It is rather impressive, Liza.”

“Yes. Grandpa said we were able to be here because of it.”

“What happened to the sword?”

It did look well-made. About as fancy as the one Mr. Ekenhart had.

And judging from the size, it would have been used for a longsword. If it was used by Mr. Reyndorf, then I was curious to see what it was like.

“No. There was never a sword. Just a sheath. And he said that was fine…”

“Just a sheath?”

I had been imagining a beautiful sword to go with it. But she said there had never been one.

But what meaning did a sheath have without a sword? I suppose you could use it as a blunt weapon.

“Grandpa…”

“Liza…”

Liza walked up to the sheath and hugged it tightly.

“…Grandpa. I have a mama and papa now. And there are lots of other nice people… Every day is fun. But… Uhh…”

“Liza?”

“I’m fine! Sniff…”

She shook her head and wiped her nose.

“B-but…you aren’t here, grandpa. Why…?”

“…”

Neither Claire nor I could say anything.

Had I discovered Liza sooner. Had I thought about the slums, maybe Mr. Reyndorf would not have died.

But then again, Sebastian did say that he had died of old age…

It would have likely been too late anyway.

Still, as I heard her sniffing, different thoughts went through my head…

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