Only I Level Up By Shoveling-Chapter 100: "Hit & Run"

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Chapter 100: "Hit & Run"

Castra felt that there must be a conspiracy theory involved there, but knowing that he’s just a small fry, Castra cast aside those thoughts and delivered one final punch line—

"You’re the most gorgeous bird I’ve ever seen! Even the phoenix can’t compare!"

The crow’s eyes instantly lit up and its cheeks flushed red, like a shy maiden.

"Caw! Caw! Caw! Good eyes, good eyes! This venerable is indeed better than that flashy fire chicken!"

Hmph! Let everyone see which fire bird is better— the chicken or him, the noble crow!

Castra’s praise struck the crow’s soft spot, so much so that it actually felt like pooping a lil bit.

The hypnosis effect was that good, but a pity, against an SSS-rank spirit, it only tickled a little.

And so, the crow dismissed the idea of pooping to honor the two-legged beast.

No no no, how could he let the two-legged beast praise him so easily?

Won’t others look down on him? Hmph! No way!

The crow peeked at Castra and coughed, trying to sound stern.

"Caw! Caw! Nice try, two-legged beast! But the praise— is not enough! Come, this venerable knows you can do better!"

Castra twitched his lips and started to blow rainbow farts (praises) towards the crow.

"Great venerable, you look so majestic when you walk and when you fly, the clouds are too ashamed to show up— "

Castra used all his past knowledge of buttering up his superior onto the crow, making the crow so elated that he almost flew to the sky.

Ohohohoho! This venerable is indeed great! Great!

Garfin, who was listening to the "praising contest", slowly felt uncomfortable and his face darkened.

His little slave had never complimented him so much!

And his little slave didn’t honor the full-massage spa promise!

Thinking like this, Garfin slapped his tail towards the place under his belly...and successfully whipped Castra.

Pa!

Castra: ...??

"Cough! Y-your majesty?"

Castra spat out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.

Damn it! That tail whip almost took his life!

"Hmph." Garfin turned his head around and continued to slap the ground with his tail, stirring dust towards Castra.

Castra, already burned from the sizzling ground, injured from the aura and slapped by a tail— now he was also bathed in dust.

Castra felt like a wronged baby but thinking about the crow’s poop he was about to get, he immediately continued to praise the crow.

A few moments later...

The sun went down, Castra’s voice turned hoarse and when he opened his mouth again, nothing came out.

...he lost his voice from talking for almost an entire day.

At this time, Poo had already left work, leaving Castra alone with the big bosses.

Castra tried to speak and could only speak slowly, his voice even more hoarse than the crow.

"Great...venerable...are you...satisfied..."

Please say yes.

The crow lifted its head high, spread its wings and...took off on the spot.

Swoosh!

Before Castra could react, the crow’s grating voice drifted along the wind.

"Caw! Caw! Satisfied, satisfied! But it’s time to go home, ka! Ka! Ka! Let’s postpone the promise tomorrow!"

In one swift movement, the crow disappeared from everyone’s vision, blending into the dark sky.

Ka...ka...ka...

An imaginary cartoon crow passed by the three spirits’ heads with three little dots. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

The wind blew, sweeping the desolate island, turning it into an even more desolate scene.

Castra was stunned for a long, long, time, until he finally found his voice again.

"Did...he...just..."

Run?

Run away after accepting all those compliments?

Without even giving the promised poop?

Castra felt his heart break, his body turned into a stone and his soul ascended to heaven.

Even Lady Fera’s blizzard blew by desolately and Garfin’s ears flattened like an airplane.

...?

Meow meow? Did he just get scammed?

Woof? Woof? This lady got played by a bird?

The two big bosses got such an intense shock therapy that they lagged for a few seconds, thinking that it was all just a dream.

But when the wind kept blowing and the cold seeped into their bones, only then did the two big bosses snap out of their shocks.

Then, two roars resounded throughout the night sky.

"AWOOOO!! BIRDIE BASTARDDDDD!!!"

"MEOWWWWW!! COME BACK, YOU FCKIN SHT— *BEEP* " BEEP* *BEEP*!!!"

Garfin and Lady Fera were so enraged that they howled for a long time.

Garfin even reverted to his cat form and rolled around the cloudy ground before scratching it viciously, wishing the island would be gone!

Lady Fera froze the entire island and bit into the frozen cloud piece by piece, eating half of the island in just a few strikes!

Castra hugged his pitiful body and could only wait until the two big bosses vent their anger before he whispered softly,

"That...it was my fault...you guys...don’t need to accompany me..."

"Woof! Woof! No way!! This lady has to find that bastard and eat it!!"

"Meow, meow, let’s go! Let’s find that bastard’s living place! Burn the entire house and drag that bird out!"

And so, Castra, still sustaining injuries, were dragged by the two big bosses to search throughout the avian spirits’ territories.

That night, the non-nocturnal birds were all awake while the nocturnal ones wished they could fall asleep on the spot.

Avian spirits’ territories were flipped upside down and the name "three-legged crow spirit" resounded throughout the community.

A few high-ranking bird species like Griffin and Harpy couldn’t bear this anymore and immediately tipped off the three-legged bird’s hiding place.

"See that volcano? The crow lived there!"

"What? You think I’m lying? That crow is a fire element spirit! The best one among us too! It definitely can live inside a magma."

"Go, go, bomb that mountain or make it erupt. We also don’t like that foreigner."

Maybe because this "foreigner" of a different bloodline had long offended local westerners, the locals all schemed to get rid of the crow.

Lady Fera, Garfin and the unwilling Castra gleefully went to the volcano island, their eyes glinting with a cruel light.

Ha, damn roasted birdie! Wash your neck and wait for your doom!