Only I Level Up By Shoveling-Chapter 85: "Gang Fight?"
The foggy dungeon-bound spirit suddenly transformed into the familiar toilet and slapped the claws away with its lids.
"How dare you touch my noble master, you piece of sh*t?!"
The toilet spirit roared and its B-rank aura immediately descended upon the dark spirits and the cult members.
"Akh!"
The cult members clutched their chests and their faces rapidly lost their colour.
The dark spirits, mostly C-rank and D-rank, trembled as their knees hit the ground, unable to move.
The whole thing happened so fast that inner self Castra had just blinked and everything was over.
...? Is this the joy of having a big shot as his subordinate?
Damn, it feels so good!
The cult members gritted their teeth and glared at Castra with red eyes.
"Y-you, coward! Only daring to hide behind your slave!"
Castra’s inner self rolled his eyes.
If not using his own "slave", should he use these crazy cultists?
The toilet spirit didn’t mind being called a "slave" and immediately slapped the dark spirits one after another with its lids.
"Ha! Roll far away, you filthy peasants! Don’t you dare touch my master!"
The toilet spirit’s eagerness to flatter Castra was so strong that even Castra the butler couldn’t help but rub his arms uncomfortably.
"Enough. No need to be a drama queen."
"Okay, master!"
The toilet spirit obediently floated next to Castra, even offering to become his exclusive seat.
Castra the butler was so frightened by the idea of sitting on a toilet that the moonlight Transformation skill actually ended early!
Castra’s appearance instantly returned to his black hair-golden eyes combo and Poo immediately welcomed him back with cheers.
[Congratulations on getting back your body, host!]
Castra twitched his lips but deep down, he was also grateful.
Damn it. That feeling of being a ghost was really not good!
The cultists were all effectively under control, so everyone sighed in relief and then stood there awkwardly.
Uh...they were too busy surviving back then, so they didn’t kill many monsters.
What to do now? Is there still time to hunt monsters?
And what to do with these cultists?
Speaking of cultists, Ray had finally noticed the strange mark on Miria’s back and he immediately shot a bloodshot glare at the cultists.
"You, over there. Remove whatever marks your people put on my natal spirit."
Ray pointed the sword of vengeance at the leader of the cultists, the blade was already drawing a thin line of blood from his neck.
The cultist leader, clearly just an ordinary team leader, shuddered and quickly relented.
"Yes, yes, we can erase it! B-but can your dungeon-bound spirit retract its aura first..."
Ray signalled at Castra and Castra asked the toilet spirit to reduce the pressure, only then did the leader move his bones and did a set of hand seals, effectively erasing the mark on Miria’s back.
But before the leader could make any sneaky moves, a group of people wearing a gleaming navy robe silently appeared and captured the cultists one by one!
"Ah!"
The leader didn’t even have time to react when a handcuff landed on his hands and he found out that he couldn’t sense his dark spirit’s connection at all.
! Damn it! It’s the famous summoner-suppressing tool!
While the cultists were caught off guard, the examinees let out a big sigh.
"The vigilantes are finally here!"
With the vigilantes taking over the aftermath, the examinees were given another chance to hunt monsters outside of the dungeon.
The group went on their own ways and finally, with the toilet spirit’s help, Ray’s ranking was firmly etched in the top 3.
Once the exam was over, Ray looked at Castra with complicated eyes before bowing stiffly.
"You...thank you. Without you, I don’t know what would have happened."
As proud as he was, Ray felt that a lifetime of his luck must have been used on summoning this spirit.
"Well, it’s my job, dear summoner! If you’re grateful, you can give me a 5-star review and maybe some tips..."
Castra scratched his cheeks awkwardly while Ray, a decisive man, immediately sent Castra his 5-star review.
Before Castra could even read the review, Ray ruthlessly said goodbye.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Let’s meet again someday."
A familiar reverse summon circle appeared below Castra’s feet and the spirit world’s notification rang.
BEEP. [Thank you for your service! Returning to the Spirit World in 3...2...1...]
Castra was already enveloped with a bright light when he suddenly had a bad feeling.
[Uh, Poo, did I forget something?]
[If you forgot, then it’s not important~ ]
[Yeah, you’re right.]
Then, Castra saw the white samoyed sitting on her legs, her eyes widened while staring at Castra, as if saying:
YOU DARE LEAVE THIS LADY BEHIND??
Castra almost jolted out of the summoning circle!
"Ahhh! My lady! Wait, wait, she’s still there— "
BEEP! [WARNING! WARNING! XXX spirit has violated the rules!]
[Imposing a summoning ban on XXX spirit ••• ]
[Banned for a month!]
Boom!
Castra’s mind exploded as his eyes blurred, the last thing he saw was Lady Fera’s ferocious face.
That face looked like she was about to tear him to pieces.
!! Ahhhh!! Lady Fera also got a ban!!
And Castra had the audacity to forget about her.
This...this...would she hold a grudge??
Castra was so worried that he almost peed his pants but he was already teleported back to the spirit world.
BEEP. [Welcome back, Poop Shoveling Officer.]
[Calculating your gains ••• ]
[Your summoner has given you a tip!]
[Your summoner has given you a 5-star review!]
[You have received 100 fame points!]
[You have received 10 faith points!]
[You have received ••• ]
A flood of belated fame points and faith points flooded Castra’s eyes so much so that his mind spun around dizzily.
"Wait, wait, hold, hold on!!"
The BEEP. BEEP. Noise continued for a full ten minutes before the spirit world gave Castra a summary review.
BEEP. [Congratulations, your summoning fee and tips have been converted!]
[You have received a total of 2000 Spirit Coins!]
[Deducting 200 coins for a daily maintenance ••• ]
E to D rank level up progress:
[Fame Points: 3000/1000
Faith Points: 30/30]
Castra looked at the level up progress bar and his heart instantly swelled.
3000 Fame points and 30 faith points!
Ahhh, he’s going to level up again—
But before Castra could celebrate, a group of spirits suddenly appeared with a flash, led by two familiar spirits—
Gem-Mini and Libra-ry!
Castra instantly tensed up.
He smelled trouble.
Big, big trouble.
