Only I Level Up By Shoveling-Chapter 94: "What An Excellent Service!"
Garfin looked at his wingless back and contemplated whether to turn back into his beast form.
Lady Fera scratched the ground, thinking of using her blizzard skill to blow her up all the way to the clouds.
Then, the two big bosses looked at Castra...and Castra blinked pitifully.
Garfin, understanding the meaning in Castra’s eyes, instantly exploded like a dust feather.
"Meow, meow, this king doesn’t carry anyone, so don’t think of using this king’s body, meow!"
Castra looked at Lady Fera and the dog actually hesitated.
"Floating is fine, woof, but flying so high up to the clouds while bringing a human along..."
The samoyed smiled gently,
"It’s impossible, fufufu."
Actually not impossible, but she’s tired! Don’t wanna!
Castra looked at his two big bosses with a wounded heart.
"Then how do I find a crow spirit? It’s really important to me...or maybe your majesty and milady can find one for me?"
"Meow, not a chance! We are not your errand boys!"
"Fufufu. This lady is only curious about your adventure. If you’re not going, this lady will go back to the mountain."
Poo heard the big bosses’ words and immediately fretted anxiously,
[Host, host, think of something! Is there no aerial transport service?? We got a horse-drawn carriage before!]
Castra had the same thoughts and immediately asked the two big bosses but the big bosses looked around awkwardly.
"Meow, hooman, you might not want to know about the aerial transport service."
"Uh, they’re unique, woof, but if you really need them, this lady can call them asap."
Just how weird those drivers could be?
Castra ignored the two bosses’ strange reaction and immediately begged,
"Yes, yes, I don’t mind! No matter the hardship, I’ll do it! Please, call them!"
The two furries looked at Castra with the last wave of pity before Lady Fera suddenly howled to the sky.
"Awoooo! Awoooo!"
? That’s the way to call the "air taxi"?
To Castra’s surprise, just a few seconds later, the sound of wings flapping came from afar and slowly became louder as it got closer.
Flap. Flap. Flap.
White feathers floated down gently and an elegant figure appeared in front of Castra.
Wide wingspan, slender legs, the iconic black and white feathers with a hint of red at the forehead...
"A crane spirit?"
Isn’t this a western fantasy? Would there be a crane spirit in a western fantasy world??
And even weirder...the crane wore small, round glasses with tiny chains, looking every bit of a scholar.
Under Castra’s disbelieving gaze, the gigantic crane as tall as the two meter Castra slowly lowered its head and spoke in a gentlemanly voice,
"Dear, where do you want to go?"
Wow, his ears are going to be pregnant— bah, bah, hell no!
"Uh, go to the aerial island up there...I need the one where I can find crow spirits."
"Sure, dear. The fare will be 300 spirit coins, is that alright with you?"
300 spirit coins??
Even the basic fee per summon is only around 200 spirit coins!
Wait, or is it different for D-rank spirits and other higher-ranker spirits?
Castra felt his heart was bleeding for the 300 spirit coins, but thinking that he would get more later, he decisively paid the fare.
"Okay, deal!"
"Dear, sir, let’s go."
The crane gentleman gently nudged Castra and Castra was about to climb into its back when the crane gentleman...
Bit Castra’s pants.
..?
"Uh, no need to help me get onto your back— "
Before Castra could even finish his words, the crane flapped its wings and...
Soared.
It soared with Castra’s whole body dangling in its beak.
...?
!!
"Aaaaaa!!! What the hell! What the hweellll— "
Castra felt the wind whipping his face and squeezing it into a bizarre shape and he almost fainted on the spot!
His dear pants were hanging for life, bearing all the weight of his body and Castra swore that he heard a faint ripping sound...
He’s done for.
Castra couldn’t bear to imagine how he fell from the sky with his b*tt naked so he just lost consciousness and peacefully waited for the crane to soar higher.
The two big bosses looked at Castra’s small figure in the sky and shook their heads in unison.
"Meow, meow, told you, you wouldn’t like this ride."
"What a hassle, woof."
The two big bosses flew on their own and soon, they reunited with Castra in the air.
At their current altitude, they could already see the vast "kingdom" above the dark clouds but the white mist concealed any sight.
Castra wished he could remain unconscious for longer, but his robust health coldly woke him up.
"...."
Castra stared blankly at the tiny scenery down there and immediately squeezed his eyes shut.
See no evil, hear no evil—
But then, as he got closer to the dark cloud, instead of feeling cold, the temperature in the air slowly rose.
? What? Is it because they’re getting closer to the sun— that’s bullsh*t!
Lady Fera and Garfin also noticed the rapidly rising temperature, both of them subconsciously frowned.
"Woof. So hot, woof!"
She’s a samoyed! She hated anything hot!
Garfin was a cat with quite thick fur. He also didn’t like an overly hot temperature!
As the distance between the group and the dark cloud reached just a few meters away, the sweltering heat seemed to choke everyone alive.
Castra’s body was already drenched in sweat and he couldn’t even open his eyes properly— sweat got into his eyes!
"Is thhissss reallyyy the righttt island??"
Which crow could live in such a place??
The crane gentleman didn’t dare to open its beak to speak and just continued to ascend.
Once they were right in front of the dark cloud island, the crane tossed Castra straight into the clouds.
Puff!
"Ouch!"
Thankfully, the clouds were solid and fluffy, so Castra’s life was spared but the moment he stepped foot into the dark cloud island...
A booming voice exploded from afar.
"INTRUDERRRR...."
