Sparks came out of the shovel and time seemed to slow down.
Seeing that the physical attacks was blocked, the boar immediately shouted in a human voice,
"Oink!! Activate [Tusk Spear] skill!"
An illusionary image of a burning spear appeared above the tusk, digging deep into the shovel!
Sizzleee—
The flame corroded the shovel and a fist-sized hole appeared on the surface of the shovel.
Then, the tip of the "spear" pierced through the hole, penetrating Castra's lower left tummy!
"Ughh!!"
Golden blood instantly spurted out of the wound.
A burning pain drilled through Castra's stomach and his half-transparent belly became even more transparent, as if it was about to disappear anytime soon.
Ah. He's going to die. Even Llyod is going to die.
But how could a certain king let his slave die?
Only he could kill the shameless hooman!
Before the tusk could penetrate deeper, Garfin jumped onto the pig's face and started to slap it with his paw!
Pa! Pa! Pa!
The simple slap didn't do much damage but it caught the pig off guard.
"Oinkk!!"
The pig subconsciously pulled out the tusk but before it could shake off the cat on its face, the cat landed another series of paw slaps.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
"Oinkkkk— "
As if plagued by bad luck, the pig suddenly lost its balance and fell sideways, straight to the sandy ground.
Thud!
With its heavy weight, the fall stirred the wind and the cloud of sand rose, covering both the fire boar, Castra and Cecily.
Castra blinked his dry eyes and a strange thought popped up in his mind.
Is King Garfin…so lucky?
Why is his enemies always catching some kind of bad luck and then falling here and there for no reasons?
Things happened so fast that the audience and the commentator were stunned until a few seconds later, the commentator jumped from his seat and shouted until himself hoarse,
—"OHHHH!! What a fast attack! What a wonderful blow! But Mister Spirit over here reacts even faster, defending himself with a shovel!"
—"Unfortunately, the shovel burned and the tusk pierced through it! Just when all hope is lost...his familiar suddenly slaps the boar away!!"
—"Marvelous! Gorgeous! Mama Mia lezatooooo!"
The commentator's loud shout and the sight of Castra's golden blood disappearing into tiny sparkles finally snapped Cecily out of her shock.
"Poop Shovelel!" Cecily's voice choked as she quickly commanded her natal spirit.
"Pipi! Use [Heal]!"
"Pi! Pi! Activate [Heal]!"
The fluffy ball immediately glowed in a green light and small green light balls flew towards the small hole in Castra's stomach.
Castra only smelled the scent of the forest and a small warmth suddenly entered his burning wound.
The next second, the burning feeling subsided, replaced by a cooling sensation.
Then, the wound stopped bleeding and Castra's body also stopped becoming more transparent!
The commentator saw Pipi's skill and was so excited that his breathing became heavier, even his entire face flushed red.
—"Kyaaaaa! The Red Riding Hood's natal spirit is using a healing skill! Such a rare skill even among many natal spirits!"
—"Bravo, Ballerina Cappucinaaaaa!"
The fluffy furball didn't care about the commentator's flattery and immediately stuck close to the hole in Castra's stomach.
Immediately, a new green light glowed over Castra's wound.
"Poop shovelel, don't die!"
Uh, actually, that close contact with the fur is what's going to kill him.
Castra with red eyes and red skin squeezed a soothing smile, trying to comfort his little employer.
"It's...okay, this much...is not a problem!"
"Just hang on! A few mowe seconds!"
Damn it. She didn't have a healer-type natal spirit in her past life.
To think that healing would be so difficult!!
Cecily's concentration was entirely on Castra, so the girl, who was once a great summoner in the past, didn't detect the presence of another spirit behind her.
But Castra, who was facing Cecily, saw something behind the girl.
A blurry shadow flashed by and the next second, the surroundings darkened.
A huge shadow loomed above Cecily's head and a mouth full of fangs suddenly pounced towards Cecily's head.
"GRAOOOO! Activate [Flame Booster]!"
! It's the missing fire wolf!
It's even using a skill that boosts its speed!
"My dear summoner!!"
Castra immediately pulled Cecily into his embrace and turned his body around, swinging his tattered shovel with a hole in the middle—
And smashed the shovel head towards the wolf's open snout.
"The Wayyyyy of The Shovel!!"
BEEP. [Activating skill The Way of The Shovel]
[Skill level: F-rank]
[Upgradable]
[Swing your shovel around and you become a top swordsman! You have a 10% chance to trigger a critical hit!]
[You have 90% chance to scoop *beep* faster and more accurate!]
Unfortunately…with a 2-star luck, Castra didn't trigger that 10% chance, only the useless 90% chance that he only used when he wanted to collect poops automatically.
Castra's hopeful heart instantly burned into ashes.
Ah…it's over.
Before Castra could close his eyes to accept death and maybe claim a work accident's insurance…
Poo suddenly chimed in urgently.
[Host!! Summon the rat *beep* you just stored! Hurry— ]
"Flame rat's poop! Come forth!"
Castra subconsciously shouted and a piece of fiery poop in the poop museum disappeared like magic!
Then, it suddenly appeared out of thin air and landed right on Castra's shovel.
Plop!
At that moment, the poop and the shovel was dangerously close to the wolf's open snout, so…
Oops. It went in.
Swoosh!
The wolf only smelled a strange stench and then something indescribable entered its mouth.
A little bit of heat spread in its tongue but the taste..
Wolf: ? What is this? This feels like— Wait…
Wait!!
When the wolf realized what's going on—
The wolf's face instantly turned green, black, red, white, so colorful that one could paint with all the color!
Unable to bear the blow, the wolf's eyes rolled up until only the white parts remained, its soul left its body.
The wolf's body staggered in the air and in front of everyone's eyes, it plummeted straight to the ground with a loud noise.
BANG!