Fufufu...the smell is faint...could it be that the stinky cat became weaker?
A certain being was curious, so it started to pay attention to the source of the faint smell.
At the same time, King Garfin, who was rolling around in his nest back at the Cat Tower Mountain, also felt something from the mark he left on his little slave.
"Huh? This aura...is that hooman going to the stinky dog's house, meow?!"
"How come he didn't come to see me first, meow??"
What a treacherous little peasant! A liar! Where's the promised service??
"Just wait, you peasant. This king is coming to you!"
Garfin waved his paws in the air and a huge virtual cat paw print appeared out of thin air.
Then, the paw print enveloped Garfin's body and his body slowly disappeared, teleported to the other end of the paw print's location.
Castra didn't know that he had just alarmed two great beings.
The poor spirit was now clutching his fluffy coat while sneezing non-stop.
"Achoo! Achoo!! I-is this coat— acho! really cold-resistant like what the clerk said— acho?!"
The edge of Castra's hair had started to freeze and his eyelashes also stiffened, covered with snow and ice.
Poo was a virtual system, so he didn't feel anything, but Dudu who was hiding in Castra's fluffy coat also shuddered non-stop.
"Duuuuu..."
Dudu is cold QAQ
Dudu feels like he's turning into a frozen Dudu!
The wind blew hard, bringing an even colder chill than mere snow and ice.
When Castra walked, his feet were submerged in the thick snow up to his knee.
Castra didn't buy a complete set of warm clothes, so his trousers were still the same style used in the desert region.
How could such a trouser keep his legs warm from the snow pile??
Castra almost couldn't move forward for a long time.
"Ugh..."
Despite the hardship, Castra walked through the deep snow step by step while keeping an eye on his surroundings, searching for wolves.
Unfortunately, everywhere he saw was either a group of pine trees or pure white snow.
There were barely any animals, not to mention the snow wolves that he wanted to find.
"Ah! Just where are the snow wolves??"
Does he have to bleed himself to lure the wolves out with his blood or something??
Just when Castra was in despair, a bright light in the shape of a cat's paw suddenly shone above his head.
However, before Castra could even look up, a fat— a great orange cat fell from the sky straight to Castra's head.
BANG!
"Omph!" Castra felt something squishy yet extremely heavy hit his head and his eyesight blackened for a split second.
The next second, his entire body was plunged into the deep snow, creating a hole in the shape of a human being.
Once Castra made an intimate contact with the ground, the cold snow immediately stuck onto Castra's whole face, and he almost inhaled the snow into his nose!
"Mmmphh!!"
Castra tried to stand up to see what hit him on the head just now, but the thing on his head was so heavy that Castra couldn't even lift his head.
His entire face was buried in the snow and he couldn't even breathe, so Castra became weaker and weaker...
He's dying from suffocation!
The thing above Castra's head seemed to realize that Castra was suffocating, so it finally trotted away from Castra's head, allowing the poor spirit to lift his head before he died from the lack of oxygen.
"Pwah! What the hell— "
Castra lifted his head with a swish and was about to curse the thing hitting his head when he saw the striking orange in the middle of a pure white background.
...what a fat— a great cat.
How could Castra not recognize the iconic orange cat with tiger stripes?
He stood up while staggering and exclaimed at the cat who was licking his own paw.
"Ah! Your majesty?? Why are you here??"
Garfin squinted his eyes and jumped onto Castra's shoulder without making a sound.
Before Castra could react, Garfin had already landed his lovely paw on Castra's cheek and slapped him.
"Meowww!! How dare you not visit this king after you return to the Spirit World, meow??"
Pa! Pa! Pa!
"How dare you run to this stinky place, meowww?? You are this king's slave! Going to this place is the same as betraying this king, meowww!"
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Garfin left his paw prints all over Castra's face, not leaving any empty spots behind.
"Ah! Ah! Your majesty, have mercy— achoo! I-I don't know that coming to this mountain is the same as betraying you!"
Is it because this mountain is the home of wolves?
Garfin, who is a feline, hated canines like wolves.
"Hmph. I know you're ignorant, meow, but why do you even need to come to this stinky place, meow?"
He also didn't know why this weak spirit went to find him just to scoop his poop.
Is it a hobby or something?
"T-that...I have a mission to complete in order to become stronger..."
Castra grabbed Garfin's fluffy paw and coaxed his majesty with a finger massage.
"Prr prrr, tell the truth! You just want to collect poop, right?"
Garfin squinted his eyes as he enjoyed his slave's massage, barely calming down from discovering his slave's "betrayal".
…how did you know, your majesty?
Castra didn't want to admit it, so he could only speak in a roundabout way.
"Anyway, achoo! I need to find white wolves…"
"White wolves, huh? They're rare, meow, but it's not hard to find them, meowwww~ "
"If you want to find them…"
Garfin casually waved his paw and a huge virtual Nyan Nyan fist appeared in the air.
Then, before Castra could even see what was going on, the huge Nyan Nyan fist the size of a truck smashed straight at the distant snowy mountain.
BANGGGGG!!!
The distant mountain shook and the snow accumulated on the mountain instantly collapsed en masse.
The collapsing snow gathered into a huge wave and came flooding down the mountain, snowballing into a huge...avalanche.
And the avalanche that looked like a white wave crashing into the beach was heading towards Castra and Garfin's place menacingly.
"There you go, meow. I called them for you, meow."
Castra: ....?
!!
"AHHHH!!!"