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!"
