Kapitel 13: Chapter 13: Cloud Giant and Golden Flying Dragon

Muria walked towards the platform of the Crystal Castle, all along the way, numerous dragonborn maids greeted him, and he would respond with a nodded head. After all, these maids were all young and beautiful girls in appearance.

When Muria ascended the platform of the Crystal Castle, he saw the Cloud Titans Guards kneeling on one knee to welcome him. These giants with their skin ranging between ivory and sky blue, had long sensed Muria's unique aura.

"Ebute, haven't I told you already? There's no need for this, just greet me like the maids in the castle." Muria looked at the Cloud Titan Guards kneeling on the ground with a bit of a headache. They were too respectful towards him, which made him uncomfortable.

Before falling into the slumber, Muria didn't spend all his time reading books, occasionally, he would spend his three hours of daily activity time wandering about, so he pretty much recognizes all the monster leaders on the island.

Ebute, one of the Cloud Titan Commanders stationed on the Crystal Castle's platform, the ancient-looking giant commander with chiseled features respectfully replied, "For you who bear the Titan's bloodline, this is a necessary courtesy."

"Can't you come up with a different reason?" complained Muria, while holding his forehead, "It's the same reason every time."

The Cloud Titan Commander fell silent. Muria sighed and waved his hand, "Get up, all of you!"

Immediately, these Cloud Titans, each standing twelve meters tall, stood up. The Cloud Giant Commander Ebute, who stood a towering fifteen meters tall, looked at Muria with an astonished look and marveled, "Prince Muria, you've grown stronger again."

"Of course, I've been sleeping for a year, there has to be some changes," Muria accepted this factual compliment without any modesty.

Then, Muria hesitated a moment to look at his wide golden dragon wings behind him, the slender tail behind him was tossing anxiously. He looked at Ebute, "After experiencing this sleep, I feel that the power of my dragon wings has become stronger. They should be able to carry my body now. I want to try flying."

"Flying?" Ebute nodded his head, understanding in his heart. He didn't say much, but turned around and commanded the Cloud Titans behind him, "Did you hear that? Prince Muria wants to learn to fly, you all summon your Gryphon partners down to protect Prince Muria."

Then, the Cloud Titan Commander hesitated for a moment, but still took the horn hanging from his waist and blew into it. The horn was made from the horn of some unknown large animal.

"Woo..." The long horn sound echoed in the air above the Crystal Castle, "Roar!" A slightly sharp roar responded to the call of the horn.

Muria looked up at the sky above the castle, a giant dragon beast was shrinking its wings into a shuttle shape and diving towards Muria's position at high speed.

"Boom!" The loud sound of a heavy object falling to the ground could be heard. It was a bipedal flying dragon with a golden body and a length of over twenty meters. Compared to a real giant dragon, it lacked a pair of forelimbs and was bald on its head without any dragon horns, but it was still impressive.

"Young Master Muria." The huge dragon beast bowed down, shifting its center of gravity forward, using its wings to support its body, and respectfully greeted Muria.

"Leader Bart, there's no need to be so polite. Get up." Muria looked at the Bipedal Flying Dragon Leader who had almost pushed his head to the ground, somewhat speechless.

"It is a matter of course. You are the offspring of the great Atris." The Bipedal Flying Dragon Leader Bart replied. Its status was somewhat unique. Because it was a minion of the Golden Dragon Mother, it had been strengthened by the power of the Golden Dragon Mother. Otherwise, ordinary Bipedal Flying Dragons would not have its majestic shape and size.

The Flying Dragon Leader Bart stood upright on its hind feet, its golden vertical pupil slanting at Cloud Titan Commander Ebute, "What else do you want by calling me down here, other than to pay respects to Young Master Muria?"

"Hmm!" Ebute squeezed the magic staff in his hand tighter as he saw Bart's attitude, he coldly snorted, "I called you down here because Young Master Muria wants to practice flying and you are to just stand by and watch."

"Ha ha ha, I see." The golden flying dragon laughed with triumph, "But, why did you ask your tribe to call these lovely little ones down?"

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." Before anyone knew when it started, there were already more than three hundred Gryphons hovering in mid-air around the platform where Muria was located. All around him were these majestic creatures, flapping their wings.

"They look really nice." Muria sized up these monstrous beasts tamed by the Cloud Giants, "It's just a pity that they're too small."

This kind of creature, with the body of a lion and the head, beak, and wings of an eagle, was covered in golden wings and fur like sunlight. The eagle-like head and wings were covered with golden feathers, and the lion-like body was covered with yellow-brown fur.

Unfortunately, their body length was mostly around three meters, with wingspans only seven to eight meters. For ordinary people, this size could be used for riding. However, for Muria who is now eight meters tall, these creatures were too small. Apart from admiring them, they seemed of little use.

Hearing the Flying Dragon Leader's mocking question, Cloud Titan Commander Ebute tightened his grip on the magic staff. He very much wanted to smash the golden-skinned dragon beast with the staff in his hand, but he couldn't, because he was no match for that flying dragon who had been through Atris's power baptism.

"Are you suggesting, Ebute, that you want these miniature cuties to help Young Master Muria practice flying?" The Flying Dragon Bart laughed heartily, "You really have an interesting idea."

"Enough, Leader Bart." Muria looked at Cloud Giant Commander whose face had turned red with anger and scolded. If he didn't stop them, he estimated that Ebute would lead the Cloud Giants, who were also looking unhappy, to attack Bart.

"Ebute, we, the Golden Dragon Clan, will take charge of teaching young Master Mureya to fly." Glancing at the nearby cloud giants, the Dragonflight Commander quickly recovered his composure, no longer mocking the cloud giant leader. "As for you Cloud Giants, don't interfere. Flying is not something you're good at."

"Master Mureya," Bart, the Dragonflight commander, turned to Mureya and asked, "How quickly do you wish to learn to fly?"

"The faster, the better," Mureya responded right away.

"Very well, climb onto my back, I'll take you to the sky."

Mureya hesitated for a moment before clenching his teeth and clambering onto the back of the flying dragon. Whether in his past life or this one, he'd always yearned to fly, let alone the fact that this life he was born with a pair of dragon wings.

The Golden Dragon carrying Mureya bared its teeth, feeling the weight of Mureya on its back. But having just boasted in front of the cloud giants, it now had no choice but to take off, even if it were to burst its liver doing so.

"Hold tight, Master Mureya." With a flourish of golden wings, the dragon sprinted a few steps and fiercely ascended into the skies, carrying the "child" on its back.

"Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!" The roaring wind whistled past Mureya's ears. Ever since he was reborn, he'd become more fearless. He looked down to see everything beneath them getting smaller with the flight of the dragon -- the cloud giants, the Crystal Castle, and then the large island the castle was on.

In Mureya's eyes, the only thing that didn't seem to get smaller were the Titan Islands. He realized that the islands were much larger than he had imagined. One after another, large islands appeared in his line of sight, gradually expanding in size until...

"This must be the mainland!" From his perspective, the large island where the Crystal Castle was located seemed no bigger than a palm. Yet at the farthest end of his vision, he could see a vast expanse of land. As for the periphery of the Titan Islands, he was only able to see the side he was on, everything else was out of sight.

"Master Mureya, that's not the mainland, that's the Eternal Island of the Elves," Bart, following Mureya's gaze, explained.

"Elves?" Mureya wondered, "Isn't this Titan territory? How can there be elves here, and why do they own such a large island?"

"Hehe, I heard it was a group of High Elves who sought refuge with the Titans. The Titans then gave that island to the elves to live on and granted them protection," The dragonflight commander smiled. "What's more, I also heard that these face-conscious long-eared folks have never admitted to seeking refuge with the Titans. They claim they formed an alliance with the Titans instead."

"These Elves must be pretty special, after all, the Titans generally don't accept allegiance from any other race," Mureya responded thoughtfully, not engaging in Bart's gossip.

"I wouldn't know about that. I haven't been here with Archmage Atris for very long; there's still loads I don't know about," Bart replied.

"Hmm."

"Master Mureya, don't just look down, lift your head and look at the sky."

Looking skywards, Mureya saw golden scales shining brightly as golden dragons darted between the white clouds. The radiant sunlight reflected off these clansmen of the Golden Dragon Mother, making them extraordinarily dazzling.

"How about it, Master Mureya?" Bart asked with a smug tone.

"It's quite impressive."

"Roar!" The dragonflight commander let out a triumphant roar, "Youngsters, come and salute Master Mureya."

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"... Soon, excited roars echoed everywhere as golden dragons, each around eighteen meters long, flew towards Mureya enthusiastically.

Mureya rode on the back of the dragonflight commander, watching the nearly one hundred golden dragons swirling around him; his heart pounded with excitement, a feeling of satisfaction filling his being.

"Little ones, our mission today is to help Master Mureya learn to fly," the dragonflight commander roared at the numerous dragons, receiving roars of elated response in return.

"Master Mureya, be prepared."

"What?" Lost in his thoughts, Mureya was left bewildered as the dragonflight commander flipped his body over. Suddenly, without any support beneath him, Mureya started free-falling.

"Damn!" The only word Mureya managed to utter before pure terror compelled him to spread his wings...

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