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DND Realms: The Rise of the Titan-Dragon Prodigy

Titans, near-divine creatures born alongside the most ancient gods.The dragon, a mighty predator at the top of the food chain of countless worlds.Muria, who inherits the bloodline of the Titans and Golden Dragons, sits on a throne.Red dragons, blue dragons, green dragons ...... bronze dragons, red copper dragons, brass dragons ...... amethyst dragons, crystal dragons, emerald dragons, and many more dragons bow under the throne. Cloud giants, mist giants, stone giants, frost giants ...... storm giants, mountain giants, tide giants ...... countless giants bowed before the throne. A king's power is not just to kill and conquer! ----------------------- It's 1 chapter per day at 1 p.m. (Arizona) in every novel I upload. 3 daily chapters in each novel on patreon! p@treon.com/INNIT ----------------------- DISCLAIMER The story belongs entirely to the original author.

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Chapter 184: A Fan of the Golden Dragon Mother

"What's your name?" Hearing Muria wasn't a local dragon, Caslana calmed her slight embarrassment. It was normal for a foreign dragon not to know her name.

"Muria Iapetus Elonsus."

"Oh!" Dawn Watcher Caslana nodded, then asked with some confusion, "What's your title?"

"Title?" Muria shook his head. Such things weren't simply chosen at will, "I've just started making my way in the world. I don't have a title."

"Tsk, you must be at the soul intent level, right? How come your parents let you out so late?" Caslana boasted somewhat, "I started traveling human cities when I was at the silver level."

"..." Muria remained silent. Honestly, if his dragon mother hadn't thrown him across the world, he indeed planned to stay put until he reached legendary status before wandering the world.

To him, Elasia was too dangerous. Not to mention the gods overhead, just the epics alone, beings who could stand toe-to-toe with deities and walk freely within the world, unrestricted, capable of unleashing their full combat power, were terrifying enough.

If he accidentally offended an epic... he'd probably be done for, with no chance of rebirth. How could such powerhouses leave any chance for resurrection, eradicating from the source?

"Hm! Wait a minute!" As Muria was lost in thought, Caslana suddenly flared up, "What did you say your name was?"

"Muria Iapetus Elonsus." Muria repeated his name, looking puzzled at the suddenly flared-up Caslana, "Is there a problem?"

"Elonsus, Elonsus." Caslana repeated Muria's surname twice, then stared at him intensely, "What's your relation to the Golden Radiance, Atris Elonsus?"

Muria paused, then openly admitted, "She's my mother."

"Your mother!" Caslana was shocked, "I heard Atris had found a mate, but I never thought it was true, let alone that she had a child."

"..." Muria was speechless, not expecting his mother to be so famous. This was the first golden dragon he encountered who immediately mentioned his dragon mother's name, and by her expression, she seemed to be a fan?

"You're Atris's offspring, so your golden dragon bloodline must be of the ancestral level." Caslana's eyes sparkled, "No wonder I felt that bloodline pressure from a little guy like you, able to make me feel pressured. So that's the case."

Feeling something off with the golden dragon lady's increasingly peculiar gaze, Muria sensed a very pleasant scent that made his body start to react. This scent came from the golden dragon lady in front of him, and it was getting stronger.

"Muria, little brother, which age stage have you entered?" Caslana suddenly asked, seemingly unrelated to their previous conversation.

"Teenage dragon stage." Muria, whose breathing was becoming heavier, answered, then added, "I've just entered this stage."

"Teenage dragon." Hearing Muria's reply, Caslana's eyes shone even brighter, nearly glowing, "So you're of age to lay eggs."

"..." Muria felt a sudden surge from the nine divine weapons within him, simultaneously suppressing the restlessness of his golden dragon bloodline, quelling his desires, allowing the increasingly heavy-breathing youth to slowly calm down.

Regaining his composure, Muria, in front of the golden-haired lady, without a word, cast ten second-tier spells on himself, Mechanical Mind.

But the effect was minimal. Second-tier spells had little effect on Muria, unless he could expand this spell to the seventh tier, which might have some effect.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Muria's actions, Caslana smiled teasingly, "Little guy, getting shy?"

"Caslana, I..." Before Muria could finish, he was interrupted by the golden-haired lady.

"Call me sister. Even though you're an ancestral dragon, you're definitely younger than me. According to etiquette, you should call me sister. It's basic manners."

"Uh..."

"What, as an ancestral dragon, you look down on me, a mere golden dragon?"

"I didn't mean that." Muria quickly shook his head. The long-legged lady who approached him unnoticed was remarkable enough; how could he look down on a dragon stronger in magical knowledge than him?

"Then hurry up and call me sister."

"Caslana, sister."

"Ah, what's up?"

"I have someone I like." Muria spoke softly.

"Is that so." Hearing Muria's answer, Caslana's eyes dimmed slightly, scrutinizing the black-haired, golden-eyed youth, "So young and already have a dragon you like? Not bad."

"She's not a dragon!" Muria shook his head, thinking of the Seraphim girl with ten wings who left while he was asleep, so they didn't say goodbye.

But upon waking, Muria received a letter of challenge, written on Solar Flame Gold paper, thick enough to serve as a door panel. The amount of Solar Flame Gold used could forge a short weapon for a titan.

This showed Muria's efforts towards the Seraphim girl were not in vain. This letter of challenge was the best proof, Michelangelo's response to Muria.

"You've fallen for a female of another species?"

"Yes."

"That's not good. The bloodline of an ancestral golden dragon needs to be passed on, it absolutely cannot be cut off."

"It's already cut off." Muria thought to himself, "I can only be considered half an ancestral golden dragon."

Of course, he kept these thoughts to himself, knowing some things were better left unsaid. What needed to be hidden should remain hidden.

Seeing Muria silent, Caslana didn't mind, assuming he was just shy since he was new to the outside world, especially since he was still playing "entrapment justice."

"So, little brother, what brings you to Valiant?"

"I was initially commissioned by the Dawn Temple to investigate Marquis Mendoza, but upon my arrival, I learned he had already been slain by the Demon Hunter Knight. So now, my goal is to find the Demon Hunter Knight and witness him for myself."

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