King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 115 - 115 110 Silvermoon Elf

Chapter 115: Chapter 110 Silvermoon Elf Chapter 115: Chapter 110 Silvermoon Elf “You say you want to worship a human as your master!” From the top of the mountain range, roars like the roar of a tiger emanated from within an ancient but magnificent complex of buildings.

On the mountainside, Muria and the Five Colored Dragons had begun the construction of an Ancient Greek palace that was simple but full of momentum. One by one, curious dragon heads stretched out from the palace, looking towards the top of the mountain.

However, when these Five Colored Dragons recognized the roar, the memory of a terrifying figure with snow-white hair immediately filled their minds. Their bodies shivered involuntarily, and they quickly tucked their heads back in, quietly analyzing the Magic Book that Muria had given them to study.

At the top of the mountain, in an ancient abode, the atmosphere was slightly weird. A White Tiger was glaring angrily at a robust Titan teenager, seemingly ready to pounce at any moment.

Next to them, three Red Dragons were watching. One of them seemed to want to rush over to interfere, but she was restrained firmly on the ground by the other two, preventing her from intervening in the confrontation.

On the other hand, a white-haired Loli was sitting atop a pile of books, engrossed in her reading, showing no interest in what was going on around her.

“Why are you so agitated?” Muria looked at the large cat in front of him with some confusion. “I am the one who wants to worship the master, not you.”

“As one born of Titans and Dragons, how can you worship a human as your master?”

“Why not? Just because he is a human?” Muria chuckled, “Because his bloodline is too humble?”

“No… It’s not that…” Seeing Muria, whose eyes were blazing with thunder and seemed to be burning with an inner flame, White Tiger Troy paused. “What I mean is, you don’t need to find a human to be your master. Among our clans, there are so many legendary Titans and unparalleled sword skills in your Titans’ Inheritance.”

“Do I need to say it again? The Sword Saint is on par with Lord Yaxibeien in a duel under equal strength. There is no doubt about the proficiency of Sword Saint Ron in swordsmanship. I think it is a very good choice to have him as my swordsmanship teacher.”

“Cassio, what do you say?” Troy looked for Cassidy’s help.

“It’s doable.” Cassio immediately took Muria’s side without any hesitation when he heard Troy’s question. “In terms of swordsmanship, it’s quite suitable for Muria to actively seek him as a guide.”

“Alright.” Hearing that even Cassio agreed, Troy offered no more objections. Instead, he raised another practical issue, “As you said, that human Sword Saint is currently on the Eternal Island of the Elves. How are you going to find him?”

“That’s the problem I was just worrying about.” Muria scratched his head and looked at Cassio. “I can’t find him right now.”

“I can’t help with that.” Cassio shook his head when he saw Muria’s plea for help. “I can only know the information within the clan and some external information collected in the information library. I don’t know what is happening on Elf Island.”

“Elf Island?” Muria was taken aback, he touched his chin thoughtfully, “If I can find an elf to lead the way, would I be able to find the Sword Saint?”

“Where are you going to find an elf now?” Troy snorted.

“Sure.” Muria’s gaze was still fixed on the spirit, “Cassio, you said last time that if a Titan wants to learn archery, the Elf Race would send a royal to teach him.”

“To find an elf under this pretext, isn’t that cheating? I doubt they would be willing to help you.”

“Who said it’s cheating, I didn’t say I won’t learn archery.” Muria rubbed Troy’s fluffy tiger head, “I want to learn swordsmanship and I won’t give up on the strongest archery of the Elf Race either. I have to learn that as well.”

“I have already notified the Elf Royal Court.” Cassio looked at Muria. “In at most three days, an elf will come. By then, you must ensure to learn archery well and figure out a way to have the elf lead you to the Eternal Island to find that Sword Saint.”

“Understood.”

…

Muria initially thought he would have to wait two days for an elf to arrive, so he started to read books on formation to kill time. However, after only reading for two hours, Cassio reported to him that the elf who would teach him archery had arrived.

“So soon?” Muria was somewhat surprised as he lifted his head. This was much earlier than Cassio’s estimated time.

“It’s probably because of your identity!” The giant cat shrunken beneath Muria, acting as his seat cushion, said lazily, “You are with two epic grandfathers. I reckon those long ears wouldn’t dare to dawdle.”

“Buzz!” A teleportation array, quite small in Muria’s view, formed. Afterward, a lithe and agile figure walked out, silver pupils filled with curiosity scanning the surroundings.

“Silver Moon Elf.” Muria looked at the diminutive silver-haired elf below and sized up her height and body. He then turned to his spirit with some dissatisfaction, “She isn’t an adult yet, right?”

“You are the Titan who wishes to learn bow skills?” Hearing Muria’s words, the Silver Moon Elf who had just teleported narrowed her eyes, immediately turning fierce, without a hint of curiosity left.

Though Muria had changed forms, the petite elf maiden could tell by his aura that he was the one from the several humanoid forms in the main hall.

Muria with White Dragon Clodia and the Red Dragon Triplets, though they had all transformed into human forms using magic, still emanated the unique aura of their bloodlines, making it quite easy for the elf maiden to discern what beings they truly were.

“As expected, a half-blooded Titan with the Dragon King Bloodline. He’s different from the other Titans.” The adolescent elf maiden murmured to herself after taking a quick glance around the grand hall, “He has already amassed so many dragon mates before he has even reached adulthood. How disgusting.”

The sight of the Red Dragon Triplets and White Dragon Clodia made the heart of the underage elf maiden skip a beat. She remembered the admonition of the elders of her clan before she left.

…

“Hesel, a Titan wishes to learn our archery skills. According to the contract, we have decided to send you to teach after some discussion.”

“Eh? Me?” The young elf girl was somewhat perplexed.

“Yes.” The elegant elf elder nodded, “But be careful, this Titan is somewhat unusual.”

“What’s so unusual?”

“He’s not a pure-blooded Titan, he only has half of the Titan bloodline.”

“A half-blood Titan. We can refuse to teach him.”

“We cannot refuse!” The elf elder shook his head, “This Titan possesses the other half of his bloodline from a Dragon King.”

“A dragon!” The elf maiden was somewhat puzzled, “Does he possess those dreadful habits of dragons?”

“Yes.” The elf elder nodded solemnly, “So, you must be careful during the teaching process and safeguard yourself.”

“Elder, can I not go? Can we send a male elf instead?”

“No.” The elf elder looked at Hesel’s top-tier beauty in the elf race and refused without any hesitation.

“Why?”

“Because, your archery skills rank among the top in your generation of elves. According to the contract, we must send the elf with the best archery skills to teach.” The elf elder gave a very reasonable explanation and comforted Hesel, “You don’t need to worry too much, that Titan is quite young now and cannot harm you.”

“Alright.” Receiving the praise and affirmation from the elder, the young underage elf smiled happily, accepting the elder’s task.

…

“Such a small one, huh.”

When Hesel truly saw Muria for the first time, her worries instantly vanished. His eight or nine-year-old boyish appearance with black hair and golden pupils instantly made Hesel drop her guard.

However, the first sentence that Muria said made this young elf unhappy. What was with this disdainful tone? Thus, Hesel glared at Muria, asking aggressively.

“Mhm, I am Muria.” The small figure put the book aside with Mage’s Hand, stood on a pile of books, and looked down at the silver-haired elf wearing light armor and carrying a longbow. He asked her in return, “You are the elf who is here to teach me archery?”

“Yes, do you have any objections?” The silver-haired elf looked at Muria and unwittingly clenched her fist. Despite her inexperience, she felt that she was being treated with contempt.

“You are not an adult yet!” Muria sniffed subtly, smelling the faint fresh floral scent that was present in the air due to the elf’s appearance, and made such a judgment.

“According to the contract, your elf race would send an elf from the royal family with the best archery skills to teach me. Your age, however, makes it hard for me to believe that your archery is the best among your elf race.”

“Are you questioning my archery?” Listening to Muria’s words, the young elf girl flushed with anger. Before she arrived here, the elders of her clan had praised and affirmed her archery skills.

“Yes.” Seeing the angry elf, Muria straightforwardly admitted. He wanted to learn archery, not on a whim, but as an idea he had held for a long time. Naturally, he would want to find a teacher with excellent archery skills for himself.

At the first glance of this Silvermoon elf, Muria was indeed slightly astonished by her beauty, but he didn’t let that cloud his judgment. He wouldn’t accept her as a teacher simply based on her looks. He needed a professional and authentic elf archery teacher, not just a beautiful vase.

“My archery is the strongest among the new generation in the elf race.”

“Prove it to me.” Muria jumped off the pile of books, came up to her, and looked up at the elf in light armor, “Show the archery skills of the elf race that are claimed to be the most powerful. I will apologize to you and accept you as my teacher.”

“Muria, are you taking another teacher?” Troy looked at Muria with a surprised face.

“Teaching you archery is an obligation of the elves.” Cassio reminded him in a neutral tone.

“I know that. But I want to learn archery, what’s wrong with accepting her as my teacher!”

“You want me to prove it this way?”

“Of course, by spilling blood.” Muria looked at his Spirit, “Construct the teleportation array, the target is the Abyss Training Ground.”