King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 124 - 124 119 Elven Elder

Chapter 124: Chapter 119: Elven Elder Chapter 124: Chapter 119: Elven Elder Under the guidance of several elven knights and Hesel, Muria descended to the ground and entered the dreamlike forest city.

As a lawful race, the elves’ city was orderly arranged. After all, the elves have a group of beings known as tree shepherds who can temporarily revive trees, pull out their roots to move them or guide their growth.

One of the elves’ talents is to communicate with plants, some of who are even able to control trees and become tree shepherds, granting ancient trees temporary wisdom and turning them into tough, battle-ready ancient trees.

After Muria followed Hesel into the elves’ city, he curiously observed the surrounding tree houses, the elves who lived in them and the various kind creatures.

“Hesel!” “Hesel!”… Every elf who saw Hesel greeted her warmly. The animals and exotic beasts living there did the same, bowing in respect if they couldn’t speak.

Muria who was following her, remained calm. He had been to the Giant City, where the scene was much more exaggerated. All the giants would kneel and salute. The giants’ huge bodies were far more impactful than the petite elves.

Therefore, Muria did not pay attention to Hesel but instead looked around at the real forest city. This natural city, made up entirely of plants, was scattered with flowers everywhere.

“There are many animals here,” Muria said out of the blue after observing for a while. The number of non-human creatures living in this forest city seemed to be more than the number of elves.

The number of animals and exotic beasts living in this city was many times that in the Titan Clan Lands, but the quality was incomparable. Most were just common animals and exotic beasts.

“Hesel!” A sleek, shiny black leopard lept from a treehouse, like a bolt of black lightning. This jungle hunter landed gently in front of the silver-haired elf, without making a sound.

“Kyle!” Seeing this two-meter-tall leopard, the elf maiden showed a smile and called the Black Panther’s name.

“Where are you going?” The black leopard bent its limbs slightly and hunched its body, “Get on. I’ll take you.”

“I’m going to see the elders at the Eternal Tree.” Hesel stepped onto the robust forearm of the black leopard and sat on its wide back.

The elven girl smoothed the black leopard’s glossy fur, “Can my friend also come up?”

“Ofcourse, if he is your friend.” The black leopard glanced at Muria once, and its claws involuntarily shrank. For some reason, when seeing this dark-haired golden-pupiled child, it felt a palpitation, a urge to kneel.

“Muria, come up too!”

“Okay!” Muria looked at the black leopard with its slightly bulging muscles, which looked very strong, and walked toward it.

“Roar!” As Muria approached, the palpable breath became more evident. Surreally, the black leopard saw a green-eyed white tiger roosting on a majestic mountain. It had its wings spread, roaring towards the sky.

“King!” The black leopard uttered one word, then, “plop!” it went weak and knelt at Muria’s feet.

“Kyle!” Hesel exclaimed in surprise, quickly jumped off the leopard’s back, “What’s wrong with you?”

“What are you?” The black leopard Kyle ignored Hesel focused its dark eyes on Muria, “Why do you carry the breath of a king?”

“King?” Muria was startled. Despite his royal bloodline from the Dragon King and Titan overwhelming this big black leopard, it seemed unrelated to the ‘King’ the black leopard was referring to.

“Why do you carry the breath of a White Tiger?” the black leopard asked again in the common language.

“White Tiger!” Muria suddenly realized, “That’s why.”

Since signing the contract with Troy, Muria had been with the big cat every day. With their regular companionship, it was normal for Muria to have absorbed some of the distinct aromas of Troy.

As for Troy, as an adult white tiger that would eventually advance to a legendary status, it was a natural king of beasts. To ordinary exotic beasts and animals, it had a natural authority and dominance.

“I have a white tiger companion,” Muria looked at the disabled black leopard and laughed.

“White tiger companion!” The black leopard looked at Muria in disbelief, “What are you exactly?”

“Kyle, he is the son of Titan and Dragon,” Hesel explained.

“Muria?”

“You know me?” Muria looked at the black leopard in surprise.

“Of course.” The black leopard glared at Muria in anger, then closed its eyes with a sigh of resignation.

Muria found the black leopard’s human-like expression amusing but did not probe further. He called to the elf maiden, “Hesel, seems like your idea for a ride is not working. You’d better guide me yourself!”

…

“This is Elder Salvador!”

Under the Eternal Tree of Life, Muria met a very “young” Sun Elf who looked about twenty years old in human terms, but that was just his appearance.

Looking into the elder’s indifferent, world-weary golden eyes, Muria could be sure that he was an old creature who had lived for centuries or millennia. As for his strength… He was not sure. Although, since he was an elder, even if he wasn’t a legend, he wouldn’t be weak.

“Elder Salvador.” Muria slightly bowed in front of this good looking elder. This handsome elf elder, with an indifferent and aloof air about him, had an arrogance unique to the strong.

However, Muria didn’t buy into this. After all, this was the second time he had seen this elf elder. The first time was in the Abyss controlled by the Abyss Master Ulysses, through a space gate he met this handsomely charming elf elder.

Just the day before, this aloof elf elder had been engaged in a confrontation with the legendary Titan Yashiburn, riding a Silver Winged Pegasus. They argued vehemently, completely unreflective of his current demeanor.

“Hesel, what are you doing here?” Seeing the silver-haired elf girl, the elf elder Salvador furrowed his brows, and then his gaze fell on Muria, a deep ridge forming between his brows.

“Titan!”The Elf elder’s hand clutching the scepter tightened slightly. A few days ago, a Titan had made his life very unpleasant. But then he looked closely at the black-haired child in front of him and noticed something was wrong.

Muria’s transformation magic was clear as day in his eyes, “No, you’re different from the other Titans. You’re not purebred, Dragon’s breath, you’re the Son of Titan and Dragon. Muria, am I right?”

“Yes, Elder, you know me too?”

“Ha!” The elf elder’s furrowed brow loosened and his face regained its calm, “It wasn’t necessary for Hesel to come here, then it must be you who wanted to come. Speak, Son of Titan and Dragon, why are you here?”