King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 903 - 903 891

Chapter 903: 891 Chapter 903: 891 “Did you expect all of this?” In the room, the playful fights and schemes of the three little ones naturally couldn’t escape the notice of another couple living under the same roof. At this moment, Michaela turned her head to look at Muria.

“How could I!” Hearing his wife’s question, Muria shook his head, “I never anticipated such a thing. I didn’t realize Aeolus would be so fond of his sister.”

“So, you mean to say this situation has slipped out of your control?” Michaela countered.

“Control?” Muria chuckled, “What control? I’ve never tried to control anything.”

“Haven’t you arranged everything regarding your son from his childhood up until now?” Michaela pressed on.

“I’ve only arranged the general affairs. I have not planned the details,” Muria said, rubbing his forehead with a hint of helplessness, “Although I indeed sent people to intervene during Aeolus’s growth, most of it was based on actual situations, improvising on the fly.”

“I thought you had arranged every single event of Aeolus’s growth!”

“Nonsense. My desire for control isn’t that strong. How could I treat my own son like that!” Muria felt he needed to explain himself clearly to his wife, as this misunderstanding was quite deep.

“I sealed Aeolus’s bloodline merely so he could witness the true state of the various classes across the empire with his own eyes. In the future, when inheriting my empire, even if he sits high above, he will know to look down and see the lowest strata of the empire.”

Muria disclosed his reason for sealing Aeolus’s bloodline. He didn’t want his son to become an Emperor who would one day utter such preposterous words as “Why don’t they eat meat paste.”

From birth, Aeolus had been set above others. Without intervention, when he came to a position that could influence the rise and fall of a nation, and with his position even higher, the conditions at the bottom would become invisible to him.

“Every time I sent someone to put him in the maze, it was just to provide him with equipment, resources, and secret techniques in a relatively reasonable way. Every intervention and arrangement was meant to give him benefits.”

“So, how do you plan to intervene with your daughter’s actions this time?”

“Intervene? I won’t intervene. I won’t do anything. With them involved, I don’t need to trouble myself or find ways to send things to Aeolus!”

Muria laughed, feeling he could emulate his own mother’s actions from the past and make a slight arrangement.

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After going through great hardships to save up thirty thousand credits to buy his sister three Dragon Race Bloodline Extraction Potions and send them back, Aeolus returned to school and began his lengthy studies.

Because Aeolus’s situation was rather special, although he was taking classes with a group of young dragons, he had more freedom. He could freely choose whether to attend classes because he had already learned some of them before. In addition, he also had the right to apply for accelerated promotion exams at any time.

However, accidental incidents could still occur while studying at the Dragon Clan Academy. Since students could progress from the Pre-School Department all the way up to the University Department, there were indeed quite a few adolescent Giant Dragons around.

And these adolescent Giant Dragons above had an exceedingly strong desire for the opposite sex, while the Dragon Race was a species with an exceptionally broad range of mate selection. Thus, Aeolus, who was tall, handsome, and possessed a part of the Golden Dragon lineage, was naturally eyed by a group of female dragons.

Consequently, before this group of female dragons could take any practical action against Aeolus, the three Loli Princesses preemptively dealt with those who schemed against their brother.

Using their authority, the three Loli Princesses forcibly assigned credit tasks to these female dragons, effectively exiling them all. This prevented them from ever entertaining the notion of targeting Aeolus again.

Unbeknownst to Aeolus, he led a very peaceful life at the academy. During the school’s monthly breaks, he would apply to the school to undertake certain tasks.

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“I can’t believe I snagged this kind of task!” On the weekend, Aeolus, who had managed to grab a credit task from the academy’s task board, couldn’t help but reveal a trace of a smile on his face.

Task: Eradicate Sin

Location: Morley Province, Aba City, Shattered Stone Town

Time: Please arrive at the task location before sunset tonight

Requirement: Resolve the source leading to the death of the resurrected

Reward: Three hundred credits

“I’ve heard from the seniors that the credits for this kind of task are practically a gift!” Aeolus walked to the corner of the room, where a small Teleportation Array was set up, teleporting in the items needed for the task — a Black Robe that could conceal one’s face, and a badge.

This was an emblem of the gods, featuring a six-winged Angel holding a Sword, head bowed and face unclear. All six of the Angel’s Wings were black, symbolizing the annihilating black of death.

“The emblem of the Church of Death, representing the insignia under Hades’ authority!” Aeolus, of course, recognized what this god emblem represented; it was the Death God System faith strongly supported by Xena Pus.

The Death God System, whose fame spread throughout the world in a short period, was led by Hades, the recently promoted powerful divine force of death.

Because of the support from the ruling class of the Senapus Subcontinent, the divine system of Hades gained the most faith shares in the Senapus Subcontinent in a short time.

“They really are putting a lot of effort into supporting it!” After fiddling with the divine emblem, Aeolus exclaimed. In fact, tasks involving the Church of Death were very common in the task distribution center of the Dragon Clan Academy, and a lot could be inferred from this.

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As the sun was about to set, a traveler clad in a Black Robe approached a somewhat dilapidated small town. He looked up at the sun and sighed with relief, “I’ve arrived on time!”

This was Aeolus, here to carry out his task. He entered the small town and began to observe everything about it. It was a very ordinary town.

The majority of its inhabitants were common Humans, originating from other continents. Some were even second-generation, born and raised on this continent filled with infinite possibilities.

As for how ordinary people managed to achieve the feat of continental migration, it was naturally because under the will of the king of Xena Pus, many legends participated in the work of population migration, using their Legendary Great Power to transport the affluent population of certain regions and countries to the Senapus Subcontinent.

“Next, I need to find the one to be resurrected.” Aeolus recalled the experiences shared by his seniors in the forum about carrying out tasks for the Church of Death.

He began searching throughout the small town for a place where mourning was taking place. For Aeolus, who had advanced to Gold Rank, it was quite easy to locate his target.

“Is it this family?”

Aeolus stood in front of the slightly decrepit Courtyard door. Hearing faint sobbing sounds from inside the yard, he stepped forward into the Courtyard.

However, as he entered, not a single person came up to stop or question him; it was as if everyone treated him as if he did not exist.

Aeolus knew this was due to the Black Robe he wore; as long as he did not attack anyone, Creatures below Gold Rank could not see him.

“So this is the one to be resurrected!” Under the effect of the Black Robe, Aeolus boldly entered the Courtyard and saw a coffin placed in the center, with a corpse lying within it.

The corpse was that of a middle-aged man, his skull crushed in, clearly killed by a blunt object striking his head, and judging by his calloused hands and weathered face, he seemed to be nothing more than a lower-class laborer.

“Is this the one favored by the God of Death for resurrection?” Aeolus examined the deceased and then surveyed the courtyard. It was evident that the deceased had been well-liked in the area; many had come to pay their last respects, a veritable continuous stream.

To Aeolus, this scene was not surprising. To merit his presence and prepare for revenge, the resurrected must possess two qualities.

First, he was a Believer of Hades, the God of Death. Second, he must have been someone who liked to do many good deeds while alive.

So, at this moment, what Aeolus saw was just that: aside from the kin, most of the people mourning the deceased were locals who had been favored by him during his life.

Aeolus watched the scene quietly, his heart undisturbed, knowing that the good-for-nothing lying there, the cause of hundreds’ sorrow, would certainly receive the grace of the God of Death after midnight and have his Soul return from the Underworld to be resurrected.

Time passed in silence, and Aeolus, leaning against a stone wall, emotionlessly watched the parting and mourning unfold before him. During this time, he had ascertained the reason for the well-regarded good-for-nothing’s death in this town.

The reason for his death was simple; his too-kind nature led to a conflict with a gang of thugs, and he was killed in the altercation.

At midnight, Aeolus, who had been dozing with his eyes half-closed, lifted his head to look at the sky. Under the moonlight, he saw a flock of black pigeons flying from afar, which, without any pause, landed above the dilapidated Courtyard.

“Coo, coo!” The overlapping coos of the pigeons abruptly woke the family members keeping the night vigil. They walked into the Courtyard and then underwent such a bizarre and horrifying scene.

Hundreds of black pigeons perched on the roof and walls of the Courtyard, their gaze all fixed on the corpse at the center, issuing a series of coos. For ordinary people, such a peculiar moment was sure to be unforgettable.