Chapter 51: Chapter 51: Dragonization Phenomenon Chapter 51: Chapter 51: Dragonization Phenomenon “Come on, hurry up, we’re going to the Griffin Tower, I heard a dragonized griffin has appeared.”

“Really?”

“Why would I lie to you? Are you going to go see?”

“Of course.”

…

Within the Five-Color Dragon Castle, the buildings which the Cloud Giants specially constructed for their griffin had been packed tightly with visiting Cloud Giants, among them was the towering and conspicuous figures of Mountain Giants and Storm Giants.

However, the Giants were focused on a particularly majestic griffin. This griffin was unlike the rest who had been frightened into the corners by the multitude of Giants. It proudly raised its eagle head, accepting the gaze of the many Giants, without a hint of fear.

Just because of that, many Giants were utterly amazed. Even fools could tell this griffin was different.

“Let me take a look.” A Storm Giant walked forward, trying to grab the solitary griffin with his hand.

“Screech!” Seeing the enormous palm reaching out to it, the griffin showed no fear. It tilted its head back, letting out a resonate cry that seemed to pierce gold and crack stone, its wings, each about ten meters wide, spread open and flapped fiercely.

Immediately, several semi-transparent windblades formed in the air and shot towards the Storm Giant.

Looking at the four to five meters long wind blades, the Storm Giant’s face didn’t change, his movements didn’t alter at all, he totally ignored these wind blades.

“Clang!” “Clang!”… Since the Storm Giant did not dodge, the wind blades slashed directly on his pale hand, actually making a sound of metal clashing. The Storm Giant’s palm, let alone bleeding, didn’t have even a white scratch.

“Screech!” In the end, under the slightly terrified gaze of the griffin, the pale hand of the Storm Giant grabbed hold of it. Even caught, the griffin did not submit but struggled hard to break free of the Storm Giant’s hand.

However, the Storm Giant completely ignored the struggle of the griffin. To him, such strength was too weak. His attention focused on the body of the griffin.

The Storm Giant reached out with his other hand, pushing aside the brown-yellow lion fur on the griffin’s body. Then, a series of tiny golden scales came into his sight. Seeing this, a sincere smile appeared on the face of the Storm Giant.

The Storm Giant stood up, lifted the griffin high in the air for everyone to see, “On this griffin, I’ve seen it: gold scales have grown on its body. You know what that means, I don’t need to spell it out!”

“His Majesty Prince Mureya’s power has spread throughout the entire castle. At least here, we are within His Majesty’s influence. Moreover, His Majesty’s power has begun to corrupt the creatures within the castle.” A certain Giant whispered amongst the crowd.

“Our ferocious wolves, ferocious eagles, and griffins which we domesticate, all began to transform massively or undergo dragonization. After some more time, it would probably be our turn.”

“How much longer do we have to wait?”

“Who knows. But it should be soon.”

The spectators, the Giants, revealed expressions of anticipation, their faces filled with excited smiles as they whispered to each other from time to time.

… Time passed bit by bit. Within the Five-Color Dragon Castle, more and more animals began to undergo a transformation, some even exhibited dragonization, growing scales or horns which they shouldn’t have had.

Finally, the huge commotion alerted Mureya, who was bored and wasting his time every day. Thus, Mureya, accompanied by Mia, toured various subsidiary buildings of the Dragon Fortress, visiting beasts that had begun to exhibit dragonization phenomenon.

“Very nice.” The young Mureya, standing on the head of a fierce wolf that had grown up to nine meters long, looked around. This majestic Giant Wolf was obediently lying on the ground, allowing Mureya to hop around on its body.

“The color of the fur is starting to change.” Mureya squatted down, pushing away the black-green wolf fur on the wolf’s body that had buried his ankles.

Under the fur, Mureya saw a patch of delicate scales, and between the scales, the black-green wolf hair was a bit messy and the roots were golden.

“Are they considered my minions?” The young Mureya stomped on the body of the Giant Wolf, feeling the solid muscle under his feet, “The newly grown scales and the changing hair color; this is the influence of the Golden Dragon lineage. The gradually enlarging body size and the stronger body; this should be the influence of my Titan Bloodline.”

“Hmm, Mia.” Mureya jumped off the Giant Wolf’s body and looked at his personal maid, “These wolves are so far away from me, and their bodies have already begun to change. You, who looks after me every day and is so close to me, should also be influenced by me, right? Why isn’t there any change?”

“Master Mureya, I’ve changed!” Hearing Mureya’s words, Mia gestured with her hand to her forehead, “I’ve gotten a little taller recently.”

“Is that all?” Mureya looked at Mia helplessly. What sort of change was that? It wasn’t even as much as that fierce wolf.

“Of course not.” Mia leaned down, a faint scent wafted into Mureya’s nose. This smell was a bit similar to the blended scent from the Golden Dragon, but the scent was lighter and had a slight difference.

“Master, you haven’t let me sleep with you for a long time, you know. My figure has gotten even better recently.” The blonde girl whispered in Mureya’s ear, and Mureya felt a warm breath touch his ear, making it ticklish.

“You… ” Mureya, speechless, looked up and shook his head, not knowing what to say to his maid, “Let’s go, back to the room, we’ve seen enough.”

Not long after Prince Mureya and his now more refined figure maid returned to their room, a white dragon exuding a spirit of intellectual elegance was at their doorstep.

“What’s up, Clodia?” Mureya, somewhat curious, observed the rather petite white dragon in front of him, no more than nine meters in length.

“…” The little white dragon hesitated for a moment before finally muttering, “Mureya, do you need more maids? Personal ones, I mean?”

“Pfft!” Mureya, who had been drinking black tea, spewed out what was in his mouth. With tea still dripping from the corner of his mouth, he looked at White Dragon Clodia, baffled, “You want to be my personal maid?”

“Yes!” Upon hearing Mureya’s question, White Dragon Clodia responded in a subdued voice.

“Why?” Mureya asked, somewhat puzzled.

With a determined look on her face, Clodia told Mureya, “Because I want to become stronger.”

“Huh?”

“I feel it, my power… ever since you woke up, it’s been growing abnormally,” Clodia explained.

“But aren’t you meditating every day? Your power should always be increasing… What’s abnormal?”

“The power I’ve gained surpasses what I should have from meditative progress. Even when I sleep, I can feel my body strengthening under the influence of some force that’s permeating the entire castle.”

“So you think this is because of me?”

“If it’s not you, then who can it be?” Clodia countered.

“So, you decided to become my personal maid to stay as close to me as possible?”

“Exactly!”

“You could certainly be my maid,” Mureya mused, rubbing his chin and appraising the white dragon in front of him, “But you can’t just as you are now.”

“….” The white dragon Clodia didn’t say a thing, but instead began to recite an incantation. A pure white magical light flickered, and the elegant white dragon disappeared, leaving behind a five or six-year-old looking little girl with white hair and white eyes instead.

“Mia.” Mureya wasn’t surprised when Clodia transformed into a human form. It was a normal occurrence; a Silver Rank 1 casting a Four Ring Spell was nothing special.

What really shocked Mureya was Clodia’s current form. With an urgent call to his personal maid, he pointed at the transformed Clodia as the curious blonde girl rushed in. “Take her measurements and make her a set of clothes immediately.”

“Yes, Young Master Mureya,” Mia seemingly taken aback by the nude little girl in the room, smirked in understanding at Mureya’s command. Through the aura, Mia knew who the girl before her was.

…

“Is this how you carry out your duties as a maid?” Mureya was discontented, looking at the white-haired little girl who sat comfortably on a luxurious chair, engrossed in a magic book.

“Any problem?” Clodia asked as she picked up her glass of cold black tea and sipped.

“….” Mureya tugged at the corner of his mouth. Despite mentally preparing himself, he couldn’t help but feel wronged over the fact that the bookish dragon enjoyed herself more than he, even though she was the one who offered to be a maid.

“Give me some ice.” Mureya motioned to Clodia with the cup of hot black tea in his hand.

“….” No response came, but visible cold air began to surge towards the tea cup in Mureya’s hand. In the blink of an eye, the cup was covered in frost, with a few ice cubes bobbing up and down inside.

“Your control over power is becoming stronger and stronger.” Mureya stared at his ‘iced black tea’ and couldn’t help but exclaimed. It was not magic, merely a white dragon’s innate talent to control cold air.

“Perhaps, this is what I should be doing now.” Mureya considered for a moment, deciding he didn’t need to precisely control his power and that it would suffice to just slap down whatever comes in his way.

“Ah, Clodia, I just remembered something.” Mureya suddenly thought of his grandfather, the Dragon King who had resided in his castle for five years, “My grandfather must have taught you magic for five years, right? After so long, why weren’t you influenced by his power?”

Being an entity at the level of a Dragon King, his influence should have been stronger than his Gold Rank. Then why did the dragonization phenomenon only occur in the Dragon Fortress after his awakening? Logically, a large number of beasts should have begun to dragonize as soon as the Dragon King Dimos moved into the castle.

“No, not just you, but all the creatures in the Dragon Fortress seemed unaffected, as if my grandfather had never lived in the Dragon Fortress.”

“Mureya, let me tell you,” Clodia, upon hearing Mureya’s words, looked at him with her pure white eyes, “when Teacher Dimos taught us magic, I could hear his voice, see his image, but my mental power… could not feel his presence.

We were like entities existing in two different dimensions with Teacher Dimos. Apart from voices and images, there were no points of intersection.”

“I see!” Mureya deep in thought, looked pensive. It seemed that his grandfather had done this intentionally. If a Dragon King’s existence were not to suppress its own power, over time, all organisms on Taiji Island would become Dimos’s minions, leaving Mureya without any troops at his command.

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