King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 617 - 617 613 Arrogant and Domineering Muria
Chapter 617: Chapter 613 “Arrogant and Domineering” Muria Chapter 617: Chapter 613 “Arrogant and Domineering” Muria “According to the protocol, should I meet your father?” asked Muria, standing on the Void Battleship, looking at Gladys beside him. The honorary parade, standing on both sides of the Star Gate, clearly pointed him in a direction to advance.
It was at the heart of the Imperial Capital, where the current Emperor, Sandra Criss of the Uranos Empire, lived.
“Normally, when a member of the royal family returns from a campaign in the Void, the Emperor will receive him and hold a victory banquet,” said the Princess, looking somewhat tired.
“And you, the reason you are here is merely because of me. If you do not wish to proceed with this, you may leave now. As a participant in this Otherworld War, I just qualify enough to meet my father and receive commendations,” she added.
“Won’t that be awkward?” asked Muria, scratching his chin, “Apart from your father, are there others as well?”
“Yes, all the Great Nobles of Marquis level and above will either send projections or avatars, together with my father, to welcome the victors from the Otherworld. Those who could descend in person will come directly,” she replied.
“So, I should go meet your father then!” Muria decided, unwilling to offend. Yet, as someone who could converse freely with the founding Epic Emperor, he didn’t need to mind the mood of this Emperor.
However, considering the Uranos Empire had given him the honor of loaning him five billion Elemental Crystals and had increased production at the Void Shipyards, all signs pointed to the approval of the current Emperor. This gesture made Muria feel obliged to return the favor.
Therefore, Muria, accompanied by his returned Void Fleet, flew on the long Road to Triumph toward the Imperial Palace, ready to meet the Emperor who had covertly favoring him.
“Who is he? With black hair and golden pupils, he’s surely of the royal lineage, but why don’t I have any recollection?”
The magnificent scene had attracted the attention of the nearby aristocrats. They flew to the sky and collectively voyeur at Muria. After taking a look at Muria, they shared their thoughts via mental communication.
“Guess who’s standing behind him?”
“The Seventh Princess, Gladys!”
“So, this person is the rumored Titan that Gladys hooked up with?”
“Watch your words! She is the royal princess.”
“What’s there to worry about? We’re communicating mentally, they can’t overhear us. Will you sell me out?”
“He looks gallant, I’d like to have a go if I can. With the body and strength of a Titan, I think he should be able to endure a long time and leave me with a memorable memory.”
“Hehe, will your small body endure the full display of a Titan’s Konica body size…?”
“Stop daydreaming, Titans aren’t interested in your kind. Although Titans are a powerful race known for their battle prowess, their mate-choosing view is the same as those of unicorns.”
“They don’t touch non-virgins? Who did you hear that from?”
…Leaving aside the increasingly off-topic discussions of the aristocrats who were voyeur at Muria’s appearance, at this time, Muria, accompanied by Gladys, walked into the Imperial Palace. His fleet remained outside.
This was a world ruled by the mighty, many taboos that should have existed in the feudal dynasties of his former worlds did not exist here. Nobles, generals entering the palace wearing armor, carrying weapons, they could wear and bring whatever they wanted. And Muria’s fleet parked in front of the palace was not considered a problem either.
The mighty consolidating their rule hinged on the strength that matched their status, so the provisions in some respects could not be said to be lax, but rather non-existent in the first place.
“Greetings, father!” After entering the palace, Gladys bowed ceremoniously to the muscular figure sitting high on the Imperial Throne, without saying much. If she were dueling with the Dragon Princess and had won, she would definitely be more active, but unfortunately such wasn’t the case, so she tried to keep a low profile.
“Hmm!” Unlike kneeling-down Gladys, the moment Muria entered the palace, he felt many scrutinizing gazes on him.
He saw it as a provocation! This kind of gaze was like that of elderlies looking at their juniors, of higher-ups looking down on lower-ranking individuals, of predecessors looking down on successors … But who were they to look at him like that? Were they familiar with him? Were they related to him?
Thus, Muria released all his aura, staring back defiantly. Then an awkward thing happened.
The nobles of the Empire, sophisticated and powerful, were as busy as dogs. It was impossible for them to attend the court in person, so those who appeared in the palace were mostly Elemental incarnations or magic projections. These were somehow already set to connect with their consciousness.
Moreover, their strengths varied with the hierarchical ranking, the closer to the Emperor, the stronger the projection was. The farther from the Emperor, the weaker.
So when Muria exerted his pressure, staring them back, the magic projections of all the aristocrats around him were completely crushed by him. The palace fell into a silent and awkward scene.
However, Muria seemed unaware of the awkwardness. After releasing his aura, he glared upwards. This was his answer to those gazes.
There was a series of soft explosions, leaving Gladys standing beside him somewhat stunned. In her memory, no one had ever dared to be so arrogantly defiant in the Imperial Palace.
“This is ridiculous! What does he want to do?”
“Who is this? He is absurdly arrogant.”
“Damn it!”
In the Uranos Empire, whether it was their massive castle, skyscraping mage towers, or luxurious manors, at the desk, at the lab bench, on the couch… one after another, the Great Nobles who had their projections in the palace crushed by Muria’s aura, roared with anger. Fuming with rage, they activated their teleportation arrays to the Imperial Capital almost simultaneously, they wanted to figure out the identity of the person who emerged from the royal Star Gate.