Muria walked towards the platform of the Crystal Castle. Along the way, dragonkin servants greeted him, and Muria nodded in response to each one. After all, these servants were all young and beautiful girls.

When Muria stepped onto the platform of the Crystal Castle, he saw the cloud giant guards kneeling in front of him with one knee. These giants, with skin ranging from milky white to sky blue, had long felt Muria's special aura.

"Ebbott, didn't I tell you? You don't have to do this. Just greet me like the servants inside the castle," Muria said with some annoyance as he looked at the kneeling cloud giant guards. They respected him too much, which made Muria uncomfortable.

Before going into a deep sleep, Muria didn't spend every day reading. Occasionally, he would spend some of his three hours of daily activity wandering around. So, he basically knew all the creatures on the island.

Ebbott, one of the cloud giant leaders stationed on the platform of the Crystal Castle, respectfully replied, "For someone with Titan blood like you, it's necessary etiquette."

"Can't you come up with a different reason?" Muria complained, holding his forehead. "It's always the same reason every time."

The cloud giant leader remained silent, and Muria sighed, waving his hand. "Get up, all of you!"

Immediately, the giants, standing twelve meters tall, stood up, and the leader, standing fifteen meters tall, looked at Muria with a look of amazement. "Prince Muria, you've become even stronger."

"Of course, I've been asleep for a year. There should be some changes," Muria accepted the compliment without modesty.

Then, Muria hesitated and looked at his large golden dragon wings behind him, and his long tail twitched nervously. He looked at Ebbott and said, "After this last sleep, I feel the power of my dragon wings has increased. I should be able to lift my body. I want to try flying."

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"Flying?" Ebbott nodded, understanding. He didn't say much but turned to his fellow cloud giants behind him and commanded, "Did you hear that? Prince Muria wants to learn to fly. Summon your griffin partners and protect Prince Muria."

Then, Ebbott hesitated slightly but still took off the horn from his waist and blew it. "Woo..." The long horn echoed over the Crystal Castle. "Roar!" A slightly sharp roar responded to the horn's call.

Muria looked up at the sky, where a huge dragon beast with folded wings was diving rapidly towards him.

"Boom!" With a heavy thud, a large, golden, two-legged dragon, over twenty meters long, landed. Compared to real dragons, it lacked a pair of forelimbs, and its head was bald without horns, but it was still imposing.

"Master Muria." The giant dragon lowered its body, supported by its wings, and respectfully greeted Muria.

"Commander Bart, there's no need to be so polite. Please get up," Muria said, somewhat speechless, as the two-legged dragon leader almost pressed its head to the ground.

"It's necessary. You are the offspring of the great Atreus," Commander Bart replied. His identity was somewhat special because he was a member of the Golden Dragon Mother's retinue and had been strengthened by her power. Otherwise, ordinary two-legged dragons wouldn't have his majestic appearance and size.

Commander Bart stood up, his golden vertical pupils glancing at Cloud Giant Leader Ebbott. "Why did you call me down, besides meeting Prince Muria?"

Ebbott, seeing Bart's attitude, couldn't help but grip his staff tighter and snorted coldly, "I called you down because Prince Muria wants to practice flying, and I want you to watch."

"Hehe, I see," the golden dragon laughed arrogantly. "But why did you summon your people's cute little ones?"

"Puff, puff, puff..." Without knowing when, over three hundred griffins had gathered around Muria's platform, their wings flapping.

"They look good," Muria observed the creatures trained by the cloud giants, "but they're just too small."

These creatures had the bodies of lions and the heads of eagles, with beaks and wings covered in golden feathers. Unfortunately, most of them were only about three meters long, with a wingspan of seven to eight meters. While this size was suitable for riding for ordinary people, it was too small for Muria, who was now eight meters tall. Apart from admiring them, they seemed useless to him.

Upon hearing the mocking question from the dragon leader, Cloud Giant Leader Ebbott tightened his grip on his staff. He really wanted to smash the staff into the golden dragon's head, but he couldn't because he couldn't beat the dragon, which had been blessed by Lady Atreus's power.

"Do you want these cute little ones to help Prince Muria learn to fly?" the dragon leader Bart laughed mockingly. "You do have some ideas."

"Enough, Commander Bart," Muria said, watching Ebbott's face turning red with anger. If he didn't stop it now, Ebbott would probably lead the surrounding cloud giants to attack Bart.

"Ebbott, our Golden Sky Dragon clan will take charge of teaching Prince Muria to fly," the dragon leader said to the cloud giants, suddenly becoming more serious. "You giants don't need to interfere. Flying is not your strong suit."

"Prince Muria, are you ready?" the dragon leader Bart asked, turning to Muria.

"What?" In Muria's slightly confused state, the dragon leader Bart turned his body around, and without any support beneath him, Muria began a free fall.

"Darn it!" Muria only had time to curse before he opened his wings in fear and panic...