"Your Highness, is this really all right?" the golden dragonborn maid asked with a worried expression.

"It doesn't matter. Playing with a small and delicate model of a battleship in his hand, Muria's eyes looked at the light curtain in front of him that recorded the knowledge of warship manufacturing.

Among these many light curtains that record important knowledge that can affect the course of a civilization and heart failure, there is a very incongruous light curtain, and in the light curtain is the scene of those dragon students who have joined the mourning community running collective club activities.

Curse Muria! Curse Erathia, the founder of the world's first dragon academy! Curse the leader of the strict teaching system customized for the dragon academy! Curse makes thousands of young dragons live worse than death every day, and they can't eat and wait for death!

This is why the Society of the Mourners has been able to attract so many dragons from the Dragon Academy to join them, and by joining them, they can vent their grievances about the heavy workload they have endured.

"But, Your Highness, there are more and more dragons that have cursed you, and if you continue like this, even you may not be able to hold on. Mia looked at the curtains of light as they cursed the dragons, and there was a look of annoyance in her eyes.

Her gaze fell on Muria again, thirty years had not left a trace on Muria's body, he was still so young, maintaining the appearance of the youngest teenager among human beings.

He sat there quietly with his black hair, golden eyes, and pure white feathers, because he had read a great deal of books in the course of decades, and he had developed an elegant temperament that only a scholar possessed, and his eyes also shone with wisdom.

However, what is extremely inconsistent with his temperament is that he is shrouded in a faint gray-black halo, and if you look closely, you will find that there are different dynamic dragon-shaped phantoms in it, and these dragon-shaped phantoms let out a roar of resentment, as if to indict the pain they have experienced.

Mia knew what it was, it was the aura of curse that the dragons of the Society of the Mourned had vented their resentment with their curses.

Although each giant dragon emitted a curse that was like a joke and did not contain malicious intent, even such a curse, under the continuous accumulation of nearly 10,000 dragons once a day and for a long time, it still formed a visible aura of materialized curse on Muria's body.

Erathia is a world where the belief can be made a god, and the heartfelt praise of millions of people can exalt the throne of a god and make a mortal thing an immortal god. So, what if it's a curse of millions, can it tear apart the throne of a god, and make him fall to the earth?

Mia didn't know, she didn't think of it, she was just a short-sighted valet, she had only one goal in her life, to serve her master, Muria, and that's it.

"But Your Highness, the curses and aura on your body are getting worse and worse, even with your identity, you may not be able to hold on, and these curses may attack one day. ”

"Then let them have a seizure, it's just some innocuous joke anyway. Hearing the words of his personal maid, Muria smiled and didn't care.

He is a hybrid of the Titan and the Dragon King who fuses the source power! Any curse on him by any existence under the gods is invalid, he is immune to all instant death spells, it is the gods themselves who curse him, if the strength is too weak, it will not be effective.

These young dragons are so heavy with their schoolwork that these curses are like a joke that they can't possibly work, because the essential difference between them is too great.

But the aura of the curse that was gradually forming and growing on his body gave Muria a hint of foreboding, and he tried to clear it, but to no avail.

Like a dove to quench his thirst, these curses would reappear on him when he cleared them, and when the young dragons of the Mourning Society held their club activities again. After a few attempts, Muria gave up.

"Your Highness, you can try to curtail the activities of the mourning community, and it does not need to be done once a day. ”

"Mia, do you know why I would allow the Mourning Society to exist?" Muriya dedicated a small part of her attention to talking to her personal maid, most of her attention remaining on the light curtains in front of her, which contained all kinds of knowledge.

"Forgive me for being foolish, Your Highness, I don't understand. Mia really didn't understand, in her opinion, why would a person of such a noble status as Muria tolerate these ignorant young dragons to slander him like this?

Obviously, the 120-year compulsory education system he customized for these young dragons is for their good, but this process is indeed a bit brutal, such as the dragon in elementary school, who can only rest for three days a month, but because of the heavy amount of homework during class, many young dragons can't get enough sleep, and they can only use the vacation time to make up for sleep.

As for the dragons in the higher grades, such as the dragons in the middle school grades, and the dragons in the high school grades, their sleep time is gradually cut, and many times, these student dragons don't even have sleep time in order to complete their schoolwork.

"Mia, you see, since the establishment of the academy, the number of clubs established by these dragon students has exceeded fifty, but these clubs, except for the mourning clubs, the rest of the clubs are of distinct types.

The metal dragon will only join the society created by the metal dragon, and the five-colored dragon will only join the society created by the five-colored dragon, and the xenophobic nature of these societies is too serious, which is different from what I expected, I hope that through the community system, all kinds of dragons can get along harmoniously, but unfortunately, these societies can't do this. ”

"But the mourning community did just that. Mia looked at the light curtain in front of her, which was livestreaming the activities of the mourning community, among them, among the members of these societies, there were not only metal dragons, but also a large number of five-colored dragons, as well as gem dragons, and some even rarer original dragon species, shadow dragons, crystal dragons, and cloud dragons...... Wait a minute.

Regardless of the number of members of the Mourning Society, Mia had to admit that the Mourning Society's dragon species were the absolute largest, and they were second to none in the entire Dragon Academy.

"That's why I allowed them to exist. The corners of Muria's mouth went up, if it weren't for the mourners' society to do this point that other societies didn't do, how could they tolerate this group of young dragons fooling around.

"Facts have proved that as long as there is strong enough external pressure, even different kinds of dragons with hatred can unite and unite with the outside world. ”

"But they are united, but they are ......"

"To curse me," Muriya smiled, and he raised his hand to touch his chin, "Actually, it's not bad, who asked me to customize such a harsh study system for them." It's also normal to see me as a common enemy. ”

After several dragon kings contributed money and dragons and became shareholders of the Dragon Academy, Muria reformed the learning system of the academy and formulated (copied) a more rigorous teaching system.

According to the age of the dragons, he established a 120-year compulsory education, including 60 years for elementary school, 30 years for junior high school, 30 years for high school, and 30 to 50 years for university.

It was precisely because of this education system that the dragon students in the Dragon Academy were full of complaints, and even the ancient dragon teachers who taught the dragons were unbearable, but all these strange voices were forcibly suppressed after Muria contacted several other dragon kings.

The time has come for the dragons to make changes, and change is a labor pain, compared to the ancient dragons who need to bear heavy teaching tasks, and the young dragons who have to bear heavy learning tasks, such changes are already quite mild.

Because these dragon kings have already had a premonition, the Blazing Sky God Clan and the Titan Clan seem to be uniting together, and what are they going to do? Although the dragon kings of the dragon clan are also involved, because of the huge gap between them and these two races, they seem to be excluded, and they are only nominally united, and this kind of treatment naturally makes these dragon kings unwilling.

As a result, the dragon kings set their sights on the dragon academy created by Muria, so in the past few decades, Muria's dragon academy has been tilted and vigorously supported by resources from many dragon kings, and then flourished.

When the Dragon Academy was originally founded, the campus has spread from the original twelve cloud islands to thirty-two cloud islands, which is the plan made by Muria in order to develop the Dragon Academy.

He was the biggest beneficiary among them, because of his status, no dragon king dared to kick him away, no matter which dragon king had to take care of his three grandfathers.

It doesn't matter what the dragon king has plans or plans, it doesn't matter what Muria has, what the dragon kings need to worry about, he can't intervene, he just needs to do his part.

"Look, these little ones are about to start a formal collective curse. Muria raised her hand to stop what Mia was about to say, and looked at the light curtain with great interest, which was the entertainment he had left for himself every day after reading a lot of boring and tedious books. A daily must-see.

......

"Now that the time for the curse of freedom is over, it's time for a formal collective curse. ”

Lu Fei, the silver dragon standing under the statue of Muria, lightly pressed his little silver paw, and then, the silent magic circle engraved in this secret room suddenly opened, and all the dragons were speechless. Soon, Lu Fei lifted the silence circle.

Little Silver Dragon turned around with a solemn expression and looked up at Muria's huge statue, her eyes gradually showing anger as she recalled what had happened to her when she entered the Dragon Academy when she was a child.

Lu Fei had to remember all the misery that had happened to her, otherwise, she really didn't have the courage to perform this curse ritual, because she knew that the object of her curse was watching them, and only in the case of anger did she have a little boldness, and after the anger filled her brain, Lu Fei took the lead in starting the curse,

"Great Abbot Muria, I curse you for not fighting, when you will trip over your own feet when you walk, and if you eat with bones stuck in your throat......"