Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

Chapter 11: Fate of Peach Blossoms [Please give me flowers! Please add me to your collection!]

You have experienced countless difficulties and obstacles along the way.

Finally, the Argo arrived in Colchis.

[King Aeltes of Colchis knows that you are coming for the Golden Fleece, the national treasure. He leads his army to wait for you.]

You took the lead in offering the olive branch as a symbol of peace.

[Seeing the Olive Branch soldiers and Aertes lay down their weapons, the tension between you two dissipated a lot.]

[Aertes has accepted your audience]

[As the soldiers retreated, you noticed a graceful young woman accompanying Aertes.]

Her slender, delicate eyes shone brightly against her captivating blue-purple pupils, her delicate skin was breathtaking, and her long, smooth, lavender hair flowed down her cheeks. A pair of characteristic pointed ears peeked out from between her hair.

She also met your gaze.

[You, who are familiar with myths and legends and have intelligence on the Moon World, know her identity—

She is Medea, the princess of Colchis.

Even though you feel strange, you still hide it.

After greeting your companions on the Argo, you all entered the palace of Colchis.

Arriving at the palace, Jason made his request to the king.

"Hahahaha, young men, the Golden Fleece is a rare treasure of our country. How can I give it to you so easily?"

Aertès laughed as he sat on the throne.

Seeing Jason's unwillingness to give in, he actually felt that this matter was very hotly contested.

The Argonauts before us.

Almost all of them have the bloodline of gods, and are not people he can easily deal with or provoke.

"Let me put it this way. If you want me to hand over the Golden Fleece, that's fine. But you have to prove that you are worthy of it."

"If it means achieving my grand ambitions, there's nothing I, Jason, can't do! Tell me!"

Jason and Aertes discuss the trial

[As in the myth, Aeltes set a task that he thought the heroes could not complete in order to keep the Golden Fleece.]

The King demands that the heroes tame two rampaging fire-breathing bulls, defeat the soldiers who sprouted from the fields by sowing dragon teeth, and finally, vanquish the dragon that dwells in the forest.

[While the king and the heroes were discussing the trial, you noticed that Princess Medea beside the throne was gazing at you intently.]

You understand why you feel strange.

"Princess, the hero with the olive branch is called Moran. Like Hercules, he is a disciple of the sage Chiron. He possesses the magical eye of petrification and peerless martial arts..."

"Moran..."

Medea slightly parted her red lips.

From time to time, he glanced at Moran to take in his handsome face. When he heard these two words, his heart couldn't help but soften.

I couldn't hear anything the maid said.

In her eyes, there is only one person in the world.

I just feel that the two musical notes that make up this name are like the most beautiful and melodious tune in the world.

Being stared at by such a fiery gaze.

It was hard for Moran not to notice.

When he turned his head towards Medea, he saw the delicate princess blushing and quickly hiding herself.

“Could it be…?”

Moran began to recall something.

You think of the Greek myths you remember, and your own experiences before the Argonaut voyage.

[The suspicion returns to the unknown old man]

In the myth, Hera disguised herself as an old man to inspect the world, and Jason helped Hera, who was disguised as an old man, cross the river.

This earned him the appreciation of the goddess.

Hera decided to help Jason regain the throne.

The method she chose was to have Eros, the son of the god of love, shoot arrows.

The princess of Colchis fell in love with Jason.

"So, I'm the one blessed by the gods?"

Moran thought of accompanying Jason back to his country.

At that time, I did help an old man cross the river, but Jason was a step slower because he had lost a shoe.

Father, like son.

As the person involved, Moran did not think of the myth at first, and only remembered it afterwards.

Looking at Jason talking with Aertès.

Moran's gaze was quite subtle.

However, when he thought about the final tragedy of Medea in the original novel, he felt that it was not so bad.

Jason is not reliable at all.

How could such a lovely girl be allowed to embark on a fateful path of no return?

If it could change the tragic fate of a young girl, Moran would be happy to be the sinner reluctantly.

This is the awareness that a great gentleman should have.

Well, it’s definitely not about lusting after beauty.

The three women of the Invisible Island plus Atalanta.

Now, Medea is on his back.

You gradually begin to realize that you are destined to have a romantic relationship.

But you don’t feel burdened by this.

【"At worst, I can just take responsibility for it myself.

As the saying goes, the purpose of life is to pursue happiness. As long as you don't go against your heart, there will be no problems."

You adjusted your mindset very quickly.

【And accept the fate of peach blossom】

After confirming the details of the trial with King Aertes, the heroes decided to return to the Argo to prepare.

On the way, Medea couldn't suppress her emotions. She used magic to deceive the maid and followed you out of the city.

"Master Moran... Can I, can I call you that?!"

Medea clenched her hands and looked panicked.

She lowered her head like a dogtail grass, and her cheeks were stained with an especially attractive blush.

Look at this delicate girl who seems to be made of water.

It seemed that if she didn't agree, she would burst into tears in front of everyone.

"Actually, you don't have to be so respectful. Just call me Moran. That's what everyone on the ship calls me."

Moran couldn't help but smile helplessly.

Who would have thought that Medea, who is known as the witch of betrayal in mythology, was so innocent when she was young.

I feel shy and embarrassed when I see people.

But this made Moran feel particularly cute.

"Calling Moran-sama by his name... No, no, no, no! How can I do that? I can't do that! I'll definitely faint! Just imagining that scene... Uwaa ...

Medea shook her little head desperately.

A look that seemed impossible to achieve no matter what.

The big tearful eyes are very adorable.

This... is too cute, right?

So far, in Moran's ranking.

Medea successfully squeezed into the same group as the three Gorgon sisters and Atalanta.

【Heroes traveling together along the way】

[They were hit in the face by the flash bombs you and Medea fired]

Admetus and his wife Alcestis were the only ones who smiled at the two men.

"Humph, man."

[An uncoordinated humming sound is heard]

[Instantly, you feel a chill]

The source of the cold air emanated from Atalanta, her icy gaze as sharp as an arrow.

[Unhappiness and contempt mixed in]

[The one this sight is aimed at is naturally you]

"Ata, that..."

Moran wanted to say something else.

But Atalanta didn't give him any chance.

Or maybe she was too angry to listen and just felt that everything was an eyesore.

This was a situation she had never experienced before.

Why am I so anxious?

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Chapter 12: Classic Scene, Shura Field! [Please give me flowers! Please give me a monthly pass!]

Looking at Medea who was so close to Moran, it was as if a fierce fire was burning in his heart.

It seemed like he was shouting, I don’t want to see this.

I clearly don't want to see any figure of Moran in my sight, but I want to hear him calling me.

Bitter, bitter feeling inside.

"Master Moran...Did I mess up...?"

Medea looked uneasy.

Looking at the ignorant and simple Medea like this.

"Don't think too much about this.

I'll talk to Atalanta... She's not like that normally... The problem is with me..."

Moran could only smile bitterly as if his stomach ached.

I actually encountered that typical problem.

"Ah, this is it. The classic scene that only men with romantic relationships will experience - the Shura Field!

Hehe, I understand~ I understand~!"

Jason stroked his chin and nodded.