Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"Hey, boss lady, this stuff I made especially for you tastes pretty good, right? Look, I have some too, in pairs..."

"That's all? You think this is cat food? Humph, you dare to hide some? Hand over yours too!"

"It's not called a private set meal, it's called a 'couple's set meal'..."

Atalanta finished her portion, raised her eyebrows, and unceremoniously snatched another similar portion from Samael's hand.

After succeeding, the hunter glanced at the sullen villain, a smile playing on her lips, a sense of vengeful pleasure filling her heart.

"A couple's set meal..."

Samael smacked his lips, his words carrying a pointed meaning, a glint of fire in his eyes.

"what happened?"

"You ate all of my portion, shouldn't you give me some compensation?"

"Compensation? Fine, come to my room tonight, I'll take good care of you..."

Atalanta glanced at the wicked creature making the crazy suggestion, smiled with narrowed eyes, and patted Samael heavily on the shoulder with an expression of feline arrogance and mockery towards snakes and rats.

Tsk, no chance tonight.

The old lecher sensed the mockery in Atalanta's tone and couldn't help but lose interest.

Just as the two people on the lookout tower were joking about being alone, and the atmosphere was gradually warming up, a figure, one tall and one short, approached quietly in the moonlight.

"What's wrong? Why are you acting so suspiciously?"

However, before the other party could tiptoe up to him, Samael turned around impatiently and asked in a low voice.

"It wasn't me, it was my darling looking for you..."

Artemis waved her hand with a grin, and Orion immediately jumped off the moon goddess's shoulder, tossing a palm-sized scale with a surface shimmering with seven colors to Samael, his expression quite serious.

Samael ran his fingertips along the surface, faintly touching the shallow indentations and lines, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Sea chart?"

"It's a fish-scale nautical chart. The Sea Kings love using these shimmering contraptions to record diagrams and routes..."

"Where did you get it?"

"Wasn't that little girl sleeping on our ship? She carelessly got up and left this behind..."

Girl, it's amazing you've survived this long.

The ancient snake was both amused and exasperated, inwardly cursing once more. At the same time, under the bright moonlight, it carefully examined the scale, its vertical pupils gradually narrowing.

Whether it's the sea area or the islands and reefs, the things on this don't match the landmarks in the vicinity, or even the entire Oceanus Sea.

"If we had known that the nautical chart was fake and unusable, we probably shouldn't have let the child go so soon."

Orion scratched his head, somewhat annoyed.

"Darling, don't worry, I can turn back right now and catch that little one. If he doesn't talk, I'll lock him in a dark room and torture him!"

Artemis stroked the plush toy while making the suggestion with a beaming smile, her enthusiasm evident in her radiant expression.

The three people present rolled their eyes and ignored the Moon Goddess's interruption.

"The nautical chart...it might be real..."

Samael smiled gently, his expression meaningful. His five fingers moved nimbly, and the fish scale, like a large coin, spun back and forth between the ancient snake's fingers.

"Impossible! I can remember the entire route I've traveled once. Not to mention the nearby area, there are almost no places in the entire Oceanus Sea that match the nautical chart."

Orion frowned and shook his head, quite certain based on his years of experience at sea.

"What if these places weren't at sea?"

Samael stopped his finger-playing game, flipped the fish-scale map back into his palm, then raised it, slowly released his fingers, and let it fall downwards.

It wasn't until the glittering fish scale fell into his arms from above that Orion seemed to realize something and suddenly became aware of it.

"You mean?"

Samael glanced back at the stormy sea behind the Argo, which was shrouded in mist, and spoke softly.

"The answer may already be right before our eyes..."

"Then I'll turn back and take a look right now!"

"Don't be in such a hurry. We've waited for decades, what's a few more days? Besides, that place doesn't seem very safe. Let the child go back and scout ahead first; it's better to be prepared..."

"We don't even have someone to guide us anymore. Are you sure that even if we find the way, we can get in?"

Orion, feeling anxious and uncertain, couldn't help but frown and ask.

Samael leaned on the railing and waved to the deck. A sunny young man sitting at the bow of the ship smiled lightly and lowered his head to pluck the strings of his violin.

The obscure sonata slightly surprised Artemis, who had a good musical upbringing, and even made Orion, who was a little slow to react, relax.

As expected of Orpheus, he actually remembered that tune!

Now he was even more confident in exploring that chaotic area.

"How about we turn around and take a look, just one glance..."

Orion turned to look behind him, still unwilling to give up.

As the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn, Samael glanced at the blurry outline at the horizon and gave a snort of annoyance.

"What do you mean by 'just a glance'? We're almost there."

"What's the destination?"

"Of course it belongs to the entire Argonauts, to the sacred land where the Golden Fleece is kept, the Kingdom of Colchis!"

Orion jumped onto the fence, but when his gaze fell upon the increasingly clear coastline, he had no choice but to give up.

“Perfect timing. While Jason and his men are retrieving the Golden Fleece, let’s make some preparations. By the way, what’s the language you and that little girl used to speak? Once we’re ashore and have some free time, remember to teach me.”

"Atlantis, or something like that, Atlantean language. It's only spoken within the Sea King's clan. I learned it by chance because I have the blood of the Sea God..."

"Atlantis?"

Samael paused for a moment, then a smile bloomed on his face. He looked again at the fish-scale sea chart in Orion's arms and murmured to himself.

"Looks like we've really gotten lucky this time..."

Chapter 196 Felines, utterly ruthless!

Offshore of the Kingdom of Colkis.

The morning sunlight filters through the thin sea mist, casting warm and soft golden rays that mingle with the seawater, creating shimmering waves.

While the nearby fishing boats had not yet begun their daily voyages, a magnificent ship built of cedar wood, like a giant riding the waves, slowly sailed toward the harbor with an overwhelming sense of oppression and awe, attracting many pedestrians on the shore to stop and watch, marveling at its magnificence.

"Squeak..."

As the door trembled slightly, Samael stretched, yawned, and walked into the conference room of the Argo, looking somewhat drowsy.

Atalanta, who followed closely behind, looked radiant and full of energy, with a rosy complexion.

Sure enough, there are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not land that is over-plowed.

Tsk tsk, even such a sturdy and hardworking animal couldn't withstand it?

The male heroes, who already knew about the relationship between the two, chuckled knowingly at the sight, their expressions undeniably teasing.

The impetuous Jason, winking and making faces, moved closer to Samael, patted him on the shoulder, and coughed in a mock-serious manner to offer advice.

"We're about to land, so hold it in, or you'll be unable to straighten your back later..."

I still remember the grudge someone held against me last time for saying I had to lean on the wall to walk.

Seeing the mischievous glint in his friend's eyes, Samael twitched his lips and rolled his eyes.

Restraint my ass!

He was taken into the house by the boss last night, but he didn't even get to touch her hair, let alone have an affair!

Atalanta's so-called "treating him well" was to use archery training as an excuse to weigh him down with lead weights and apply the magic suppression spell of Circe to make him obediently maintain his bow-holding posture and train his large and small muscle groups.

Moreover, to relieve boredom and increase the difficulty, the lioness who had taken over the bed opened a book, distracting herself to give her a cultural lesson and continue to teach her literacy.

After tossing and turning for half the night, Atalanta actually got sleepy and slept soundly, while he had stayed up all night and was exhausted, so it was no wonder he couldn't muster any energy.

A perfectly good affair turned into a passive-aggressive game; what kind of affection is this?

Besides, he doesn't really like that kind of food.

However, Samael, who was secretly complaining, didn't have time to complain or prove his innocence.

Over there, Atalanta blushed as she was stared at by so many teasing eyes. She glared at someone fiercely, warning him to be more alert.

The female hunter regretted her rash decision to openly lead the guy into the house in order to punish him slightly.

It's all this guy's fault!

It was all because Samael would often sneak into her room at night, ostensibly to tutor her, but each time they ended up in bed together. When he left, he was full of energy, while she felt weak and sore.

This time, we really made him do his job properly, but the result was the opposite. I slept soundly, while this guy looked completely drained!

You did it on purpose, didn't you? You definitely did it on purpose!

Atalanta gritted her teeth and snorted softly, feeling embarrassed and inwardly cursing.

Under the warning look from the boss, Samael had no choice but to pull himself together, get to the point, and ease the awkward atmosphere.

"We're about to dock, so we've arrived at the Kingdom of Colkis. What are your plans, Captain?"

"Ahem, of course... of course, we should gather intelligence first..."

Jason, who was being "friendly" patted on the shoulder, felt half of his body go numb and forced a dry laugh as he answered.

"With so many heroes backing you up, why not just go and offer your services?"

"I'm here to acquire treasures, not to conquer cities and destroy nations. There's no need to resort to force if a problem can be resolved through negotiation..."

"Then there's no need to gather intelligence, is there? With our status, can't we just ask for it directly? Aren't you always been very brave?"

"Ahem, being too confident isn't a good thing either. The Golden Fleece is the national treasure of Colchis. If it were me, I wouldn't give it up either. Let's understand the situation first before making any plans. Didn't you just teach us that?"

"What about the others? Do they think so too? How about someone makes a sacrifice, goes ashore and gets the Golden Fleece, and I'll come back and have Orpheus compose a song to celebrate his heroic deeds?"

"That bastard's smile is so sinister, he's definitely up to no good and is eyeing the wealth we've painstakingly accumulated on the road!"

Amidst Samael's witty banter, the moral heroes became acquainted with each other, showing no annoyance, and instead chuckled and teased each other.

Seeing this, the ancient snake nodded with slight satisfaction.

While he couldn't completely eliminate the Argonauts' individual weaknesses, his ability to make them restrain themselves, be cautious in their words and actions, and think things through before acting at crucial moments was a remarkable achievement.

Immediately, everyone in the meeting room calmed down and discussed the precautions for their respective activities after entering the city and the tasks they would be responsible for.

In addition, they finalized the time for the transmission and gathering of information, and unanimously agreed to formally visit the King of Colchis three days later.

After the meeting, led by Jason, the people burned incense and completed their prayers and sacrifices to the gods. Only then did the Argo officially pick up speed and sail into the harbor.

With three days to prepare, the heroes appeared more relaxed and at ease.

The hatch opened, and the group chatted and laughed as they formed their own teams, bringing with them the spoils they had acquired during their journey. They prepared to trade these spoils for some funds to cover their activities, and then dispersed into the royal city of Colkis.

Samael wanted to hold hands with Atalanta, stroll around the streets, and enjoy some leisure time together.

However, the lioness, awakened to her free will, glanced at him indifferently, then, remembering that the two of them seemed to have spent too much time together lately, she decisively went with her female companions, including Katniss and Circe, declaring that she wanted to enjoy her private space during the day and leave him behind.

After all, Samael is mainly used at night.

Felines are simply ruthless!

The ancient snake squatted on the ground, drawing circles in frustration, silently grumbling to itself.

The humanoid catgirl he's currently hooked up with is sensitive and proud, and easily develops a distant relationship with her owner.

So, now that I have a chance to let loose, I'm not going to play with him.

Well, since no one's with me, I'll just go with the flow and wander around. I've been a caretaker for the Argo for so long, putting in so much effort and worry; I deserve to have my own life too.

Samael, finding amusement in his predicament, stretched and strolled toward the bustling market of the capital city of Colkis.

With a relaxed attitude, the ancient snake strolled along, blending into the crowd, and soon found the feeling of visiting tourist attractions again, just like in its previous life.

Sometimes he would buy some local snacks and fruits to taste; sometimes he would chat and boast with a few talkative stall owners, learning about the local customs and strange stories of Korkis; sometimes he would squat down to look at the pottery and metallurgical processes, and buy a few things that looked good as souvenirs.