Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

A moment later, Aeetes, whose face had been clouded with gloom, glanced at his sons who were far away from him, his expression changed, and he stepped forward, patted Jason on the shoulder in a friendly and generous manner, and laughed heartily.

"Don't worry, warriors from afar, this is the kingdom of the God of War, who has the utmost respect for fearless heroes like you!"

The guards, with the utmost respect, bid farewell to these brave warriors!

With a wave of King Colchis's hand, the tense atmosphere instantly eased and became cheerful.

Immediately, the soldiers pounded their shields and slammed their spears to the ground, offering a thunderous shout as a tribute to these warriors who had successfully completed the challenge and created a legend.

The situation changed too quickly. Jason and the others, still in a daze, exchanged glances, and, bewildered, went along with it, their smiles stiff as they hurried toward the Argo.

Whether the other party's intentions were genuine or feigned, they had already legitimately obtained the Golden Fleece in front of everyone.

Since that's the case, Colkis has no intention of lingering any longer; it's better to leave as soon as possible to avoid the other party turning back halfway and causing unnecessary complications.

King Colchis truly kept his promise, smiling as he watched the crowd depart. Behind his back, he clenched the remaining olive branch, a sense of unspoken blood connection welling up within him from the verdant foliage.

At this moment, on the Argo, figures who had been scattered throughout the city beforehand leaped onto the deck.

"What about Circe?"

Samael looked around, noticed the missing faces, and frowned as he inquired.

"Here it is! Here it is!"

A tightly closed door opened, and the Great Witch, who had secretly slipped back onto the ship sometime earlier, hurriedly crawled out, waving back with an awkward smile.

"Very good, everyone is here, let's set sail!"

At Samael's suggestion, Jason, clutching the Golden Fleece, was excited and, unusually decisive, cut the mooring ropes with his sword. He then called to his crew to leave the port of Colchis at full speed and embark on their journey home.

Only when the Argo sailed far from the coast and into the waves did the captain's heart, which had been in his throat, finally begin to relax.

As the ship slowed down, Jason breathed a sigh of relief and, unable to contain his curiosity, leaned close to Samael to ask him something.

"My friend, what exactly did you say to King Colchis that made him so agreeable?"

Meanwhile, a group of heroes, overflowing with gossip, couldn't help but gather around, listening with smiles on their faces.

"Just three sentences..."

Samael, leaning on the gunwale and gazing back at the waters near Colkis, casually unravels the riddle.

"First, will he die now from faithlessness and blasphemy, or from misfortune in the future?"

"And then? Tell me, tell me now!"

"Secondly, his sons are quite good. We've met them all. Even without the glory brought by the Golden Fleece, Colchis is very confident that he can share the burden with his old father."

"puff…"

His companions, such as Orpheus, Luna, Orion, and Jason, who reacted quickly, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It turns out that this guy had previously sent them to the city to deliver spoils of war to the princes and nobles to gather intelligence, and that had this other purpose as well.

That half-truth and half-lies is just too malicious.

Indeed, the opposite of wisdom is conspiracy.

Indeed, after losing the Golden Fleece, King Colchis's prestige greatly diminished, and what he needed to guard against most were his own sons, who were like wolves and tigers in their prime.

The kingdom that worships Ares, the god of war, follows a survival-of-the-fittest principle. Perhaps his sons are all thinking about filial piety rather than paternal love.

With this wicked fellow fanning the flames, it would be strange if King Colchis wasn't suspicious.

Fighting the Argo head-on would only lead to our own demise and benefit those covetous wolf cubs.

Therefore, after the Argonauts flexed their muscles, King Colchis realized they were not to be trifled with and changed his attitude, sending them away like plagues.

After all, even if he didn't compromise, if these scourges remained in Colchis and used the Golden Fleece to help one of his sons launch a rebellion, he would have trouble even saving his own life.

However, Jason, who valued his life, soon discovered the flaw in the plan.

"If we take the Golden Fleece, won't that be the same as taking his life? How could that hot-tempered and arrogant fellow bow down so easily?"

Samael flicked his nails and smiled with narrowed eyes.

"Because I left him a way out..."

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Chapter 206 It's Impossible to Work (2/3)

“I told him that the destiny that was so closely connected to him within the Golden Fleece had been stripped away by the goddess Athena and placed on that evergreen olive branch.”

Miracles can be recreated; prestige can be regained; but if a person is gone, then everything is truly gone. The dragons guarding the Golden Fleece are chosen by Ares; what business is it of yours? Since you've already shown enough loyalty, it's time to think about yourself and seize the moment. That's the so-called third point.

Praise be to Athena!

Realizing that King Colchis's fighting spirit had been completely shattered and that he was unlikely to cause trouble, everyone beamed with joy, secretly praising a certain cunning and scheming goddess.

My dear daughter, don't say your father is being unfair. When I do things, you bear the... cough cough, you bear the honor. No need to thank me.

Samael, who actually carried out the operation himself, secretly chuckled to himself, quite pleased with his aloof image of keeping his achievements hidden.

However, before everyone could enjoy their moment for long, a fierce storm arose on the sea. A huge black shadow rose from the nearshore land, swept across the sky, and its clipped wings stirred up waves several meters high. Its jet-black scales shimmered in the sunlight and water mist, bringing a somber and ominous feeling.

"Roar!"

As the menacing shadow drew near, its ferocious roar caused most of the Argonauts' hearts to pound like drums, their muscles to stiffen, their bones to go limp, and a profound sense of fear to arise within them.

Longwei!

It was that monster from the Sacred Forest that caught up with them!

Jason, who was the first to react, had his pupils contract sharply. As the surging ether washed over him, he was shocked to find that the dragon was now displaying power dozens of times stronger than before.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! All personnel on alert!"

As the monster swooped down menacingly, its enormous head slammed into the side of the ship, the captain screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Bang! Bang!"

However, at the same time, dull thuds rang out, and both Jason and the dragon that had poked its head out fell to the deck and into the sea with mournful cries.

"What are you all yelling about!"

Samael frowned slightly and irritably picked at his ear while scolding.

"Woo..."

Amidst the splashing water, the horned, ferocious head whimpered pitifully, its majestic body rapidly shrinking until it became the size of a small dog. It nuzzled against someone's hand, its attitude affectionate and docile.

The atmosphere on the deck froze instantly, and many heroes stared blankly with bulging eyes.

This is a god-level dragon! How come it's behaving like a dog?

No wonder Orpheus fell asleep the moment he started playing the piano. Turns out, this guy in the grove was a traitor? Turns out he was so easy to deal with. That scared the hell out of me.

As Jason, who was getting up by the gunwale, saw this, he immediately understood the trickery involved. He leaned back with a sigh of relief, patting his chest and thinking to himself how lucky he was. His awe of his nemesis was even greater than before.

At this moment, a human and a beast came to the stern of the ship and whispered to each other in what could be called an encrypted dragon language, each sorting out the reason for their arrival.

The dragon Colchis didn't sleep in the Arima Caves, but instead went to guard the Sacred Grove of Ares, for a very simple reason.

It's all Ladon's fault!

Who told that guy to proudly show off all the rewards he received for guarding the Holy Garden to it! And there were so many of them!

"So, you ran away to find a job?"

Samael stroked the little guy's head and asked casually.

Colkis, the ferocious dragon, blinked its serpentine eyes, its gaze shifting, and muttered awkwardly in dragon language.

"Ahem, teacher, I couldn't resist and looted the dragon's nest that Ladon had secretly dug in the Alima cave..."

"Good grief, you stole your older sister's secret stash? Didn't she give you a piece of her mind?"

"So, am I not following God's will and coming to Colchis to guard the sacred grove?"

"So, after all that, you ran away because you were afraid La Dong would catch you and beat you to death..."

"Well, there are other reasons too, such as the good food and lodging here, and the high-quality gems and piles of gold coins offered as sacrifices are also quite lovely..."

Samael's lips twitched, he rubbed his forehead and looked up, speechless.

After a moment of silence, the ancient snake sneered with a dark expression.

"Since Colkis offers you good food and drink, and piles of gold coins to roll around in, why did you come here?"

"The Golden Fleece has been taken. If I stay any longer, I'll be beaten to death!"

The Korkis dragon wasn't stupid. It knew very well that it would be resented for slacking off and failing in its duties. Why would it not run away quickly and wait for the other party to come knocking on its door?

You know what I mean!

Samael's expression softened slightly, and he nodded with a hint of satisfaction.

In fact, after Jason took the Golden Fleece, the Colchis dragon had nothing to do and became quite an eyesore.

Legend has it that Zeus, the king of the gods, felt that it had done a "duty-bound" job, so he sacrificed it to the heavens, thus forming the constellation Draco.

The fact that this creature ran away before he could give a warning is enough to prove that this dragon's sense of danger has greatly improved.

However, robbing his own sister's dragon's lair and betraying his employer Ares is truly despicable.

"It's true you helped, but that little bit of credit doesn't even outweigh the mess you've made. You expect me to plead with Ladon on your behalf? You deserve to be scolded to death by your sister!"

Samael, righteous and awe-inspiring, coldly snorted and rebuked.

"Then, the four Earth Cores of the Earth Mother Temple, the top-tier materials used to power the puppets?"

"I am your teacher, and I must uphold justice. You're putting me in a difficult position."

“I know where she is, and she’s hiding two golden apples.”

"We're all family. Is it really necessary to be so clear about who's who and who's who, right?"

The ferocious dragon Colkis nodded its head vigorously, completely agreeing with this.

The two conspirators, whispering amongst themselves, completed their dirty deal of dividing the loot on the spot and agreed on a time for their next gang crime.

However, at that very moment, the etheric tide surged wildly, and a crimson light band descended from the sky. Hundreds of ships broke through the scarlet sea fog at an extremely high speed, closing in on the Argo and forming a closed net.

Looking out, the red and black deck was covered with a stark white expanse, where thousands of Dragon Tooth soldiers were prominently displayed!

Colkis's Dragon Tooth Fleet! What's going on?!

The Argo, which had been in a pleasant atmosphere just moments before, suddenly became tense and ominous. Samael, standing at the stern, changed his expression slightly and looked at the Korkis dragon, which was trying to turn around and escape.

"Uh, I just took some gold and silver items that nobody wanted in the Sacred Forest..."

"He's incorrigible!" Samael's lips twitched, wishing he could strangle this greedy dragon and clean house.

"Auntie, has the boat stopped? It's so stuffy in the house, I've come out for some fresh air."

At the same time, amidst the whispers, a small head with purple hair and purple eyes peeked out from Circe's room, immediately meeting Samael's gaze as he turned his head at the stern upon hearing the sound.

When did a stowaway appear on the Argo? And he's causing a huge problem.

While Samael was inwardly cursing, his sinister gaze swept around and finally locked onto a little guy who was tiptoeing around the corner, nervously peeking in his direction. His teeth were grinding together.

Circe, you dead bird!

Chapter 207 Bloody Domination, the Power of the God of War! (3/3)

"It was my father, and my younger brother..."

Drawn to the sight of the sea, Medea unknowingly walked to the stern of the ship. Gazing at the vast fleet of hundreds of dragon tooth soldiers and the two figures on the deck about to take off in dragon chariots, she couldn't help but murmur in astonishment.

"It's not far from here to Colkis, so it's not too late to go back now."

Samael cracked his knuckles, stood quietly, and after a few thoughtful reminders, paused before casually picking up Circe, who was cowering like a quail.

"Oh, by the way, if your father asks, just say that she abducted you."

"What? She clearly wanted to run away from home, but she insisted on begging me..."

"Ok?"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was the one who kidnapped them!"

Circe instinctively bristled and retorted, but as soon as she looked up, her colorful eyes reflected the sinister, scrutinizing blood-red pupils. The Great Witch trembled, her voice slightly aggrieved, and she obediently bowed her head in the face of evil.