Type-Moon Greece, I really don't want to be a hero!

Huge waves hundreds of feet high were also set off by its arrival.

When the huge waves fell, a beautiful rainbow appeared above the Argo.

The bright sunshine shines on its holy body.

This magnificent and majestic spectacle even made the heroes present want to kneel down and worship it!

Jason looked at the shocked crowd, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

Because this was the warship carefully made for him by her teachers, Hecate and Hephaestus... and of course, Athena.

And most importantly, this was their gift to Jason.

It took three months, which is neither long nor short.

Hephaestus and Hecate, the two noble gods, gave their all.

Even they were so tired after completing the Argo that they wanted to fall asleep for three days and three nights.

The reason they worked so hard was because this was the Argo.

This is because the person who controls this battleship is their apprentice.

It's Jason...

Therefore, at this moment, when the Argo fell on the ocean and set off huge waves hundreds of feet high.

Looking at the shocked crowd in front of him, Jason was smiling, and showed a rare expression of pride and pride.

"Let's go."

Then Jason took the lead and led the group towards the Argo, saying, "We should board the ship... Let's go take a look at the Argo."

Looking at Jason taking steps forward, and looking at the magnificent Argo battleship, a miracle on the sea, in front of him.

Like a dream... The heroes were like lost people being led by butterflies. In a trance, they subconsciously followed Jason's footsteps.

Then, when they came to the foot of the Argo.

I looked up at the Argo and was once again shocked by its grandeur.

The few people who regained consciousness subconsciously looked around.

No means of boarding the vessel were seen.

In doubt.

A dark blue magic circle suddenly flashed beneath their feet.

In the magic circle, bright dark butterflies appeared and fluttered.

Then the bright light made them close their eyes subconsciously, and when they opened their eyes the next moment, they were already on the deck of the Argo.

On the deck, a cool sea breeze blows.

The bright sunshine shines on them.

Jason glanced at his fellow brothers and heroes who had come aboard at his invitation... and glanced at Hermes who had sneaked in at some point.

Just when I was about to say something.

"Welcome back, Master Jason."

Accompanied by the light voice of the sweet-sounding girl, the spirit of the Argo battleship came to Jason's side.

Her long light blue hair fell like a waterfall and spread out behind her.

Her face was as delicate as a doll, and she showed a charming smile... No, not "as if", she was a doll.

And it is one of the most outstanding puppets made by Hephaestus, the god of craftsmen.

A princess doll that was often taken with Hephaestus at that time and was rejected by Jason long ago.

She now has her own name, Argo.

Her long hair, which was originally light blonde, has now turned light blue.

The gorgeous princess dress has now turned into a black and white maid uniform with white stockings.

Everyone present, although some of you have received Jason's invitation and have gone to the underworld.

But when the woman in maid uniform and white stockings appeared in front of them again, their eyes widened.

"Didn't I tell you, Argonaut, not to call me Master..."

Jason hadn't finished his slightly uneasy words.

"No, Master Jason, you are my master and the only master of this warship."

The Argo directly interrupted Jason.

Then he spoke to Jason, and to all the gods present who were watching secretly, word by word: "I am the Argo, the ship spirit born from the great goddesses Hecate, Hephaestus, and Athena.

Great goddess, the only command you give me is to obey you, Master Jason, unconditionally.

The three noble goddesses have sworn an oath to the underworld of the oath, and they gave you the Argo and me.

This is their gift to you.

And under their gaze, I swore to the underworld of the oath, you are my master, my only master.

I was born because of you. No one can own me, no one can hold me except you.

Therefore, Master Jason, I am yours... This is the absolute truth!"

Argo's voice fell, shocking everyone present.

And all the gods who watch in secret.

And these words were taught by Athena to Argonaut, and she made Argonaut say these words at this moment.

Because Athena was one of the participants in the construction of the Argo, she knew very well what a miracle this warship was.

When the battleship showed its charm, Athena believed that it was a temptation that even gods could not resist.

So she swore an oath with Hecate and Hephaestus, and taught Argonaut to say these words when the opportunity arose.

Tell those who are watching about the existence of the Argo.

If you dare to do so, you will be their enemy!

Jason was the first to come back to his senses when he heard what the Argo said.

He looked at the Argo in front of him with a complicated look in his eyes.

Because he knew very well that only Athena could make such a perfect timing.

At least...she did use her wisdom to help him all the time.

The arrows of the moon goddess, the bow of the sun god, the flute of Hermes... Jason was able to obtain these because of her.

After Argo said this, many heroes present recovered and many of them looked at Jason with unconcealable jealousy.

Because through Argo's straightforward words, they understood.

This was Jason's ship, a gift from the gods.

They couldn't get it, not even by snatching it away.

This battleship, named Argo, has only one owner.

That's Jason!

Then he looked at this magnificent warship...this magnificent warship that even the gods could hardly take their eyes off.

How could heroes like them not be jealous!

Jason was helpless in the face of the jealous looks they gave him...even the envious glances that Hercules couldn't help but cast.

But at the same time... there is also a faint sense of pride and honor.

Because this is the gift given to him by his teachers.

It was also a gift given to him by his most beloved Hecate!

On the coast, the beautiful goddess stood under the lush shade of the trees.

She was tall, and the black dress draped over her slender figure.

Jason once tried to put a cheongsam on her, and vowed that it would suit her, but even Cerberus was tricked into wearing a maid outfit.

The goddess rewarded Jason with a fist and lightning.

Hecate was in the distance, watching the bustling scene on the Argo.

Especially when seeing Jason's fleeting pride and pride, Hecate couldn't help but smile faintly.

A smile brings out all the charms, and a smile is enough to captivate the whole city.

The cold goddess rarely smiles, but precisely because of this, she looks even more beautiful when she smiles.

Hecate seldom gave Jason anything, but whatever she gave him was never bad!

The staff that Jason got by holding onto his thigh and begging for mercy before he graduated.

Even now, it is Jason's trump card.

The realm of the underworld, invisibility magic, full body enhancement... helped Jason overcome difficulties time and time again.

The beautiful dark butterfly that often flies around Jason protects him again and again.

Whether it's the dark and gloomy underworld, a road of no return, or the endless abyss where even the concept of time seems frozen.

If it weren't for this layer of protection, Jason would not have been able to freely move around in various dangerous situations.

As for Athena... yes, she did play a big role, if not for her wisdom, she always gave the most reasonable advice.

If it weren't for her, the production of the Argo battleship would not have been so smooth and perfect.

But it is obvious that compared to the two teachers who gradually intruded into Jason's care during the production process, the reason she contributed more was out of curiosity.

She wanted to see the rationality of Hecate, the goddess of magic, and Hephaestus, the god of craftsmen, two people who had reached the pinnacle of godhood in their respective fields.

What kind of magnificent creations can be made...

She may have also added her own love to it, and although this love is not false and not low, but...

"It seems that the child really likes the gifts we gave him... Although, Hecate, you don't seem to have received any tribute yet."