I'm in Type-Moon, how can I let you bully me?

Medea's expression was a little distressed, with a very rare hint of anger in her eyes, and she asked doubtfully.

"Are you...really a hero?"

"..."

When Medea returned to the palace, the heroes around her fell silent and watched Jason's performance.

But when Medea asked this question, there was still silence all around.

However, within a few seconds, the silence was broken.

Noise and commotion filled the hall at this moment.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha, as expected, Jason, the idiot, is being laughed at!"

"Didn't you hear, Jason? People are asking if you're a hero!"

"Although it's not nice to have someone who's not on this ship ask the captain such a question, but..."

"Watching Jason fall into our consensus trap is awesome!!!"

asshole!

Jason didn't dare to look at the princess opposite him, but just shouted in anger.

"You guys are really hopeless! Hopeless!!!"

"Fortunately, this princess is kind. She was only angry for a moment at your offense and then forgave you."

At this moment, a cold yet familiar voice sounded at the palace gate.

"No one except the princess would ever forgive you for your offense..."

"A...Atalanta..."

Jason uttered a harsh and trembling voice, as if fate had strangled him.

He turned around and saw Atalanta with red eyes staring at him with a bad expression.

Ruined......

The next second, a green arrow rushed towards him.

While dodging, Jason looked at Russell, who seemed to have bitten his lip, standing next to Atalanta.

Grass!

He is not wrong!

At this time, Medea looked at Russell thoughtfully.

She sorted out her thoughts of recent times.

From misunderstanding, to the father's matchmaking, to the proposal of a win-win solution through contact.

Until now, my father asked again...

And what Jason just said.

An absurd idea came into Medea's mind, making her blush involuntarily.

——Anyway, she doesn’t hate Lord Sisyphus.

If only Sisyphus and her could have a love marriage that started with a blind date...

Then, hand over the Golden Fleece and let Lord Sisyphus stay as a guarantee to defend the country.

This seems... seems to be...

The best of both worlds?

45. Olympus

“You’ve been deceived…”

Russell said this after Medea apologetically stated Aeetes' conditions.

Like the invisible island, this country also has characteristics that make it difficult to find.

Even the heroes found the way here through the prophecy of the king who was punished by Zeus and could not eat.

This is a place from which it is difficult to return.

In the original plot, Medea was unable to return to her hometown. In addition to the reason of killing her brother, this characteristic of Colchis was also partly the reason.

After Russell said this reason, to his surprise, a look of disappointment flashed across Medea's face.

"Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds..."

"What's the best of both worlds?"

Listening to Medea's low murmur, Russell asked with some confusion.

“No, no, no…”

Medea came back to her senses and shook her head desperately after hearing Russell's doubts.

Accidentally said...

Just now, after thinking that the best of both worlds method might not work, I was a little distracted and accidentally said what was in my heart.

Done!

Why is it that even though it was just a brief contact, I developed a liking for Lord Sisyphus in front of me, as if blessed by the god of love?

Medea was a little confused, but she did not resist this feeling.

In some ways, she was indeed influenced by Eros.

It's just the Mesopotamian god of love taking action...

Russell nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly smiled and said, "Medea, you don't want us to fight, do you?"

"Um......"

Without hesitation, Medea nodded calmly.

Russell understood and said, "Peace is indeed a very precious thing. How wonderful it would be if there could be a beautiful world where no one would be hurt..."

"Yeah..."

Medea nodded in agreement.

"Ever since the Golden Fleece was presented to my father, he's been obsessed with it. And somehow, word of the Golden Fleece spread, leading countless heroes to seek ways to obtain it."

For some reason...

Sure enough, it’s because of God.

In Greek legends, there is no shortage of characters whose fates were changed due to the teasing or manipulation of the gods.

Isn’t that the Medea in front of us?

Even though she had trained under the goddess Hecate for many years, she was powerless to resist the arrows of the son of the god of love that could change people's emotions.

It was even so twisted that in order to delay the pursuers, he dismembered his brother, thus frightening the pursuers and making them dare not give chase anymore.

Russell thought so.

"Sure enough..." Medea suddenly lowered her voice and whispered quietly in Russell's ear. "Lord Sisyphus, shall I help you steal the Golden Fleece? I have a feeling that it has some sinister, bewitching power, making my father become strange and twisted..."

"Won't this turn you against your family?"

Russell was a little puzzled. Although the Golden Fleece might have bewitched Medea's father, he was still surprised that Medea still did such a thing after losing the power of the arrow shot by the son of the god of love.

Medea hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Leaving that thing with my father will only lead to his further depravity. It will also only attract wave after wave of heroes to seize it, and ultimately they will die in trials or battles..."

"I understand your thinking."

Medea during this period was truly an innocent and lovable girl.

However, when Russell looked at Medea, he still vaguely sensed a hint of distortion.

That was not some force exerted by another, but one of the possibilities of this girl.

So, he spoke seriously, with a serious attitude that he had never shown in front of her before.

"There's only one thing I don't want you to do, and that's—"

“If something makes you feel sad, don’t force yourself to do it just because you want to gain something.”

......

“Unforgivable!!!”

Apollo, already on Mount Olympus, heard his sister's roar, which had been going on for some time.

Who on earth provoked her? !

Of course, Artemis believed she was Apollo's sister.

But for the Mecha God, there is no such distinction.

It was just a game of "house" that came about when the mecha gods created divine bodies similar to humans under the influence of "that".

At least, that's the case in this world line.

"I've never seen Artemis so angry before..."

Apollo felt a strong curiosity.

Logically speaking, Artemis wouldn't keep roaring like this in anger.

After all, his sister would only get angry when she was offended.

Either send divine beasts or exert divine power.

In short, anyone who offends her will not bother her for too long and will be dealt with immediately.

And if the wrath of divine punishment such as the divine beasts she sent out was resolved, Artemis would be magnanimous and let the matter pass without any concern.

besides......

Apollo fell into deep thought. Could it be that the one who offended Artemis was one of the other Mecha gods?

No, it won't...

After calculating and thinking, Apollo came to a negative conclusion and became even more confused.

"It's better to just ask directly."

At this time, in the Moon Temple.

Artemis bit a handkerchief made of moon-white gauze in her mouth and said uncomfortably, "Atalanta, actually with that guy Sisyphus..."

One, was raised by her personally (doubtful), and is her loyal, even fanatical believer.

One is the man who makes her have complicated feelings.

“Damn it… Damn it…”

She wanted to pick up her bow and arrow and fire a super long-range railgun.

However, her feelings towards the two made her hesitant.

At this moment, Apollo arrived with a gentle smile on his face.

"Artemis, why are you angry, and..."

Apollo hesitated to speak, and finally said with difficulty: "You look like this, biting the handkerchief is..."

"Oh, this!"

Artemis said naturally.

"I checked the database and found that human girls like to act like this when they are jealous."

"Jealous..."

The smile on Apollo's face gradually faded and became slightly gloomy.

46. ​​A corner of the machine god

"Artemis, do you know what jealous means?"