Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

As Samael walked to a corner on the west side of the market, a small tent made of black cloth came into view; it was a makeshift fortune-telling booth.

Because of its remote location and the fact that the price was one gold Zeus, the surrounding area was deserted.

As the ancient serpent inadvertently approached, it was surprised to find an invisible magical barrier that seemed to impede its movement, sparking a sense of curiosity within it.

Lifting the curtain and stepping into the tent, you see a fortune teller, dressed in a cloak and completely wrapped up, dozing off at his stall.

Looking up at the shelves behind the stall owner, one sees a variety of strange and unusual items, such as geckos, spiders, and eyeballs, which look quite terrifying.

This fortune telling turned out to be an unorthodox form of witchcraft; the place was decorated like a haunted house, no wonder no customers came…

Chapter 197 Your Loli Has Arrived

"Guests? Guests have arrived! Please sit down, have a seat."

Just then, the stall owner, noticing the commotion, suddenly looked up. His voice was soft and pleasant, and a suspicious slurping sound came from under his dark hood. He then hurriedly pulled the customer to the table.

Samael chuckled, shifting his gaze from the shelf to the front, but a veil obscured the fortune teller's face, leaving only a pair of bright purple eyes blinking.

Wow, the craftsmanship of this package is truly masterful, a testament to the skills of Arab women.

The ancient serpent had a strange feeling of being transported back to Mesopotamia, which intrigued it. It raised its hand and rested it on the table, casually asking a question.

Are you still open for business?

"Open for business! Of course we're open! May I ask what kind of divination you'd like to have done?"

Finally, a customer arrived. The fortune teller nodded repeatedly and quickly lifted the tablecloth, revealing a round oak board.

This object consists of twelve squares, each with a Greek numeral inscribed below it and a simple drawing of an animal or deity such as a cow, sheep, crab, centaur, etc., above it.

Furthermore, each grid edge is inlaid with three gemstones, from the 1st to the 12th: garnet, amethyst, blue crystal, diamond, emerald, moonstone, ruby, peridot, sapphire, opal, topaz, and turquoise.

Samael touched it, and the textured surface made him look down and see that it vaguely indicated the major celestial bodies such as the sun, moon, and Venus, as well as other stars.

In the central recess, a crystal ball the size of an adult's fist is placed.

Greek astrologer?

Although the celestial patterns and the composition of the zodiac signs appear rough and contain some errors, they are already quite exquisite.

Moreover, the gemstones inlaid on it are enough to increase the value of this thing by hundreds of times!

No wonder it costs one gold Zeus per session; the price of this astrolabe alone makes it absolutely worth the money.

"I'd like to ask, this time..."

"You don't need to tell me. Just place your palm on the crystal ball, think about the answer you want to ask, and you will receive the revelation. The job of the diviner is to guide and interpret."

However, before that, you need to sacrifice a part of yourself.

"Huh? Self-harm? Is it that terrifying?"

Upon hearing this, Samael glanced at the animals and human organs preserved in jars on the shelf behind him, his eyes twitching slightly.

This witchcraft divination is too evil and too terrifying!

"No, no, all we need is a little bit of what's in your body—hair, blood, nails, flesh, anything!"

The sorcerer realized that his guest had misunderstood, and waved his hands repeatedly, his voice somewhat hurried, as he hastily pulled Samael back from getting up.

"Ahem, sorry..."

The ancient snake coughed awkwardly, casually flicked a strand of its long hair, and handed it to the young fortune teller before sitting down again.

Having finally retained his only customer since opening his stall, the fortune teller breathed a sigh of relief and placed a strand of Samael's hair into a pre-prepared crystal glass.

Then, determined to put on a good show, the fortune teller turned around, stood on tiptoe, and reached out to take several bottles and jars from the shelf behind him, pouring the colorful solutions inside into a crystal glass.

The various strange powders sprinkled on reacted violently when they entered the water, producing a continuous stream of light pollution in shades of blue, red, and purple. The strand of hair, stripped of its divine power, gradually mixed with the solution as it swayed, forming a freshly made witchcraft potion.

"The spirit within each person is different, and what is taken from you can guide the astrological chart, move it to the correct position, and convey more accurate information."

As the diviner patiently explained, he poured the purplish-black solution from the crystal glass into the grooves of the star chart, illuminating the stars and causing divine runes to float and flicker.

"Now, close your eyes, clear your mind, and ask the question you want to ask!"

Seeing that the astrological chart had been fully activated by the guest's unique "spirit," the diviner grasped Samael's arms with both hands and solemnly guided him toward the crystal ball.

Having satisfied his curiosity to a great extent, Samael, in a good mood, obediently did as he was told and meditated earnestly.

This is authentic witchcraft divination from the Age of Gods. You'd be doing yourself a disservice if you didn't give it a try.

Hmm, what was I trying to ask again?

Yes, will we be able to successfully obtain the Golden Fleece on this voyage?

"Very good, please open your eyes. You can remove your hands now."

A moment later, as the crystal ball began to hum and vibrate, the diviner gently woke Samael, whose eyes were fixed on the center of the horoscope, somewhat impatient.

After absorbing the divination potion from the star chart, the crystal ball began to shimmer with colorful light, resembling a dazzling starry sky, and its tremors became increasingly intense.

hum...

As the tremors grew stronger, the air rippled outwards in waves under the rhythm of divine power, and the central crystal ball gradually detached from the groove and rose into the air.

"The results should be out soon, right?"

"The result seems a bit off..."

"Ok?"

"I've never seen anything like this before..."

Upon hearing the customer's question, the fortune teller looked at the crystal ball hanging in front of him, its light growing ever brighter, and couldn't help but frown awkwardly and mutter to himself.

"Wait, I... I'll check the book!"

At that moment, a suspicious look seemed to be cast from the other side. The fortune teller looked embarrassed and immediately tried to make amends. As she spoke, she bent down and took out a book of secret arts on parchment from the drawer under the table. The book had a metal page with a crescent moon pattern on the outside and was filled with parchment. She quickly flipped to the divination section.

"Found it! This seems to be a sign of magic overload, but..."

As the fortune teller cheered with joy, he read the text word by word. When he saw a certain keyword, he suddenly looked up, his purple eyes staring straight at the crystal ball above him that was beginning to emit a dazzling light, illuminating the entire tent. His brain froze, and he subconsciously swallowed hard, his voice dry.

"The result... will be an explosion!"

Click!

At the same time, a crisp cracking sound was heard, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread from the inside out throughout the entire crystal ball.

Finished!

The immense etheric power suffocated the diviner, throwing her into disarray. Instinctively, she simply closed her eyes in terror and resigned herself to her fate.

At the critical moment, Samael suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the crystal ball on the verge of breaking, wrapped it with divine power, and flung it behind him.

boom!

The surging divine power formed a terrifying etheric tide, and the compressed, purplish-black dark current, carrying crystal fragments, shot out in all directions.

"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!"

In an instant, a sharp clang of metal echoed through the divination hut.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a giant golden egg, as tall as a person, stood in the center, its scales shimmering and shining brightly.

With the smooth friction of the armor plates, a pair of magnificent and elegant metal wings slowly unfolded.

Samael glanced back at the spot where the crystal ball had landed, at the large hole blasted into the ground, and let out a slight sigh of relief.

On a whim, he caused this accident. If he hadn't taken over at the crucial moment and forcibly dispersed 70% of the power, the streets within a few hundred meters of this area would probably have been flattened.

Fortunately, everything is still under control.

Tsk, is fate related to me really that sensitive? What a hassle, looks like I'll be missing out on a bit of fun from now on.

After muttering a few complaints to himself, Samael collected his thoughts, turned around, patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder in his arms, and offered words of comfort.

"Okay, it's alright...it's over..."

However, the moment the ancient snake turned its gaze forward, it caught sight of the rosy, tender little face under the hood, causing the snake to catch its breath and its lips to twitch slightly.

Purple hair, purple eyes, pointed ears, a single ponytail, and straight bangs... That's it...

I said, how come you, a priestess of the Temple of Hecate, have sneaked out to set up a stall?

This kind of idle and unproductive behavior is shameful, you know that, Your Highness Princess of Colchis!

Chapter 198 The Witch Hasn't Grown Up Yet (2/2)

Indeed, the purple-haired, purple-eyed, pointed-eared girl before us is none other than Medea, the princess of Colchis.

At the same time, she was also a disciple and temple priestess of Hecate, the goddess of witchcraft, and a famous sorceress in the Greek pantheon.

In the past, she was destined to be tricked by fate and Cupid, marry Jason, and help him steal the Golden Fleece.

Unfortunately, Medea was controlled by the power of the goddess of love, which clouded her mind, and she ultimately became a toy of fate, entrusting herself to the wrong person.

When King Colchis learned that the Golden Fleece, the heirloom of his kingdom, had been stolen, he was furious and dispatched a fleet to hunt down the crew of the Argo.

Having already succeeded in his lover's advances, Jason, due to his tendency to avoid danger and his lack of responsibility towards women, was quite the scoundrel, intending to hand Medea over to his pursuers to escape.

Medea keenly sensed her lover's ulterior motives. In order to demonstrate her determination and worth and cover the Argo's retreat, she resolutely hardened her heart, pretending to negotiate to kill her brother, threw his body parts into the sea, and delayed the time for Colchis's army to attack.

This both silenced Jason's voice of compromise and cut off his own escape route.

From then on, this once innocent and lovable girl embarked on the path of becoming a dark witch.

(According to the epic poem "Medea", this seems to be the beginning of Jason's descent into darkness. Jason was, at least as a husband, very unfit. If he hadn't been about to be sold and Medea hadn't been in a difficult situation, she wouldn't have needed to kill her brother so cruelly.)

Afterwards, Jason brought Medea back to his homeland, but by the time Jason retrieved the Golden Fleece, his father Aeson had been secretly executed by his uncle Pelias, and the old king still refused to acknowledge the abdication.

Medea again used magic to persuade King Pelias' daughters to kill their father and avenge Jason.

However, the couple were driven out of the city-state by Pelias' son and forced to flee to Corinth with their two sons.

After several exiles and wanderings, life finally improved, but Jason, for the sake of power and wealth, abandoned her and wanted to become the princess of the Kingdom of Corinth.

Even King Creon of Corinth, in his pursuit of his daughter's marriage, went to extremes, expelling Medea and her two children from the country, leaving them nowhere to live.

Jason, who had long harbored fear and weariness towards his wife, was only willing to pay some gold Zeus to get rid of this troublesome woman completely.

Ultimately, betrayed and completely corrupted, Medea launched a resolute revenge. She killed her son, her husband's lover, the princess, and the King of Corinth, who had made things difficult for her, before leaving, leaving Jason to suffer torment and a fate worse than death.

In conclusion, this innocent and beloved girl would have lived a happy life without Jason.

Therefore, Samael had been working to break up the marriage, and out of consideration for past relationships, he had given Jason a heads-up early on.

In his view, it would be better for this Princess Colchis to stay quietly in the Temple of Hecate, living a life of ease and comfort.

Therefore, even the ancient serpent herself did not intend to contact Medea and disturb her carefree life.

However, this couldn't stop a certain princess from abandoning her proper rituals and, for the sake of novelty, secretly running off to set up a fortune-telling stall to experience life, and coincidentally running into him.

As Samael lamented the capriciousness of fate, the Sagittarius Cloth that had automatically activated on his body gradually transformed into golden light and shrank back into his body.

Suddenly feeling a soft touch on his chest, the ancient snake snapped out of his reverie and looked down with a deep gaze.

I said, "It's okay..."

"Um…"

Medea nestled in Samael's arms like a docile and delicate rabbit, her eyes slightly closed, her eyelashes fluttering gently, her cheeks flushed, like an enticing apple, and her delicate nose emitting soft nasal sounds.

"Then, could you get off me first?"

"Ah! I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to cause you any trouble! I'm so sorry!"

Medea snapped out of her daze and realized the inappropriateness of her actions. She also noticed that her veil had fallen off her face. Her face flushed red instantly, and she quickly withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted. She placed her fingers and palms together in front of her lower abdomen, bowed repeatedly, and apologized, looking embarrassed.

"Never mind, I'm the one who should apologize. I accidentally broke your crystal ball. Here's some compensation, please accept it."

Faced with such a soft, sweet, and adorable little girl, Samael found it hard to associate her with the image of the witch who would later turn evil. After a moment of hesitation, he casually took out a few gold Zeus from his purse and placed them on the table to make up for the loss of the fortune-telling stall.

As the ancient serpent's gaze swept over the luxurious star chart on the table, it couldn't help but mutter to itself.

This thing is even more expensive. Luckily, only the crystal ball was damaged, otherwise the compensation would have been a huge financial burden.

After resolving their entanglements, Samael rose to leave, not wanting to cause serious upheaval in Princess Colkis's life through excessive interference.

"Please wait a moment, it won't cost that much. The fee for one divination is only one gold Zeus."

After leaving one gold coin, Medea shoveled the rest into her palm, trotted forward, and handed it to Samael. Her pretty face was tense, and her expression was solemn and serious.