Jason Was Scolded Senseless

In fact, Atalanta was not wrong.

The reason why Rovi stayed in the Kingdom of Colchis after rejecting Medea's 'confession' was not only to help the people there, but also because he was indeed waiting for those guys to arrive.

"Boring, go by yourself, I don't want to see that kind of guy!" Atalanta's eyes flashed with disgust as she thought of some rumors she had recently heard from Rovi: "I'll be waiting for you here!"

"Then it's up to you!" Rovi laughed. "After all, the kid has grown up and can't stay with me forever."

Without pausing, Atalanta opened her mouth and bit.

That was the day.

After a series of twists and turns, the Argo finally arrived at its destination.

A sailboat capable of carrying fifty people anchored and moored on the coast of the Kingdom of Colchis.

The golden sand churned with pale foam as the seawater surged.

"Ah, we've finally arrived!" On the bow of the ship, the blond young man looked up at the city-state ahead and exclaimed with delight.

"Raise the sails, set sail—"

"We've already arrived, why are you still raising the sails?" someone who had disembarked and was standing on the sand mocked.

"What do you know!" the man shouted, turning around. "What I'm raising is the sail of my soul."

"Golden Fleece, here I come!"

"Jason is going crazy again." The people below grumbled, "Forget about him."

"Is the Kingdom of Colchis a very powerful nation?"

"I wonder how much treasure, fine wine, and beautiful women they possess. Speaking of which, the women from that island nation over there are truly delicious; I must go back and savor them properly on my way back..."

"I can't wait!"

"And also, once I get the Golden Fleece, I'm definitely going to go back and brag about it a lot!"

Everyone laughed heartily, their faces full of excitement, seemingly unconcerned.

It was as if what lay ahead was not some large city-state, but rather a garden where they could freely pluck whatever they wanted.

Among them, there was one person who remained silent the whole time, and everyone else would carefully avoid him, as if afraid of offending him.

This is a young man with a rugged and handsome face, an extremely tall stature, and muscles bulging all over his body like a marble sculpture.

He stood alone on the edge of the crowd, his gaze deep and his expression unreadable.

Heracles.

Son of Zeus, the strongest man on the Argo, possessing the power to fight god-level monsters, he was the one who protected the Argo throughout its voyage.

It was only because of his noble and unyielding demeanor, which set him apart from other heroes, that he was feared by the masses.

Jason, however, was not among those who were afraid.

The blond, frivolous man standing on the bow of the ship turned his gaze from the distance, just in time to notice him. He paused for a moment, then flashed a rather hearty smile, about to leap down to talk to him...

At that very moment, the tall boy suddenly raised his head, as if sensing something, and looked toward the approaching land.

"Hmm?" Heracles murmured.

Jason was also taken aback, and he followed Heracles ' gaze...

"Who are you?" Among the many 'heroes', someone asked this question.

They watched the figure slowly emerge from the woods by the beach, somewhat puzzled.

"Have you heard of our great name and come to greet us?"

"I knew it all along, we've already made a name for ourselves on the high seas, heroes of the Argo— "

"Hey kid, come here, quickly take us to see your king, then hand over the Golden Fleece, and offer up all your treasures and beauties!"

The heroes continued to frolic.

The person who emerged from the forest simply smiled at them... and then slowly spoke, "So it's you? The so-called 'heroes'?"

The sea breeze blew against his face, causing the handsome young man with black hair and black eyes to stand still.

Rovi, who had been waiting for the heroes of the Argo for some time, gazed at them.

"That's right, that's right, it's us!"

The people on the Argo became even more arrogant and domineering.

However, what awaited them was neither a grand welcoming ceremony nor the wealth and beautiful women they longed for.

He let out a wanton laugh, "Hahaha, is this what you call a hero? You're as disgusting as a bedbug that sniffs at rotting flesh. You dare call yourself a 'hero'?"

At this moment, the ' Gilgamesh version of Rovi ' reappears.

The 'heroes' were all stunned.

"You rascal..."

"How dare you provoke us, who have traveled across oceans and overcome countless obstacles?"

"Damn it, we have to teach him a lesson he won't forget!"

The crowd shouted, but no one dared to actually step forward. These demigod heroes were indeed arrogant. They were not stupid. Although the people who came were arrogant, there was also a strange feeling about them. So they thought of letting others go up and test the waters while they sat back and reaped the benefits.

This attitude only drew more ridicule from Rovi.

"Afraid to step forward? You worms who smell the carrion?" Rovi's eyes were sharp as a hawk soaring in the sky. "Then what gives you the courage to call yourselves heroes?"

"The country I arrived in has been free from oppression and famine during this period of time, and people are able to live normal lives without being bothered by disasters and monsters."

"How many islands have you destroyed? How much wealth have you plundered? How many people have been oppressed by you?"

They themselves couldn't figure it out, but Rovi knew it perfectly well.

During the two weeks he stayed in the Kingdom of Colchis, he used various means to thoroughly investigate the behavior of the people on the Argo along the way.

The more he spoke, the uglier the faces of the group became.

Because in Rovi's words, they were as hateful as those ugly monsters, the only difference being that they were one-time occurrences, while the monsters lingered in the same place year after year, causing continuous harm. And those were all true, and they could not refute them.

That's why Rovi insulted them like that.

Because he will act recklessly and will be even more reckless.

The 'heroes' had actually been itching to take action, but it wasn't until this moment that they realized they couldn't move their bodies.

Under the protection of the war god who said, "Unjust War will be far from you," they had no reason to take action.

Because Rovi was standing on the high ground of Yude.

Because their actions are unjust.

This is exactly what Rovi wanted; he wanted them to be scolded and beaten without even having the right to fight back.

"Um... I mean!" Jason finally couldn't hold back any longer. He leaped from the bow of the ship and walked up to Rovi: "That's enough, sir? Everything we've done is for the sake of the local people—"

"For your mother's sake!"

"?"

Jason was a little confused. He was supposed to be a peacemaker, so why was he being scolded for no reason?

I said...

"You're talking nonsense!" Rovi finally reverted to his true self. "For the sake of the local people, why don't they thank you?! You rescued them and then robbed them of their belongings, and you call it their voluntary gratitude? Pah, disgusting!"

"I..."

"You still dare to say that? You still have the nerve to say that? Who do you think you are? Do you think that just because you call yourself a hero in dire straits, you really are a hero in dire straits? Come on, there's a dire straits right now, you fucking dare to come and try?"

Jason was dumbfounded.

Many heroes were dumbfounded.

What on earth is this all about?!

It was at this moment that a figure stepped forward, passing over numerous heroes, and faced Rovi directly.

A glimmer of hope rose in everyone's hearts.

Because that man was Heracles —the strongest among them, a powerful man with godlike strength!

If it were him, he might be able to solve the problem...

They were stunned again.

Because Heracles, who had always been taciturn, spoke in a classic line, "I've finally seen you again, Mr. Rovi!"

"You're fucking awesome!" Rovi smiled. "Heracles, long time no see, you've really grown up!"

"Mr. Rovi, it's been a long time!" Heracles replied with a smile, resuming his polite demeanor.

As Rovi said, words are merely a means of defending against enemies.

It is not a human quality.

Be unrestrained when you should be unrestrained, and be respectful when you should be respectful.

Jason and the others were completely dumbfounded.

They knew each other before?! Then why the hell are they cursing at us?

wrong--

Why do we have to say "fuck" too?!