Women's Tragically Competitive Nature 1/2
"Mmm... uh..."
Although Ladon was confused, he still nodded seriously at the main brain and wrote down the advice in the face of the teacher's serious demeanor.
The ancient serpent's tense face softened into a relaxed smile as it gently stroked La Dong's cool, gleaming silver dragon scales, finally putting its mind at ease.
In his memory, Harpy was far from land and did not encounter much danger, Cerberus, although repeatedly taken away, remained safe and sound as an important guardian of the Gates of the Underworld.
Ladon, was guarding a precious divine artifact, and thus became the only one of the three active divine monsters with a record of death.
In the future, the eleventh of Hercules' Twelve Labors was to steal the Golden Apple from the sacred garden guarded by a hundred-headed dragon and the three Daughter of the Night God.
This Greek god had no details of his direct battle with Ladon. In exchange for helping the Titan Atlas lift the sky, he allowed the giant to infiltrate the Sacred Garden, causing Ladon to fall into a deep sleep, stealing a Golden Apple, and killing it.
The location of the Sacred Garden is Mount Atlas, which means that the Titan that will eventually defeat Ladon will likely be roaming in this area.
Although, just in case, Samael fed Radon Golden Apple, granting him immortality.
But Atlas and Heracles, who came looking for trouble, were respectively a reckless giant god who dared to rebel against Zeus and a notorious Divine Monster Slayer.
It's true that they're all a bunch of simpletons and cheats.
Samael worried that these two hot-tempered men might encounter the well-prepared Radon, and after their initial setback, they might become even more determined and come up side by side to push the female dragon away.
Uh, that's right, Ladon and the Hydra are female.
Furthermore, Heracles' Twelve Labors were ostensibly to atone for his sin of murdering children in his madness.
In reality, this was a compromise with the gods, pleading with Queen Hera, to stop persecuting him, her illegitimate son.
This is corroborated by the fact that after obtaining the Golden Apple, the Demigod Hero felt he had no right to dispose of it and returned it to Queen Hera.
In other words, Heracles' Twelve Labors were manipulated by the gods. If Ladon had jumped in unaware of the situation, he might not have even known how he died.
After all, the immortality of the Golden Apple is not omnipotent.
Seeing that the highly intelligent True Magic dragon was somewhat heeding his advice, Samael finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his worries gradually disappeared.
Although the wild and untamed Typhon's Offspring were all eager to sign up as soon as they heard they could escape the Arima Caves and roam freely, the three little guys who participated in the work independently were all volunteers.
But Samael was well aware of the risks and dangers involved, and having raised them for so long, he had developed a strong bond with them, so it was hard for him not to care about their safety.
However, those were Golden Apple! Golden Apple that even the gods rarely enjoyed!
The ancient serpent stared at the few gems in its palm, its lips twitching, clearly feeling a pang of heartache.
Thief! You villain! That's my jewel! That's a treasure I stole at the risk of angering the Mother Goddess!
At the same time, Ladon's main brain's gaze followed the shimmering color between Samael's fingers and palms, and it felt as if its heart was bleeding.
"Whispering sound!"
"Pooh!"
The two stared at each other, silently expressing their disdain and feeling that they had been taken advantage of.
Just as the master and disciple's gazes grew increasingly malevolent, as if they were considering whether to back out, the rock buds formed by the Power of Earth around the Golden Apple Tree shattered with a heavy and majestic resonance.
Ripples of purple-yellow light spread out, and the soil of the still untidied and somewhat barren Sacred Garden Rocky Ground trembled instantly.
Tender shoots broke through the soil and grew rapidly at a visible speed, growing taller and taller, spreading greenery in the process.
The growth process of budding, branching, flowering, and fruiting is completed in just a moment.
In the blink of an eye, the flowers and plants all over the ground withered and died, ending their short lives.
Samael narrowed his Serpent Eyes, and through the rising dust, he could vaguely see the green of the vegetation, the yellow and black of the soil, the interplay of light and shadow among the living things, and the divine power fluctuations within them that were comparable to those of the one in the Temple of Blood. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
It's done!
Then, a gentle breeze stirred, and the dust dissipated. To the great dismay of the ancient serpent, the towering figure, over two meters tall, gradually shrank in size as it approached.
"Ahem, Anna, we still have to rush to see Earth Mother, so it's best to leave things as they are."
Samael Happy Type is out of the question, but at least let him take a shrunken little thing with him, it wouldn't be a bad substitute, right?
Upon hearing that her beloved loli model was disabled, Medusa, who was in the process of transforming, stopped in her tracks and hesitated slightly.
"Besides, Athena is there too. If she sees us like that, you know what will happen."
The ancient serpent's subsequent contemplation caused Medusa to immediately stop compressing, maintaining her normal mature figure as she emerged from the dust and mist.
However, although she was a normal mature woman, Samael felt that the Medusa's chest seemed to carry a certain pride, as if she had undergone a second development.
Tsk, women's pathetic competitive nature.
The ancient snake chuckled wickedly to itself, shaking its head inwardly, but outwardly it pretended to listen attentively with a serious expression.
Unaware of anything amiss, Medusa approached Samael and briefly recounted her gains.
So easy to succeed, and to wake up a day early, and it's actually the memories of the Gorgon?
Samael was deeply moved upon hearing this.
As the saying goes, fortune may be a harbinger of misfortune, and misfortune may be a harbinger of fortune. My experience in Mesopotamia was fraught with peril and death.
Even Anna herself almost got lost in those tragic memories.
But it was precisely through her experiences of devouring her two older sisters, absorbing their divinity, and stealing Tiamat through summoning that Medusa possessed invaluable knowledge and experience about the Power of Earth and the creation of life, as well as a strong affinity for the power of the Mother Goddess, from birth.
The appearance of the Golden Apple Tree gave her an opportunity to Good God divinity and complete herself.
Without a doubt, the miracle flower that blooms today is precisely because it is rooted in that tragic and corrupt soil that it can bloom so perfectly.
Samael was quite pleased with this, raised his hand and patted the first Mother Goddess's fragrant shoulder, a smile spreading across his face.
As Medusa's work was completed, the rocks behind the Golden Apple Tree rose up, forming a hollow archway.
The two exchanged a smile, understanding that this was a summons from Gaia, the Earth Mother Goddess. They nodded in understanding and set off.
However, just as we passed under the Golden Apple Tree, the branches above rustled.
"Smack!"
Samael looked at the Golden Apple that had hit him on the head and fallen into his arms, and couldn't help but laugh, his mood becoming increasingly cheerful.
Tsk tsk, he's made up for the Golden Apple he used on Ladon.
It seems that this Mother Earth is a very genuine person.
"Take good care of the sacred garden. We will come to visit you when we have time."
After bidding farewell to Ladon, the two figures nimbly stepped into the rock archway and disappeared amidst a flash of earthy yellow light.
The Hundred-Headed Dragon, which had been preparing to take a nap, suddenly sprang into action like hunting dogs that had spotted their target when they saw the last few gems thrown out of the halo. Their hundred or so heads charged forward to bite, their movements swift and agile.
My little cutie! My little cutie is here!