I'll Take Good "Care" of You 2/2

After weathering storms, breaking through whirlpools, traversing rocky terrain, and emerging from fog, what should you do when you're exhausted?

Of course, we should rest and recuperate for a while, and then have an open-air party under the bright moonlight!

The moon was high in the sky, and the Argo sailed quietly on the sea. Everyone left the work of repairing the ship and organizing supplies to the hardworking Dragon Tooth Soldiers and stone statues, and then pushed open the doors to go out of the cabin and gather on the deck.

The heroes exchanged knowing glances, took a deep breath, and beamed with smiles. They tacitly brought out the treasured wines and ingredients from the storage room. The head chef was, of course, the highly acclaimed Chef Samael.

Originally, Circe was also a top choice, especially her porridge, which was absolutely delicious.

But ever since that great Witch got a sudden urge to pour all sorts of random Magic Potion into the soup pot, half of the heroes at that gathering have turned into piglets.

Circe was strictly forbidden from approaching the kitchen, and the pile of suspicious bottles and jars in her hands were confiscated by the God of Healing after inspection.

The vast ocean waves, the bright silver moonlight reflecting off the boundless deep sea, made the heroes who believed in seizing the day feel quite content.

Under the leisurely moonlight, Artemis took the spirited Orion into her arms and led him to the best viewing platform, where they basked in the moonlight and gazed at the endless seascape.

A gentle breeze blew by, causing the Moon Goddess's white dress to billow, occasionally revealing glimpses of her crystalline skin. This made the lustful man, who was being held in her arms, lose all sense of peace, intentionally or unintentionally venturing into those alluring cleavages.

Jason skillfully retrieved his fishing gear from the storage compartment, sat on the gunwale, and started fishing, declaring that he would have everyone get some fresh seafood for a side meal.

Heracles, Perseus, Telamon, and other fierce men, holding javelins, aimed in all directions, or grabbed harpoons and jumped into the sea to swim and find the perfect prey to sacrifice to their stomachs.

For a time, the powerful and delicious sea creatures in the ocean were in deep trouble, as they were targeted and hunted down by the herd of beasts of the sea.

The mournful and angry cries, mixed with the sound of waves crashing, created a rather interesting symphony.

"Fruit porridge, caviar, special toast, and a few salted fish for you..."

Samael maliciously shoved his food onto Captain Jason's special plate. This guy, in a terrible mood, not only had a huge appetite but also shamelessly made him his cook every day. Besides, he'd been fishing for three or four hours and hadn't even caught a single fish scale, instead pulling up a bunch of seaweed...

...This is just ridiculous.

But Jason couldn't do anything about it. Those animals at sea were all incredibly restless, and it would be a miracle if he could catch any fish!

After finishing the general preparations, Samael lazily handed the stove to the dragon tooth Dragon Tooth Soldiers and puppets summoned by Circe, while he himself carried two exquisite fruit shaved ice and cream cakes up to the watchtower and handed them to Atalanta was on guard duty.

With Samael taking over, the Huntress relaxed a little, took a sip of the soft, juicy shaved ice mixed with coconut milk and fruit, and felt a refreshing sweet and sour taste, along with a hint of sea salt that enhanced the freshness. Atalanta's emerald eyes lit up, and her cat ears trembled slightly with a hint of pleasure.

Suddenly, the body organ that unintentionally acted as an emotion sensor was placed on by a mischievous claw, which kneaded and rubbed it.

"I really don't understand your quirks..."

Atalanta paused, frowning and letting out a soft hum.

"Petting cats is good for your physical and mental health..."

"It's a lion! A lion!"

The Huntress was driven to near madness by Samael's dry, mocking laugh.

"Hey, boss lady, this stuff I specially made for you tastes pretty good, right? Look, I have some too, absolutely..."

"That's all? You think this is cat food? Humph, you dare to hoard some? Give me yours too!"

"It's not called a private set meal, it's called a 'couple's set meal'..."

Atalanta finished her portion, raised her eyebrows, and unceremoniously snatched another similar portion from Samael's hand.

After successfully obtaining the leopard, the Huntress glanced at the sullen bad guy, a smile playing on her lips, a sense of vengeful pleasure filling her heart.

"A couple's set meal..."

Samael smacked his lips, his words carrying a pointed meaning, a glint of fire in his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"You ate all of my portion, shouldn't you give me some compensation?"

"Compensation? Fine, come to my room tonight, I'll pamper you..."

Atalanta glanced at the wicked creature making the crazy suggestion, smiled with narrowed eyes, and patted Samael heavily on the shoulder with an expression of feline arrogance and mockery towards snakes and rats.

Tsk, no chance tonight.

The old lecher sensed the mockery in Atalanta's tone and couldn't help but lose interest.

Just as the two people on the lookout tower were joking about being alone, and the atmosphere was gradually warming up, a figure, one tall and one short, approached quietly in the moonlight.

"What's wrong? Why are you acting so suspiciously?"

However, before the other party could tiptoe up to him, Samael turned around listlessly and asked in a low voice.

"It wasn't me, it was my darling looking for you..."

Artemis waved her hand with a grin, Orion immediately jumped off the moon goddess's shoulder, tossing a palm-sized scale with a surface shimmering with seven colors to Samael, his expression quite serious.

Samael ran his fingertips along the surface, faintly touching the shallow indentations and lines, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Naval chart?"

"It's a fish-scale nautical chart. The Sea Royal Family love these Gilgamesh things for recording maps and routes..."

Where did you get it?

"Wasn't that little girl sleeping on our ship? She carelessly got up and forgot about this..."

Girl, it's amazing you've survived this long.

The ancient snake was both amused and exasperated, inwardly cursing once more. At the same time, under the bright moonlight, it carefully examined the scale, its vertical pupils gradually narrowing.

The sea area and the islands and reefs on this site do not match any of the landmarks in the vicinity or even the entire Oceanus Sea.

"If we had known that this nautical chart was fake and couldn't be used at all, perhaps we shouldn't have let that child go so soon."

Orion scratched his head, somewhat annoyed.

"Darling, don't worry, I can grab that little one right now. If he doesn't talk, I'll lock him in the Black Room and torture him!"

Artemis stroked the plush toy while making the suggestion with a beaming smile, her enthusiasm evident in her radiant expression.

The three people present rolled their eyes and ignored the Moon Goddess's interruption.

"The nautical chart... it might be real..."

Samael smiled gently, his expression meaningful. His fingers moved nimbly, and the fish scale, like a large coin, spun between the ancient snake's fingers.

"Impossible! I can remember the entire route I've traveled once. Not to mention the nearby area, there are almost no places in the entire Oceanus Sea that match the nautical chart."

Orion frowned and shook his head, quite certain based on his years of experience at sea.

"What if these places weren't at sea?"

Samael stopped his little game of moving his knuckles, turned the fish-scale map over in his palm, then raised it, slowly released his fingers, and let it fall.

When Orion saw the glittering fish scale fall from above into his robes, he seemed to realize something and suddenly became startled.

You mean?

Samael looked towards the Stormy Sea Region behind the Argo, which were shrouded in mist, and spoke softly.

"The answer may already be right before our eyes..."

"Then I'll turn around and go take a look right now!"

"Don't be in such a hurry. We've waited for decades, what's a few more days? Besides, that place doesn't seem too dangerous. Let that child go and scout ahead first, just in case..."

"We don't even have someone to guide us anymore. Are you sure that even if we find the way, we can get in?"

Orion, feeling anxious and uncertain, couldn't help but frown and ask.

Samael leaned against the railing and waved to someone on the deck. A sunny young man sitting at the bow of the ship smiled lightly and lowered his head to pluck the strings of his instrument.

The obscure sonata slightly surprised Artemis, who was accustomed to fine music, and Orion was a little slow to react, couldn't help but relax.

As expected of Orpheus, he actually remembered that tune!

Now he was even more confident in exploring that chaotic area.

"How about we turn around and take a look, just one glance..."

Orion turned to look behind him, still unwilling to give up.

As the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn, Samael glanced at the blurry outline at the horizon and let out a soft, listless groan.

"What do you mean by 'just a glance'? We're almost there."

"What's the destination?"

"Of course it belongs to the entire Argo, the sacred land of the Golden Fleece, the King of Colchis!"

Orion jumped onto the fence, his gaze falling on the increasingly clear coastline, before giving up in frustration.

"Ganga, while Jason and the others are taking the Golden Fleece, let's make some more preparations. By the way, what's the language you and that little girl are talking about? When you're back on shore and have some free time, remember to teach me."

"Atlantis, it seems to be called the Atlantis language, which is only circulated within the Sea Royal Family. I only learned it by chance because I possess the blood of the Sea God..."

Atlantis?

Samael paused slightly, then a smile bloomed on his face. He looked again at the fish-scale sea chart in Orion's arms and murmured to himself.

"Looks like we've really hit the jackpot this time..."