Felines Are Simply Heartless!

Off the coast of the King of Colchis.

The morning sunlight filters through the thin sea mist, casting warm and soft Golden Light Patterns that mingle with the seawater, creating shimmering waves.

Before the fishing boats in the vicinity had begun their daily voyages, a magnificent ship built of cedar wood, like a giant riding the waves, slowly sailed toward the harbor with an overwhelming sense of oppression and awe, attracting many pedestrians on the shore to stop and watch, marveling at its magnificence.

"Squeak..."

As the door trembled slightly, Samael stretched, yawned, and walked into the conference room of the Argo, looking somewhat drowsy.

Atalanta, who followed closely behind, looked radiant and full of energy, with a rosy complexion.

Indeed, there are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not land that is over-plowed.

Tsk tsk, even such a sturdy and hardworking animal couldn't withstand it?

The male heroes, who already knew about the relationship between the two, chuckled knowingly at the sight, their expressions undeniably teasing.

The impetuous Jason, winking and making faces, moved closer to Samael, patted him on the shoulder, and coughed in a mock-serious manner to offer advice.

"We're about to land, so be careful, don't end up unable to straighten your back..."

I still remember the grudge someone held against me last time for saying I had to lean on the wall when I walked.

Seeing the mischievous glint in his friend's eyes, Samael twitched his lips and rolled his eyes.

What a load of rubbish!

He was taken into the house by the boss last night, but he didn't even get to touch her hair, let alone have an affair!

Atalanta's so-called "love of the bow" was, under the pretext of training archery, having him weigh down his limbs with lead weights and Circe's Magecraft spells to keep him in a stable bow-holding posture and train his large and small muscle groups.

Moreover, to relieve boredom and increase the difficulty, the lioness who had taken over the bed opened a book and let her tutor her to continue her literacy lessons.

After tossing and turning for half the night, Atalanta actually got sleepy and slept soundly, while he had stayed up all night and was exhausted, so it was no wonder he couldn't muster any energy.

The infidelity of the child has turned into a neglectful play; what kind of affection is this?

Besides, he doesn't like this kind of food.

However, Samael, who was secretly complaining, didn't have time to complain or prove his innocence.

Over there, Atalanta blushed as she was stared at by so many teasing eyes. She glared at someone fiercely, warning him to be more alert.

The Huntress regretted her bold act of openly leading the man into the house in order to punish him slightly.

It's all this guy's fault!

Who told Samael to sneak into her room at night, saying he wanted to tutor her? Every time he did, he ended up in bed with her, and when he left, he was full of energy while she was sore and weak.

This time, we really made him do his job properly, but the result was the opposite. I slept soundly, while this guy looked completely drained!

You did it on purpose, didn't you? You definitely did it on purpose!

Atalanta gritted her teeth and snorted softly, feeling embarrassed and inwardly cursing.

Under the warning look from the boss, Samael had no choice but to perk up and get to the point, easing the awkward atmosphere.

"We're about to dock, so we've arrived at the King of Colchis. What are your plans, Captain?"

"Ahem, well... well, I've already gathered the information..."

Jason, whose shoulder was being patted by "Yoo-soo," felt numbness on half of his body and forced a dry laugh as he answered.

"With so many heroes backing you up, why not just go and offer your services?"

"I'm here to acquire treasures, not to conquer cities and destroy nations. There's no need to resort to force if a problem can be resolved through negotiation..."

"Then there's no need to gather any intelligence, is there? With our status, can't we just ask for it directly? Aren't you always been very brave?"

"Ahem, being too confident isn't a good thing either. The Golden Fleece is Colchis's national treasure. If it were me, I wouldn't give it up either. Let's understand the situation first before making any plans. Didn't you just teach me that?"

"What about the others? Do they think so too? How about someone makes a sacrifice, goes ashore and gets the Golden Fleece, and I'll come back and have Orpheus compose a song to celebrate his heroic deeds?"

"That bastard's sinister smile is definitely up to no good; he's probably eyeing the wealth we've worked so hard to accumulate on the road!"

Amidst Samael's witty banter, the moral heroes became acquainted with each other, showing no annoyance, and instead chuckled and teased each other.

Seeing this, the ancient snake nodded with slight satisfaction.

Although he could not completely eliminate the individual weaknesses of the Argo Heroes, he was able to make them restrain themselves, be cautious in their words and actions, and think twice before acting in critical moments, which was a rare achievement.

Immediately, everyone in the conference room calmed down and discussed the precautions for their respective activities and the tasks they needed to fulfill after the city was destroyed.

In addition, they finalized the timing of the message delivery and agreed to Shiki visit the King of Colchis Queen of Heaven.

After the meeting, led by Jason, the people burned incense and completed their prayers and sacrifices to the gods. Only then did the Argo Shiki pick up speed and head towards the harbor.

With three days to prepare, the heroes appeared more relaxed and at ease.

The hatch opened, and the group chatted and laughed as they formed their own teams, bringing with them the spoils of war they had acquired during their journey. They prepared to trade these spoils for some funds to cover their activities before dispersing to the King of Colchis.

Samael wanted to hold hands with Atalanta, stroll around the streets, and experience the world of humans during their leisure time.

The lioness, now awakened to her free will, glanced at him indifferently. Then, remembering that the two of them seemed to be spending too much time together lately, she decisively joined her female companions, including Caenis Circe, declaring she wanted to enjoy a day of private space and leave him behind.

After all, Samael is meant to be used at night.

Felines are simply ruthless!

The ancient snake squatted on the ground, drawing circles in frustration, silently grumbling to itself.

The humanoid catgirl he's currently hooking up with is sensitive, proud, and easily develops a distant, ambiguous relationship with her.

So, now that I have a chance to let loose, I'm not going to play with him.

Well, since no one's with me, I'll just go with the flow and wander around. I've been a caretaker for the Argo for so long, working so hard, I deserve to have some life of my own.

Samael, finding amusement in his predicament, stretched and strolled toward the bustling marketplace of the King of Colchis.

With a relaxed attitude, Gu She strolled along, blending into the crowd, and soon found herself back in the feeling of visiting tourist attractions in her past life.

He would occasionally buy some local snacks and fruits to taste; he would chat and boast with a few talkative vendors, learning about the customs and strange tales of Colchis; he would sometimes squat down to look at the pottery and smelting techniques, and buy a few things that caught his eye as souvenirs.

As Samael approached the western corner of the arena, a small, black-cloth-covered tent came into view; it was a makeshift divination booth.

Because of its remote location and the fact that the price was one Golden 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. This sparked a sense of curiosity within it.

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

Looking up at the shelf behind the stall, he saw it filled with all sorts of strange and bizarre things, such as geckos, spiders, and eyeballs, which looked 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...