The Witch Has Yet to Grow Up 2/2

Indeed, the purple-haired, purple-eyed, pointed-eared girl before them was none other than Medea of Colchis.

At the same time, she was also a disciple and temple priestess of Hecate, the Witch Goddess, and a famous Witch in the Age of Gods.

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

Unfortunately, Medea was controlled by the Aphrodite's Authority, 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 pursue the crew of the Argo.

Having already succeeded in his love affair, Jason, due to his tendency to avoid women and his lack of responsibility towards them, was quite the scoundrel, intending to hand Medea over to his pursuers to escape.

Medea keenly sensed her lover's hidden intentions. In order to demonstrate her determination and worth and cover the Argo's retreat, she resolutely hardened her heart, killed her brother under the pretense of negotiation, 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 a dark Witch.

(According to the epic poem "Medea", this seems to be the beginning of Jason's dark side. Jason was at least unfit as a husband. 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 ruthlessly.)

Afterwards, Jason brought Medea back to his homeland, but by the time Jason retrieved the Golden Fleece, his sister Aeson had already been executed by his uncle Periasmiton, and the old King still refused to acknowledge the abdication.

Medea again used True Magic to persuade King Pereas' daughters to kill their kin, thus avenging Jason.

However, the couple was driven out of the city by the son of Peyoas and forced to take their two sons, Leucochorthus, with them.

After many twists and turns, life finally improved for her. However, Jason, for the sake of power and wealth, abandoned her and wanted to become the king 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 Golden Zeus to get rid of this troublesome woman completely.

Ultimately, betrayed and utterly corrupted, Medea embarked on a resolute revenge. She killed her son, her husband's lover, and the King of Corinth, who had troubled her. Then, she triumphed, 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 Colchis to stay quietly in the Temple of Hecate, living a life of ease and comfort.

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

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

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

Suddenly sensing a soft touch on her chest, the ancient snake snapped out of its reverie and looked down with a deep, unsettling gaze.

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

"Um..."

Medea nestled in Samael's arms like a docile, weak 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, realizing 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, bowing repeatedly in apology, 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 dark Witch form she would later become. After a moment of hesitation, he casually took out a few Golden Zeus from his purse and placed them on the table to make up for the losses at his 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 settling their differences, Samael got up to leave, not wanting to cause serious upheaval in the life of this Colchis.

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

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

"But your crystal ball..."

"It's alright, I have several spares in the temple!"

The girl answered casually, but a brief eye contact with Samael caused her cheeks to flush again. Her fingers nervously tugged at the hem of her clothes, like a child who had done something wrong and felt guilty, and she stammered as she continued to add to the story.

"Besides, you... you just risked your life to save me, I can't just take your money."

"Alright then, keep this Golden Zeus safe. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now, young lady."

Since she was a wealthy young woman who didn't care about losing money and was simply looking to experience life, Samael didn't feel the need to force her. He casually tossed the few gold coins he had recovered into his purse, said goodbye, and turned to leave.

However, before he could take a step, his wrist was grabbed by a pair of fair, small hands.

"We'll have to wait a bit longer..."

"What's wrong now? Is something else?"

"Well, the divination failed this time, but I still took your money. I need to give you some extra compensation so that we can even things out."

Compensation? Could it be...?

Samael's expression shifted, and he turned around casually, patting Medea on the shoulder with a heartfelt expression, quite pleased with himself.

"Actually, 'compensation' and such are not important. The key is fairness. It's good that you have this awareness!"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault for being clumsy. I made a mistake in the divination and almost hurt someone. If I don't do something to fix it, I'll feel uneasy and probably won't be able to sleep well tonight."

Medea nodded in agreement, letting out a soft sigh of relief, her smile slightly shy.

This silly girl, would she be sold out and still help count the money? She's like a lovely little flower, with a rather healing feel to her. How come she doesn't seem like a ruthless Witch who killed her brother and son at all?

Tsk, it's all Jason's fault!

While harboring his resentment, Samael didn't forget to shift the blame to a certain scoundrel of a friend.

"Judging from your accent, you must be a traveler on a long voyage, encountering many dangers. I had a vague feeling that what you divined was related to these things. Although things have gone wrong and I can't offer any further guidance, I'd like to help you make a lucky charm to ensure your safety."

Medea spread her fingers and smiled at the guest, offering a reminder.

"Then, please hand over a part of your body..."

"This is the compensation?"

"Yes, under the protection of the goddess Hecate, my lucky charm is very effective."

"Uh, okay then, hair?"

"Sure..."

After hearing the answer, Samael lowered his eyes, showing a lack of interest.

He's a legitimate snake; he broke a crystal ball that was far more valuable, so how could he possibly accept any more freebies?

Unable to refuse such hospitality, the ancient serpent, faced with Medea's expectant gaze, had no choice but to casually pluck a strand of hair and hand it to the little Witch.

Immediately, the follower of the Witch Goddess squatted under the table and fiddled around for a while, stuffing the hair into it, and handed over the carefully prepared amulet.

Samael's hand froze in mid-air, his lips twitching slightly.

Because it was a witchcraft doll modeled after Medea, with lifelike embroidered officials on it, making it exceptionally cute.

Moreover, the little skirt he wore over it was a garish Barbie pink, which he found utterly unacceptable.

Are you sure you didn't create this thing to kill me?

Samael's gaze was deep and wistful, a mixture of amusement and exasperation on his face.