Manual of Snake Mating Operations

In the afternoon, Samael, unusually, found peace and quiet and enjoyed a hearty feast with his former Argo Heroes, reminiscing about their experiences over the years.

After the battle of the Titans, of the more than 50 Argo Heroes, fewer than ten survived.

Therefore, apart from a few lucky individuals such as Atalanta, Circe, and Medea who have survived to this day, most of them are Heroic Spirit who were given flesh in the Elysium after death.

But none of the Argo Heroes regretted it. When they talked about the past, they were all animated, teasing each other and showing off their achievements.

Among them, Jason, who was quite drunk, was the most excited. With his excellent eloquence, he was able to describe every aspect of "Breaking Through the Sea" and "Slaying the Gods" in great detail, creating one climax after another.

Samael couldn't help but sigh, "This fellow is truly wasting his talent by not being a bard."

However, with a formidable enemy at hand, celebrations are always fleeting.

After being given a mouthful of the sobering soup by the God of Medicine, the group, staggering and swaying, had no choice but to rub their dizzy heads and gather together to devise a plan for the current situation.

Since they knew each other inside and out and had a life-or-death bond, there was no need for further explanation.

The group quickly got into the swing of things, and Jason and Orion, who were familiar with sea navigation, together planned the best route to break through the Persian blockade and reach the coast Hot Spring Pass.

The heroes assembled on the Argo, and the Deep Sea Fleet exploring below, are the vanguard clearing obstacles.

As the sun began to set and the conversation drew to a close, Samael shared with Argo's old friends the intelligence he had gathered about the Persian heroes during the Roman crisis, urging them to pay close attention.

The Arash the Great Hero... the Meteor Legion...

The Two Kings of Persia... The Undying Army...

Scheherazade... the arcane mage...

That's it?

Everyone raised an eyebrow as they looked at the pitifully small number of Persian hostile forces listed on the paper.

"Incredible, my friend! You, Julius, have driven the Persians to this point!"

Jason flicked the parchment in his hand, his eyes filled with admiration.

It wasn't that the enemy was too weak, but that it Theseus!

He not only dismantled the anti-Greek alliance and weakened the Persians, but also united various forces, greatly increasing Greece's leverage in the war.

The crowd was startled and immediately straightened their posture, abandoning their contempt and offering their respect to this Saint King who had turned the tide.

As they talked, the sound of flapping wings came from the sea, and an iron-feathered eagle burst through the half-closed window and jumped onto the table.

The ancient serpent took out a slip of paper from the Subordinate God patterns, carefully read it, and then threw it into the flames. It nodded in satisfaction, its smile widening, and inserted a silver assassin chess piece into the sand table.

"It's the Assassins' Order, our last group of allies. They've arrived near the coast. Have Odysseus send a few deep-sea warships to provide support nearby."

"No problem, I'll let my cousin know!"

Jason smiled, nodded, and raised his hand, accepting the order with practiced ease.

Cousin?

Uh, it seems Jason and Odysseus are actually related, definitely cousins...

Samael tapped his head, realizing what he had just said, and felt both amused and exasperated.

Goodness, they're practically family now. I was worried about how these two arch-enemies would get along.

As the last vestige of worry in his heart dissipated with the wind, Samael rose to bid farewell to his busy old friends, took Cerberus, and headed to Euryale and Stheno's lair.

In the sky, the moon and stars were sparse, and the sea fog and night were intertwined. It was time to rescue little Medusa, who had fallen into the clutches of her two older sisters.

Samael was quite surprised to unexpectedly meet Stheno, Euryale, and the dog on the Argo.

But apart from Cerberus, who can basically dribble around with anyone and is considered well-behaved, the other two are notorious troublemakers. Bringing them along inevitably leads to more trouble.

Moreover, with Nero, Little Attila, Penthesilea, and the three Valkyrie, he's practically surrounded by a bunch of problem children. He's going to have a lot of headaches coming up.

Just as Samael was secretly cursing, the demon's lair, glowing faintly, had already arrived.

The ancient serpent had expected to face a series of difficulties, but to its surprise, not only was the door unlocked, but Euryale and Stheno were also nowhere to be found. Only little Medusa was left inside, looking through the manuscript.

"Evil! Filthy! And shameful! Utterly shameful!"

Under the flickering lamplight, little Medusa, her face flushed, frowned and scolded while flipping through the pages of her book. Her eyes, sparkling, never left the book, and she seemed completely absorbed in it.

"What are you looking at? Let me see."

Samael, who had unknowingly approached, curiously picked up the manuscript from Medusa's hand.

"Sama... Sama... Samael, you... you... you, how did you get here?!"

As the manuscript was snatched from her hands, little Medusa's body stiffened like wood. She raised her little head with a creaking sound, her mouth tied in knots, her eyes filled with terror, her pretty face almost dripping blood, and steam rising from the top of her head.

What is this mysterious thing?

Samael subconsciously lowered his eyes, glanced at the book, and was stunned.

This painting depicts...

What the heck?!

The ancient snake couldn't help but flip through the pages quickly, his face darkening as he mentally complained.

On the scroll, there were long, twisted, purplish-red worms, intertwined and coiled together, striking various contorted poses.

Even more bizarrely, the top of the worm had a head that resembled that of a human woman, with a forked tongue sticking out of its mouth, making it quite grotesque.

This made Samael even suspect that little Medusa might have accidentally picked up some Cthulhu -themed textbook illustrations from "The Worm's Tale," which made him lose sanity rapidly after just a few glances at it.

"Don't look! Give it back to me!"

Seeing the scroll being opened and turned over with a rustling sound, little Medusa was filled with shame and indignation. She immediately screamed and rushed forward to snatch it away, grabbing it in one swift motion.

"Now that you've taken it back, you have to tell me what's drawn on it, right?"

Aroused by curiosity and confusion, Samael looked back at the scribbled style of the scroll and complained helplessly.

But the more she was questioned, the more embarrassed and blushed Anna became. She buried her head and remained silent, hastily stuffing the book into her bosom.

Just as the ancient snake was muttering to itself, He Tong saw a white note that had somehow slipped out of the book and landed right at his feet.

Samael instinctively bent down to pick up the note and glanced at it. The handwriting was crooked and distorted, like reptiles splattered with ink, scrambling across the paper. It was quite distinctive and clearly belonged to the Stheno sisters.

All these years, and you still haven't practiced your handwriting; it's still this scrawled mess!

As the mentor, Gu She criticized the two unambitious students, and read out the contents of the note word by word based on his intuition and experience.

"Yao... make... manual... what Yao make manual?"

Anna, who had been hurriedly fleeing to the door with her books in her hand, froze upon hearing this and mechanically turned her head.

At this moment, Samael muttered in confusion, loosened his thumb, and prepared to flip the paper over. He couldn't help but see the words pressed under his finger and subconsciously read them aloud.

"Mating?"

Gradually, the ancient snake looked at the long worm coiled at the top, sticking out its tongue at him, and suddenly realized what was going on. It clenched its right fist and slammed it into its left palm.

I've got it! The earthworms and worms in those pictures were actually snakes...

Wait a minute!

Serpent Mating Manual?

Suddenly, Samael, who was holding the note, seemed to realize something. He looked up in astonishment and saw Medusa standing blankly at the door, her eyes lifeless.

Snakes... Mating... A Manual of Sexual Intercourse!