All Traitors

Creak...

Creak...

Creak...

Inside the mess hall, the Argo Heroes, rising early, numbly stuffed their stomachs with food amidst the violent rocking of the ship. Their tongues, almost losing all feeling, vaguely told them what to do.

The food was too salty again today...

Snore... snore...

As the soup was served, several squealing pink piglets appeared on the heroes' seats. The group quickly picked up the piglets, tied them up, and sent them to the God of Healing's clinic.

Along the way, the piglets let out pitiful cries and struggled frantically, their human eyes revealing waves of terror.

However, the companions responsible for transporting them skillfully took out rags, stuffed them into their mouths, and threw the piglets down with a thud when the Divine Physician opened the door.

"Etc..."

The God of Healing frowned slightly and snorted unhappily. The heroes responsible for transporting the goods at the door immediately stiffened, their necks felt cold, and their bodies turned around like rusty machines, with smiles on their faces that were more like crying.

"Remember to handle them gently next time. These samples are very precious, you know? Okay, you can go now."

The physician, with his rigorous attitude, gave earnest instructions.

The crowd nodded frantically, as if granted a pardon. After giving the piglets a look that said "good luck to the piglets," they all fled in panic.

Tsk, their resistance to negative Magic Potion is getting higher and higher, which is causing the amount of materials sent over to decrease recently.

As the doctor muttered his disappointment, he gently lifted one pink piglet after another onto the hospital bed, and then...

...The suppression spell and the chain were fixed into the character "big".

Amidst the clinking of bottles and jars, the God of Healing approached the bedside, shaking several translucent medicine tubes that gleamed with various colors of light, and patiently and gently inquired about the patient's condition.

"I'm going to help you. If you agree, blink."

A warm and comforting atmosphere between doctors and patients naturally arose, and their eyes met.

One minute... two minutes... three minutes...

... Five minutes later.

"Yes, you blinked. Don't worry, if you cooperate with the treatment, I will cure you soon."

The piglets stared with bloodshot, dry, and sore eyes, their grief and indignation directed at the dedicated and patient doctor, conveying "the blessing of beauty."

Looking at those various colored potions—pink ones that made one shudder, green ones that made one panic, and blue ones that made one depressed—as they were brought to their mouths, the piglets let out hysterical screams and struggled with all four hooves.

They looked as if they had entered a slaughterhouse.

Meanwhile, inside the canteen, Jason heard the pitiful squeals of pigs, and his hand trembled, causing the spoon to fall into the bowl.

Gazing at the fragrant wheat porridge, Jason swallowed hard, then looked up at the stove with a broad smile.

However, just as Jason was about to speak, the gleaming cleaver that had slashed a third of the way into the cutting board, and the two cooks opposite him, surrounded by black mist and with piercing eyes, immediately sent a chill down the captain's spine. He cautiously shrank into a corner, not daring to utter a sound, staring at the soup bowl that rippled with the rocking of the ship, speechless and choked with emotion.

Two days! It's been two whole days!

Hurry up and finish this, buddy! People outside are waiting for you to come out and save them!

If you don't come out soon, we'll have to run inside to take refuge.

Ever since someone started building their nest on the ship, the food in the canteen has become either too salty or too bland, and the random Magic Potion, depending on the mood of that Queen of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, are randomly injected with souls.

Even some soups can cause diarrhea, which is a minor issue. The real danger lies in the numbness, confusion, sluggishness, and other side effects of porridge. People with weak immune systems have already been affected several times.

The cunning doctor also colluded with the two cooks to complete a self-sufficient loop, and the guys who were stuffed in became unfortunate pawns for both sides to test the drugs.

Although it could increase resistance to the side effects of the Magic Potion, they would rather fight the Persians to the death than experience the same thing twice—the repeated torment of their stomachs and bodies by both sides.

I can't live like this anymore, having to be on edge even to eat a meal!

Jason's eyes welled up with tears; he even seemed to miss the dangerous moments of battle and wished he could meet the Persians sooner.

Only then did he speak freely, and stop being tormented by these women.

Dude, I curse you with premature ejaculation! I curse you with impotence!

"Sizzle!"

Just as Jason was fuming, a piercing metallic clang came from a corner. The sharp noise almost pierced everyone's eardrums, causing the Argo Heroes to turn their heads.

"Big... Big Sister... what is this...?"

"I'm tired of eating fish every day. I need to go out and try something different."

Atalanta glanced at the captain indifferently, casually tossed the metal plate, which had been torn in half, onto the table, and turned to leave.

"What do you want to eat? We'll get supplies when we get ashore, and I'll have someone arrange it."

"Dog meat!"

The Huntress's oppressive aura and the murderous intent emanating from her brows sent a shiver down Jason. He hurriedly stepped aside, offering a moment of silence for the unfortunate watchdog.

"I can concoct some Magic Potion; one bottle will put it to sleep without pain."

"Me! Me! Me! I can cast a suppression spell! Or boil water, remove hair, insert spices... I can do anything!"

Queen of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss Medea Elysium suggested that a witch with bright, sparkling eyes, a hawk-like Witch, also excitedly joined the fray, grabbing a kitchen knife and giving chase.

These women are so ruthless!

As Jason watched the menacing procession heading off to seek revenge on Cerberus, he couldn't help but imagine a dog being cooked in a pot. He immediately shuddered and told his companions to keep their distance from the scene of the crime.

Now is not the time to be loyal; stay away from that guy, or you'll suffer.

"Woof! Awoof..."

However, after a whimper from a dog, came the clattering sound of a heavy object being dragged, along with a familiar female voice wailing and trembling.

At the same time, the ship seemed to be rocking even more violently.

What an animal!

Jason, inside the cafeteria, twitched his lips violently.

Clang...

At the same time, in the dimly lit medical room, a sudden tremor caused the doctor, who was preparing medicine at the table, to stop. He turned to look at the empty hourglass and casually lifted the small greenhouse covered by a black cloth next to him.

The snakes that were coiled inside had separated and were lazily curled up in their respective corners.

That's strange. The effects of the drug should have almost worn off by now. Did I miscalculate?

Sensing the violent shaking beneath his feet, the God of Healing frowned slightly, utterly perplexed.

Suddenly, Asclepius seemed to realize something. He paused for a moment, then glanced at the scene of the crime, shook his head meaningfully, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

Under the flickering, dim light, several naked heroes, bound to hospital beds like piglets, had empty, lifeless eyes and were foaming at the mouth, as if they had just suffered inhuman torture.

At that very moment, on the Viking Flagship following the Argo, the Queen of the Land of Shadows, gazing into the distance, turned her thorny spear and looked with interest at what lay behind her.

"Have you decided?"

"That's right! After this battle, you help me get this guy back from those Greek women, and you can do whatever you want with him afterwards!"

Skadi, listened to the lewd and obscene sounds carried by the sea breeze, her face darkening, and nodded without hesitation.

Scathach glanced down at the trembling thorny spear in her hand, a smile playing on her lips.

"Make a deal!"

"Take him away? Count me in! We're taking this foolish brother back to Northern Europe! Why should the King of Jotunheim be left in this wretched place like Greece!"

Horo, who had been listening to the commotion, came over while munching on an apple. She expressed her displeasure, made a proud declaration, and her face showed eagerness.

"Your Highness is an ally of the Father God, a guest of honor in Valhalla, and maintains the balance of the nine kingdoms. As your attendant Valkyrie, it is my duty to guide Your Highness back to the Golden Palace!"

Brunhilde, who was on patrol, could no longer suppress the sense of mission in his heart. He pressed his violently beating heart and pursed his lips to declare.

"Serving the Lord and seeking the hero is our destiny..."

"Exactly! The roasted lamb skewers that Lord Samael secretly gave me were the best, we can't leave them for the Greeks!"

Ortlinde and Hildr, who followed on either side, nodded in agreement.

"That's right, all the Valkyrie Skadi and welcome Her Highness back! Furthermore..."

At the back of the line, the composed blonde Thrud followed suit, but in an instant, the Valkyrie's expression shifted dramatically. She suddenly grabbed Hildr's pink rabbit ears and asked in a low voice.

"... When it was my turn to be on guard duty, no matter where I hid the sheep at home, they would always be stolen within a few days. Did you tell on me?"

"Thrud, no, no, no! Stop pulling, it hurts, it hurts..."

The pink-haired Valkyrie, who had inadvertently revealed evidence of her crime, wailed and covered her ears as she circled around Thrud.

Realizing that the blonde leader had really lost her temper, Hildr immediately and disloyally Lower Waters her sisters into the fray to share the burden.

"Ortlinde was also involved in this. I was only responsible for tipping them off. She drew the map!"

"..."

"Audreline, don't run! Explain yourself clearly and stop right there!"

Thrud, who had been punished repeatedly for failing to properly guard the ram, was now furious after finally catching the traitor among the sisters surrounding her. She grabbed Hildr's rabbit ears and chased after Ortlinde, who was trying to escape when things went wrong.

Immediately afterward, the three Valkyrie started arguing and fighting, and then gradually walked away.

Horo, Scathach, and Skadi, who had been silent just moments before, relaxed their backs and unconsciously licked their cherry lips.

Lamb skewers, oh, I really miss them...

The Gorgon Sisters

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