"To be honest, I really didn't like you at first, but I've changed my mind about you now." As the submarine sailed into the new Nautilus, Shen Fei bid farewell to Jason and the others. At parting, he unusually spoke frankly to Jason.
"I know. Because of Medea, right?" Jason nodded. As the captain of the Argo, he was naturally no fool. From their previous interactions, he could easily tell Shen Fei's attitude.
"That's right. It was because of Medea." Shen Fei then briefly explained the situation of Medea from the Fifth Holy Grail War world.
"She was lucky." Rarely, Jason did not avoid Medea's name this time. Perhaps because he was about to leave, his body soon began to fade away.
"Come to think of it, Greek heroes always brought it upon themselves."
Watching Jason disappear, Shen Fei gently shook his head. The many tragedies of Greek heroes certainly had the gods as a cause, but the heroes themselves bore no small share of the blame.
Reckless audacity, fickleness, abandoning wives and children—those were traits shared by quite a few Greek heroes. Wasn't Jason's eventual fate the result of abandoning Medea?
Others even went so far as to steal the wives of gods. All he could say was that they truly were heroes with divine blood. Shen Fei himself might have been a womanizer, but he had never discarded the old for the new.
"Don't worry. Once everything is over, there'll be a chance for you to meet."
As Jason vanished, the others—Mandycard, Corday, Orion, Paris, Mochizuki Chiyome, and the rest—also disappeared one after another. Their earlier battle had been brutal. Mandycard's wooden sword and Orion's wooden club had both been broken. There had simply been too many enemies, and without wide-range mob-clearing skills, the expenditure had been enormous.