Where You Came From, Go Back There (Moon Tickets, Please)

At this moment, Jason's heart was naturally filled with anger.

Before coming here, he had been brimming with confidence, believing that these people could never refuse his invitation. Now that he had been rejected without hesitation, how could Jason not be furious?

Just as Luo Zhen had said, ever since his life, Jason had been the captain of the Argo and the renowned leader of the Argo Heroes. None of the famous heroes in Greek Mythology had ever refused his invitation. Yet now, he had actually been rejected by several Servants. It was easy to imagine how humiliated and enraged he felt.

After all, Jason himself had no talent whatsoever. Though he was called the leader of the Argo Heroes, he was in truth nothing more than a petty man who only knew how to use others to achieve his goals.

This could be glimpsed from his attitude and the things he had done.

No matter how one looked at it, Medea's true name had been exposed by him at first sight. That could no longer be called carelessness—it was complete and utter stupidity.

In view of this, although he was called a hero, this prince of Thessalia had none of the bearing or ability a hero should possess. He had merely climbed to the status of a hero by taking advantage of others' power.

Naturally, such a Jason...

"Just a mere human, and he actually dares speak to me like that...!"

Jason was exceptionally furious at Luo Zhen's extremely sarcastic attitude.

What enraged him even more were those Servants.

"Are you really planning to refuse me?"

Jason shouted in exasperation.

"You should know that on this continent, my country is currently the only one capable of standing against that pack of mad dogs from Celtic. Neutral Servants like you