The people of Agra had little faith in Perseus's party. Many tried to stop them from setting out. To the common folk, offering up the princess was the best solution—no one would be harmed.
Sending out a party to find the Enchantress would surely anger the gods. By then, even sacrificing the princess might be useless.
Of course, as always, what the people thought did not matter in the slightest. No one could stop the King's will.
"Dammit, so it really is like this. Damned Zeus, damned Son of Zeus."
Hades watched the scene through Raven and could not help cursing. After some thought, He decided to stop the party. Naturally, He would not act personally. He had an excellent candidate: the husband of Perseus's biological mother.
Meanwhile, Andrew and Hermione had also returned to Agra. The two were keeping an eye on Perseus.
With the Old King's support, Perseus changed into leather armor and a leather skirt, with a sword nearly as long as his arm. He did not know whether he could save the princess or kill the Norse Sea Monster, but he would not retreat, because he wanted to defy the gods.
"Am I really Zeus's son?"
Perseus's eyes were filled with confusion. At that moment, a graceful figure appeared beside him and said softly, "You are indeed the Son of Zeus. I have been watching over you ever since the day you were born."
Perseus turned his head in astonishment. Looking at the beautiful woman before him, whose beauty was no less than the princess's, he asked, "Who are you?"
"I am Ling E."
Ling E said, "Zeus once courted me. When I refused, He cursed me with Immortality."
"Immortality counts as a curse?"
Perseus could not help commenting, and Hermione had the same thought. Countless