Facing the dragon before him, Jason began patiently tempting it with benefits.
"In fact, compared to the Colchis Kingdom, we can offer you far greater benefits. The Colchis Kingdom merely belongs to the descendants of a long-declined god, while I am the prince of Thessaly. My country is protected by the Olympian gods, who are at the height of their power. As long as you hand the Golden Fleece over to me, I can ascend the throne. Then, as the king of Thessaly, I can mobilize the strength of the entire nation to thank you. Whether it is fine food, treasures, or vast wealth, I can give it all to you."
That was right. Even in this era, rumors of dragons' greed for wealth had already spread far and wide.
Yet the dragon showed not the slightest interest in Jason's temptation.
"You expect me to betray the Colchis Kingdom for the benefits of mere mortals? Wishful thinking. As the dragon of the goddess Hecate, I have no need for such mortal benefits. Your so-called money and food are utterly useless to me. So, hand over the Golden Fleece."
The dragon's refusal was exceedingly decisive, sending a chill through Jason's heart.
Sure enough, divine beasts that belonged to gods were not so easily dealt with.
He hurriedly changed his approach. "Then what do you need? Divine artifacts? Or some heavenly treasure? As the ruler of a nation and a believer of the gods, I am willing to pray to the gods for all of it on your behalf."
However, the dragon merely snorted in disdain, seeming utterly contemptuous of the gods he worshipped.
"No, I need none of that. Or rather, what could the gods you believe in possibly give us? You should know that for the goddess of magic, who