The black sphere broke apart. Russell stood within it, with Perseus floating behind him in Winged Shoes, Andromeda cradled in his arms like a princess.
This way of holding her suited a princess's status quite well.
Russell raised a hand and flicked the white chain, tossing Medusa, coiled up like a ball, back into the sea.
Splat!
Having forgotten that the seawater below had evaporated, Medusa landed face-first and was knocked senseless.
Once she recovered, she shot Russell a teeth-gritting glare, swished her long snake tail, and swiftly drilled into the seawall, vanishing from sight.
"Thank you. Thank you for saving me again."
Enveloped by two strong, sturdy arms, Andromeda could smell an intense masculine scent with every breath, making her face flush crimson.
"Hehehe..."
Perseus found the princess soft and comfortable to hold. Hearing that, he could not help revealing an "honest" grin.
Russell shook his head slightly and kindly gave him an assist. "Perseus, have you figured out that question yet? There's only one truth, and you still haven't given me an answer."
Perseus immediately frowned. What to eat for dinner was truly too difficult a question.
That frown greatly increased Andromeda's favor toward him. In her eyes, he now had the air of a wise man with deep thoughts.
Thinking of how she and her father had judged him before, Andromeda secretly shook her head. She had misjudged him. Perseus was actually very smart, the sort who seemed foolish but was truly wise.
"Perseus, I still want to thank—"
"Shut up. Don't interrupt my thinking."
"O-okay."
Russell: (_)
He did not know how to comment on it. Someone like Perseus was destined to stay single.
If he wanted to win the princess's heart, he could. In another decade or so, the princess would understand how good he