Shame,
It was truly too shameful!
Jason had a strong urge to stuff their mouths shut.
But unfortunately, his magical skills were not proficient enough to achieve that.
Compared to Jason covering his face with an expression of social death and wishing he were not alive,
more and more people showed looks of shock on their faces upon seeing that he did not deny it.
"Captain Jason, could you really be the one from the rumors..."
"That's right." Before Jason could respond, many of his senior brothers who knew the truth and had received invitations proudly raised their heads and replied, "It's him.
Our captain is that great hero who resounds throughout the world and is beloved by the gods!"
"So... it really wasn't Heracles?"
Hearing this, someone naturally asked in astonishment.
Although there were many of Jason's senior and junior brothers on the Argo,
it also gathered heroes from various parts of Greece.
"This really isn't him; it's Junior Brother Jason!"
"Hahaha, Heracles has truly complained to us a lot about this matter."
"The one dressed in white clothes, riding a sacred pegasus, and guided by wisdom—only Junior Brother Jason exists like that in the world!"
"Besides, to put it bluntly, Heracles doesn't resemble the great Lord Apollo at all, does he?"
Recalling Heracles' towering figure over two meters tall, and then looking at the fair-faced Jason before them,
many nodded, feeling that this statement had great persuasive power.
"If that's the case, then why does Captain Jason keep the name of Heracles..."
The follow-up question had not yet been finished.
"Stop, stop, stop; don't say it, please don't say it anymore!"
Seeing that they had gotten excited and showed no signs of ending the topic anytime soon, the somewhat frantic Jason hurriedly spoke up to interrupt. "It doesn't matter what my situation is; it's all fine anyway! ...Right, speaking of Senior Brother Heracles.
Where is Senior Brother Heracles? Why haven't I seen him?"
As he spoke, Jason looked around, trying to change the subject.
"He left."
Atalanta spoke up, answering Jason's question.
Under Jason's gaze, she continued, "About half a month ago, he said he received an oracle from the gods and had something he must do.
He asked me to apologize to you on his behalf before leaving ahead of time."
"I see... It seems a lot has happened during this time."
Jason said as he looked at the gradually gathering crowd.
He discovered that compared to when he had left that day, nearly half the people were missing!
"Some people left with Heracles, while others found their own destinations along the way and stayed in various places."
Theseus explained to Jason.
But the true situation was not as relaxed as Theseus described.
Jason had been gone for a month, and as the captain of the Argo and the soul of this Golden Fleece journey,
his unannounced departure naturally brought about many subsequent influences.
Especially after Heracles left, the Argo nearly faced the outcome of disbanding on the spot.
Fortunately, at the most critical moment, the centaur sage Chiron arrived here.
Listening to Theseus's words and scanning everyone present, Jason took a deep breath and suddenly bowed his head to them. "I'm sorry!"
"I am not a qualified captain and have not fulfilled the responsibilities I should bear!"
Seeing this, many people were stunned.
"Jason, don't say that. We all know you must have had more important things to finish..."
Theseus's words were interrupted by Jason once again midway.
"No, this is undoubtedly my fault. No matter what reasons I have, leaving midway without a word and leaving the responsibilities that should have been mine to you all,
and only returning now—that makes me a failure as a captain!"
After speaking, Jason bowed deeply once more to everyone present to express his apology.
Seeing this, everyone felt somewhat uncomfortable.
Especially now that they knew the white-clothed hero who shook the entire world and was favored by the gods was Jason—their captain.
Seeing him apologize like this made it even harder for them to bear.
Just as they all spoke up one after another, saying not to mind it and that Jason did not need to do this, and the noise grew chaotic,
"Accept it."
At that moment, Chiron's soft voice overpowered everyone.
As all eyes gathered on Chiron, they saw that although he was still smiling, his expression had also become serious. He said to everyone present, "You have the right to accept Jason's apology, no matter who he is!
As Jason said, he indeed did not fulfill his duties and let you down.
You must remember that a promise is worth a thousand gold.
Once you have promised something, you must complete it.
Even if there are a million reasons, failing to fulfill the responsibilities you should—that is a failure!"
Hearing Chiron's words, many fell silent.
The people on the ship were all proud sons of heaven, most of them famous figures in Greece.
Some were even princes and the like.
Thus, they had their own pride and found it hard to take in others' words.
But now, the one sincerely apologizing to them was that world-renowned white-clothed hero, regarded as a legendary figure by countless people.
The one teaching them was the centaur sage Chiron.
Therefore, they were indeed greatly shocked and moved, engraving all of this deeply in their hearts.
Atalanta said nothing, quietly watching everything before her.
Watching as these heroes, under Chiron's guidance and Jason's words and actions as an example, silently absorbed and pondered, unknowingly changing bit by bit.
Those emerald-green eyes finally settled on the apologizing Jason.
The corners of her mouth could not help but curve up slightly,
and a stunningly beautiful smile appeared on her face.
After some time,
the noisy scene gradually quieted down.
Many people gathered and left the deck, pulling aside some who knew the truth and excitedly inquiring about Jason's matters.
More precisely, about the legendary hero beloved by the gods.
Jason did not know when it was that his stories began to be sung by bards and spread widely throughout the world.
If he had to trace the reason... it was obviously inseparable from the gods!
Because of the tribute matter, they knew it so clearly.
Thus, even though Jason wanted to stop it, he was powerless.
After a while, everyone had left.
Jason originally wanted to say a few words to Chiron or Theseus, but he found they left quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the once lively deck had become deserted.
Leaving only Jason and Atalanta behind...
"Atalanta."
Jason came to the side of this beautiful huntress and softly called her name.
"Mm."
Atalanta replied calmly.
"I'm sorry; I didn't expect to be gone for so long..."
"It's fine." Atalanta said, "I was already mentally prepared... Did things go smoothly?"
"Somewhat smoothly." As he spoke, a smile appeared on Jason's face. "Queen Hera has finally agreed to set aside her prejudice against me... I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."
Hearing this, Atalanta paused slightly.
Then she looked at Jason with an extremely strange gaze.
"This can... Never mind; after all, it's you." Shaking her head, Atalanta said, "Nothing about you is strange enough... By the way, how did you manage it?"
In the end, Atalanta could not resist her curiosity.
Jason tilted his head, looking at the curious Atalanta, at her exquisite features and beautiful sacred azure eyes.
As he was drawn in and unable to look away, Jason casually replied, "Oh, nothing much. I just took a divine tool and stabbed my heart a few times, then was taken back to the underworld by my teacher for rescue.
Because of that, I even went down to the abyss of Tartarus once.
Finally, I went up to Mount Olympus again before there was a result."
Atalanta: ...?
Atalanta blinked, looking somewhat dazed at Jason. "What did you just say... Could you repeat that?"
Seeing this, Jason could not help but laugh.
As he repeated it, he even reached out to pinch Atalanta's cheek.
If it were in the past, Atalanta would definitely slap Jason's filthy hand away.
But now...
After her expression went through a very amusing series of changes, it finally turned into speechlessness and numbness.
"You..."
Her lips parted slightly, her eyes reflecting the visage of Jason before her.
Atalanta was silent for a long time, yet she did not know what to say about it.
In the end, it was Jason who took the initiative to change the subject.
"By the way, Atalanta, after this matter is over, would you be interested in coming with me to see my teacher?"
Looking at Atalanta with a hint of expectation, Jason said, "My teacher would definitely welcome you."
"Your teacher?... Which teacher?"
"Teacher Hecate."
"...The esteemed Goddess of the Crossroads, Goddess Hecate?" Atalanta's expression became strange again as she said to Jason, "If I remember correctly, she's in the underworld, right?"
"Yes, I also wanted to take you to meet big sister Persephone, brother-in-law Hades, and Cerberus... Mm, forget it; better not to meet Cerberus. I don't even know if she's come out of the abyss yet.
I'm afraid she'd chase me down and bite me."
Listening to Jason's rambling, Atalanta gradually came back to her senses and thought for a moment.
"Mm, sure."
"...Eh." Jason was stunned for a moment, looking at Atalanta. "You just... agreed?"
"Didn't you invite me?"
"No, that's the underworld!"
"I've seen you running off to the underworld every few days; it seems pretty easy... Actually, I've long wanted to go take a look and meet the esteemed Goddess Hecate."
Just as Atalanta finished speaking.
Bang...
There was a soft sound, and a moonstone fell beside Atalanta, who was clutching her head...
"Lady Artemis, I'm just going to take a look; I absolutely won't betray you. I'm nothing like Jason. I swear to you!"
Atalanta, clutching her head, hurriedly explained to the bright moon in the sky.
Seeing this, Jason had not even had time to gloat.
Bang, bang... bang bang bang bang!
One stone after another smashed down toward Jason.
At the same time, a dissatisfied cry echoed in Jason's ears.
"Hmph, I want to go too. Little Jason, why didn't you invite me? I want to go play too; I want to go. Why did you only invite little Atalanta? Little Jason, you're biased, biased!"
As she huffed and puffed, chunks of moonstone smashed down at Jason.
Faced with this, Jason did not dare dodge and could only endure it.
At the same time, he could not help but sigh inwardly.
Talking with Atalanta is truly risky; the whole time, she's being watched by Artemis...
And Lady Artemis, it's not that I didn't invite you; I truly don't dare!
If I invited you, the troublesome Hecate would definitely kick me out, and I wouldn't see her for a long time!
After being pelted with moonstones for a while, a small pile of shiny moonstones had accumulated beside Jason before it finally stopped.
After this disturbance, Jason had to give up on the idea of continuing to talk with Atalanta. The two prayed to Artemis once, collected the moonstones—this "gift" from the goddess—and then returned to the ship.
When the two entered the ship, they both let out a sigh of relief in unison.
Then they looked at each other and could not help but laugh.
"Speaking of which... we should be almost there, right?"
As if remembering something, Atalanta said to Jason.
"Yes, almost." Jason nodded. "I estimate we'll reach Colchis in a few more days... Sigh, just thinking about it gives me a headache."
Jason sighed. "This time, Teacher Hecate gave me a death order: to resolve the matter with senior sister and junior sister Medea. If I can't resolve it, she'll resolve me!
Sigh, it's hard to deal with..."
As Jason's words fell, Atalanta, who had been walking beside him, suddenly stopped.
"Senior sister and junior sister... Medea?"
Seizing the key point directly—and hearing this name for the first time—Atalanta repeated it to Jason.
Seeing this, Jason was stunned.
Then he instantly realized he had let it slip...
"Senior sister and junior sister... I think I've heard you mention it once."
Atalanta said, "You have a senior sister, and she's also your junior sister... But what does this have to do with our destination, Colchis?
If you can't resolve it, she'll resolve you... If I remember correctly, back on that island with only women, you said this Golden Fleece journey was a calamity you were fated to endure.
Wait, a calamity you were fated to endure... Your teacher wants you to resolve it yourself and insists you do...
And that inexplicable fear of women you have.
Hiding from women more than once.
At first, it was me, and that princess Io..."
As she spoke, Atalanta's eyes narrowed slightly.
Especially looking at Jason before her, and seeing him grow calmer and calmer as he heard her words...
"Based on my understanding of you, the calmer you act, the more guilty you feel inside!"
Atalanta stopped walking.
She crossed her arms over her chest, her sacred azure eyes silently fixed on Jason.
This time, Atalanta was unusually firm.
"Speak." Atalanta continued, "At this point, you should tell me about it. That fated calamity of yours... what exactly is it?"
"Um... what if I don't say?"
Jason probed Atalanta tentatively.
In response, Atalanta said nothing more and turned to leave.
"Wait, I'll say it, I'll say it!"
Jason grabbed her, looking very helpless on his face.
Then, hesitantly, he told Atalanta about his own... or rather, the destined fate of Jason as he knew it.
After Jason finished, Atalanta sorted it out.
"So, that senior sister and junior sister of yours is your fated wife?"
Damn it, I said so much, and that's the only thing you remembered!
"It was the original fate." Jason defended.
"And now?"
"The eldest brother is like a father; one must not bully their elder brother!" Jason replied righteously.
Atalanta said nothing, quietly looking at Jason.
Helpless, Jason had to say, "Don't look at me like that; I really do think that way. But... my dear junior sister doesn't seem to think so.
She wants to ride her brother and destroy the elder!"
"...You're not entirely against it."
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Atalanta, who had been silently watching Jason for a long time, suddenly said, "Your current reaction is completely different from when you faced Io back then."
"I guess what you're resisting is your fate, but in your heart, you don't reject that senior sister and junior sister of yours, right?"
Jason was stunned for a moment before subconsciously replying, "How did you know..."
"Of course." Atalanta said, "I've been watching you... ever since we first met, I've been watching you."
Hearing this, Jason's mind instantly recalled the scene of their first meeting, and looking at Atalanta before him.
"Speaking of which, it's been a long time."
"Yes." Atalanta nodded. "It really has been a while..."
As she said this, Atalanta walked past Jason, as if nothing had just happened. "Go rest... After going through so much, you must be tired."
Jason watched Atalanta leave, and only after she disappeared from sight.
"Argo."
"Yes, Master."
Responding to Jason's call, the spirit of the Argo appeared beside him.
"You saw all that?"
"I'm sorry, Master; I didn't mean to peep, but... this is inside my body." The ship spirit explained to Jason with a hint of grievance.
Jason was speechless and said, "I'm not blaming you... I'm asking you, my friend and my sister seem to be about to have a conflict. As the person involved, how should I resolve it?
Should I help, or just run away?"
"I'm sorry, Master; I have no friends and no sister. I only have you, Master." The ship spirit replied instantly.
Jason rolled his eyes at the ship spirit.
Then he thought for a moment...
Tch, what's there to fear.
I've weathered great storms; how could I be afraid of this!
Thinking this way, Jason suddenly felt much calmer.
He then returned to his room.
When he returned to his room and the lights were on inside.
Bang—
With a soft sound, the door behind him closed automatically.
Jason was stunned, sweeping his gaze toward the door. Just as he wondered why the door had closed on its own...
Wait, did I just see something incredible?
As he thought this, his body reacted naturally, and he whipped his head around.
Immediately, a scene that made Jason's entire body stiffen appeared before his eyes.
At this moment, lying on his bed was someone he was not at all unfamiliar with.
No, it was a goddess!
Hugging his pillow, silver threads scattered across the white bedsheets.
That peerlessly beautiful face was buried in the pillow she held in her arms.
On her quietly sleeping cheeks was a sweet smile, as if she were having a beautiful dream.
"Ath..."
Jason nearly cried out, but with his quickest reaction, he slapped his own face with a smack to shut himself up!
So now, the question arises.
Question!
Upon returning home, you discover a goddess seemingly asleep on your bed.
What to do!
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