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The Golden Fleece is placed in a dense forest without heavy guards, because there is a more powerful guardian—a giant dragon.

If you only listen to Medea's words, "It's big. It's fierce." You won't feel that the dragon is threatening at all, only if you stand in front of it and look up, as if Standing in front of a mountain, you can't see the end, you only feel that the sky is covered, and you can understand that kind of horror.

In that plain, the gigantic body of the giant dragon occupies half of the plain, and the remaining half is where the Golden Fleece is placed.

She stood on a boulder and looked at the dragon, then turned to look at her husband.

He had a pair of almost black jewel-like eyes, from which she understood his intentions, so she nodded.

"You want to kill that dragon, don't you?"

The boy didn't speak.

"Because it hinders you, you want to kill it. Is that what men think? ... But it obviously hasn't attacked you yet."

The boy didn't speak, and Medea got all the answers she wanted from his sight and the frequency of his breathing, even if he started to restrain himself after knowing that his actions unconsciously exposed his thoughts .

She sighed slightly.

"I always feel like I'm going to end up with the same fate...but that's okay. Let's move on."

"To kill it?" the boy asked.

She shook her head.

"Do something similar but very different—you know, Sleep is the brother of Death."

Medea walked ahead alone. Compared with the giant dragon and the vast plain, her figure was small, but it couldn't be ignored.

Her steps were not loud, but very brisk, and did not deliberately eliminate the sense of presence. The giant dragon lay lazily on the ground, raised its eyelids and glanced at her, half-closed and drooped down, as if it didn't care that this little thing broke in. own territory.

But you should know that the moment you stand in front of it and stretch out your hand to the golden fleece, the dragon will enter into battle mode, its rage can tear the whole sky apart, and the flames it breathes can set the whole country on fire .

As Medea approached, her eyes were not on the golden fleece, which was not what she was looking for.

She put her hands on the dragon's body, and the dragon's skin felt a bit like thick, resilient tree bark, more like stone than animal fur.

Her hand was really too small and the strength was light, the dragon didn't respond to it. Medea gently pressed her forehead against his body and chanted some spells in a low voice.

Her voice was so low that even the boy behind her couldn't hear it, but it gradually reached the dragon's ears with the night wind, making its eyelids heavier and heavier.It's getting heavier and heavier.

The dragon's breathing gradually calmed down. His sulfurous breath originally burned the grass in front of him into a red-black rock block, but now the flames flowing on the rock block have also subsided.

He fell asleep, obviously so huge and so dangerous, but it gave people a feeling of serenity like a child.

Medea withdrew her hand and looked at it tenderly.

"It's been here for a long time," she said.Since the dragon was already asleep, it was only possible to speak to the captain behind him.

"Guarding the Golden Fleece is the only task given to it by the gods, so even if the country suffers turmoil, it will not dedicate its strength to it. To the gods, human beings are like leaves on the branches, even if they are swept away by the wind. , will grow again next spring."

"but I…"

A slight sigh escaped her lips.

"I have been in danger before, and I called for help, but I didn't expect anyone to save me. I fell from a height of several thousand meters, and everyone watched helplessly. Only it straightened up, caught me with the top of its head, and let me It slid along its back all the way to its tail, then wrapped its tail around my waist and put me on the ground."

"Its body is very hard, and it is no different from touching a rock. But it used its magic and made me slide all the way down like a big slide."

"Standing on the grass, I didn't feel any danger. I just thought I had a very pleasant dream. It was everyone's reaction afterwards that made me understand that I almost died."

she says.And from the boy's eyes, he knew that her feelings hadn't been conveyed to him at all.

Medea was a little puzzled that humans could not understand each other so much, but she still smiled—she loves him after all.

"I've talked too much." She lowered one hand to the side and picked up the golden fleece on the ground.

The golden fleece was huge and shone with a luxurious luster. She covered him with the fleece, hanging from his shoulders to his heels.Envelop him completely.

Seen from the back, the boy looked like a golden animal, just short of being pierced by a spear before it could be put on the altar and dedicated to the gods.

This attire is half ridiculous and half sacred.Medea looked him up and down, nodded in satisfaction, and took his hand.

The boy's hands were very cold, his fingers were like five thin iron rods, even if she held them, he had no intention of holding them back.

Medea exerted a little force, her soft skin stuck to his fingers for a long time, but it didn't warm him up.

"Let's go back," she said.

The way back is not more rugged than the way back, but because of the exhaustion of energy, it is more difficult than the way back.

Once Medea accidentally stepped on the ground and was about to fall, but the young man beside her caught her in time, helped her up, and tightened her hand, and then he led the way .

The young man is not indifferent. He also had a smile on his face when he treated the king before, but he always felt a vague sense of estrangement when he treated Medea.

He still doesn't know how to treat his wife.According to the opinion of the kitten in Medea, in his world, both of them are still in high school, and marriage is still too far away.

too far.

But when Medea stood beside the boat, she saw something imminent and had to face it now.

Behind her, the heroes surrounded the captain, and they took turns admiring the golden fleece on his back. Looking at the city-state in the distance, she saw thick black smoke rising from the direction of her original residence. An orange nub.

She put one finger lightly in front of her eyes, blocking the small piece.

She sighed slightly.

"I didn't know where I used to live, it was so embarrassing."

"excuse me."

She turned to look at them, and the heroes looked at her, and standing here Medea could feel, besides the waves of the sea, a certain vibration transmitted to the plank beneath her feet.

It was the vibration of footsteps as the army marched.

"Better set sail now," she said.

"My father has run out of patience."

"By the way, it's not so important, but do you love me?"

The boy nodded without any hesitation. If he is a serious person who understands the word love, he should be more cautious.

But it is enough for Medea to have this answer.

She sighed, closed her eyes and opened them again, and now she could see the light of the torches lit by the soldiers in front of the army during the night march.

From a distance, her eyes were sharper than the eagle's eyes due to the protection of magic, and she saw the arrival of leading the army to capture her. It was her elder brother who came from the same mother as her.

She loves her brother, but.but.There is a certain kind of love that is more sacred than that.more intense.

"Then I love you too." Medea said softly.