I'm putting on a vest

Now that you have said that, then even if you are trying to be brave, you have to do it to the end in one go.

The next journey passed as quickly as if driving at double speed. In her impression, she just got up every day, performed the necessary prayers, and then ate something casually. 90.00% of the food here was something she couldn’t eat. She is still a vegetarian until now, not so much because of her faith, but because of her picky eaters.

Occasionally, I will talk to Castor and Pollux. These two people have been called weirdos because they are too close to her, but they have this kind of personality in the first place, so it doesn't matter.

The husband doesn't talk to her very much, as if her existence is natural, a part of him, not surprising.Sometimes they encountered some merchant ships. If the merchant ships did not come from Greece and were far away from the nearest city-state at that time, they would start to loot.

During the looting, Medea sat in the cabin and watched, thinking that these people were boring to death.

Thinking this way, he finally returned to his hometown.

Finally, he returned to his hometown with honor. In fact, because the sailors recruited by the Argonaut came from all over the world, the crew gradually scattered during the return voyage.

When they said goodbye for some reason, they didn't shed tears like girls say goodbye to girls, but hugged each other, said some soothing words, and promised that the next time the captain came to his hometown, he would be well received.

Medea thought it would be good for someone to cry, and she cried when she said goodbye to Pollux, her tears streaming down, and Pollux gently picked them off with the point of his sword.

Her sword was so sharp, but it left no harm when it slashed Medea's cheek. Her tears flowed down the tip of the sword, and there was a cold light on it. Swipes off with his fingertips.

"Beautiful," Pollux said, reassuring her, "really beautiful."

The tacit understanding between the two brothers and sisters is very good. When someone hands them something, they will even reach out at the same time. If one person's name is called, the other person will respond.

Some people believe that twins are originally one, but were divided into two in the mother's womb when they were born, and that between him and her it seems that each has a scattered other half of the other.

Even so, of the two siblings, Medea is only closer to her younger sister Pollux.

Castor, more often he just stands there, and Medea stands on the other side.The coldness and pride on his face frightened her a little,

That kind of pride seems to be stinging.

In fact, it is true at this time.

Unlike Pollux, Castor's fingertips pierce the back of Medea's hand.On the superficial layer, bloody and esoteric symbols are engraved on it.

She looked down and felt that it was the image of a god that was completely different from the god she served. This symbol reminded her of thunder and sky, which were the power of the great god Zeus, the common father of Castor and Pollux .

She felt the pain, but sometimes she suffered many times more than that as a priest in the service of Hecate (who was never served by a gentle goddess).So she didn't struggle, just waited.

Castor withdrew his hand, blood dripped down his nails, and his fingertips hung down like a knife.

He stroked Medea's hair, like if Medea's brother was still alive, he would do the same to her.

"Go back," he said, "to your husband."

The rune was made of wounds, but it was gone the moment he withdrew his hand.

When Medea turned around, she saw the same smile on the corners of Pollux's and Castor's mouths, a slightly mysterious smile, as if they already knew a certain kind of comforting future.

Greece is no worse than Chalkis, but no better than Chalkis either.

Here she is treated with courtesy, not as a favored priest of the goddess, but as a guest.Jason's status was already embarrassing enough, and the king was not prepared to admit that he could inherit his throne if he got the Golden Fleece.The matter was dragged on and on, and the two of them were playing tricks. They obviously wanted to kill each other in their hearts, but they still kept calm on the face.

Oh, no, maybe her husband really didn't care too much, he was just waiting for the second trial given to him by the king, hoping to impress him with persistence, but Medea was already a little impatient.

She was a little uncomfortable with the attitude of the maids towards her, she had never been treated this way before.

But can that be regarded as being cold?Didn't they bow their heads respectfully to her when she walked by, and smeared her skin with balm, and smoked strange aroma on their hands?

Medea's original Colchis costumes have all been replaced.Her hair was pulled back like a married woman.When she met Jason's father, the old man looked her up and down with awe and unscrupulous eyes. He may have known what kind of sacrifice Medea made for Jason.

This was not because of cowardice and humiliation by fate, but a passive sacrifice. She slaughtered and chopped her brother up with her own hands as a sacrifice to the lamb of her love.

But no matter what, in order to thank her for saving her son, the old man still received her very friendly.Although Medea could see from his eyes that he didn't want to be his husband's wife.

But it doesn't matter.It doesn't matter.

Medea walked behind, while Jason was half a step ahead. When the two of them were walking in the palace, the maids would always whisper in the distance. When they were alone, everyone would come to say hello, but when they were together, they seemed to be in harmony. What does it show.

Showed the king and queen.In any case, Jason has the blood of the royal family, what if they have descendants, will the descendants be closer to the throne of this country than the descendants of Jason's uncle, the current king?

Everyone has tacitly agreed that it is impossible for Jason to obtain the throne.But not like this.thought Medea.

He had promised her that he would make her queen.Medea doesn't care about the honor of a queen.She was treated as a royal family in her original country, and if she married in the future, she would be treated as a queen.But now Jason agreed to her.He and she will be blessed by the whole country as lovers...

"Ah... what, what did you want to say to me just now?"

When her thoughts were interrupted, Medea looked up at her husband in a daze.What he just said, she was able to echo the tone of every word of him in her mind - how could she forget it, but it was like hearing a piece of music, and it was difficult to recognize the meaning.

She looked at him, expecting him to say it again, but he just fell silent for a while, and changed the subject in a complicated way.

His eyes looked at the floor beside Medea. The floor here is different from that of the Colchis Palace, because the terrain and stone materials of the two places are different. Just such a small detail has already made Medea Dia had cried many times at night.

The changes didn't stop there. In the past, there would always be a little creature curled up on the floor next to Medea, beautiful and smart. It ignored other people and just followed behind Medea.

"Where's your cat?"

he asks.

She was in a daze for a moment, and her fingers tightened slightly.

"You mean Ranbu..." She gave it a very strange name. If a ship sailed far away on the sea, until the place where the monsters inhabited in the Far East, they would hear similar names.

"Since I killed my brother." When Medea said this, she was as innocent as when she did it, because she knew that she did it out of love.

"Rampo hasn't appeared since I killed my brother, maybe it thinks it's a bit shameful."

Can a cat have a sense of shame?But Medea really believed so, maybe it was not just a cat in her mind.

He had seen a few times that Medea was very happy, and wanted to touch its fur with her lips, but stopped. It's the same as stopping by etiquette.

"What were you talking about?" Medea asked again.

Jason looked at her and repeated what he said before.

"My father is very old."

Medea nodded. When the old man said hello to her earlier, she felt the gentleness that age precipitated on him, and at the same time knew that this depressed old man would not be able to survive in this world for a long time.

"I think." He hesitated for a moment, and the slight hesitation was not so much because of his own decision, but rather hesitation about how to persuade Medea.

"I want to ask you to subtract some from my age and make my father young again."

"Kang Dang"

The bottle in Medea's hand fell to the ground.

How can this be... How old does Master Jason have to be to make such an old man return to youth?

Then how long can he stay with her?

Medea's face was ashen, she didn't know what other people did when they found out that their husband was very filial, but now she really wished that her husband's father had died before they arrived, just to prevent him from asking her This—what request would she not grant him?

Think about something.Think about something.It can not only satisfy his wish, but also solve everything now.

...fix everything now?

Medea's eyes were slightly distracted, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but pick up.

When a woman is cornered, she has her own way of finding a way out. She thinks of a good thing, and death follows her.

She had the rudiments of a plan in her head that would scare even the most vicious person in the world to their feet when they heard about it, but...but.Medea thought, this is what he deserves, he deserves it.

"Do you love me?"

asked Medea, as she had asked her brother before she killed him.

Just like that time, Jason nodded without hesitation.

She smiled.

"Very well, you prayed to me for a strange thing, to give some of my age to my father. I can't do this, and it's also forbidden by the gods. But... let me do something that is more suitable for you Wish thing."

Her eyes sparkle with the imaginary future

"Our love will rise in blood like the sun in the sky."