Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 522

After all the deception and empty promises, Perseus soon became confused and agreed without hesitation.

Acrisius prepared a large ship and enough supplies for Perseus to sail at sea for three years.

However, he thoughtfully used food that was more easily perishable. Within three months, all the food in the warehouse would have been rotten.

Although he didn't expect Perseus to die of hunger, he still spared no effort to make things difficult for Perseus.

As for the workmanship of the boat, he did not do anything about it, as it would be too obvious.

But when Acrisius was preparing Perseus' voyage, what was quite surprising was that Danaë did not seem to want to interfere at all.

She should have seen it all, and could have reminded or taught Perseus many things to pay attention to, but she didn't say anything.

He just watched silently as Acrisius fiddled with some details, and that silent look hurt Acrisius deeply.

Because he saw a bit of contempt in this silent expression.

Just like a standing statue, it looked down upon the bustling crowd beneath its feet equally and silently, with indifference and deep, deep contempt.

There was no intention to stop Acrisius' actions, as if no matter what he did, it would be in vain.

This look made Acrisius angry. She should be anxious and busy.

Even if it was a strong force that was tit-for-tat with him, or continuous attacks, that would make Acrisius want to work harder.

But what's going on now? What's that expression?! Does he think he can beat him by doing nothing?!

Feeling greatly humiliated, Acrisius's already limited rationality was even lower.

Everything was out of his control, his daughter no longer cared to pretend, and he himself was ignored, all of this angered Acrisius.

On the day Perseus set sail, Acrisius and Danae came to see him off.

Acrisius had cold eyes and looked at Perseus as if he were a dead man, which made Perseus a little puzzled, but he didn't think much about it.

I just thought that my grandfather was in a bad mood, so I hugged him warmly and tried to comfort him with my enthusiasm.

This action made Acrisius look even uglier, and he felt that Perseus was also humiliating him.

As for Danaë, she did not have any other expression, neither worry nor reluctance, she was so calm that she did not look like a mother at all.

However, Perseus had long been accustomed to this. His mother only showed a different change when talking about his father. At other times she remained calm.

"Mother, I will be back soon!"

Perseus was full of fighting spirit and did not seem to take this journey seriously at all.

Danaë smiled slightly, glanced at Perseus, but her eyes drifted behind him and she finally gave a warning.

"Perseus, you are going out alone this time, and there is no one to take care of you, so you should listen more to your first mate at sea. He has more experience than you."

Eros, who was standing behind Perseus, lightly raised the pirate hat on his head and exchanged glances with Danaë.

Perseus turned his head and looked at the first mate behind him with some confusion.

Although I don’t know him, he seems familiar. He should be the person arranged by my grandfather, right?

Acrisius narrowed his eyes slightly. Who is this? He didn't remember such a person among the people he had arranged.

But he soon felt relieved. It seemed that Danaë was not unresponsive. In fact, she still arranged people to follow Perseus.

But it doesn't matter, he's just an ordinary person, nothing to be afraid of.

Everyone present, except Danaë, could only see an inconspicuous person with slightly strange attire.

Perseus agreed to Danae's words and promised again and again that he would listen to his first mate's advice. Then, with the people bidding him farewell, Perseus set off on his journey with great pride.

After the city of Argos gradually disappeared from sight, Perseus turned back reluctantly.

Looking at the endless sea in front of him, Perseus felt a great sense of pride in his heart and said.

"First mate, where are we going now?"

Perseus, who had never been out of the house by himself, instantly revealed his silly nature.

Eros looked at him in return and asked back.

"You are the captain, don't you have the final say on where to go?"

"oh oh."

Perseus suddenly realized, waved his hand and gave an order.

"Let's go! To Keto's lair!"

But after he gave the order, the sailors on the ship still did not move, and the first mate in front of him did not show any expression.

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"Where's the chart? Where's the location? You mentioned Keto's lair, but who knows where Keto's lair is?"

Eros rolled his eyes. This kid dared to order him around. He really didn't know his place.

Do you know who is the boss on this ship?
"Eh? Didn't grandpa give you a sea chart?"

Perseus scratched his head.

"Hmm? Didn't he give you the chart? You're the captain?"

The two men stared at each other, gradually realizing that they seemed to be unable to find a target in this vast ocean.

"Well... so what should we do now?"

"I'm asking you. You're the captain. We'll go wherever you say."

Perseus, who made his own decision for the first time in his life, was a little confused and didn't know what choice to make.

It's like a child who has broken away from the wings of his parents and elders and started to explore the world independently. This boundless ocean and world are just too vast.

After some thought, Perseus made a decision.

"Now that things have come to this, let's go to Ethiopia first!"

"Are we going to Ethiopia first to gather intelligence and look for clues about the sea monster? You are worthy of being the captain."

Eros' boasting made Perseus blush a little. He actually just wanted to go to Ethiopia to find Andromeda first.

But since Eros said so, he could only straighten his chest and look like that was the case.

Well, yes, Andromeda is so smart, she can definitely give him the right advice, and his ship is just lacking such a wise man.

Thinking of this, Perseus was no longer ashamed or blushing. He straightened his back and puffed out his chest.

Yes, these were all wise decisions made by him, not a manifestation of giving up thinking and following instinct.

At this point, Perseus unexpectedly inherited Eros' need for an external brain.

But he was not as shameless as Eros, and was not very willing to accept this fact.

"Let's go! Destination Ethiopia!"

(End of this chapter)