I Will Eventually Embark on a Road of No Return Called a Hero

The hero wins.

Just like countless lauded great deeds, trials that could not be completed today have been passed.

Jason, who stood naked in the countless broken bones, gasped and raised his fists to the sky, his sturdy body was covered in bruises.

Even though all the dragon teeth were in a state of collapse, the power was real, and that's why Jason fought a beautiful battle.

There was no invincible crush, there were countless moments of seemingly crisis, the people onlookers cheered countless times, and finally the hero named Jason won!

Even Aietes had to admit that Jason passed his trials as a hero.

Jason looked at Medea, who was sitting next to Aietes at the top.

Heroes love beauties since ancient times, and facing this petite and lovely princess Jason is also quite tempting. He is confident that this trial is enough to show his heroism, and no girl can compete.

[Why didn't you die? ]

Medea stared at Jason with extremely dark eyes.

As someone who knows the truth, she only thinks this trial is very boring, everything is expected by Sidika, everyone, even Jason has been deceived by Sidika, all the dangers are for the sake of including Jason didn't doubt the authenticity of this trial, and even more so that her father would not find fault with the Golden Fleece.

If it was in the past, she might have been really attracted by the hero who was cheered by people, but she knew the truth, and now she only finds it annoying to look at the hero below.

Because she lost the bet.

Maybe Medea's eyes were too dazzling. Jason lowered his head with a guilty conscience. Although he was a little fluttering just now, he still knew very well that he would not be able to get through the two cows without Siddija.

"It's okay Medea," Aietes patted the good daughter who had been staring at Jason fiercely, "I have nothing to say about this trial, but he won't even think about getting the golden fleece so easily. ."

"Huh?" Medea was stunned. Although she didn't want Jason to get the golden fleece, she wanted Siddigar to get the golden fleece. If something happened to her father, it would be bad. .

"It's true that the Golden Fleece already belongs to Jason, but that doesn't mean I'll give it to him. After all, it's something dedicated to Ares, the god of war. Does he want it? Go get it yourself," Aietes said. He spread his hands, "Since he can create two miracles, let's create a third one, called the miracle of defeating the dragon."

Medea was stunned, her father was still a rascal.

During Medea's sluggishness, Aietes stood up and declared Jason's victory, but Jason couldn't laugh when he said that Jason could go get the Golden Fleece himself at any time.

He wasn't the kind of guy who would get carried away and go stupid when he won, at least he wasn't like the sightseeing group that was already cheering.

Let him take it himself?

That tree with the golden fleece hanging on it is guarded by a dragon!

If he has the ability to take the golden fleece under the nose of the dragon, who will play the trial with you, just take it and go!

"That's it~"

Sitting on the top of the stone pillar, Siddija touched his chin and nodded.

"What about Siddigar?" Jason looked up at Siddija with a sullen face, "It's rare that you helped me through the trial."

"No, no, it's your smell that scares the calf. It's your hands that dismantle the dragon tooth soldiers. The scars you leave on your body are proof of the dangers you've experienced." Sidika waved her hand, "Yes. You passed the test."

Sidika's words moved Jason for a while. Compared with the group of melon-eating heroes, Sidika was more like his companion. For a time, he had a feeling that Hercules was still there.

"But even if we pass the test and we don't get the Golden Fleece, it still doesn't make any sense," Jason shook his head.

"Ah~ this has nothing to do with you. You only need to pass the test. How to get the golden fleece is not something you should worry about," Siddija jumped off the stone pillar and patted Jason's shoulder. , "Cheer, celebrate, and prepare to go back and get what you deserve. This is what a hero who has passed the trial should do. As for the golden fleece, I will get it for you."

"You want to get the Golden Fleece alone!? No way! That's a place guarded by the dragon!" Jason grabbed Siddigar's shoulder, "It's really impossible, let's go together!"

Are you still a little human?

"Don't worry~ I will definitely not fight the demon dragon hard, and everyone has their own trials that they have to go through. You have passed your own, now..." Sidika raised her left wrist and protected her. Thirteen transparent crystals on the wrist only light up three.

"It's time for me to live on my own."

Medea's room.

"So?" Medea, who was sitting on the bed with her chin up, looked at Hidega, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground. "What are you going to do?"

"Kill that dragon," Sidika tilted her head and raised a finger after thinking for a while.

"Boom——"

A palm-thick magic book smashed into Siddija's face.

Medusa, who was sitting on Siddigar's lap, pulled the black robe on her head. She could catch the magic book, but she felt that Siddija's head was a little awake now, and she might wake up if she was smashed.

"Are you awake?" Medea picked up another magic book.

"Yeah~ I seem to be invulnerable," Siddigar put the magic book aside, "but please don't use the magic circle that looks so dangerous at me."

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Medea waved her hand and scattered the magic circle, "That's a magic dragon, not on the same level as a fire bull."

"I know, but it's a pity," Siddija shrugged, "I seem to have the only way to kill it."

Medea squeezed the corners of her skirt, "You might die."

"Probably..." Siddija clenched her fists.

"You will go no matter what I say," Medea took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind.

"Well... first, let's say don't think about drugging me," Sidika moved back while holding Medusa, for fear that Medea suddenly took out a bottle of potion and poured it on his head.

"No way!" Medea stretched out her hand to Sidika angrily, "Do you have any materials, I will help you make props."

"In terms of materials..." Siddija touched his bag and took out a small leather bag, "How about an invulnerable lion's teeth?"