Dark Soul Moon

"..." Medea whispered something to him at this time, and Aeetes nodded slightly.

"Don't worry, hero Perseus," he said. "My daughter admires you very much, so I hope to see you in battle."

"Father is right." Medea continued.

There was an inexplicable light in her beautiful eyes, "I hope to witness your demeanor with my own eyes. Presumably the great hero Perseus would not refuse a small request from a teenage girl?"

After hearing Medea's last words, Ashes remained silent.

"..." Looking at the girl who had grown up, Ashes couldn't refuse, after all, he said at the beginning that if he met again, he would hand over other magic scrolls to her.

He didn't expect that the little girl he met at the beginning turned out to be the princess of Colchis, and even he had to lament the wonder of fate.

Atalanta's eyes moved between Perseus and Medea. According to her understanding of Perseus, the other party should have already refused at this time.

"I agree." Ashes nodded.

Hearing this, Atalanta opened her mouth slightly, looking very surprised.

"That's really great." Medea smiled slightly.

"Then please rest for a while, I have already arranged the accommodation."

Aeetes nodded in satisfaction.

…………

at night.

Ashes stood on the balcony, looking at the starry sky.

He stretched out his hand, and there was a scroll quietly lying on it, which was the magic scroll that Ashes had sorted out by himself.

In the endless reincarnation, Ashes also studied magic, trying to find a way to end the reincarnation, and the scroll in his hand is the result.

【Ash Scroll】

"Scroll of Nameless Ashes."

"The magic scroll written by the nameless ashes records a lot of magic."

"It is said that Ashes of the Nameless is both a fighter and a mage,"

"This scroll records his magic experience."

Stretch out your hand and stroke it carefully.

As if remembering something, he took out another blank scroll and prepared to write it down.

Because the magic scrolls he organized contained dark magic, which was obviously not suitable for Medea to learn, so Ashes decided to delete the content of dark magic, leaving only soul magic and crystallization magic.

He sat at the table and carefully copied the contents of the scroll.

At this moment, the door of his room was opened, and there were slight footsteps.

Ashes put down his pen and looked at the person who came. It was Medea, the princess of Colchis.

"Do you have anything to do, Medea?" Ashes asked, "If it's about magic, I'm sorting it out."

Medea folded her hands behind her back, and looked at Ashes with a sweet smile: "Perseus, we meet again after a long absence, can't we say something else?"

"..." Ashes was speechless, what could he say?The original agreement between him and Medea was that if they met again, he would teach Medea other magic.

But he didn't have that much time to teach Medea magic, so Ashes decided to record the magic he knew and give it to Medea to let her learn by herself.

Seeing that Ashes didn't speak, Medea's face puffed up slightly, and she stretched out a hand with a ring on it, and the pattern on the ring was like a young dragon.

It was the immature dragon emblem ring given by Ashes, which meant to tell Medea how long the road to magic research was.

"Don't you want to say something?" she asked.

Looking at the ring worn on the ring finger of his left hand, Ashes felt that this scene seemed familiar.

After thinking for a while, he shook his head, "I'm sorry, Medea, I don't understand what you want to do."

Medea's face froze. It was in vain that she endured the shyness of a girl and sneaked into a man's room at night. As a result, Perseus told him that he didn't know what to say next?

He has already shown the ring to him, doesn't Perseus understand what he wants?

Medea's face darkened.

At the beginning, she thought for a long time before deciding to wear this ring and accept the other party's wishes, but in the end...

Medea turned and ran out of the room angrily. Before she left, she glanced at Ashes with angry eyes: "Perseus, big liar, scum!"

After leaving these words, Medea left.

"?"

Ashes felt a little baffled, not knowing what Medea wanted to do.

He shook his head, and quickly returned to the work of transcribing the magic scroll.

Time is precious, and the stay in Colchis will not be long, for he is very familiar with dragon hunting, and it seems that he has killed many dragons before they become ashes without fire.

So this time hunting down the magic dragon that guards the golden fleece will not take long without any accidents.

Therefore, he needs to hurry up and finish transcribing the magic scroll, and hand it over to Medea before leaving.