Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

Her Royal Highness is already completely immersed in her feelings.

It's over—it's hopeless.

Tired, destroy it!

...

Of course, neither Medea nor the maid knew that Rovi had not left the Colchis Kingdom, and he and Atalanta were still wandering in the country.

The noon sun was shining brightly among the fields outside the city, and the people working in the farmland faced the loess.

"Sir, do you really not think about staying? If you stay, I will make the decision and report to Her Royal Highness the Princess, and let her canonize you as the lord of this area..."

On the path at the edge of the field, Luo Wei couldn't help scratching his head as he watched the old man in front of him keep begging for himself.

I don't know what reaction he would get if he told him that he ran out of the palace?

Luo Wei couldn't help thinking.

During the few days when he left the Colchis palace, he was not in the city, but in the countryside outside the city.

Because of the previous high-handed rule of Aeetes, most of the young and middle-aged people in Colchis were arrested and served as coolies and slaves. Now, with the rise of Medea, everyone has been released and returned to the countryside.

The land cultivated by old people before has been deserted, and the young and middle-aged returned to face the desolation, and they are almost helpless.

In the age of walking with God, human beings do not have much knowledge, they can only rely on praying to God.

But gods don't always answer prayers.

And Luo Wei is here to teach them knowledge.

He told them how to organize the fields, how to comb the canals, and how to build waterwheels, which were obviously things that existed in Uruk thousands of years ago, but they are still very strange here.

As time passed, the farming business gradually developed from chaos to order.

But the old people here are still not satisfied.

They hope that Luo Wei can stay and lead them to a good harvest—in their view, the man in front of him has become the messenger of the earth.

Once you get it, you want more.

This is human nature.

Luo Wei naturally refused: "What I can teach, I have already taught you, and it is useless to stay."

"That's it..." Fortunately, Luo Wei only showed some knowledge and did not show direct mysterious power, so although the old man was a little disappointed, he still nodded: "Then I wish you a pleasant journey!"

I can only say that it's okay.

The harvest that needs to be paid has not yet reached the level that people are unwilling to let go.

Luo Wei smiled and looked at the returning figure of the old man.

Behind him, under the cover of dense trees, he recalled a crisp voice at the same time: "The work that can be done in an instant, but it takes so much effort, it's really boring!"

"That would be meaningless." Luo Wei looked sideways at the girl walking out of the shade.

Emerald green and withered yellow messy long hair is the same as before, the animal ears are beating slightly, and the expression on Atalanta's face is still feigned impatience. She embraces her hands, and stands upright with her delicate body wrapped in blue clothes The curvy buttocks covered by black extend out the slender legs, standing upright like a forest.

"Cub, do you know why I rejected Medea's words?"

"I... I don't know what you are thinking, no, what you think has nothing to do with me!" Atalanta's eyes were a little flustered, and in the next second, she seemed to react: "Wait, Who are you called, cub!?"

"Haven't you admitted it after so long?" Luo Wei squinted at the hand bitten by Atalanta.

He waited until the girl let go before he took out the golden fleece he got earlier and wiped it.

I have to say that this Greek treasure is very comfortable to clean.

"Hmph!" Atalanta bared her teeth.

But Luo Wei ignored her, but looked at the countryside in front of him, and said: "Because a hero who can only stay in one place and cannot give people happiness has no meaning in existence."

This is why he taught these people before him to reap a bountiful harvest with knowledge, rather than directly exercising the mystic.

In this way, even after they leave, they can rely on their own efforts to reap the fruits.

He will not stay in one place, nor can he stay in one place. A hero who has no fixed place should not only show his strength for a while.

"And in this way, I can stand on the moral high ground and beat up and scold those self-proclaimed heroes!" Luo Wei looked at the sea in the distance, as if he saw a sailboat in the middle of the tide. Approach: "I see those guys have been upset for a long time!"

Atalanta was silent.

She always felt that the following words were Luo Wei's main purpose.

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In fact, Atalanta really didn't think wrong.

After rejecting Medea's 'confession', the reason why Luo Wei still stayed in the Colchis Kingdom was that besides helping the common people here, he was indeed waiting for those guys to arrive.

"Boring, go on your own, I don't want to meet such a guy!" Thinking of some rumors he heard from Rowe recently, Atalanta also showed disgust in his eyes: "I'm waiting for you right here !"

"Then it's up to you!" Luo Wei smiled: "After all, the cub has grown up, and after all, he can't always follow me."

Without pausing, Atalanta opened her mouth and bit.

...

That is the day.

Argo, after going through ups and downs all the way, finally arrived at the destination.

A sailboat capable of carrying 50 people dropped anchor and docked on the coast of the Kingdom of Colchis.

The golden sands are churned with pale foam between the undulations of the sea.

"Aha, it's finally here!" On the bow of the ship, the blond young man looked up at the city-state ahead and let out a happy voice.

"start sailing--"

"It's already here, so what's the point of sailing?" The man who had already disembarked and stepped on the sand laughed.

"What do you know!" The man turned his head and yelled loudly, "What I'm raising is the sail of my soul."

"Golden Fleece, here I come!"

"This Jason has gone crazy again." The people below shouted: "Forget it, leave him alone."

"It is said that the Kingdom of Colchis is a very powerful country?"

"I don't know how many treasures, wine and beauties there are. Speaking of which, those women from the country on the island in front are really delicious. I must go to taste it on the return trip..."

"I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Also, after I get the Golden Fleece, I must go back and brag about it!"

Everyone laughed indifferently, their faces full of excitement.

It's like the front is not a large city-state, but an orchard for them to pick.

But among them, there was one person who remained silent all the time, and no matter what the others did, they would carefully avoid him, as if they were afraid of offending him.

This is a young man with a tough and handsome face, an extremely tall figure, and muscles all over his body agitating like marble sculptures.

He stood alone on the edge of the crowd, his eyes were deep, and he could not see the slightest expression fluctuation.

Hercules.

The son of Zeus, the strongest man on the Argo, has the power to fight god-level monsters. It can be said that he was the escort on the Argo's voyage.

He is feared by everyone just because of his noble and clean attitude that is incompatible with other heroes.

But Jason was not among those who were afraid.

Standing on the bow of the boat, the flirtatious blond man looked away from a distance, and happened to notice him. He was stunned for a moment, and immediately raised a rather hearty smile, and was about to jump down to communicate with him...

At the same time, the tall boy suddenly raised his head, as if sensing something, he looked towards the approaching land.

"Huh?" Hercules groaned.

Jason was also startled, he followed Hercules' gaze...

"Who are you?" Among the many 'heroes', some people had such doubts.

Looking at the figure slowly walking out of the woods by the beach, they were a little puzzled.

"Did you hear our name and come to welcome us?"

"I knew it, we've made a name for ourselves on the seas, the heroes of the Argonaut—"

"That kid, come, come, quickly take us to meet your king, then hand over the golden fleece, and present all the treasures and beauties!"

The heroes are still playing.

The people who came out of the forest just looked at them with a smile...then said slowly: "Is that you? The so-called 'heroes'?"

The head-on sea breeze blew the gray robe, and the handsome young man with black hair and black pupils stopped and stood.

Rowe, who had been waiting for the heroes of the Argonaut for some time, stared at them.

"That's right, that's right, it's us!"

The people on the Argonaut became even more ostentatious.

However, what awaited them was not a grand welcoming ceremony, nor was it the rich and beautiful women they longed for.

It was a burst of wanton ridicule: "Huh ha ha ha, is this the so-called hero? The ugly posture like a bug smelling rotten flesh is also worthy of being called a 'hero'?"

At this moment, 'Gilgamesh version of Lovi' reappears.

The 'heroes' were all stunned.

"You guy..."

"How dare you challenge us who are far away and across the oceans and obstacles?"

"Damn it, we must let him know how powerful we are!"

Everyone was shouting, but no one dared to really step forward. These demigod heroes are indeed rampant, but they are not stupid. Although the people who came here are arrogant, they also have a weird feeling, so what they want is to let others go up and test , Sit and collect all by yourself.

But such a gesture aroused even more ridicule from Luo Wei.

"Don't you dare to step forward? Smell the carrion bugs?" Luo Wei's eyes were sharp like a falcon soaring in the sky: "So, what courage do you have to call yourself a hero?"

"The country I arrived in has eliminated oppression and famine during this period of time, and people can live normally without being infested by disaster monsters."