I am a master, I have the final say

But Hercules is well-informed. According to him, Colkis was connected to the Hades a long time ago. It was the territory of night elves. They would arrest humans and raise them as slaves. Hades closed and all the night elves on the ground disappeared, but they and the offspring born of humans survived, and after continuous reproduction, they eventually became the Korkis today.

Because night elves are good at magic and witchcraft, and the Korkis have some blood of night elves, so people in this group...especially women, have higher magical skills than ordinary people. At the same time, in appearance, they There are also traces of night elves, with a pair of pointed ears.

Most of the warriors on the Argo ship looked down on the Colchis. In their impression, this was an uncivilized poor country, but after all, it was one of the birthplaces of magic. For this magical power, some people Still worried.

So after docking, they detoured the boat to hide in the forest, and then turned into the city.

Along the road, Baicheng saw a lot of cowhide bags hanging on some big trees. These cowhide bags were all tied up with iron chains. They were bulging inside. It could be vaguely seen that they were of human size. Many warriors were curious about this. Atta is no exception.

"Is it a corpse inside?" Atta asked suspiciously.

Hercules replied: "This is the burial tradition of the Corkis. Because the night elves are a race formed after the fall of the elves, they are not accepted by the primitive elves, but they themselves still yearn for nature and feel that they are buried in the big after death. The tree just returns to nature and can become an elf again in the next life, and the Kolkis continue this tradition.

"You know a lot?" Baicheng looked at him in wonder. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would absolutely not believe that Basaka, who could not even speak, only knew how to hack and hack was so knowledgeable.

Hercules scratched his head and smirked: "I was ignorant and reckless when I was a child, and did a lot of wrong things. Later, in order to prevent me from committing more sins when I grew up, my father specially found a knowledgeable teacher to teach me. , So I know something... and the goddess Athena also said that knowledge is power. If possible, I hope to become a wise man in the future."

You are a great Hercules, but you want to be a wise man?

Baicheng felt that his Three Views had been impacted again, but, "That's right, after all, studying medicine can't save the world."

Even Lu Xun mostly chose to abandon medicine and go to literature, so what's wrong with Hercules's desire to abandon martial arts?

"Very good ideal, I hope you can succeed."

...

After entering the city, everyone was greeted warmly by the Colchis people. Only a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing and a team of hundreds appeared in the middle of the street and asked: "Are is ahead. Jason, the warrior of the ship?"

Jason stopped subconsciously and replied, "I am Jason."

"Jason, the grandson of Cretus?"

"Exactly." Jason raised his head proudly. He looked down on his father and felt too cowardly, but he was proud of his grandfather Kritus.

"Hahaha, it's really you." Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man quickly greeted him, patted Jason on the shoulder, and laughed, "I had a relationship with your grandfather back then. He was alive. Time has been very helpful to me. I have long heard that a warrior set off from the kingdom of Aorkas on the Argo ship. If he came to Colchis, I guessed it might be you."

"you are?"

"Eathes, King of Colchis." The middle-aged man introduced himself, and then pulled Jason and walked forward. "Your grandfather and I have a year-long friendship. You are his grandson. My son, you are a rare visitor, I must treat you well, hahahaha!"

Listening to this rough laughter, Jason was still a little confused. He had no idea that the other party had friendship with his grandfather, but he was overjoyed in a flash... In this way, wouldn't it be easier to obtain the Golden Fleece by himself!

In the rear, Bai Cheng also looked dazed.

What the hell?

Why is your relationship so good?Is this different from the legend?Is this Jason’s protagonist aura or the butterfly effect caused by his own chaos?

But even if there is a butterfly effect, it will only affect the future, the grandfather's matter... this is not a damn reverse cause and effect!

Uh!What reverse causality?

The unfamiliar term that suddenly popped out of his mind made Bai Cheng a little stunned, but he quickly threw it behind him, watching Jason and his future father-in-law hook up, as if he was about to sleep together. He felt sore.

Jason, do you want your protagonist's halo to be so hanging?

This mentally retarded king, wouldn't he really give him the Golden Fleece?

Damn, if you dare to give it away, then I can only turn into chaos and evil.

068 The Fake God

In the palace of Colchis, the king held a feast to entertain the warriors of the Argo ship.

The beautifully dressed dancers are dancing the traditional dance of Corkis in the center of the palace. Although the appearance of these dancers is not very good, they are of night elf blood, their bodies are extremely hot, and their pointed ears are even more impressive. It makes people feel a strange style. With their twists, the air is filled with fragrance, and many people are intoxicated.

The maids walked out from both sides of the palace from time to time, carrying fruits and all kinds of food to the table of the warriors. While enjoying singing and dancing, they did not get hungry. They were full of eyes and mouth.

Such a grand hospitality made Jason feel the king’s enthusiasm, and he was extremely happy, so he didn’t mention the golden fleece for the time being. Instead, he talked to the king about some past experiences and adventures during the journey. The king was amazed by it. , Sometimes applauded, the two talked very happily.

"Didn't you say that you want to suppress Jason's prestige, but it doesn't seem to work now." At the other side, Atta quietly said to Baicheng.

"Yes, he is in full swing now." Baicheng nodded.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Cold."

Baicheng ate the fruit as if he didn't care.

"Are you ready to give up?" Atta couldn't help looking at him more and asked curiously.

"You seem to be particularly interested in this matter? Do you and Jason have hatred?"

"No, but it's true that he was upset." Atta shook his head and said in a low voice, "Of course, I don't care about Jason's success or failure. I would like to know how you are in this situation. Take down Jason."

"Then I can only say a word to you."

"what?"

"Wait, and hope."

After speaking, Baicheng stopped paying attention to Ata and continued to eat.

Baicheng is actually not worried. Don’t look at the relationship between the king and Jason now, as if they are ready to engage in a relationship. After all, Jason is the grandson of his friend. It is only natural to treat him warmly, but the Golden Fleece belongs to Colkis. The treasure of the country, it symbolizes wealth and will, and is as important as a throne. Countless warriors have never been able to find it. How can such an important thing be easily given to others?

Unless the king of Colchis is really mentally retarded and has a spirit of self-sacrifice.

but……

Baicheng smiled slightly, waiting for the development of things.

After a while, when the singing and dancing were over, and when the dancers quietly withdrew, Jason couldn't hold back, and finally told his origin, "Dear king, when I was young, I was usurped by my uncle on the throne and left home in despair. Now I am persecuted and have to go through all kinds of hardships to come to Colchis. Only by obtaining the golden fleece can he regain the throne. I beg the king to have mercy. Can you give me the golden fleece?"

Upon hearing this, the king's smile stiffened on his face, but it disappeared for a moment, and he laughed loudly, "Nephew, I admire your frankness, but the Golden Fleece is the treasure of our country, how can it be easily spread? "

"But I really need it. Please also look at your friendship with my grandfather and help me. Jason is grateful."

The king frowned, and his eyes flashed with impatience. The atmosphere of singing and dancing became a bit quiet at this moment. Jason looked at him nervously, for fear that the other party would turn his face and refuse to recognize him.

Of course he also knows that this request is a bit big.

At this moment, there was a melodious music in the air. Everyone instinctively looked for her reputation, and saw a petite girl walked out on the left side of the palace... The girl's petite figure looked only fourteen or five years old. A purple blue hair, tied into a bunch and hung on her back waist, wearing a delicate hair crown, a silk-like purple short robe shows her noble status, the melodious music is coming from the magic wand in her hand .

The appearance of the young girl broke the silent and awkward atmosphere in the air, and everyone at the scene looked at her in surprise.

Then, the girl came to the king's side, her innocent and pretty face showed a bit of shyness, and she bowed slightly and said, "Father."