Chapter 49. Everyone's Happy Ending

I Will Eventually Embark on the Path of No Return Called a Hero - 49. Everyone's Happy Ending

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"Athena-sama, are you still out?"

After making fun of Medea, Cyd said loudly and turning his head away, looked towards the already cold Demon Dragon.

"Have you been able to detect the existence of me?" Athena's head stuck out from the giant dragon's head.

"No, I just think it's time for you to come," Cyd handed the Golden Fleece to Athena, "I've got the Golden Fleece, please give it to Artemis-sama."

"About this~" Athena walked out with a smile, "Artemis doesn't want Golden Fleece anymore."

"Eh~ it's rare for me to work so hard," Cyd grabbed the Golden Fleece and stuffed it back into his pocket.

"The gods have always been temperamental," Athena walked briskly to Cyd, "but the gods have always been rewarded and punished, and you have completed the trial very well, so this Golden Fleece is yours, do what you want with it."

"Ah~ I see," Cyd scratched his face.

"Then you just have to give this to Jason," Athena smiled and took out the Golden Fleece, which was indistinguishable from Cyd's pocket.

"Is this... a fake?" Cyd reached out and grabbed the Golden Fleece, feeling completely unable to tell the difference.

"No, it's true, but it's not what Jason deserves," Athena wagged her fingers.

"Totally...don't understand," Cyd shrugged.

"Go, Hero of Pure White, your trial is not over," Athena patted Cyd's shoulder.

"There are more impossibles waiting for you, and this dragon is just the beginning."

This is not... good news!

Cyd, who was in a panic about the future, touched The Argo, and then pulled out Jason, who was having a blast.

Cyd is happy with the fact that these guys don't have the heart to party in the city. If Jason gets assassinated, it will be really difficult for him.

"Your trial is over," Cyd wearily shoved the Golden Fleece into Jason's hands.

"How did you... do it?" Jason looked dull at the Golden Fleece with soft rays of light in his hands.

In less than a day, Cyd took the Golden Fleece from the dragon's nose by himself?

"It's all little things," Cyd patted Jason's shoulders. "You should get ready to leave, because when Aeëtes reacts, you probably won't be able to leave."

"You won't go back together?" Jason heard something.

"I'm not on your crew anymore, and someone has to stay, doesn't it?" Cyd spread his hands, "and I still have some unfinished business."

"You...I'll remember you!" Jason cautiously tucked Golden Fleece into his arms, "You're a true hero."

"It's time for you to go," Cyd's mouth twitched, and he rolled over and jumped off The Argo.

"I know...I believe you," Jason clenched his fists and walked to the heroes who were reveling around the campfire.

"Set sail!"

Jason took the Golden Fleece raised high out of his arms.

"It's time to put a perfect end to this journey!"

"Ohhhhh!!!"

Although I don't know how Jason got it, Yes! End is well, then everything is well!

After all, every second you stay here will have a probability of being killed by Aeëtes.

"It's finally over," Cyd relaxed, looking at the Argo gradually moving away.

"Do you think he will thank you?"

"Didn't I say? You will make your father suspicious. I don't want to destroy other people's family happiness," Cyd tilted his head and looked towards Medea in black robe.

"Then I'll run after you," Medea shrugged as if jokingly, but it wasn't a joke at all to see the package on her back.

"That can't be done," Cyd laughed and raised his left hand, "Maybe there's only Netherworld waiting for me in front of me, I don't want to hurt you."

"Then why can she! "Medea pointed at Medusa in dissatisfaction.

"Me? My reason is to protect him," Medusa pulled the black robe on her head, "And... Can you not dress like me."

Purple hair, loli, black robe are too repetitive!

"I'm trying to keep a low profile," Medea pulled on the black robe.

Not to test Cyd's hobbies!

After all, there may be no chance in a few years.

"You're not like us," Cyd raised his hand and put the Medea black robe over her head, "You have family, don't say you can abandon them, just because It's really sad to give up more than ten years of family love on a whim, isn't it?"

"It's not..." Medea lowered her head unwillingly, holding her hands tightly on her skirt corner, "On a whim."

"No way~ Hestia-sama will be unhappy~" Cyd pinched Medea's face.

"Hestia-sama doesn't care about these things," Medea glared at Cyd dissatisfied, "Anyway, if Golden Fleece is taken away, my family will definitely have problems, who can solve it? The one who took away Golden Fleece, the fleece hero?"

"As you said," Cyd took the Golden Fleece out of his pocket and handed it to Medea, "I'll fix it all."

"Didn't you need it!?" Medea resisted and didn't want to catch Golden Fleece.

"Yeah, I need it, and now's the time to use it," Cyd shoved the Golden Fleece into Medea's hand, "And that's a happy ending for everyone, Jason holding his Golden Fleece and the thing you want is on your way home, and your father has not lost the Golden Fleece, and no one will care about [the Golden Fleece that has been taken away] in the future, it's perfect, isn't it? But please conceal my existence, because it will be very troublesome."

"Then what did you get?" Medea looked towards the blood-colored crystal on Cyd's left wristband, "An inevitable death fight? Glory, wealth, woman, what you did should get it, but no one gave you it, you could have asked me for it, and I could have given you more, but you made me hide it."

"I didn't act for these in the first place, concealment is what I asked for from you," Cyd pointed to the lion's tooth necklace around his neck, "and this."

"You really are a stupid," Medea squeezed the Golden Fleece.

"Sometimes it's easier for idiots to live, and ~ it's also the privilege of idiots to get unexpected gains in the unconsciously," Cyd raised his left hand, and a transparent piece of white jade wristband appeared on the wrist. The crystal was silently filled with white, and after lifting the black robe on Medea's head, Cyd held up Medea's face, "And this is not suitable for you, the princess has to look like a princess."

"Anyway, I'm not a must to be a princess." Medea murmured softly.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing!"