"Why do you not kneel upon seeing this king?"
It was probably the courage granted by Queen Hera beside him.
Even though Pelias was slightly intimidated by the Jason before him, he quickly regained his composure.
"All the people present can kneel to you, but only I cannot."
Jason gazed at Pelias and said faintly, "My uncle Pelias, am I right?"
The word "uncle" caused everyone who had been about to scold Jason for his insolence to freeze in place.
"I am the child of the great Goddess Hecate, the disciple of the centaur sage Chiron, Jason, and at the sa ti..."
As Jason spoke, he swept his gaze over everyone present and continued, "I am also the son of Aeson, Diodes!"
The mont "son of Aeson" was uttered, the puzzled crowd imdiately erupted into an uproar.
"Now that I have returned... my uncle, should you not return the throne that originally belonged to ?"
In response to Jason's words, Pelias instinctively glanced toward Queen Hera.
This was keenly noticed by Jason.
Jason's eyes narrowed slightly.
However, he did not deliberately look toward that golden-haired, unnad goddess.
The next second, before Pelias could reply.
"But in truth, I did not co for the throne, as I have no interest in it whatsoever."
"What?!" Pelias suddenly raised his head to look at Jason.
Hera looked over in surprise as well.
The people around them did the sa.
"I swear by the great Olympian gods that I, Jason, disciple of Goddess Hecate, have no desire whatsoever for the throne of Iolcus. I personally did not co for the throne, but... I have also co for the throne."
Having sworn directly to the gods to prove his innocence, Jason continued to Pelias, "Because this throne belongs to my father, Aeson.
Uncle Pelias, you coveted the rights of the throne and usurped my father's kingship. Now that I have returned, I naturally co to seek justice for my father!"
In terms of speaking skills, Jason had already proven himself many tis.
This mont was no exception.
Through Pelias's reaction, Jason keenly sensed the presence of a god among those present.
Jason was not entirely sure who it was, but it did not matter.
After all, dealing with gods was sothing Jason was very experienced with.
Thus, at this mont, Jason uttered these words.
With a righteous stance confronting the usurper Pelias, in just a few short sentences, he positioned himself firmly on the side of absolute reason.
In that instant, not only Pelias and the people around him were stunned.
Even Queen Hera was stunned. As she looked at Jason, her eyes were filled with disbelief.
Because this was no lie, after all, Jason had sworn by the gods.
He had co here to seek justice for his father... Facing Jason, who spoke to Pelias with such seriousness.
Looking at Jason, illuminated by the sunlight at that mont, appearing so radiant, with eyes so clear and beautiful.
Even Hera found herself montarily captivated by him.
But soon Hera snapped back to her senses. Then, gritting her teeth, she looked at Jason, her eyes filled with jealous hatred.
Because Jason did not belong to her... The one who should have belonged to her, this radiant Jason, had been snatched away by that little bitch Hecate!
While Hera cast jealous glances at Jason, he sensed them... Jason was quite sensitive to such malicious gazes.
But Jason showed no reaction, as if he had not noticed at all.
In his heart, though...
Holy crap, it's actually Hera!
My Athena, have you not returned yet? How did you let Hera co here!
The words he had just spoken were flawless.
If it had been Athena or other gods, the gaze cast would surely be one of admiration and affection.
Only Hera would cast a gaze of resentnt...
"... It seems the legendary centaur sage Chiron raised you well, my nephew."
Pelias cald himself down. After all, he had been king for over twenty years.
"Back then, because my brother was bedridden with illness, I governed the country in his place for several years. Now that you have returned, I should indeed hand the throne back to you.
But my nephew, what virtue do you possess to inherit the throne? Even if you are my brother's child, no one in the entire kingdom recognizes you at this mont.
Even if you inherit the throne like this, how many people would submit to you!"
After Pelias finished speaking, he pretended to ponder for a while, then said to Jason, "How about this, nephew? You know the story of the Golden Fleece, right? In the distant Kingdom of Colchis, there exists a priceless treasure, the Golden Fleece.
Countless self-proclaid heroes have died for it, and none have succeeded.
However, child, if you can retrieve the Golden Fleece, I will gladly offer up this sacred throne and return it to you!"
After Pelias spoke, he looked at Jason nervously.
The matter of the Golden Fleece had been told to him by Hera, and Hera had assured him that as long as Jason set foot on the path to the Golden Fleece, he would surely have no return!
Jason did not know about the conversation between Pelias and Hera.
But after realizing that the goddess was Hera, Jason imdiately understood that the road to the Golden Fleece would be fraught with extre dangers!
Therefore...
"I understand, Uncle Pelias."
Jason replied calmly.
"Although I personally have no interest in the throne, if this can seek justice for my father the king and return the throne to him, I have no complaints... However, I have one condition that I hope Uncle Pelias can promise.
Before I return, you must swear to the gods that you will absolutely not harm my father and mother!"
Jason's heart wanted to resist.
But he could not...
Because this was his ga with Athena's sword.
Typhon's blood of destruction, Athena's cursed blood, the god-slaying sword, the tribute offered to Athena, and the conflict with Queen Hera.
All of these would appear on the road to the Golden Fleece!
Jason naturally understood this, so he knew just how terrifying a ordeal the path to the Golden Fleece would be.
And in Jason's survival manual, if one encounters trouble, especially unavoidable trouble, then resolve it with the montum of thunder!
Because facing such trouble, any delay or fluke ntality would only make the trouble more complex and more terrifying!
Jason's response surprised everyone present.
At the sa ti, it moved everyone present!
Because from these words, they concluded that Jason was willing to challenge the impossible for his father's sake.
What a noble quality that was!
In that instant, even Hera's heart was touched.
But it was only for an instant.
After all, the more outstanding Jason appeared, the less Hera could accept it!
But fortunately, at present, this was not enough to drive her mad, because...
Hmph, although he is just a lowly, inferior human... barely better than the average person, but compared to my child, he is still far inferior!
Recalling that masked, white-clothed hero Heracles, Hera's mood instantly improved quite a bit.
However...
Speaking of which, that child Heracles, I wonder where he is now...
As Hera thought this, she subconsciously glanced at Jason a few more tis.
The sa golden hair, erald eyes.
The sa clear, untainted eyes that easily drew people in...
...
...
What kind of feeling is it to be about to et one's parents... but not truly one's parents?
In the Kingdom of Iolcus, outside a relatively secluded and quiet hut.
Jason paced outside, unable to enter for a long ti.
Even though he had already prepared himself ntally, even though he knew they probably would not notice, after all, decades had passed.
But at this mont, Jason still felt timid.
And all of this was seen by Hera, who was silently observing from the side.
When she saw Jason hesitating and helpless as he paced outside the hut...
"What are you doing?"
Jason turned around and saw a silver-haired old woman appear in his line of sight.
Jason was slightly stunned for a mont.
"I am hesitating, whether I should go in to see my parents... I am a bit afraid."
"Afraid?"
"Yes." Jason nodded and said, "I am very afraid. When they discover that their child has beco different, what... will their reaction be?
Will they accept ?
And I... can I accept them?"
These words, probably no one could truly understand.
Even if Hecate were here, it would be the sa.
Because he was Jason, but at the sa ti, he was not Jason.
One cannot lie to gods.
At this mont, the gaze Jason revealed was one of confusion and helplessness.
Hera looked at such a Jason. She had originally wanted to co out and mock him, saying that Jason did not even have the courage to return ho. But in this instant, as she looked at Jason in this state...
"In this world, there is no such thing as parents who do not love their own child. Child, there is no need for you to be so confused and afraid. You must believe in your parents. They have always been waiting for you at ho, no matter what you have beco!"
... If Goddess Hephaestus were fortunate enough to hear these words, who knows what expression she would make.
In response to her comfort, Jason rely smiled lightly and did not reply.
"Thank you, old woman... Yes, waiting any longer will yield no result." Jason took a deep breath. After bidding her farewell, he turned and walked toward the wooden hut.
Hera watched his departing back, watched as he knocked on the door.
Hera could not help but fall silent...
"What am I doing!"
Hera said through gritted teeth.
Then she turned and left this place.
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