Type-Moon Greece: I Really Don't Want to Become a Hero! Chapter 81: I'm Just Passing By, "Heracles"!

Under the moonlight, by the campfire.

Jason leaned against the crouched Pegasus, closing his eyes to rest.

Pondering how to deal with that Lamia, who had been cursed by Hera, transforming from a queen into a snake demon.

Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night... Jason didn't dare to sleep either!

Nearby, that eagle which might be Zeus in disguise, or even if not, was definitely sent by Zeus, was still resting on the tree.

Who knows what might happen if he really fell asleep!

But Jason was also afraid that if he kept not resting, the eagle might suddenly turn into Zeus and appear before him.

And with a kind face, gesture for him to lie down on his lap.

At this mont, Jason sowhat missed the goddesses... Anyone would do, co save !

Just as Jason was shouting this in his heart.

Whether it was his heartfelt wish that moved the heavens and earth... Of course, the goddesses did not co, but the snake demon did.

"Help, help!"

From afar, a cry for help suddenly ca.

Jason abruptly opened his eyes, stood up, and looked toward that village group migrating toward the Kingdom of Libya.

He then imdiately pulled out his caduceus, applied invisibility magic along with full-body reinforcent magic, and Jason hurriedly ran toward the village group.

It didn't take long before Jason saw the villagers with faces full of terror, scattering and fleeing in all directions.

And that female monster, half-human half-snake, illuminated by the campfire.

That was precisely Lamia, the forr queen of Libya, who had been cursed by Hera.

Relying on the invisibility magic, Jason ca to Lamia's side, and under the illumination of the flas, Jason also saw her appearance clearly.

If only looking at her upper body, she was undoubtedly an extrely alluring and beautiful golden-haired beauty, no wonder she had once possessed so many praises.

And at this mont, she was fighting against these young farrs in front of her, who were trembling with fear and holding up pitchforks and the like.

Under Jason's erald-green gaze, he discovered that Lamia's expression appeared extrely pained, and she was rely emitting intimidating screams at these people, rather than directly attacking and harming them.

Otherwise, with her long, colorful snake tail, a gentle sweep would probably easily kill off these commoners before her.

Just as Jason was pondering and observing.

Lamia's screams beca increasingly shrill, and her struggles beca increasingly weak.

Finally, her expression had completely turned into that of a "vengeful goddess," her eyes already blinded by hatred.

Unable to endure the tornt of the curse any longer, she prepared to tear apart everything before her!

But just as she let out a roar and swung her colorful tail, the invisible Jason easily blocked her tail with his caduceus.

Even because she had swung with too much force, the collision between the reinforced caduceus and the tail resulted in Lamia's painful groan.

"...Eh, what happened?" The people who had been saved by Jason, having survived the ordeal, were in a state of fear and surprise.

Because of the pain, Lamia, who was becoming increasingly irritable, in her shrill screams, brandished her slender claws.

Her completely bestialized eyes stared deadly at the commoners before her, and she swung toward them.

Seeing this, Jason had no choice but to dispel the invisibility magic, appearing before these people and Lamia.

After easily blocking Lamia's claws with the caduceus, under the shocked gazes of those behind him, Jason said faintly, "Stand back."

With that, Jason gently exerted force, causing Lamia to retreat several steps continuously.

"Who are you!"

Lamia widened her eyes, glaring angrily at the golden-haired, green-eyed Jason before her.

"Heracles." Then, in the eyes of those people he had saved, Jason replied righteously.

Yes, that's right, he was Heracles now.

As for Jason?

Who was that? Sorry, don't know him!

"Hera... Hera, Hera, Hera!!!"

What followed sowhat surprised Jason, but was also within expectations.

After hearing the two words "Hera," Lamia's expression gradually beca increasingly angry and berserk.

"My children, my children... Hera, I hate you, I hate you!"

Her face erupted with even stronger fury!

Then, under the illumination of the campfire, in the eyes of those hiding in the shadows, or those who had gone limp and were unable to flee.

There appeared a scene that existed only in the ballads sung by bards.

Only to see that son of a god, dressed in snow-white clothes, golden-haired and green-eyed, shining as brilliantly as the great god of light, Apollo.

He raised the sword in his hand high, fighting against Lamia, who had transford into a demon, protecting the people behind him.

He was so majestic, and his na was—"Heracles"!

This battle lasted for half an hour... but in reality, it had ended from the very beginning.

Lamia, who had turned from a queen into a monster, how could she possibly be a match for Jason now?

Therefore, if Jason wished, he could naturally easily slay Lamia.

But Jason naturally would not do so; after all, not far away, that "eagle" was watching, so Jason rely blocked.

What to do?

While blocking Lamia's attacks, Jason pondered this question, but even he could not think of a solution in a short ti.

At the sa ti, what puzzled Jason was that Zeus's attitude was also ambiguous.

After bringing him here, he rely watched from the side, without clearly indicating whether to kill or save...

However, as ti passed, the hatred in Lamia's eyes, and the influence of the curse, gradually eased.

So after a period of ti, she regained her consciousness and stopped her fierce attacks on Jason.

The stopped her, with a slightly dazed expression, looked at everything before her.

Looking at those people gazing at her with fearful eyes, and at this golden-haired, green-eyed hero before her, Lamia soon realized what had happened, and her expression turned from confusion to pain.

Finally, Lamia gratefully glanced at Jason, then turned around and quickly disappeared under the moonlight.

Jason watched her departing figure, remained silent for a while, then looked at the eagle seeing Lamia off, turned, and blew a whistle.

This summoned Pegasus, as if flying from the moonlight.

Under the admiring gazes of those behind him, Jason mounted Pegasus and chased in the direction Lamia had gone.