Soon, deep furrows appeared behind the two divine oxen pulling the massive plow.
Then Jason scattered all the poison dragon teeth given by the King of Colchis into the furrows, as instructed.
And it was not even by his own hand.
"Cute little animals, as you can see, I am playing the seven-stringed lyre right now and cannot free my hands. Would you be willing to help me with a small favor?"
The white-robed youth, favored by the sunlight, sat upon the sun heavenly horse that had withdrawn its flames, holding the seven-stringed lyre bestowed by the god of light Apollo.
He spoke gently to the small animals that had come drawn by the sound of the lyre.
Thus, under the gaze of everyone around, birds, squirrels, and the like approached Jason's side, took away the poison teeth, and scattered them into the furrows.
And during this time, to thank them, Jason did not stop playing.
The power from the divine instrument, the seven-stringed lyre, also purified the filth on the poison teeth.
Naturally, it could not harm these helpful little animals in the slightest.
Such a scene actually went against what many people had anticipated in their hearts beforehand.
Including the wise centaur Chiron.
Even Chiron had initially thought that the upcoming battle should be filled with hot blood, showcasing overwhelming martial prowess, and with fists meeting flesh directly.
Even if it was not like that, it should at least involve a flash of brilliance from a thrown spear as he charged forward wielding a bronze staff.
But now...
Watching Jason, who sat upon the sun heavenly horse, playing beautiful music that immersed everyone in it, completing the trial.
Without shedding blood, without undergoing battle, and not even a drop of rain touching his robes.
An idea inevitably arose in everyone's heart.
So, trials could be passed like this?
So, battles could be fought like this?
A sense of absurdity floated in everyone's mind.
But at the same time...
"Elder brother, you are so handsome..."
Medea spoke, unable to hold back the sigh from her heart.
Her beautiful purple eyes, like crystals, stared straight at Jason in the distance.
Her gaze found it hard to leave him for even a moment.
"Goddess Clotho, Goddess Clotho, look! Elder brother is truly so amazing, so wonderful!"
Medea said to Clotho as if showing off something extraordinary.
The goddess of fate Clotho chuckled lightly and stroked her head.
Her beautiful eyes looked toward Jason.
At the same time, she recalled what she had seen and witnessed yesterday.
As the goddess of fate, she naturally knew about the events within those three minutes.
At the same time, she had naturally felt the towering rage of the goddess of wisdom Athena and her battle with Hecate.
In that battle lasting less than three minutes, if Hecate had not sensed the danger and pulled Athena into her long-prepared magical domain.
This Kingdom of Colchis would have long been destroyed under Athena's divine spear.
Therefore, Clotho was very clever and said not a word about the matter afterward.
She merely thought of the Jason she had seen yesterday, the Jason who had casually broken the situation created by Medea yesterday.
Breaking destiny itself.
Even though the main reason for that was still the opportunity Medea had provided.
But just as Medea had said at the time, she truly hoped from the bottom of her heart that Jason, her elder brother, could break free from destiny and walk even higher and farther.
At the same time, she hoped her golden arrow could strike Jason.
For this, Medea had not held back.
Looking at the scene presented before her eyes today.
After a long while, the goddess of fate Clotho could not help but nod and sigh, "Indeed, he is truly exceptionally outstanding... No wonder, truly no wonder.
No wonder so many people want to have him.
Hecate... she truly picked up a great bargain!
Athena and Queen Hera must be seething with jealousy in their hearts by now!"
As she spoke, she recalled yesterday's Athena and the incident in her memory where Hera had thundered in rage in the Olympian temple because of Jason.
Clotho's lips curved upward slightly.
And Medea's praise was hardly not the heartfelt sentiment of everyone present.
Although the scene unfolding before their eyes was completely different from what they had imagined.
In fact, many even found it absurd, but...
"So handsome."
"Yes, it really feels so handsome."
Even though they could not understand it or comprehend it.
But as long as they thought a little, imagining swapping places with Jason at this moment, placing themselves there and basking in the adoration of so many gazes.
Many people instantly felt themselves ignited!
"Teacher Chiron, Teacher Chiron, I want to learn this!"
Soon, a student excitedly came before Chiron, pointing at Jason below and saying to him.
"Yes, yes, I want to learn too!"
"Me too!"
Upon hearing this, Chiron saw their eyes sparkling one by one and naturally felt a headache coming on.
But coincidentally, he also wanted to say something about it, so after a light cough, he mildly scolded, "What you are saying reminds me of something.
To speak of it, when I was teaching Jason music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and various etiquettes, were you not there as well?
It was you yourselves who did not learn. During lessons, usually only Jason was present.
Even when you came over, it was usually to wait for him to finish class so he could cook for you, while you lazed around and slept nearby..."
"That is because at the time, Teacher, you did not tell us that these things could actually be used in battle, and moreover, in such a handsome way!"
"Exactly, exactly. After seeing Junior Brother Jason's battle, I suddenly feel so crude myself..."
"Teacher Chiron, this is favoritism, favoritism!"
Seeing them growing more boisterous, even Chiron could not help but roll his eyes.
Teach?
Teach what!
He himself did not know how, did not understand it, and yet he should teach you!
The shock he felt now was hardly any less than yours!
Then, as these fellows grew even more rowdy, it was Atalanta who could not stand it anymore and said from the side, "Enough, stop shouting. You cannot learn it.
And do not even think about learning from him. You simply cannot do it!
However... if you have the mind for it, you could take this opportunity to correct some of your own crude behaviors.
No need to be like him; as long as you can achieve even a tiny resemblance.
I believe the great gods in the heavens would look upon you with higher regard!"
Atalanta's words naturally aroused dissatisfaction in many people.
Those who had passed the trials and boarded the Argo to come here as heroes, how many among them lacked pride?
Although, after various events, they had indeed developed trust in Jason and recognized him as their captain.
But for Atalanta to outright declare they could not do it would naturally stir up injustice.
"Atalanta, they are all good children with both courage and wisdom. As long as they are willing to put in effort, it is not entirely without chance."
Seeing that Atalanta seemed to have stirred up the crowd's anger, Chiron spoke up.
Atalanta pursed her lips. If this were toward someone else, she would have snapped back in anger right away.
Although she had restrained herself a lot now, do not forget that Jason's initial evaluation of her was a mother lioness who would bite at the slightest disagreement...
But after all, they had spent several months together, and under Jason's subtle influence in his teachings, they had indeed changed quite a bit.
Thus, Atalanta said with a bit of patience, "I am not saying you cannot do it, but that no one can... If I remember correctly, at sunset, the scattered poison dragon teeth will turn into a large number of poison fang soldiers rising up, right?"
Upon hearing Atalanta's words, Chiron nodded to her.
"In the evening, then..."
Atalanta looked up at the sun that had not yet set.
"By evening, you will know what I mean."
Atalanta's words left everyone present exchanging glances, their eyes filled with doubt and confusion.
But seeing Atalanta cross her arms over her chest, lean against the wall, and look down at Jason, clearly unwilling to say more, they could only suppress this doubt in their hearts.
Seeing that they had no intention of pressing further, Atalanta breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, as if sensing something, Atalanta suddenly turned her head toward Medea's direction.
Then, her holy azure eyes met the amethyst eyes, and the two gazed at each other from afar for a moment.
In the end, neither said anything and turned their gazes away.
"Is something wrong with Medea?"
Clotho stroked her head.
"Nothing, Goddess Clotho."
Medea replied subconsciously.
Upon hearing this, Clotho said nothing, just looked at her with a beaming smile.
Seeing this, Medea recalled her elder brother Jason's teachings to her.
When dealing with gods, never lie, because they can see through lies at a glance and thus feel displeased.
Medea lowered her head and said apologetically to Clotho, "Sorry, Goddess Clotho, I just lied... Goddess Clotho, I was just jealous."
"Jealous?" Clotho blinked slightly and pursued.
"Yes." Medea nodded, then turned her gaze back to Atalanta.
"I am jealous of her... Because she knows things about elder brother that I do not. She followed elder brother and completed so many, many stories together.
She is very fortunate, one of the most fortunate people in the world.
Therefore, I am jealous of her!"
Upon hearing this, Clotho could not help but look toward Atalanta.
She looked at the girl Medea called the most fortunate.
The most favored follower of the moon goddess Artemis.
Then, time passed bit by bit.
With the cooperation of the divine oxen, before dusk, all four acres of fields were fully plowed.
Jason even went to the king again and asked for more poison teeth to plant...
When sunset arrived at dusk, the sun heavenly horse reluctantly nuzzled Jason's face, expressing its unwillingness to leave.
"Go back. If you do not return, Lord Helios, the sun god, will worry... Take these things with you, share them with your brothers and sisters when you get back, and by the way, help me say hello to everyone."
Jason smiled as he stroked it and placed the packed bundle on its body.
Upon hearing this, the sun heavenly horse nuzzled Jason one last time, let out a pleasant neigh, spread its wings, turned into a dazzling fireball, and left this place.
Under everyone's gaze, it returned to the sun that was about to set.
The divine oxen beside it neighed softly, bidding Jason farewell, and before the sun fully set, they also returned to the cave.
And the small animals that had come hearing the lyre's sound now left one by one.
Because as the sun set bit by bit, the scattered poison teeth began to emit visible poisonous gas, seeping out from the soil.
Soon, numerous poison fang soldiers would break through.
This was evidently the second trial.
Even at this moment, the ground began to tremble.
The sense of an impending storm drew more and more gazes.
With Atalanta's earlier statement in the morning, curiosity inevitably arose in their hearts.
They wondered just what it was that made Atalanta say such words.
At the same time, they were curious about how Jason would handle this second trial!
Then, to everyone's surprise, Jason actually ran back at this time.
He did not walk quickly, so by the time he was about to reach under the city walls.
The sun had only a final sliver left before setting.
And under the blue sky, the figure of the full moon was already visible in the heavens.
"Give the order. Have the soldiers prepare!"
King Aeëtes frowned and said to the ministers beside him.
In fact, the soldiers had been prepared long ago.
Because up to now, many heroes had come to challenge, and some exceptionally brave ones had even pulled the divine oxen to plow.
But up to now, no one had survived under the dense horde of dragon fang soldiers.
After all, two fists could hardly oppose four hands.
And at that time, handling the aftermath would fall to him, the king, and his soldiers.
Therefore, the people of Colchis had never shown good faces to those who called themselves heroes but were actually bandits.
Up to now, Jason was the only exception.
In the end, when Jason arrived under the walls, the sun god Helios, pulling his chariot, had already returned to his temple.
The goddess of night brought the veil of darkness, descending upon the world.
Stars and the full moon appeared in the night sky.
And under the moonlight's illumination, the numerous dragon fang soldiers also burst forth from the soil.
The clattering of their skeletal bodies resounded as they scented the living, wielding weapons in their hands, roaring as they charged toward Jason.
Seeing this, King Aeëtes's brows furrowed involuntarily.
He sighed inwardly. Trouble.
Because judging by the scale, these dragon fang soldiers were simply twice the usual number!
After all, up to now, no one had come back to ask him