All night, King Aetes and the nobles consulted in the palace about how to defeat the heroes of Argo, because he knew that what happened during the day was only succeeded with the help of his daughter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The goddess Hera saw the danger facing Iason, and so Medea was filled with fear. Medea had a hunch that her father knew that she had helped, and feared that the maids had also known the details of the matter. She thought about it and decided to run away. "Goodbye, dear mother."

Medea wept and said to herself, "Goodbye, Sister Kalchiope, goodbye, father's palace!" Alas, O stranger, if there was no you in the world at all, if you were all dead at sea before you even came to Colcastas! “

Like a fugitive, she left her family in a hurry. She chanted the incantation, and the palace doors opened automatically. She walked barefoot through the narrow streets, her face covered with a veil in her left hand, and her robe dragged on the ground in her right hand so as not to be affected when she walked. The guards at the gates did not recognize her. After a while, she came out of the city and walked down the path to the temple.

Now she headed to the coast again, and finally saw the bonfire that the heroes of Argo had burned all night to celebrate Iason's victory. When she came to the place near the big boat on the riverbank, she called out the name of her sister's youngest son, Frontis.

As she called out for the third time, he heard Medea's voice. The heroes were taken aback, then rocked the boat to the shore. Before the ship could dock, Iason jumped ashore. Frontis and Argos followed. "Help me!" The girl exclaimed eagerly, "Everything has been exposed, and now it is impossible to think about it."

Before my father gets on his fast horse, let's get away with it!" Oh, I'll help you get the Golden Fleece again. I decided to use hypnosis to send the dragon to sleep. Then you will take the opportunity to take the Golden Fleece. But you, O stranger, swear to the gods in the presence of all the heroes that you will preserve my dignity when I arrive alone in your distant land! “

With a burst of joy in his heart, Iason gently lifted the girl up from the ground, hugged her, and said, "Beloved, let Zeus and Hera, who preside over marriage, testify, that I am willing to take you back to my homeland as my lawful wife!" “

He swore to put his hand in hers. So, Medea ordered the heroes to move all night and rock the ship to the Sacred Forest to capture the Golden Fleece. Iason and Medea walked through another path through the steppe to the Sacred Grove. They saw the golden fleece hanging from the tall oak tree glowing in the night, and the sleepless dragon on the opposite side was watching over without tirelessness. As soon as it saw the men, it craned its neck and swam towards them, letting out a terrible, shrill roar, and a dull and desolate echo resounded from the banks of the river and in the woods.

Medea met her fearlessly, and in a sweet voice she prayed to Slav, the most powerful of the gods, to call the dragon to sleep. At the same time, he asked the great goddess of hell to bless her and help her realize her plans. Iasong looked at all this and was very frightened.

But by this time, the poisonous dragon was already drowsy in Medea's magical hypnotic song, its arched back hanging down, and its hovering body slowly stretched out. Only the ugly head was still erect, and its mouth was wide open, as if it were about to devour the two men who approached each other. Medea jumped up and sprinkled the magic liquid into the dragon's eyes with a juniper branch. A strange fragrance hit the dragon's nose and knocked it unconscious. Now, with its mouth closed, it straightened and lay down in the woods, asleep.

At Medea's orders, while she anointed the dragon's head with magic oil, Iason hurriedly removed the golden fleece from the oak tree. The two men quickly fled the Ares Grove. Iason carried the Golden Fleece on his shoulders, and the treasure hung from his neck to his heels, shining with golden light, illuminating the path at night.

Then he hurriedly put down the Golden Fleece and rolled it up, for he feared that the wicked or the gods would take a fancy to the treasure and snatch it away.

As soon as it was dawn, they got on board. The companions gathered around the two of them and asked long and short questions, and they all wanted to touch the golden fleece with their hands. But Iamat did not agree, and covered it with a new cloak. Then he made Medea a comfortable bed in the aft compartment and said to his friends:

"Dear friends, now let us return to our homeland! Thanks to this girl's help, we have finally completed our mission and made a meritorious achievement. I will take her back to my hometown and marry her as my lawful wife. You should take good care of her for me along the way, and I am sure that the matter is not over, and that Aetheus will lead the people to catch up and block our return. So let us have half of us paddling, and the other half of us holding spears and shields, ready to meet the enemy and repel his attack. With that, he swung his sword and cut the cable, then stood beside Medea and the helmsman Ankeos, armed with his weapon. The big ship headed for the mouth of the river like an arrow.

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At this time, Aetes and all the Colcastians learned of Medea's affair, as well as her actions and escape. They took their weapons, gathered at the market, and hurried to the river. Aetes rode in a four-horse chariot given to him by the sun god, holding a round shield in his left hand and a large torch in his right hand, with a thick spear at his side.

His son, Abu Sultos, drove the car himself. When the group came to the mouth of the river, the Argo boat had already sailed into the sea, and saw a small black dot tossing up and down in the waves. The king laid down his shield and torches, raised his hands in the air, and asked Zeus and the sun god to prove the sins that his enemies had committed against him, and then angrily declared to his inhabitants: If they could not catch his daughter Medea at sea or on the shore, then they would all be beheaded.

The Kolcastians turned pale with fright, and immediately set sail out to sea, chasing after the black spot in front of them. The flotilla was commanded by Absirtos, a black and oppressive one, sailing on the sea like a flock of birds.

The Argo puffed up its sails and sailed downwind on the sea. Early in the morning of the third day, the boat sailed into the Harris River and reached the coast of Pavlagonia. Here, at the behest of Medea, they sacrificed to the goddess Hecate, who had saved them. The heroes suddenly remembered that the old Phineus had prophesied to them to take another path when they returned, but no one knew where the road was.

But it was Argos, the son of Phryxos, who had the means, and later learned from the records of the priests that their ships were heading for the Isis River, which originated in the distant Mount Lypern, and whose tributaries flowed into the Ionian Sea and the Sicilian Sea. Just as he was explaining to everyone, a wide rainbow appeared in the sky, pointing them in the right direction, and at the same time a tailwind blew.

Although the signs in the sky were repeated and revealed, they continued to sail without hesitation until they reached the mouth of the Isis River that emptied into the Ionian Sea. The river flowed steadily, as if to welcome the heroes in triumph.

The Kolkas did not stop in pursuit. They drove the light boats ahead of the heroes to the mouth of the Isis River, and ambushed in various islands and bays, blocking the heroes' return route. Seeing the outnumbered Kolkars, the Argot heroes hurriedly disembarked and hid on an island. The Kolcastians pursued them closely, and a hand-to-hand skirmish was on the verge of ensuing.

The Greeks, cornered, were ready to negotiate peace. It was agreed that the Argotic heroes could take the Golden Fleece promised by the king, but they had to send the king's daughter Medea to the temple of Artemis on another island, where they would wait for the local king's arbitration to decide whether she should return to her father or go to Greece with the Argotic heroes. Hearing this, Medea was so worried that she pulled her beloved aside and said with tears in her eyes, "What will you do with me, Iason? Have you forgotten the solemn vow you made to me in times of difficulty? I trusted you, so I thoughtlessly left my hometown and left my mother. Because I am obsessed with you, I have helped you obtain the Golden Fleece.

For your sake, I despise my own name. For your sake, I will go with you to Greece as your wife, and you should protect me. Don't leave me alone! If I had to be condemned to my father, then my life would be over, and if you forsook me, then one day you will miss me infinitely in the midst of calamity, and the Golden Fleece will leave you like a dream, and disappear into the hands of Hades, the king of hell, and my vengeful soul will stir your mind and drive you away from your homeland, just as I was deceived by you into leaving my own homeland! She let the torrent of emotions unleash happily, and she was so excited that she was about to go crazy.

Iason looked at her, rebuked by his conscience, and he explained, "Be of good cheer, dear! I didn't take this treaty seriously. We're only looking for a delayed tactic for your sake, because we're facing a horde of enemies. If we do go to war with them, we will die tragically, and then your situation will be even more unfortunate. Let me be clear, but in reality this treaty is only a ploy to defeat Abu Sultos. “

Hearing his words, Medea offered him another cruel plan. "I've done a sin and caused a disaster," she said. "Now I can't turn back, so I'm not afraid to continue my wickedness. I will help you defeat the Kolcastes, and I will seduce my brother into your hands, and you will prepare a sumptuous feast. I tried to persuade the messengers to leave him and leave him alone. That's when you can take the opportunity to kill him. “

The heroes set a trap for Absirtos and sent him many gifts, one of which was a magnificent golden robe given to Iason by Queen Remnos. The astute Medea told the messenger that in the middle of the night Abu Sultos should go to another island, to the temple of Artemis, where she would devise a plan to retrieve the Golden Fleece for him and let him take it back to his father. Medea lied that she had been violently seized by the sons of Phrixos and handed over to strangers by her own involuntarily.

And it happened as she had hoped. Abu Sultos was convinced of Medea's solemn oath. He rocked his boat to the sacred island in the dark of the night, hoping to get a plan from his sister to subdue the strangers. At this moment, Iason rushed out from behind with a sword that shimmered with cold light. Medea hurriedly turned around and pulled on the veil to cover her eyes, she couldn't bear to see her brother killed. The poor king's son was hacked to death by Iason's sword like a lamb on the altar. The omniscient Nemesis saw this terrible thing from her secret place, and there was a dark look in her eyes.

Iason wiped the blood from his hands and buried the body. Medea raises the torch and signals to the Argonaut heroes. They poured up on Artemis and, like a beast of prey, into a flock of sheep, pounced on the retinue of Abu Sultos, and none of them survived.

Seeing that the matter had been successful, Peleus hurriedly advised everyone to leave the estuary as soon as possible, lest the rest of the Korcastians come after them if they knew what was going on. Later, the Kolkas did catch up, but Hera flashed terrible lightning in the sky, and they were restrained and did not dare to chase any more. However, they did not capture the king's daughter, and lost the king's son, and could not return to confess, so they all stayed on Artemis Island at the mouth of the river, and settled down.

The heroes of Argo passed through many bays and islands, among which were the daughters of Atlas, the islands ruled by Queen Calypso. They believe they have seen the peaks of their homeland towering in the distance. However, Hera, fearing the intentions of the enraged Zeus, blew a strong wind at sea and drifted the ship to the desolate island of Elektrius. At this time, Athena's divination plank on the ship spoke: "You cannot escape the wrath of Zeus, so you can only drift on the sea. The plank added: "Unless the goddess of magic, Circe, cleanses you of the sins of murdering Abubutos!" Kastor and Polydius should pray to the gods that they will show you a way on the sea, so that you can find the sun god and Perse's daughter, Circe. “

The heroes were amazed and frightened when they heard such terrible words from this magical plank. Only the twin brothers, Kastor and Polydius, bravely stood up and prayed to the immortal gods to help them. But the ship was swept to the mouth of the Elidanus River, where the son of the sun god, Phaethon, was burned and fell into the sea on a sun chariot. Until now, the water is still steaming and sparkling.

The sisters of Phaethon had now become tall poplar trees, towering over the riverbank, sighing in the wind. Crystal tears fell to the ground like amber, some dried by the sun, and some washed into the river of Elidanus. The heroes escaped danger with their sturdy ships, but they also lost all fun. During the day, a foul smell wafted from the river Elidanus, where the charred corpses of Phaethon had been kept, and they smelled sick. In the middle of the night, they heard the weeping of the Heliades sisters again, and heard their amber tears dripping like oil into the sea.

Later, they came to the mouth of the Rhodanos River. Fortunately, Hera suddenly appeared and told them in a clear voice to leave quickly, or they would be doomed into the river. Hera descended a black fog over the great ships, and they sailed day and night, passing through numerous Celtic tribes, until they finally saw the Tyrrhenian coast, and then reached the island of Circe safely.

This is where they find the goddess of magic. She was lying on the beach, washing her hair with seawater. She had a dream in which she saw rivers of blood in her room and throughout the house, and that the fire was devouring the potions she had used to confuse the strangers, but she had poured out the flames with the blood in the palm of her hand.

The nightmare woke her up, and she jumped out of bed and ran to the river, where she washed her clothes and her hair as if there were really blood stains on it. Herds of monsters followed her, like cattle following shepherds.

When the Argot heroes saw Circe, they knew that she was the sister of the cruel Aetes, and they panicked. The goddess, freed from the fear of the night's dreams, quickly calmed down, turned back, and called out to the monsters, stroking their fur with her hands like dogs.

Iason ordered all the men to stay on board. He and Medea went ashore and headed for the palace of Circe. Circe did not know the intentions of the two strangers. She asked them to sit down. Medea bowed her head and covered her face with her hands, and Iason, with the sword that had killed Abu Sultos, stuck her hands on the handle, closed her eyes, and rested her chin in her hands. Only then did Circe realize that the people who had come to her wanted help, and that they had come to her for help because of the hardships of the rafting, because they had asked for forgiveness.

Out of reverence for Zeus, Circe slaughtered a milk dog and offered sacrifices to Zeus, the patron god of the supplicants, asking Zeus to allow her to wash away their sins. She instructed her maid, Naiades, the goddess of water, to take out all the sacrifices of atonement and send them into the sea. He himself stood by the hearth, solemnly burned the sacrificial bread, prayed to the wrath of the goddess of vengeance, and begged the Father of all gods to forgive the guilty of sin.

After the sacrifice, she sat down in front of the two men and asked them where they lived, where they came from, and why they asked her for protection. When she asked, she remembered the terrible sight of blood in her dream. Medea replied with her head raised. Circe was taken aback at the sight of her eyes, for Medea had a pair of golden eyes like Circe.

All the sons and daughters of the sun god have such eyes. Circe asked her to answer in the language of her homeland. Medea began to speak in the language of the Kolchas region, telling of the fate of Aetes, the heroes of Argo, and herself, only concealing the murder of her brother Abu Sultos. The goddess of magic knew what she hadn't said, but she felt sympathy for the niece. She said, "Poor child, you have not left your hometown in the open, but you have committed a great sin.

Your father will surely chase him to Greece to avenge his slain son. I don't want to punish you because you plead for protection, and you're still my niece. But I can't help you, so take the stranger and leave quickly. Whoever he is, I can't help. I can neither support your plans nor approve of your escape! Hearing this, Medea was tormented. She covered her face with a veil and began to cry sadly. Iason grabbed her by the hand and led her out of the palace in Circe.

Hera was very sympathetic to her protector. She sent the envoy Aerys across the Rainbow Path to find Thetis, the goddess of the sea, and ask her to protect the ship and the heroes of Argo. Iasonn and Medea got on board, and suddenly a warm westerly wind blew. The heroes set sail happily, and the big ship slowly sailed into the sea, taking advantage of the wind. After a while, they saw a beautiful island in front of them. It was the dwelling place of the Bewitched Banshee Siren. They seduced the sailors of passing ships with their beautiful songs, and then buried them in the belly of the fish.

Half like birds, half like women, they always crouch on the shore and look into the distance. No one who approaches them can escape the temptation of their flattering eyes. Now, they are singing a beautiful song to the Argo heroes. The heroes are throwing cables, preparing to land. Orpheus suddenly rose from his seat and began to play the magical guqin, the melodious sound of which drowned out the banshee's song.

At the same time, a rattling south wind blew from behind the ship, blowing the banshee's song out of the clouds. There was only one hero, and that was Bothes, the son of Theleon from Athens, who listened to the sweet song of the banshee, and could not resist the temptation, so he dropped his oars and jumped into the sea to chase the incredible song. If Aphrodite, the patron saint of the mountains of Alex in Sicily, hadn't found him in time and pulled him out of the water and threw him at the foot of the island, he might have been doomed! He has lived there ever since. The heroes of Argo are saddened to think that he has died in the belly of the fish.

The heroes move on to a strait where they face new dangers. On one side of this side is the steep Syrah rock, a steep rock jutting out into the sea, as if it were about to smash passing ships to pieces. On the other side is the maelstrom of Kaliboutis. The water swirled rapidly, as if it were about to swallow up passing ships. There are countless dangerous reefs in the middle of the sea.

It used to be the underground smelter of Hephaestus, the god of fire, but now the sky is blackened by smoke rising from the sea. When the heroes of Argo arrived, the fairies of the sea, the daughter of Nereus, the god of the sea, rushed to the rescue. Peleus's wife, Thetis, personally steered them in the stern. They swam around the boat, and when they encountered a floating rock, they grabbed the boat and passed it forward like a ball.

So the Argo boat was lifted into the air with the waves, and then sank to the bottom of the waves with the waves. Hephaestus stood on the top of the reef with a hammer on his shoulder, watching the thrilling scene. Hera looked down from the twinkling morning star, and she clutched Athena's hand as she dizzy from the sight. In the end, the heroes of Argo broke through all the dangers, entered the vast sea safely, and came to the island where the good Huaiachaeans and their pious king Alcanous lived. To be continued.