章節 856: -845- Give up your southern nation
Rozen has absolutely no favorable feelings towards Jason.
This is not only due to Jason's arrogant and rude behavior, but also because he was a scoundrel in his past life.
Due to the curse of the goddess Aphrodite, Medea fell in love with Jason, the captain of the Argo.
Under Jason's sweet words, she not only assisted him in stealing the Golden Fleece but also fled abroad with him.
To hinder her pursuing father, she committed the atrocity of dismembering her own brother and scattering his remains into the sea, losing her homeland forever and being scorned as a witch.
Subsequently, in order to help her beloved Jason ascend the throne, Medea repeatedly used magic and schemes to kill Jason's adversaries.
However, due to the gruesome act of dismembering her brother, Jason had already developed a fear of Medea. Although everything Medea did was for Jason, he never loved her to the extent of trusting that her actions were solely for his benefit.
To Jason, Medea was only a person essential for him to become king, not a romantic interest. Therefore, witnessing Medea standing by Jason's side, seemingly obedient and supportive, left everyone with complex feelings, especially Rama.
"That girl is similar to me, isn't she?" Rama thought this more than once. Due to their relationship during their youth, Rama could be devoted to Sita without caring about the throne or public opinion, a state achievable only during this period of manifestation.
Looking at Medea, he speculated, "Is it because she manifested in the form of a young girl and is stuck in the period when she still wholeheartedly loved Jason, disregarding everything?"
Scáthach also muttered similarly, "Because she manifested as a young girl, she's fixed in the time when she still loved Jason despite everything?"
This made Mash's gaze at Medea gradually become sympathetic, while Karna, like a detached observer, continued to silently observe.
Medea naturally sensed the mixed emotions and sympathy from others, looking at them with a tilted head, appearing puzzled. For this young girl who hadn't experienced Jason's betrayal yet, the feelings of the others must be incomprehensible.
It was precisely because of this that the group's disdain for Jason intensified, including Rozen. He couldn't fathom why the incompetent Jason was the leader of the Argonauts and how he managed to invite so many heroes to assist him in obtaining the Golden Fleece.
However, one thing Rozen understood well, and he exposed the current situation of the Greek side.
"Claiming to be able to contend with the Celtic side, but in reality, you've reached your limits, haven't you?" Rozen unveiled the Greek side's predicament.
Facing the Celtic, who could continuously create armies with the power of the Holy Grail, Greece might seem evenly matched at first glance, but it was merely a superficial state.
Taking Dragon Tooth Warriors as an example, although they could counterbalance Celtic's legion in terms of quantity, they relied on dragon teeth for production. Once these teeth were depleted, the production would come to an end.
Moreover, in terms of high-end combat capabilities, Greece was already unable to compete with the Celtic side.
"Although both sides have four Servants, Celtic not only has two skilled and brave spearmen, but the king and queen themselves are formidable characters. They have also taken the front lines before. I believe some of your Servants were killed by them?" This was intelligence collected from Scáthach and Karna.
So, Rozen knew that Celtic's strength was truly outstanding. On the other hand...
"Your ruler is a failure, and although Princess Medea has extraordinary magical skills, Caster class is the most disadvantageous in servant battles. They can only assist from the rear, and the abilities of your two Servants have already been greatly discounted. If it weren't for the half-divine great hero, you would have already been defeated, right?" Rozen glanced in the direction of Berserker and then turned his gaze to the visibly distressed Jason.
"Furthermore, Celtic also has the power of the Holy Grail, able to summon new servants for battle at any time. In reality, Greece is already on its last legs. That's why you rushed over here in such a panic, right?"
It was likely that Greece's Dragon Tooth Warriors were close to depletion, and the southern nation would eventually be overrun by the Celtic side.
"Your idea is not bad, but your execution is too flawed," Rozen said.
"Just say it plainly, Jason. You simply don't have the charisma to make people follow you. It's better to give up your southern nation and go back to the Throne of Heroes."
Rozen finally expressed his disdain for Jason.
"Huff... huff..."
Jason suddenly gasped heavily, his eyes and face filled with uncontrollable rage.
"Ah, I see, I finally understand."
Maintaining only a trace of sanity, Jason forced an ugly smile.
"So, you intend to obstruct me, huh?"
Jason only grasped the situation to this extent.
"A mere human master, contracting a few servants. Is it really something to make you so happy?"
Jason spoke in a feigned calm.
"It seems I need to make you understand reality properly."
Just as Jason's words fell...
"Roarrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"
Berserker's roar, like a storm, swept through the area.
The great Greek hero finally lost control, plunging back into a berserk state.
"Boom!"
In the explosive impact, Berserker crushed the ground and charged forward.
The target? None other than Rozen.
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