Seeing Amikos' arrogant expression, the Heroes on the Argo gritted their teeth in anger, and Jason was no exception.
Damn it, he only knows how to rely on his father's power to bully others. If Heracles were still here, he would beat the shit out of him!
Medea was completely indifferent to this. During her studies under Hecate, in addition to Hecate's magic, this little witch also learned Hecate's detached and hands-off attitude. To her, whether it was the Argo Heroes eager for a fight or Amikos, the Son of the Sea God below, it was all just a farce playing out before her.
This fire would ultimately not burn her. If she wanted to leave, Medea could use her magic to depart this Kingdom at any time and return to the palace on Colchis Island.
However, just as Medea was considering whether to stir up more trouble and make Amikos and the Argo Heroes fight more intensely, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ear:
"Medea, you haven't neglected your boxing, have you?"
"Senior Brother?" Medea's spirits lifted upon hearing this, and she quietly replied with her mental power, "Of course not, a healthy body is the capital for a happy life."
"That's good," Ares whispered to her. "Let's give Poseidon a good show. Later…"
Ares explained his plan to Medea, and after listening, her eyes immediately sparkled with excitement as she agreed:
"Alright! Senior Brother, this sounds fun!"
"Then you'll do as I say later," Ares instructed. "Be careful not to hurt yourself. When you need to use magic, use it with all your might. If Poseidon tries to mess with you, Senior Brother will back you up."
Medea nodded vigorously. Just then, Ekhion, Hermes's young son, suddenly spoke up and asked Amikos:
"Your Majesty, the strongest among us is not actually here right now. If we refuse this boxing match, how will you treat us?"
"Firstly, you certainly won't receive any supplies from my Kingdom."
Amikos said leisurely:
"Secondly, do you see that cliff over there?"
Ekhion looked in the direction Amikos pointed and saw a towering cliff. Below this cliff was a rocky beach, submerged by the sea. The water was not deep, but it was particularly turbulent, and the waves appeared very large.
"That's where our Poseidonia Kingdom sacrifices to the Sea God. Every year, we escort offerings there and throw them into the sea, dedicating them to my Father, Poseidon. These offerings include cattle, sheep, fine wine, gold, and of course… criminals."
At this point, Amikos looked at the Argo Heroes with ill intent again and added:
"In this Kingdom, anyone who defies my will is a criminal."
Ekhion understood his meaning. This demigod, who, like his father, was not skilled in combat, swallowed hard and returned to the Heroes' ranks. At this moment, Jason also urgently began discussing with the Heroes.
"It seems now that if we don't follow Amikos's wishes, he will send the Kingdom's army to attack us, and here, he also has the help of Poseidon, the Sea God."
Jason said:
"Without Heracles, we have no chance of winning. For now, the least costly way is to do as he says and send someone to fight him. But this guy certainly won't play fair with us. What do you say, who among you has the guts to fight him?"
After Jason finished speaking, Polydeuces was about to raise her hand, but she was immediately pressed down by her brother Castor, who was beside her. He glared at his sister and whispered:
"Why would you risk your life for these mortals? That Amikos is no mortal. His father is Poseidon, and his mother is a Nymph. In a sense, he can even be considered a deity, just like we were. Even if you go, you'll be in mortal danger if he hits you."
Polydeuces wanted to retort to her brother, but just then, a charming voice rang out from outside the crowd, directly and clearly shouting to Amikos:
"Alright, big guy, I'll fight you!"
The Heroes turned back in astonishment, only to see Medea already leaning over the Argo's railing, looking down at Amikos below and issuing her challenge. She was a bit too short for the Argo's railing, and to lean out, she even had her legs suspended, supporting herself solely with her hands.
"I didn't expect the so-called Heroes on the Argo to be a bunch of good-for-nothings who only dare to hide behind women and cling to life!"
Amikos, below, burst into loud laughter upon seeing a young girl with a single ponytail challenging him on behalf of a group of Heroes. Then, he noticed that the little girl was quite cute, so he said to Medea:
"Little girl, do you, by yourself, really intend to spar with me, Amikos, the Son of the Sea God and King of Poseidonia Kingdom? How about this: if you're willing to become my Queen, I'll let them go. What do you say?"
"Ah, that's troublesome. I only like men who are stronger than me."
Medea extended her index finger, tapped her cheek, and then proposed to Amikos:
"How about this: if you win against me in the boxing match, I'll agree to be your Queen. What do you say?"
"Good!"
Getting such a beautiful wife for free was too good to pass up. Amikos immediately agreed, even if it meant some loss of face to bully this seemingly weak and helpless little girl, he accepted it.
So, the time and place for the duel were agreed upon, and the matter was settled.
"Hey, Medea."
When Medea pulled her head back, she was immediately surrounded by a large group of Heroes. Peleus said with a worried expression:
"Do you really like such a brutal King as Amikos?"
"Of course not, are you an idiot?" Medea rolled her eyes and replied, "He doesn't fit my aesthetic."
"Then why did you go and fight him?" Peleus asked anxiously.
"What's wrong? Why can't I fight him?" Medea retorted. "Can you beat me in boxing?"
"Uh…" Peleus stammered, "No."
"Then that's that. The weak have no say, step aside."
Medea waved her hand, and Peleus immediately retreated with a sad expression.
Afterward, someone among the Heroes clamored, "Medea, you may be strong, but by doing this, where do we big men put our faces? At least a man should go up and fight that Amikos…"
"Oh, you look down on women, do you?"
Medea clenched her fists and used the words Ares had often used in front of her about Perseus for years:
"It's hot, I'm shivering from cold… Hmm, what was after that?"
Although Medea couldn't recall, the true female boxer, Atalanta, had already acted on her behalf, dragging the Hero who spoke those words out of the crowd and slamming him to the ground with an Argentine backbreaker.
"Alright, this matter is settled. I've already sworn to the Gods, so there's no point in going back on it." Medea waved her hand and said to the Heroes, "Don't worry, tomorrow morning, just watch what I do."