-844- Go back where you came from

In this moment, Jason's heart was naturally filled with anger.

Thinking about his confident expectations before coming here, believing that these people couldn't possibly refuse his invitation, and now being unequivocally rejected, how could Jason not be furious?

As Rozen said, since his mortal days, Jason, as the captain of the Argo, the renowned leader of the Argonauts, never had any of the famous heroes in Greek mythology reject his invitation. Now, being rejected by a few Servants, he must be furious, to say the least.

After all, Jason himself lacked any real talent. Being the so-called leader of the Argonauts was essentially using others to achieve his goals. This was evident from his attitude and actions.

Moreover, Medea's true name was casually revealed at first glance, which wasn't accidental but rather outright foolish.

Given all this, the Prince of Thessaly had none of the dignity and abilities that a hero should possess. He only climbed to the status of a hero by intimidating others.

Naturally, this kind of Jason...

"A mere human dares to speak to me like this...!"

Jason was surprisingly furious at Rozen's mocking attitude.

What infuriated him even more were the Servants.

"Do you really intend to reject me?"

Jason shouted frantically.

"You should know that on this continent, only my nation can contend with those Celtic mad dogs. Neutral Servants like you, without my protection, have no chance of survival. You'll only face the encirclement of the Celts and survive by joining me. No matter what, you are heroes. Don't you understand even this level of reasoning?"

Jason expressed his anger.

But...

"The one who doesn't understand seems to be you, Jason," Scáthach calmly spoke: "Do you think we are all beings who can sacrifice our dignity just to survive? Simple-minded, aren't you?"

This simple sentence left Jason speechless on the spot.

Yes.

The one who truly doesn't understand should be Jason.

"What we have gained is just a momentary manifestation, not a true second life," Karna said indifferently. "We are remnants of the past, shadows of the era. We are not meant to continue living."

This is something that is only natural.

Many Servants understand that they are weapons, tools, here in this world because someone needs their power. It's not a second chance at life; sooner or later, they must exit the stage of reality.

Moreover, so-called heroes are a group that transcends life and death.

They have long seen through the cycle of life and death.

They are beings who consider honor and glory above all else.

So, Jason's idea of them seeking refuge with him for the sake of survival is simply a joke.

In simple terms...

"Even if we die in battle, we absolutely won't obey someone like you."

Rama made an unwavering declaration.

This is what defines Servants.

They have a sense of self, they have will, and they have their own spirits. For those they don't favor, there is no way they would blindly obey.

This is also the fundamental reason for Command Spells.

Even though Chaldea views Command Spells as a form of magical resource used to strengthen Servants, the original purpose of Command Spells was to forcibly command Servants, making them obey three orders.

Jason, with his shallow mindset, believed that his invitation was the only choice for neutral Servants. It's truly, as Rozen said, a matter of mysterious self-confidence.

Of course...

"The reason you can contend with the Celts here is that you have four Servants."

Rozen looked at Jason, smiling as if he didn't care.

"And on our side, we also have four Servants. Why do you think we can only be surrounded and killed by the Celts?"

These words made Jason's mouth twitch.

"You... Are you suggesting that the Servants here have already joined forces?"

Jason said this in a somewhat disbelieving manner.

This is also quite normal.

Even if there are four Servants here, it's still hard to say whether they are on the same page.

At least, previously, on this continent, apart from the Celtic side, the Greek side, and the destroyed indigenous side, all the other Servants were acting independently. This led to them being picked off one by one, almost entirely defeated by the Celts.

Jason never thought that the four Servants gathered here had already joined forces.

Because this forms a third-party force strong enough to contend with the Celts and Greeks on this continent.

Such power appearing casually in front of him, Jason naturally wouldn't easily believe it.

Only Medea...

"So, didn't I say it? Lord Jason." Medea spoke helplessly. "That human is a Master from Chaldea, a person specialized in commanding Servants. He has already traversed four Singularities and possesses considerable abilities. The Servants here have likely already formed contracts with him, following his lead. Our invitation is likely ineffective. You just wouldn't listen."

Compared to Jason, Medea is the one who truly understood the entire situation.

Perhaps, the entire idea of coming here was just to indulge Jason's capriciousness?

"Shut up, Medea!" Jason suddenly erupted in anger. "How could a mere human Master possibly control so many heroes? The one who can command multiple heroes is only me... The prince of Thessaly!"

This person is truly incompetent and unable to see reality.

So...

"I've decided to become the spear in the hands of my Master. The Greek brat who came here, go back and train your kingly demeanor before coming again." Scáthach said bluntly.

"My spear, my power, has already been dedicated to my Master," Karna declared with the same calm expression.

"Senpai is my Master, and I am Senpai's Servant," Mash affirmed firmly.

Even Rama...

"If I were to follow someone, it would be the Master who saved my life, fighting to reclaim the future and establish the foundation of humanity. Your actions lack justice, and it's impossible for me to follow." Rama decisively rejected Jason.

"You...! You...!"

Jason's handsome face finally distorted.

Only Medea directed her gaze at Rozen, as if finding him radiant, and slightly narrowed her beautiful eyes.

Facing all this...

"That's the situation."

Rozen spoke with a smile.

"So, you guys should go back where you came from, Greek heroes."

In one sentence, Rozen's dominance was fully revealed.