Chapter 32: Choice

Versailles smiled thinly as she coldly gazed at the vampire.

"I think you are probably mistaking something. What does what the other races think have anything to do with me? I am a serpentine and every race present here does not need to be told representing who I have entered this competition.

I entered this competition specifically on the Snake clan's behalf. There is no confusion or question on such an obvious matter. Now, I am suddenly mated to the werewolf king. How does that change anything?" Versailles asked coldly, her violet eyes flaming with anger.

"The change here is that you will no longer be just a serpentine from the Snake clan, but the queen of the Werewolf clan as well. You will be in the midst of two of the six supreme clans." Luke nonchalantly replied.

"Yes. And how does that have anything to do with you?"

"It has nothing to do with me. But as a supreme elder member of one of the six supreme clans, I believe that it is my duty to lay out the grounds for new rules in response to any unexpected changes, like now." Luke's expression turned serious at the sharp tone of the serpent girl.

He could not understand why she was dragging the matter when he had already given her options. From the little interactions he has had with her so far, he assumed that she was not the type to lose sight of her goal.

Since she entered this competition, she would see it to the end even if that meant not entering the Underworld Palace.

Which was exactly what he wanted.

So why was she not voicing her choice, but instead arguing?

Unbeknownst to him, Versailles was not only one who never lost sight of her goal, but also one who hated being manipulated, even more so after the recollection of her past life where her grandfather used her as a pawn.

"Again. How does that have anything to do with you?" Versailles emphasized in a hard as steel and ice as frost tone, her violet eyes turning even darker with suppressed indignation.

Luke deeply frowned in displeasure as he felt the hostility from those violet eyes coldly penetrating his skin. He could not guess what was going on inside the head of those cold eyes.

Just as he opened his mouth, intending to rebuke the serpentine for her rude behavior against a supreme elder of the Bloodsucking clan, her voice rang out loud and clear in the silent stadium.

"Even if you feel it is your duty to lay the grounds for new rules, Supreme Elder, it is not your duty. You do not have the right or the power to decide and declare what I should be doing in regards to the competition and the entrance of the Underworld Palace.

If I may be kind enough to remind you, Supreme Elder, this is the affair of the Snake clan and Werewolf clan. Not the Bloodsucking clan.

Since when did the leaders of the Snake and Werewolf clans die and give you the power to interfere in their race's private and personal affairs? Since when did the Supreme Elder of the Bloodsucking clan become so concerned about the private matters of the two clans to the point of caring about their survival?

As far as I know, in fact, not only me, but every creature in the Nar realm knows, that the supreme rule in the realm is survival of the fittest. In the same way, whether I favor the Snake clan or the Werewolf clan in the competition should not be a matter of concern to you or the Bloodsucking clan, because that is also a private and personal matter of the two clans.

And as far as the supreme rule of survival of the fittest goes, you as an elder of the Bloodsucking clan should be rejoicing at the possible disintegration of the two clans strength as a result of my favoritism as that would usher in the rise of the four supreme clans, meaning more resources and greater power for your races.

So tell me, Supreme Elder. What does any of the Snake clan and Werewolf clan's private affairs have anything to do with you? And please, do not say any useless nonsense like 'believing it was your duty as a Supreme Elder to lay down the grounds for new rules in response to the sudden changes, because I do not buy it." Versailles coldly snapped, her flame hair freely floating in the air as a result of her silent rage.

Ramose's dark eyes glowed with adoration at the simple and straightforward manner in which Versailles placed the vampire in the limelight.

He saw the changes in the expressions of the demon queen, eagle king, and devil king as they also swept their gazes over her before fixing it on the supreme elder of the Bloodsucking clan.

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It seemed that they also had the same question running through their minds, but did not have the courage to openly ask in fear of offending the thousand years old vampire.

His soulmate was indeed courageous and fearless.

"You are misunderstanding me, serpent. I merely wished to avoid future problems that would cause unrest and dissatisfaction among the races, affecting the process of the Battle of Wars as a result of the Werewolf and Snake clan mating." A cold gleam flashed through Luke's pale blue eyes as he reevaluated the snake.

She definitely was not simple. If she was, she would not have dared to speak to a supreme elder in such a manner. Or was this an effect of the bond she shared with the wolf?

Thinking so, from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the werewolf king only to find the dog ogling the serpent with sparkling eyes. It was obvious that it was not his doing.

"Well, thank you for your consideration supreme elder. But there is no need for you to be worried about the matters of the Snake clan and Werewolf clan. As far as the Battle of Wars is concerned, that is another matter entirely.

From the start, as you pointed out, the Battle of Wars determines the ranking of the various races' positions on the food chain in the Nar realm.

I am a serpentine and will present the Snake clan. I do not care how the werewolves will feel about this because, right from the beginning, I was a serpentine who attended the battle arenas to battle for the Snake clan, not the Werewolf clan. I am and will always be a serpentine first and werewolf queen later.

And besides, I became the mate of the werewolf king only after the conclusion of the Battle of Might. Hence, I will fight without reservation for the continuation and success of the Snake clan in the Battle of Wars." Versailles firmly stated.

The races complexly looked at one another, their whispers and murmurs spreading out in the open stadium.

"What does the snake mean by does? Is she choosing the Snake clan over the Werewolf clan?"

"Is it not obvious? She clearly said that she was a serpent first before she was a werewolf queen. Obviously, she will not be going to the Underworld Palace before the conclusion of the Battle of Wars."

"Seriously? If I were her, I would choose to leave with the Werewolf clan. After all, the Underworld Palace is an abode that no creatures other than the werewolves and their mates could enter.

This means that even if the werewolves lost the Battle of Wars and fell down the ranking of the races, they would never become homeless like the other races because no race can take possession of the Underworld Palace aside from them."

"Right? If it was me who was mated with the wolf king, I would also choose to enter the Underworld Palace."

"Well, that is because you are not from the Snake clan. Even though the snake abode is not as personal as the Underworld Palace, I heard that it was one of the most beautiful and livable environments in the Nar realm. Why would a serpentine who lives in such an abode feel regret about not entering the Underworld Palace?"

As the whispers grew louder and louder, they entered the ears of the six supreme clans leaders and participants, making them nod their heads silently in agreement.

It was only the werewolf pack that dejectedly drooped their heads as they looked at Versailles with hurtful expressions on their wolf faces, as if greatly wronged.

Luke, on the other hand, was relieved on hearing her answer. From the whispers of the races and her words, he felt assured.

'My earlier assumption of her personality was not completely of after all. At least, she did not lose sight of her goal because of her mate-bond with the werewolf king.' He thought amiably.

Just as he was about to praise her for her heroic decision, her firm voice, laced with ice dropped like an erupting volcano in the wide stadium, instantly silencing the murmuring crowd with shock.

"I will enter the Underworld Palace and join the competition as a serpentine of the Snake clan. And if the werewolves get defeated by my hand in the process, then they can only blame themselves for being weak.." Versailles said with a playful smile as she gazed at the pack of dejected werewolves looking forlornly at her.

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