Chapter 75: Choice

"Who are you?" The Pink Goblins were alarmed by the methods of the female standing before them. She did not fight, did not struggle, just spewed a sea of flames and their deadliest enemies were reduced to dust.

Such methods were unheard of.

Versailles carelessly observed the changing expressions on the Pink Goblins' faces. In her last life, she considered them extinct as their race were never spotted upon the surface of the Nar realm. Along with the other ancient races, their traces were wiped out from the realm.

It was only at the last moment of her life, that she found out the ancient races considered extinct, were in fact converted by the dark magic wielder. They were sent after her to get the 'gem of three lives' from her grasp.

Unfortunately, she herself had no idea where the gem went. Last she remembered, it entered her fading soul and she never saw it again. However, she did have an inkling that it was the 'glowing soul' in her core.

"We asked, who are you?" The same voice that dared her to come out, sounded again, pulling her out of her thoughts.

Sweeping her gaze over the white-haired, pink-eyed goblin, Versailles nonchalantly replied.

"Who I am, is not important. What I am here for, is what you should be asking."

The moment she left the Floating Flaming Island of the Snake clan, she headed straight towards the Pink Goblins location, with the expectation and hope that the ancient race still stood. Rushing without rest for a whole ice night, she arrived just in time to prevent their destruction, prevent their previous ending.

"Then, what are you here for?" A young goblin with ashy-blonde hair and pink eyes stepped up, protectively shielding his meagre clans' men.

"Master Ian, step back. Let me deal with this female. To be able to deal with the black shadows so easily, she is no ordinary opponent." The white-haired goblin moved up, pulling the young blonde goblin back.

"It is fine, Ulain. I want to know what she is here for." Ian shook off Ulain's hold, his eyes not once moving from the strange female.

"Since...she took the trouble to save us...there must...be something that she wants...from us. She will not...attack. Let...us hear...what she has...to say." Chief Mein held his bleeding wound as he limped forward, slumping on the ground beside Ulain's feet.

"Father, why did you move?" Ian bent down to support his father back to his feet.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." The strange female's soft voice sounded again, causing him to pause in his action. Raising his head, he looked at her in confusion.

"Your father is heavily injured. Moving him around will only open his wounds further, increasing his blood loss. From his complexion, he will probably not make it past this ice night. However, I can save him. On one condition." The smirk on the female's face turned darker as her violet eyes flashed with a golden light.

"Condition? What condition? Is your condition related to the reason for your appearance here?" Ian asked apprehensively.

He wanted his father to get well but was fearful of falling into a trap. This female was not simple. She had the power to wipe out a horde of dark shadows in a matter of moments. Wiping them out would be as easy as lifting a finger. Even then, he was not willing to bow down to her. The Pink Goblins had their ancient pride.

"No, the reason for my appearance here is different. However, they do go together. Since there would be no point in healing him just to kill him, why don't I tell you of my reason for being here first?" She cheerfully clapped her hands, her playful gaze sweeping over their wretched figures.

No goblin responded to her taunts, only silently watching her, waiting for her to get to the main point. Seeing their unresponsive behavior, she pouted unhappily, before breaking into another smile. Only this time, the smile was not one of a smirk, but one of absolute confidence.

"It is very simple actually. I came here to give your Pink Goblin race a choice. Make that two." Her gaze shifted to his father for a brief moment before turning back on them.

"I am giving you the choice to either become my underlings or become the dark magic wielder's underlings. Of course, if you do choose the dark magic wielder, I would have no choice but to exterminate your whole race. Because you see, there is a feud between the shadow lord and me!" Instantly, strong gusts of wind blew and fire burst from the flaming trees. Her tumultuous voice boomed in the chaotic field, highlighting her oppressive aura.

"What is your choice?" She demanded condescendingly.

"You want us to become your underlings? You wish! By what right? The Pink Goblins can be wiped out, but they will not lower themselves to anyone." Ian immediately hollered, his face red with anger.

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"For all I care, you can be wiped out if you want. I came here not to talk about your rights, but to give you a choice. The choice between siding with the dark magic wielder or with me. The choice to protect the last members of your race or lead them to eternal doom. The choice to do the right thing, by siding with the right side. The choice to choose me!" Her flame hair flowed freely above her head, her hands clasped behind her back.

With her dark smirk, she was the personification of the sovereign of death.

Ian shivered as he looked into her purple eyes. They were eyes of mystery and power, of majesty and glory, of life and death.

He instantly understood.

If they so much as took the dark lord's name, she would rain death on them. Brutally and mercilessly.

"So, you see. It is very simple. You become my underlings and I will guarantee you the safety of your race. You decide to become the shadow lord's underlings, and I will kill you immediately. I do not like making things difficult for myself. I end your history today, I save myself from future trouble. But whatever the ending, the choice will be yours to make."

"You...what makes you think the Pink Goblins would work as another race's underlings?" In all his hundred years of life, Ian had never faced such blatant humiliation before.

He was never told to his face to enslave himself and his race to secure their lives. He never experienced such shame.

"I would rather kill myself than become your slave." He wrathfully hissed, his clenched teeth grinding painfully against each other.

"You are more than welcome to. But, are you taking the decision for the rest of your race? If so, we shouldn't waste any more time. Hahaha..." Laughing uproariously, the female's form raised into the air, red-gold light swirling around her, as the bottom half of her body transformed into a giant golden tail.

"You can all burn to dust, together!" Stretching to her full form, the serpentine's tail enveloped their tiny figures in her golden scales.

Just as Versailles opened her mouth in preparation to attack, a piercing cry stopped her.

"Wait! Wait! We will side with you!" She shifted her gaze and saw the speaker was the white-haired goblin.

"Uncle Ulain!" The young blonde goblin screamed.

Knitting her brows in confusion, she impatiently waited to hear what he had to say.

"Well, go on. Remember, this will be the last chance you have to speak. So say whatever you want to say in one go." She encouraged good-naturedly.

"We will side with you. You said that you will guarantee the safety of our race if we become your...underlings. You and the dark magic wielder have a feud. Okay, how can we be sure that you will not go back on your word?" The white-haired goblin, Ulain calmly asked.

"Good question. Unfortunately, there is no way for you to be sure. I guess you will just have to take a leap of faith. Either way, it is not like your race will be losing out, is it? After all, I did just save you from the brink of destruction. Even if I were to slaughter you in the next instant, I would owe you nothing. Your lives belonged to me the moment I saved you." Her sharp violet gaze met Ulain's pink ones, shedding all sort of pretense.

She had no desire in making false promises. Whether they became her underlings or not, it did not matter much to her. Her goal in coming to the flaming forest was to prevent the dark magic wielder from growing his army. To prevent the shadow lord from growing stronger.

As for making the Pink Goblins her underlings?

It was a thought that unabatedly flashed through her mind and on the spur of the moment, she immediately decided to act upon it.

Since she planned on creating her own force, she thought of making the Pink Goblins her first recruits.

They, would be her first subordinates.

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