Chapter 76: Healing Chief Mein

Versailles crossed her arms as she unconcernedly looked at the goblin Ulain. They truly had nothing to lose. If it had not been for her sudden appearance, the whole Pink Goblin race would have either become dead corpses or the dark lord's puppets.

So, whether they choose to believe in her guarantee of protection or not, it was up to them. She had nothing to lose. Nothing to fear. If not them, then she would find another race to work under her, becoming her first subordinates.

"So, we have no choice but to trust you on your word, is that it?" Ulain asked with clenched fists.

He really wanted to preserve the last remaining members of his clan. Although they would never be able to get their old glory back, they could at least prevent the Pink Goblins race from going extinct. They could prevent their race from being wiped out in their hands.

"Yes, that's exactly it." Versailles indifferently smiled.

She felt no pity or sympathy for the pathetic creatures. In a realm where the strongest fist had the final say, weak creatures had only one ending.

Ah, make that two.

Death or slavery. And she spared them from death, by giving them the option of slavery.

"You said that you can heal our chief. If we become your subordinates, will you heal our chief?" Ulain sadly asked as glanced at the unconscious Chief Mein.

Before even the appearance of the girl, the Chief had prepared for death. So, did the rest of the tribe. Only, fortunately, or unfortunately, they were rescued at the last moment.

As she said, she owed them nothing. They were alive because the girl rescued them. As such, their lives truly belonged to her. However, he wanted to use her desire to have them work for her to get his chief treated.

"No, I won't. Becoming my underlings is out of your own volition. You will become my subordinates in exchange for protection. You want your Chief healed? Well, that will have to follow a different procedure. I did say that I would heal him under one condition, right? That is the second choice you have to make." Ulain felt his blood drain as he saw the smirk widen on her face.

They will have to make another choice?

"You...You will not heal my father even when Uncle Ulain agreed for the Pink Goblins to become your underlings? Then why should we even work for you?" Ian shouted in frustration and rage.

He understood Ulain's intention to keep the Pink Goblin's race from going extinct. But what was the point of living under the servitude of others, when they would have to beg to even get his father treated? What was the point in surviving when their own identities would be compromised?

"Ian, please, do not say anything else. Please, do not mind Ian's outburst. He is still coming to terms with the goblins' situation. What is the other choice we have to make?" Ulain spoke calmly as he gripped the young blonde goblin's arm.

Versailles curiously watched the interaction between the two goblins, finding their scuffle interesting.

"Humm, the second choice is, your chief will either work as my recruitment leader and help me in managing my forces, or die." She nonchalantly voiced her condition, unaffected by the murmurs and whispers among the goblins.

When she saw the injured goblin worry over the future of the Nar realm above the impending doom of his own race, she got an inkling that he would make a great recruiting leader. A leader that would look beyond the race of the individual.

Such a leader was exactly what she needed in building up her new force.

"Chief will work as a recruitment leader for you? But why? I am sure your own race would be a much better option, right?" 

He couldn't understand what the female was thinking. As a condition, her second choice should have been one beneficial to her and not detrimental. However, she was making a condition that held the possibility of backfiring on her. If either of them decided to go against her, she would be done for.

"If I want someone to work for me, I do not look at their race. If they possess the quality I am looking for, then they will immediately become my subordinates. That's why, you do not need to bother yourself with my condition. Just tell me, do you accept or not?" She asked in finality.

Ulain saw nothing wrong with the condition she placed fourth. Their race was going to be under her command, her servitude. So, they would be working for her in some aspect or the other. With their chief securing a recruitment leader status, they had a better chance of secretly growing undercover.

Decided, Ulain glanced at the silently raging Young Master and dying Chief Mein. There was no hesitation or doubt in his heart or mind.

"I accept your condition! Our chief will work as your recruitment leader and we will be your underlings. So please, heal our chief now."

"Of course! This deal will be sealed by an ancient blood oath."

"Ancient blood oath?" 

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"Yes, ancient blood oath. You should be more than satisfied with such an outcome. Now, let's get started."

"Yes!" Ulain had no reason, basis, or misgivings to turn down such a great offer.

Her making a blood oath was already reason enough for him to accept her conditions. This was a guarantee that the protection of their race would be her responsibility. As long as the blood oath remained, they had nothing to fear.

Splitting his wrist, he raised his hand, allowing his pink blood to flow through the air.

"Do your Chief and Young Master as well." The female snake commended.

"Young Master, for the sake of the Pink Goblins and your father, we must act now. We must accept her conditions." Ulain turned to Ian, who was now standing with a stoic expression, no trace of emotion on his face.

Reaching over, he made a slit on his wrist and did the same with the unconscious chief.

The three men's blood flowed through the air, arriving before the serpentine.

Versailles briefly swept her gaze over the group and slit her own wrist without hesitation.

Golden blood mixed with pink, fusing and forming into a ring. They then split into four parts and rushed towards the four individuals. The rings then wrapped around Ian, Ulain, Chief Mein, and Versailles wrists like wrist bands, searing into their skin as they left their imprint on their souls.

Now, the four individuals were tied by a blood oath that would instantly destroy the soul of any individual that attempts to violate or go back on the conditions agreed upon.

"Can you please, heal our chief now?"

Having settled the matter of working under the serpentine, Ulain no longer held any cautions towards her. They were now her underlings, their life and death controlled by her whims.

Ian knelt beside his father, not a word leaving his mouth. He felt disgraced and dishonored to be working under another race when he was born as a proud member of the Pink Goblin race.

He felt insulted and humiliated by the servitude agreement but had no say or choice in the matter. He had no right or power to decide or dictate the life and death of the remaining Pink Goblins. As such, he accepted everything in silence.

'In the end, it is because I am too weak! If I had enough power and strength, such a situation would not have arisen.' 

He grimly thought with fierce eyes, his grip tightening on his father's arm.

Versailles did not care for the goblins' feelings or thoughts. She had a goal to reach and the first step seemed to begin with the Pink Goblins.

Not wanting to lose such heavens sent opportunity to enslave them to her services, she took advantage of the ancient blood oath to hasten the process. From their perspective, she was providing them with the oath to make them feel assured. 

However, only she knew that she used the oath to better control them. With the bindings of the oath, the Pink Goblins would never think to betray her, unless they sought death.

Satisfied with her gains, Versailles transformed back into a human and approached the dying chief. She really did not want to lose such a good lackey. 

'Alright, let's heal the goblin Chief. His death will delay my great plans, and that I cannot accept!'

Bending, she laid her delicate, fair hand on his chest, and immediately released her powers. After the cleansing of the Snake Queen and her little transformation, her red-gold flames were now even purer and brighter than before.

And because she was healing physical wounds at the moment, she did not need to be cautious with her power.

As their radiant glow filled the bleak atmosphere, they swallowed the Chief's broken body within their light, torching him like a glorious beacon inside out.

With speed visible to the naked eye, all the wounds and missing chunks of fleshes healed and regrew, mending themselves within the blink of an eye.

Pretty soon, there wasn't a single injury left on the dying goblin's body.

"Ahhhhh...."

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