Chapter 83: Rebuilding The Ancient Fortress

Versailles sat up with a satisfied expression on her face. Before her eyes were the stone like statues of three snake haired women, their expressions frozen in shock and disbelief.

This was Versailles' reason for choosing the Poison Fields. The three Gorgons.

During one of her exploration expeditions in her last life, Versailles found in an ancient monument that using the red-green eyes of a python, Gorgons could be turned to stone. If one combined the magical ability of the eye with their own power, they would have the ability to commend the stone turned Gorgons.

This stone transformation was not literally stone, but stone in the sense they would no longer be beings with emotions, feelings, will, or individuality. 

Of course, there was a prerequisite for such an occurrence to successfully succeed. The beast performing the task not only needed to possess fire type ability, they also needed to be able to sustain the transformation process long enough for the spell to complete.

Not completing the task would result in a sever backlash. The spell would turn back on her, and she would be at the mercy of the Gorgons.

As such, she was very conflicted and anxious about performing the deed, fearful of not being able to sustain the usage of her powers long enough to complete the spell. However, since circumstances were favoring her, allowing her to possess fire power, she was not willing to give up without at least trying.

At worse, she would fail. But she would not mind such an outcome, knowing that she gave her all.

Thankfully, her preparations and efforts paid off.

She succeeded. 

"Huuu, now for the next step." Breathing out deeply, she stored the red-green eyes, and looked at the stone statues.

"Wake up at once." She commended with a power filled voice. 

Clang, clang, clang.

The three stone statues scrambled to their feet, their stone bodies dragging on the stone floor. Standing before Versailles, they were nothing like what they once were. They no longer had the haughty and arrogant appearances, their expressions stoic and emotions dead.

The moment they turned into stone like existences, they became nothing more than Versailles puppets.

"I want you to go and call on all your minions. Within the span of one week, I want this whole Ancient Fortress rebuilt, the poison within its walls cleared. Is that understood."

"Yes, Mistress!" 

"Good. Now go and get to work." Without another word, she turned and left.

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"Your place of settlement is taken care of. You will need to do a little bit of re-decoration according to your tastes, though." Leaning back on the flame tree, Versailles nonchalantly announced to the awaiting Chief Mein, Ulain, and Ian.

"You took care of our settlement within the Poison Fields? That quickly?" Chief Mein was beside himself with shock.

The female left and returned in no more than one ice night and warm morning. So, how was she able to accomplish a feat such as locating a livable environment within such a short period of time? How was she able to navigate through the poisonous miasma, that blocked vision and effortlessly killed?

No matter how many possibilities he came up with, he was not able to come up with a reasonable explanation for such a feat. But one thing was certain.

No matter how she accomplished the task, she had shown her capabilities.

Ulain looked at the female serpentine with respect in his eyes. He knew what the Poison Fields were.

Heard horrifying tales of the place in his childhood, and attempted to seek adventure from it in adulthood while still ignorant. But in the act, he almost lost his life.

Moreover, he was not the only reckless individual. Ordinary beasts had never entered the place and returned alive to tell the tale. Now, here was a serpentine, who not only entered the region, but also returned alive within one ice night and warm morning.

"You were able to find a settlement for the Pink Goblins. For that, you have our sincerest apology and thanks." Chief Mein bent on one knee, his voice firm.

"Even though we are already your slaves, with my own wish, I want to formally offer my services to you until the end of my immortal live."

"I would also like to offer my services to you out of my own volition. Please accept me as your slave or servant." Kneeling next to his chief, Ulain solemnly declared.

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"No need to flatter me. I know that you are only sticking to me right now, because of the shadow armies. Once they are exterminated, you will no longer be as reverent as you are now. But either way, I do not care. Since you dare to offer, I dare to accept." Versailles arrogantly said, not the least bit restrained.

"When will we move and where are we moving to?" Ian could no longer watch his Father and Uncle Ulain's stunts, feeling uncomfortable with their antics.

It was one thing for them to serve the serpentine out of helplessness. He could accept them kneeling for the continuity of the Pink Goblins race. However, he saw and felt no honor in them bowing down just because the female made one trip successful.

For all they knew, she could have gotten the help of her clan.

As such, he did not feel inclined towards her, instead, raising his walls even higher. She could do whatever she wanted, but he was not going to fall for it. She might be the savior of his father and race, but he felt no gratitude. Because the reason for her assistance was for her own selfish motives.

Versailles was accustomed to the cold attitude of this deposed Young Master of the Pink Goblins race. Hence, she did not take offense at his attitude, only smiling amusedly. 

However, the same could not be said for Chief Mein and Uncle Ulain.

'What is this brat doing? He seems to be purposely putting the female on tenterhooks.'

They were displeased and dissatisfied with his behavior.

"The Pink Goblins new place of settlement is the Ancient Fortress inside the Poison Fields." 

Her voice was like a thunder, exploding inside Chief Mein and Ulain's heads, sending their souls shivering as their bodies trembled.

Disbelief written all over his face, Chief Mein looked at Versailles like he was looking at an alien specie. He had no words to express the turbulent emotions in his heart.

"Ancient Fo...Fortress!?" He bellowed in shock, still not able to accept such an absurd claim.

"Is the Ancient Forest not the Gorgon's stronghold?" Ulain asked in equal measure confusion and anger.

He felt the serpentine was playing with their feelings. The Ancient Fortress was the home of the Gorgons, who despite being groups, were at times more powerful than the clans. And the reason behind this strength was their stronghold, the Ancient Fortress.

With the double combination of the existing poison in the environment and the venomous poison spewed by the Gorgons, the place was the least likely place anyone would think of living in.

"Not is. Used to be. After last night, the Ancient Fortress became officially mine. The Gorgons my slaves." Another shock went through their being, causing them to lay limply on the ground.

"Okay, let me get this right. In one ice night, you rushed to the Poison fields, found your way around the poisonous miasma, entered their stronghold, and defeated the Gorgons, turning them into your slaves? And you did all this alone?" Chief Mein's voice grew hoarser and hoarser with every word he spoke.

'This female can no longer be described as an ordinary serpentine. There is more to her than meets the eye. Maybe, that is way the dark lord is after her?

He was barely able to make sense of his jumbled thoughts, his gaze turning peculiar as he looked at her.

"Yes, any problem?" She asked coldly, her violet eyes turning sharp as knives. 

"No, No. Of course not. I was just wondering. But the Ancient Fortress is a mess. Aside from the Gorgons, there would probably be many other poisonous species around." He informed in a hurry. 

"There is no need to worry about that. I have the Gorgons working on renovating the place and rebuilding the fortress. The poison inside the fortress will be cleared. However, the poison outside will remain. They will act as a form of defense against any unexpected visitors and appearances." She disdainfully glanced at him.

"Otherwise, with your meagre numbers and strength, you would be corpses before you could even assist me. Furthermore, I have future plans for the fortress. So, prepare your people, Chief. Because pretty soon, the Pink Goblins will not be the only species occupying the fortress." Her shinning bright eyes were filled with expectations as she looked at him.

"The Gorgons working on the Fortress? There will be more species living inside the Ancient Fortress in the Poison Fields, aside from us?" He reiterated, doubting his ears.

He found out that he was either in shock, confusion, or disbelief whenever he conversed with this serpentine. Have the fledglings in the Nar realm progressed so far, while they remained holed up in their nests? Because, for a female so young, such ability was commendable.

He sighed in resignation, no longer averse to the idea of being her slave. To be able to accomplish such matters, he saw no shame in serving her. She had the disposition and bearings of a great leader.

'But, how did she enslave the Gorgons? Did they encounter the same situation as the Pink Goblins, attacked by the dark shadows? And who was as unfortunate as them, reduced to living inside the Ancient Fortress of the Poison Fields as well?'

The more he heard, the more questions arose in his heart.

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