Chapter 78 - Matter Of Relocation (2/2)

”The reason why I am here is to request for your assistance in relocating from the Flaming Forests. Now that the dark lord failed in capturing the Pink Goblins, dark shadows are likely going to appear in swarms. Moreover, after that brutal battle, the landscape here is no longer livable.” He earnestly looked at the serpentine, imploring her with his sincere gaze.

If they were not able to move out of the Flaming Forests, the Pink Goblins would go extinct before the dark lord even took action.

Since they were already willing to pay the price of continuing their race, working as underlings under another race, then they would strive to survive no matter the cost. Letting go of their pride to plead for help was a small matter.

Ulain had also sought out the serpentine for the same matter. They needed to find a new settlement, a livable environment for the remaining Pink Goblins. Hearing his chief mention the topic before him, his tense muscles loosen in relief.

'Good. Now that Chief Mein has brought up the topic, I don't have to be anxious. The serpentine has decided to make the chief her recruitment leader. She will give his request more importance than if it was me.'

Sighing melancholy, he raised his head, sweeping his gaze over the land he had once called home. After leaving, they would never return again. The land of their ancestors would become a piece of memory for the older generation, and a tale for the younger.

His chest clenched in pain, and Ulain forcefully suppressed the tears shimmering in his eyes.

This was no time to cry. He could not break down when the survival of his race was in jeopardy.

Clenching his fists, he bowed his head and blinked back the tears, before looking towards the serpentine. Her decision would determine the fate of their clan.

But he too, like his chief, expected her to lend a hand as she seemed to need the Pink Goblins.

Versailles felt the sincerity in the goblin chief's eyes and words. His concern and worry for his race was commendable, as expected of any leader. However, she was a bit surprised in finding the same sincerity and plea in the white-haired goblin's eyes, as well.

'Hmmm...perhaps, in my quest to prevent the dark lord's forces from growing, I inadvertently discovered hidden gems? Not one, but two!'

Violet eyes sparkling, Versailles suppressed her surging emotions. She could not let them see how delighted she was.

In this realm, survival was the ultimate goal. In the pursuit of remaining alive, beasts of every race killed, plundered, cheated, or schemed. In order to survive, there were no boundaries that weren't crossed, no relations that weren't shattered. Betrayal and conspiracy were an everyday matter.

And yet, in the desolate Flaming Forest of the Northeast region, she happened to come across two sincere and honest goblins.

The perfect leaders for her future forces.

'Is it because they were isolated from the rest of the Nar realm, not having to struggle for resources with the other races, that they are able to remain sincere and untainted?'

'Could the other ancient races be the same as well?'

Versailles' heart pounded after thinking that.

If so, then she had just found her mighty and powerful force.

”No need to worry, goblin Chief. I was planning on shifting the Pink Goblins from the Flaming Forests, anyway. As for your new home, you and your race will need to come with me. We will be heading towards the Poison Fields.” Versailles' smile was honest and pure, not a trace of malice or ill intention to be found.

The three goblins froze in shock, their hearts throbbing in their chests, as their sight filled with the mesmerizing smile of the serpentine.

They felt their souls shaking in excitement, unexpectedly reacting to her, unconsciously attracted to her. It felt like an invisible magnet was drawing, pulling their very being towards her.

They had never seen a beast of the Nar realm smile so brightly and beautifully before. The smile was one of beauty, one of life, and one of light.

It was one that had everything the Nar realm lacked.

And it was beautiful enough to captivate and ensnare even their immortal souls.

”Yes...Poison Fields...” Chief Mein spoke in a daze, his pink glossed eyes fixed on the serpentine.

”What? Poison Fields?”

It was a while later that he finally reacted with a scream, registering the accursed words he spoke.

'Poison Fields!'

Even the thought of the place made him shudder in fear. And the serpentine planned to move the Pink Goblins there.

Relocate them, there.