Chapter 79 - The Poison Fields (1/2)

The poison fields were located in the center of the Nar realm, close to the Sacred Serpent Valley and Floating Flame Island of the Snake clan. As the name implied, it was a field overrun with the most vicious and poisonous venoms in the realm. It was a field for venomous beasts.

And that's not even including the Gorgons that resided there.

'The Pink Goblins will be relocating to the Poison Fields?'

Ulain was as frightened as Chief Mein. The thought of the place itself filled him with dread and trepidation. Trembling, he focused his gaze on the serpentine, doubts arising in his heart.

'Were we being too conceited, believing she needed us? Because, this is no salvation, but damnation! The Pink Goblins race is certain to go extinct the moment we step into those fields!'

Ulain felt rage brewing in his heart, his gaze going cold.

She didn't seem to need them. If she did, she would not be asking for their lives. Because that's exactly what it would be. Asking for their lives, if she relocated them to such a vicious place.

Chief Mein's body was still shuddering in fright. His heart chilled as he recalled the serpentine's declaration to move the Pink Goblins into the poison fields.

'Is this her way of telling us not to get ahead of ourselves? Is she warning us not to make any demands when we are only slaves?'

He wondered in agitation and despondency.

The only hope he had for saving the Pink Goblins turned out to be a dead end. The savior he placed his faith in, was nothing more than a cruel and ice-hearted woman. A cruel woman that wouldn't so much as blink, if the whole race was wiped out right before her eyes. The Pink Goblins survival or extinction wouldn't make any difference to her.

With every thought that ran through his mind, Chief Mein's chilled heart froze over, not the slightest bit of warmth left behind.

”Of course the Poison Fields. Why are you making a face as if I asked to sleep with your mate? As beautiful as she might be, I am not interested. I already have a mate. And if you treasure your life, never say my name in the same breath as another beast. My mate wouldn't like it. Consider it as a kind warning.”

He wished she had asked to sleep with his mate, at least then, he wouldn't feel as if he had failed the Pink Goblin's race. At least then, he wouldn't feel so hopeless and powerless.

Ian too, sensed the sudden transformation in his father and Uncle Ulain's aura. It was so dark and bleak, he felt overwhelmed.

'What is up with Father and Uncle Ulain? They look like they just heard the Pink Goblin race was going to be exterminated. Are they reacting like this because of the Poison Fields the serpentine mentioned?'

His eyes flickered in concentration, trying to decipher what sort of place could get the leaders of the goblin race frozen stiff.

Versailles saw the chief turn mute and deaf, not responding to a word she said. Glancing at Ulain, she saw he was in the same condition.

”What? You're not going to say anything, make any comments or laugh? You do know that was a joke, right?” She asked skeptically.

'It couldn't be? Were they so isolated from the realm, that they didn't even know how to joke around?'

Mind racing, her violet eyes squinted in scrutiny as she looked at the two goblins with mournful expressions on their faces.

”Are you really going to relocate the Pink Goblins to the poison fields?” Chief Mein choked out with difficulty.

When he heard her mention the word 'joke', a new spark of hope lit up in his heart. He held on to a tiny bit of hope that she was joking about relocating them as well. Otherwise, he would be plugged into an endless abyss of despair.

Unfortunately, his earnest wish was met with a ruthless rebuttal. Dashed and crushed without mercy.

”Yes, the Pink Goblins will be relocated to the Poison Fields. In fact, not only will the Pink Goblins be occupying the Poison Fields, the other races recruited to the force will be as well.”

”But that is  the Poison Fields! How could any race, apart from those with venom in their veins, hope to occupy such a place? Such an act is suicide, vicious and direct!” Ulain screeched in anger.

”Yes, living in such a place is nothing short of committing a swift and direct suicide.” Chief Mein spiritlessly replied, his face haggard.

So, there really was no hope for the Pink Goblin race?