Chapter 83 - Rebuilding The Ancient Fortress (1/2)
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.
*
”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.