Chapter 93 - Start Of The Battle Of Wit (1/2)

”It's clear.”

The responding cry was dull and weak, evident of the beasts lack of enthusiasm.

Helpless, the witches sighed in resignation.

There was nothing they could do about the situation. They couldn't force the creatures to be excited for an event that held no benefit for them.

Even though the five clans used the excuse of retaining the rankings and current order of things in the realm to make them accept the challenge of the serpentine, it was obvious the affect of the persuasion had worn off during the brief time gap.

Now, the beasts were more concerned about the Werewolf King's wrath than the possible extinction of their clans.

”For this Battle of Wars, the Werewolf clan and the Snake clan will not be taking part. All races will be battling the serpentine of the Snake clan to the death. The outcome of the Wars will decide the direction of the realm. Alright, then let the Battle of Wit begin! May the mightiest reign supreme!”

”May the mightiest reign supreme!”

As they watched the scarcely energized crowd, the witches felt strange.

The Battle of Wars that dictated the statuses of the various races in the realm for centuries, was so easily discarded at the appearance of one serpentine.

An ancient ritual and custom that was never questioned nor challenged, was so easily changed.

All because of one serpentine.

As if linked, the six looked towards the direction of the serpentine at the same time.

Versailles, the main focus of this Battle of Wars, was snuggled comfortably in the broad embrace of her mate.

”Ahem! For how long are the two of you planning on staying glued together?”

The Snake Queen was disgruntled with the Werewolf King. Her friend had only just returned, and before she could even properly welcome her back, the beast dropped in and snatched her.

However, he was Versailles' mate. And so, she was left standing, not even able to vent her displeasure.

Queen Nakee's sharp tone abruptly brought Versailles to her senses.

Blushing, she disengaged from her mate's arms, fiercely glaring at him in embarrassment.

She took such great pain to dress for the occasion, wanting to display a ferocious and fearsome persona. And yet, her own mate was bent on ruining her good deed.

”What?” Ramose innocently asked, his dark eyes wide in confusion. He had no idea why his perfectly obedient mate was now glaring at him.

All he did was hug her, right? Was that not allowed?

”Go back to your pack, Ramose. From here, they look like abandoned cubs.”

”cubs?” There was a strange gleam in Ramose's eyes at the mention of the word cubs.

But Versailles failed to catch it.

Snorting, she turned and walked away.

She couldn't be bothered to deal with the wolf. Ignoring him completely, she shyly approached her friend, who stood with her arms crossed patronizingly across her chest.

”Ah? Snake Queen, what's wrong? Why do you look like you can't wait to cleave some beast in two?”

”How well you know me. That's exactly what I feel like doing now.”

”You...”

Before she could complete what she wanted to say, she heard the old slogan of the Nar realm.

”May the mightiest reign supreme!”

The Battle of Wit, had officially began.

The shyness and embarrassment instantly disappeared from her face, turning coldly grim.

”Versailles, it is still not too late to forfeit. You can withdraw your participation from this battle right now. Once you step onto the battleground, there will be no going back. It will be a struggle to the death.”

Queen Nakee did not know if what she did was right. On one side, it was her sister-like friend, and on the other, her clan.

For the continuation of the Snake clan, Versailles' participation in the Battle of Wars was mandatory. However, if Versailles participated in the Wars, she would have to struggle for her survival.

”You don't need to feel bad, Snake Queen. I am taking part in this battles, not because of you, but because of myself. Representing the Snake clan is just an excuse.”

Seeing her friend in a daze, Versailles knew the woman held herself responsible for the current situation.

However, Versailles participation in the Battle of Wars had absolutely zero connection with the Snake clan.

She participated because she wanted to grow stronger. She participated because she wanted to fight for what she believed in.

And Ramose was the dream Versailles sought, and now, believed.

She would see to it that no Supreme Elder or Dark Lord got in between them ever again.

Turning to the silent Ramose, she lightly smiled, nodding briefly.

Without any more words, Versailles flapped her sleeves and moved forward, flashing into the distance.

It was finally time to fight for what she desired.

*

Ramose thoughtfully watched Versailles receding back, before turning and moving back to the werewolves.

”Wolf King, we found the beast you requested. What should we do with him?”

Upon reaching the pack, Olsen hurriedly approached him. The anxiety and nervousness on his expression signifying the importance of the matter.

”You found him? Is everything exactly like how I requested?” Ramose seriously asked.

If it were any other matter, he wouldn't have given it so much attention.

However, this matter was closely tied with his mate's safety.

Even if the entire realm was against him, he couldn't bring himself to not interfere.