Healing Chief Mein
Versailles crossed her arms as she unconcernedly looked at the goblin Ulain. They truly had nothing to lose. If it had not been for her sudden appearance, the whole Pink Goblin race would have either become dead corpses or the dark lord's puppets.
So, whether they choose to believe in her guarantee of protection or not, it was up to them. She had nothing to lose. Nothing to fear. If not them, then she would find another race to work under her, becoming her first subordinates.
"So, we have no choice but to trust you on your word, is that it?" Ulain asked with clenched fists.
He really wanted to preserve the last remaining members of his clan. Although they would never be able to get their old glory back, they could at least prevent the Pink Goblins race from going extinct. They could prevent their race from being wiped out in their hands.
"Yes, that's exactly it." Versailles indifferently smiled.