"What is the meaning of this mage" called Draig, the mosquitoes didn't really hold much use to him except for collection but still the act of destroying them had earned his chagrin.

"Get by with your own skill from now on, if you really want to fill that disgusting little book of yours then do it with your own power instead of these cloak and dagger tactics" stated the mage settling a serious gaze on the vampire.

Draig sneered before disappearing from the spot but was quickly swatted back into his position by Zarra who had intercepted him.

"What are you doing now" demanded Draig holding his arm that seemed to have gone limp.

"Stopping you" stated Zarra simply his serious gaze set on the vampire.

"You tell me to collect with my own power but then refuse to allow them to defend with theirs? How hypocritcal but then again what should I expect from a Mortal" stated Draig causing Zarra to pause as he had in fact acted as such but he didn't allow it to faze him for long.

"The strong make the rules while the weak will obey, you should be aware of this by now" stated Zarra deciding to hit Draig where it hurts.

Hearing his words Draig indeed felt as if he had been struck, gritting his teeth Draig soon relaxed and began to smile contrary to Zarra's expectations.

"Your right, how could I ever forget" chuckled Draig as he turned his back on the Dark mage further surprising Zarra.

"Where are you going" asked Zarra as he saw Draig begin to leave.

"I am leaving" stated Draig firmly

"Leaving? Where" questioned Zarra losing his edge at that statement.

"Why should the strong concern themselves with the weak" answered Draig as leapt into the air floating into the distance.

Zarra saw this and cursed himself, he had struck from the wrong angle but Draig was smirking on the inside as he had struck from the right angle.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

'Father you may be the strongest on the battlefield but you are plagued by your regrets making you weak' thought Draig until he felt some kind of force stopping him from going any further.

"Wait, Draig" came the unexpected voice of Gregory who had quickly followed after the Feratu.

"What do you want" called Draig refusing to turn around.

"I know you don't like me or anyone a.s.sociated with the Dark idiot back there, okay. Listen to me though, I know it seems like he is trying to single you out but he's not. Zarra only wants to help you grow and achieve your true potential but at the same time he has to show everyone else that your not getting special treatment. I know better than anyone besides Jared, how badly Zarra wants this chance to connect with you. All I ask is that you give him the chance and open your heart" stated Gregory looking towards the Vampire.

Draig stopped his scheming and actually felt he had acted foolish, turning around he looked at Gregory and sighed.

"Your wrong." stated Draig simply causing Gregory to drop his gaze.

"I dont dislike everyone a.s.sociated with him..... Uncle" stated Draig though on the inside he knew he would regret saying these words.

Sure enough Gregory hearing those words lit up like the fourth of July and beamed a smile so big it ripped the side of his rotting face.

"Then will you come back with me" asked Gregory hopeful for the response.

"Fine. I'll return" stated Draig though he was certain that he would regret it.

In the distance Zarra was watching as he felt his heart tearing at the sight of Draig leaving again but he saw Gregory stop him and a bit of hope rekindled, then he saw that the Necromancer was returning with Draig in tow. What was more is that it seemed as if Draig was returning of his own volition, though he was suspicious about why Gregory was smirking and smiling at the same time.

On the ground Sherry was full of complex emotions, anger, embarra.s.sment, and other things she couldn't quite describe but the sight of Draig returning gave her the feeling of satisfaction. To her the Feratu was hope for advancement and growth in the future given her cla.s.s, but she was still angered by her treatment but anyone looking could see something else hidden in her gaze.

Draig and Gregory landed back to the ground but the Feratu didn't say anything but the Necromancer was quick to rub it in Jared's face that he had been called uncle.

"Your lying" gawked Jared looking at Draig then at Gregory.

"It's the truth, he called me Uncle. Say Draigy could you say it again for this useless pile of sc.r.a.p to hear" asked Gregory with a smirk.

"Once was enough" stated Draig but still it confirmed Gregory's claim causing Jared to sink in defeat but then turn a hopeful gaze towards Draig.

"T-then perhaps you could say it to me" suggested Jared looking towards Draig hopeful.

Sighing Draig put aside his pride as he was asked.

"Uncle J" stated Draig causing Jared to look as if he had received the greatest of gifts but Gregory looked discontent.

"Hey how come I got a plain 'Uncle' but he got specified" complained Gregory

Draig refused to get more involved in the duo's foolishness lest it become contagious, however this entire time he hadn't taken one glance towards Zarra.

"If we are done here I will be returning to my dwelling" stated Draig turning towards the Towns.h.i.+p.

"Wait for Sylvie" called the Blank faced Demon slayer.

"Don't forget about me" stated Mirror as she followed close behind.

"What about us" came the call of Willow as she and her band of Elves also followed.

Zarra stared in awe with Gregory, Jared, and many other men staring in jealousy.

"Just like his old man" stated Zarra causing his two companions to laugh hysterically.

"You? Yeah right, I remember Eliza had to ask you on a date because she got fed up with your stupid stuttering and mumbling" laughed Gregory giggling so hard his body parts started to come loose.

"From what I can understand she made the first move too" chuckled Jared causing the Dark mage to fall silent in embarra.s.sment.

'd.a.m.n backstabbers' cursed Zarra as he felt his reputation take a fall.