29 A Strangle Hold (1/2)

It had been a month and a half since Draig and his group had returned to the farm and set up their base, a moderate sized castle had take the place at the back of the farm encircling the gate to the Forbidden Zone. During this time he had strengthened those who chosen to stick by him by refining out numerous Skill stones, a by product of this was the skill Blood Script leveling up from Novice to intermediate allowing a permanent archive for all skills along with no longer needing to devour the whole corpse.

After acquiring the level he tested it by drinking the blood of some Guilders who were still unaware of the training program's completion, these being the ones who had gone solo or just stragglers who were always moving around. Through this process he had gained everything they had to offer allowing him to thoroughly enhance his people's ability and repertoire.

This forced him to keep refining hoping to see what the next advancement would bring while assimilating some of the abilities himself in his down time. His Dark arts reaching a frightening degree along with other skills he found would complement his fighting preferences, it was safe to say that his group was forming a very solid foundation that would eventually become unshakeable.

”Lord Sylvie has brought you tribute” informed Sylvie as she walked into decently sized room carrying a bowl of blood.

Another thing that had become a natural occurrence was the tribute of blood, after he kept receiving what was known as Guild dues he had decided that this would be far more beneficial for everyone instead of spending their wealth they would just offer their blood allowing Draig to patiently get closer to his next advancement.

He had not forgotten about their initial purpose but they had been busy establishing themselves, now that they had formed their foundations it was time to start with their true purpose. Bringing the Guild Association to it's knees, the only problem they were currently facing was the continued visits of Zarra who kept checking on Draig and offering secret assistance but for a price to which he was refused.

”Tina” stated Draig alerting the female who had been standing to the side silently to cast her eyes to Draig

”Gather Goeki and Osmond, tell Grog to keep to keep the hunters running into the forbidden Zone around the clock and to start performing night raids on their inhabitants, also report to Zura and ask how the apprentice mages are coming along, inform Nixi to go out with the other summoner classesand strain for contracts. I will be here when you return” ordered Draig as he looked towards Sylvie still holding the bowl but at the corner of her mouth he could see a smudge of redness gaining his interest.

Waiting until Tina left Draig then asked about it.

”Sylvie” said Draig looking at the girl

”Yes Lord” answered Sylvie with a cute tone

”What is that smudge on your lips” asked Draig wiping it with his fingers for a closer inspection causing the girl to blush

”Sylvie was curious why Lord Draig enjoys blood so much” answered the girl looking down blushing

”What did you think” asked Draig with a smile, Sylvie was one of his small enjoyments in life. Her simplicity did a lot to ease his stress and bring a bit of light back to his life.

”Sylvie does not like it” stated Sylvie with a disgruntled face