145 Fruitless Endeavor (1/2)

Draig eventually found the Grave Forger in the depths of the valley and found the foolish person excitedly rummaging around taking any piece of scrap metal he could find. By his side Aoi was was struggling to walk with a number of the old Blades tied to her back like a mule.

”Aoi what are you slowing down for, don't you see all these treasures just laying here forgotten. We can't just let all these things go to waste” cried Ginji excitedly steam pouring from his nostrils like a bull as his eyes seemed to glimmer.

Draig watched from the side a bit disturbed as his opinion about this world being full of weirdos was only solidified by this scene.

'Perhaps I should be a bit more like my old self. . . .' thought the Feratu, it seemed to him that it was a good way to filter out the weirdos if he did so.

Sighing to himself he made his presence known to the Grave robbing duo.

”Ginji. . .” spoke Draig ominously as he stepped out of the shadows narrowing his gaze onto the Grave Forger.

Ginji seemed to freeze in place hearing that voice as he turned his head slowly with a guilty look upon his face.

”Heh heh heh, uh hi Draig. I was waiting for you but see you were taking so long I figured it would be best to get here before anyone else had any intentions of hoarding these things” chuckled Ginji as he instantly made an excuse.

”I see” answered Draig as he threw down a talisman and motioned for Aoi to put her load onto the paper.

Like magic the pile of swords were taken into the talisman as if they had never been there to begin with.

Next he threw down another one and motioned for Ginji to do the same, the Grave forger seemed reluctant at first which only seemed to prove the Feratu's thoughts.

'Dirty bastard was gonna hoard all the good stuff. . .' thought Draig as Ginji's pile was soon sealed up in a talisman before it flew into Draig's hands like magic.

”Can I borrow a couple of those” asked Ginji as he realized he would be able to gather all the blades laying dormant in the Valley.

”You like look you can handle it on your own” chuckled Draig as he decided to leave the valley causing the Hammer wielding duo to just stare in shock.

Draig meanwhile had other things on his mind, it was the thought of performing an act he hadn't done in the previous world but perhaps in this world it would prove more fruitful to his cause. He was the only Vampire, he boasted strength and speed beyond what normal creatures were capable of. This would add an allure to those he would choose if he did decide to do this.

'Create a coven. . .'

This was the thought that was currently running through Draig's head as he thought towards the future, he still had plans to bring down the Empire that had betrayed him due to their greed for the throne.