Fallen Chronicles



Another chapter after 20m.

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At 22:07 in the deep night, in the southeast corner of the Blackhole Plains gathering area, lies the base of Callewa's gang, the largest gang that semi-rules the place.

A small freight pickup truck slowly drove in and finally slowed down near what seemed like a big factory gate. It gets stopped by some guys from Callewa.

The driver rolled down the window and very skillfully handed out a prepared cigarette. The gang members on guard naturally accepted it, lit one, and then frowned at the driver.

"Weren't you just here this afternoon? What's the deal? Got new stock already?"

"Yes, yes, I was lucky. My supplier caught a few more fish, so I hurried over to bring them to you guys!"

"What about the guy sitting next to you? I've never seen you bring a partner before."

"Ah! He… he is my new apprentice. I brought him along to show him the ropes, you know, hehe~"

The driver spoke somewhat hesitantly, forcing an unnatural smile on his face.

He hoped the gang would notice something was off about him, but unfortunately, either because the night was too dark or because they never thought anyone would dare challenge Callewa gang in the Blackhole Plains, the gang members at the factory gate burst into loud laughter, especially the one who had just asked the questions, as if he had heard the funniest joke ever.

"Hey, hey, hey! Is this for real? Even cleaners can take apprentices now? In this day and age, it seems as long as there's money to be made, it doesn't matter what you do—there's someone willing to learn!"

"Haha, yeah," the driver responded, faking a laugh.

Usually, these guards would perform a symbolic check, but this time they seemed so amused that they didn't even bother to glance at the back of the pickup. They simply waved at the driver.

"You cleaners really have it good, makes me want to try it too. Alright, alright, go on in."

"Thank you…"

The driver bowed and nodded, pretending to be grateful on the surface, but in his heart, he was cursing them as idiots. He seemed about to say something else, but when the young man in the passenger seat looked his way, he quickly rolled up the window and continued to drive the pickup into the industrial area.

A few minutes later, the pickup finally stopped next to a warehouse.

"Big Bro, here's the spot. After I drop off the stuff, the supervisor in front of the warehouse pays me based on what it's worth."

"This warehouse is where they store their goods. If it's high-end stuff, they'll send it deeper inside, but I can't go there."

The old man was trying hard to explain to Renji. He has no clue who Renji is or what he's up to, but he's pretty sure the guy must be nuts.

Others would want to stay as far away from Callewa as possible, but this young man had willingly sneaked in. The delivery old man just wanted to get out of there without getting involved.

"Where did they put the goods you delivered at noon?" Renji suddenly asked.

"That was a high-end delivery; they sent it even deeper inside like I mentioned."

At first, the old man was confused as to why Renji was asking this, but he quickly broke into a cold sweat when he realized it probably had something to do with Frederic's fate.

"I have nothing to do with that nun. I'm just a delivery driver. It's all Frederic's doing! He's the corrupt doctor!"

The man started to retreat in fear, trying to clear his name. But when he saw the look in Renji's eyes, he completely broke down.

"You can't kill me! If I'm not out in half an hour, they'll send people to look for me. You'll all be exposed! Just let me go, and I promise not to say a word to them!"

The old man thought he had an ace up his sleeve for staying alive, but what he got in return was a stabbing pain in his chest. A sharp dagger had pierced his heart.

"Why...?"

He couldn't understand why they weren't afraid of being discovered by Callewa, even as he died.

"Half an hour is plenty. Don't worry, nobody's getting away tonight. Even the gang members here will soon be dead."

"You're crazy..."

Coughing up blood, the old man drops dead.

After dragging his body into a nearby grove, Eileen continued to move stealthily into the darkness of the night. Renji picked up Frederic's body bag from the pickup truck and headed toward the location of the warehouse's head supervisor.

Maybe it was because it was late, but there were only three gang members in the supervisor's room, including the supervisor himself. They were all half-drunk, playing cards and drinking. They didn't even notice Renji's unfamiliar face, mistaking him for the regular delivery guy.

This saved Renji some effort. Eileen, emerging from the shadows, took only a few seconds to slit the throats of all three gang members in the room with her dagger.

After finding the key to the warehouse from the leader, Renji and Eileen walked into what was supposed to be a "storage" warehouse.

As soon as they opened the door, a nasty smell hit them. With just the dim light from the moon coming through the windows, Renji saw something that looked like a concentration camp.

Among those captured, there were men and women, all extremely weak. Many were barely hanging on, their minds clouded. The source of the smell was a corpse in a corner of the warehouse, likely not older than ten years.

"Let's go," Renji emotionlessly told Eileen, who was clenching her fists behind him.

Anyone who knew Renji would know that when he shows no emotion, things have gotten really serious.

That's right, in Renji's mind at that moment, it wasn't just about rescuing Eileen's mother anymore. It was a death sentence for Callewa gang.

The Holy Kingdom was something Suthia built with her own hands, and this dark place was part of it. To Renji, Suthia stood for everything that was pure, good, and beautiful.

And now, on this land, such a dark and dirty spot existed. Renji couldn't just stand by and watch. This wasn't just for Eileen, but also for Suthia.

After finding two sets of gang uniforms in the management room, Renji and Eileen continued deeper into the factory area.

Perhaps this was a habit formed by "some" games, making every warrior's heart harbor a stealthy side.

But they hadn't walked far when Renji spotted a suspicious-looking gang member up ahead, constantly looking around like he was up to no good.

Eileen gave Renji a questioning look and made a motion like she was cutting her throat. But Renji shook his head and walked quickly toward the shady guy.

Because they didn't hide their footsteps, the already cautious gang member was startled by their approach. When Renji got closer, he noticed the man was hiding something. Seeing Renji approach, he quickly hid it behind his back.

"Hey! What are you sneaking around here for? What are you hiding behind your back? Show it, or I'll call for backup!"

Faced with Renji's serious questions and the threat of getting backup, the sneaky gang member freaked out. He quickly shook his head and showed Renji what he had been hiding.

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