Fallen Chronicles

Chapter 50 Chapter 50 : Rewards part 1 [9/20]

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Dr. Roca had no mercy for the gang leader who had once held power in the Blackhole Plains. He withdrew the surgical knife from Ajax’s chest, and blood gushed out as Ajax gasped for breath and collapsed to the ground.

No one would have imagined that the powerful gang leader who ruled the Blackhole Plains would meet such a fate. He died so simply, at the hands of one of his own.

But was he really one of them?

“Daring to use such filthy and ugly bullets to harm such a beautiful body. Die! Die, you bastard! Hahaha!”

Dr. Roca, having completed the task, laughed heartily.

Luckily, Ajax was already dead, or he would have been shocked to know that it was his three shots at Eileen that had drawn Dr. Roca’s wrath. He would have died in utter disbelief.

Furthermore, killing Ajax was just the beginning.

Dr. Roca then used a heavy machine gun that seemed to appear out of nowhere to mercilessly open fire on the members of Callewa who had previously attacked Eileen and Renji.

“Die! Die! Anyone who dares to disrespect the Creator and the Goddess, go to hell!!”

Rat-tat-tat!

When the gun’s barrel overheated and could no longer fire, and when there was not a single standing member of the gang left in the massive factory, Dr. Roca finally seemed to have fulfilled his mission.

What followed was…

Stomp, stomp, stomp!

The man in the gray coat eagerly ran to Eileen’s side, so excited that he stumbled on the last step, falling flat on the ground. But to Dr. Roca, it didn’t matter, or perhaps it was just right.

He was like a little dog coming to claim credit, lowering his head as low as possible, as if he wanted to stick to the ground. In this extremely humble posture, he prostrated himself before Eileen.

“Please forgive me. Forgive my ignorance and foolishness earlier. It was only after seeing your elegant and beautiful figure that I realized that in this world, there can truly be humans who can merge so perfectly with Miasma.”

“My goodness! This is such a perfect fusion with Miasma, such an unparalleled work of art!” The man in the gray coat was somewhat incoherent. No matter how many words he used, he seemed unable to express his current excitement.

He began to repeatedly bang his head against the ground, as if he were the most devout believer.

“You must be a goddess. Can you please accept my confession? Can you please… let me touch, even if it’s just once!”

“You are the Eclipse that I have dreamed of, the Eclipse who can coexist perfectly with Miasma according to my theory. Please, please, let me experience this perfection, just once, even if it’s just your toe!”

Dr. Roca mumbled to himself, not out of fear but excitement. He extended his trembling hand, eager to touch Eileen’s ankle. In his eyes, there was no ulterior motive, only a fanatic pursuit.

Unfortunately, as his hand reached halfway, Eileen, who had furrowed her brow, treated him like she would a maggot and raised her heel, slamming it down hard.

Crack!

That was the sound of bones breaking, followed by Dr. Roca’s agonizing scream.

“Ahhhh!!”

You could see that the man in the gray coat’s entire palm had been twisted and deformed by Eileen’s deliberately forceful stomp, and large bruises quickly covered it, making it almost completely useless.

However, after the initial instinctive screams, Doctor Roca, who was already sweating cold sweat from pain, seemed not to suffer in spirit; on the contrary, he was very pleased. He bared his teeth, and in such a situation, he still managed to squeeze out a heartfelt smile. His eyes showed fervor and obsession with the girl’s shoe pressing on his hand.

“Thank you! Thank you Goddess… for your… reward.”

Next, Doctor Roca even stretched his other hand toward Eileen’s foot, looking up at the young girl with a longing gaze.

Eileen did indeed lift her foot again.

But this time, her target was not the hand, but the grey-coated man’s head. The disgusted girl now understood that any extra action towards such a deranged pervert was considered a “reward.”

Just as Eileen was about to kick Dr. Roca’s head to bits, Renji quickly stepped forward and blocked her.

“Cre… Creator, My Lord!”?Roca almost lost his mind with joy, shouting with all his might to express his admiration for Renji.

After all, if Eileen’s existence was a flawless masterpiece in Dr. Roca’s eyes, then the image of Renji in Dr. Roca’s heart was that of a sculptor, the creator of this coveted masterpiece.

Dr. Roca was obsessed with the girl, eager to touch and appreciate this work of art.

But for the young man, he was the supreme being who needed to be revered and worshipped. He was this masteries’ creator, the Master above all else!

“Hush” 𝓵𝓲𝙗𝓻𝓮𝓪𝙙.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Renji crouched down and placed his index finger in front of his lips, signaling Dr. Roca, who was prostrating on the ground, to quiet down and not be so impatient.

The man immediately nodded, closing his mouth tightly, not daring to say another word.

After all, receiving an order from the Creator was his honor.

“Tell me, this noon or in the afternoon, did a nun get sent here?”

“Yes! Yes! She was the experimental subject I personally participated in, and she was one of the few who could withstand high-concentration Miasma Reagent and still remain conscious over these past few months! It’s incredible. Despite the severe pollution of Miasma in her body, she managed to endure for six years. I suspect it has something to do with her nun’s blessings. The higher the devoutness to the Goddess, the more they seem to gain the ability to resist Miasma. She even—”

Dr. Roca answered Renji’s questions as if he were a student reporting to a teacher, racking his brain to provide all the information related to it.

Little did he know that Eileen’s facial expressions had changed several times, especially when she heard her mother being referred to as an experimental subject at the beginning. Her heart nearly shattered, but fortunately…

“Alright, answer my next question, is she still alive? Where did you put her?”

“She’s alive!”

Dr. Roca’s first sentence relieved Eileen, but the second sentence that followed immediately made her feel suffocated.

“At least when we handed her over to the Church, she was still alive!”

‘The Church…’

Eileen was stunned upon hearing that word. However, Renji wasn’t too surprised and nodded before continuing his inquiries.

“Tell me about the Church. How are they colluding with Callewa? What other secrets do you have with them?”

“In the beginning, from the Relic Cave, the Church excavated a total of two ‘Emperor’s Relics.’ One of the priests handed one of them to us. He instructed us to continuously provide experimental materials using the Crimson Star, allowing him to study the other, more advanced ‘Emperor’s Relic.'”

“So… What you’re saying is that this factory of yours is just one part of the production chain. You first process ordinary people, select those with potential as Eclipse, and then send them as advanced experimental materials to the Church for more advanced experiments?”

“Yes, yes, Creator, that’s correct!”

“I see.” Renji nodded thoughtfully.

“Alright, unless something unexpected happens, this should be the last question.”

“No! No, no, no! I’m willing to answer as many questions as you have, Creator! I will do my utmost for you! This is my honor, my—”

As soon as Dr. Roca realized that Renji was about to end the questioning, he became anxious again, and his emotions began to intensify. It wasn’t until Renji made a quieting gesture that he calmed down.

“Tell me, what is the ‘Relic’ in the possession of the priest from the Church?”

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