Fallen Chronicles



"Damn it, make it go faster!"

A majestic beast of burden, its vibrant crown signifying a rare and superior bloodline, raced along a secluded path, pulling a carriage. Despite its best efforts to run, the anxious, fearful urging from within the carriage spurred the driver to relentlessly whip the beast.

Even though its hide was tough, the repeated lashings left it bloodied and wounded. The creature did not resist; it only let out a few mournful whimpers before the pain drove it to run even faster, carrying its abuser in a desperate flight.

Perhaps it was their enduring, submissive nature that made these beasts the chosen ones for 'training' and 'breeding' by people?

No one really cared about a beast of burden. If one was ruined, there would always be another. This was their fate as mere tools. But for Charl, in the carriage, his sole focus, as he kept urging, was to go faster, faster still.

The once high-ranking minister of the Dragon Nation, now in a state of disarray, looked every bit the part of a man in a hurry. His hair was unkempt, and several buttons on his clothes were mismatched, a clear sign of his hasty departure.

If he didn't escape quickly, what awaited him was the wrath of the Empress and a certain judgment.

The thought twisted Charl's expression into something even more grotesque.

Among them, Kael Technology had "pleased" him the most and had the best relationship with him.

Charl immediately contacted the higher-ups of Kael Technology, and upon understanding his situation, they happily agreed to not only shelter him upon his arrival in the Mechanical Alliance but also absorb him into the company with a high-ranking position. They even dispatched an elite armed force to rendezvous with him at a predetermined location and provided a private jet for his direct flight to the Mechanical Alliance.

Charl wasn't particularly moved by Kael Technology's gestures of goodwill. After all, his status as a former minister spoke for itself. Even a camel on its last legs is bigger than a horse, as the saying goes. Moreover, he had no doubts about Kael Technology's capabilities.

Over the years of collaboration, he knew that Kael Technology was a leading force in the military equipment sector within the Mechanical Alliance. Thus, Charl had full confidence in the armed force sent by Kael Technology to escort him. Unless the Empress herself intervened, he believed that meeting up with Kael's troops would guarantee his safety.

However, Charl wasn't naive enough to put all his bets on one company. He had done his research on the Mechanical Alliance and knew about a renowned medical insurance company specializing in personal safety.

Once in the Mechanical Alliance, Charl planned to immediately get coverage from the "Emergency Response Team," a well-known medical insurance company, and he had pulled strings to obtain a "Gold-level" membership. The top-tier "Platinum-level" membership was not directly available and required building a certain level of cooperation, which was a pity for Charl. With a "Platinum-level" membership, it was said that no one could harm you within the bounds of the Mechanical Alliance if you were under the protection of the "Emergency Response Team."

Besides these arrangements in the Mechanical Alliance, Charl had his own ace up his sleeve, his greatest source of confidence, which originated from...

"Lord Charl, if everything goes as planned, we should reach the location you marked on the map in less than half an hour!"

Surrounding Charl's carriage was a six-person escort team, and the one reporting to Charl with the map was one of them.

These were Charl's absolute confidants, fiercely loyal to him, valuing him even over the Empress in their hearts.

Most crucially, all six were Relic Users. There were only forty-two Relic Users in total in the Dragon Nation, and having six of them as devoted guards was a luxury only Charl could afford. This formidable setup was the source of his confidence.

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