"I don't need to tell you what will happen if you use or tell anyone about what we just spoke about?" Brian said.
"Of course." The factory manager gulped when he thought of what could happen to him if he was on the bad side of the royal family.
Not only would could his generation be wiped out, but the same would also happen to anyone that knew of the info.
Brian left the shop and entered a carriage that left the gang's area of surveillance and dropped him at a location not too far from the sewer.
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Once Brian was gone, the manager called up the gang leader to inform him about the interaction with Brian.
After he mentioned that Brian was from the royal family, the gang leader who was the true owner of the factory told him to cancel the call and told him to meet him up at the hideout entrance which was located at the storage.
This was good news because Blake and Castiel had been waiting for quite some time.
…
[Someone is heading towards here. He is just a normal human so you don't have to worry.] The system alerted them.
'Finally!' Castiel let out a sigh of relief. He was tired because they had taken almost 3 bottles of mana potion and if he was to take more he experience a side effect.
'It is quite surprising that the gang decided to give the managerial position of the factory to a non-gang member. Aren't they afraid that he might snitch on them?' Castiel couldn't help but think about what was going on in the gang boss' head when he made the decision.
'I think it is a genius move.' Blake said, surprising Castiel. 'A managerial position is nowhere the same thing as operating machines or tailoring. Experience is needed and that is what the gang members lack.
So it will be smart to hire someone that is not only qualified for the position but is also is the least to be suspected for anything since he is a normal human.'
'As for him snitching, that can be resolved by threatening his life or that of his family.' Blake explained what he would do if he was in the position of the boss.
When the man who was in his late 50's reached the storage door, the guards didn't stop him. They let him pass once his fingerprint was scanned and the door opened up.
'Now!' Blake signaled for Castiel to carry on with the most important part of the mission.
Once the door opened, Castiel grabbed one of Blake's void daggers with a black tentacle, while controlling small amounts of night mist to encase the tentacle and the void dagger.
Immediately the tentacle passed through, it stabbed the void dagger into the wall, and night mist continued to hover around it as the tentacle dissipated. They had already scanned the storage room with heat vision, so no one would be able to sense the dagger even if they could.
Once the door closed, Blake wasted no time in opening a spatial corridor that took them inside the storage room. They were concealed as they appeared on the wall.
On looking around, Blake saw that it was a very large storage room painted in white and had rows upon rows of materials ranging from cotton to various chemicals.
'It's most likely that he is heading to hideout entrance so there is no need for me to locate it.' Blake and Castiel began following the factory manager till he go to a wall at the top left corner of the storage room.
That was when arrays appeared on the wall and it slid open, as a bald man with an eye patch on his right eye.
"So explain to be in full detail. What did this boy from the royal family want?" The bald man asked in a panicked tone that he tried his best to hide.
The arrival of a member of the royal family was no good news. It could mean the wiping out of the entire gang if something was to go wrong. Even if it was for business, it still didn't mean the gold was worth the catastrophe that could occur if one of the staff made a huge mistake.
"He came in with a few designs and wanted to know if we could produce them, but the problem was that…" Before the manager could complete his explanation, the bald man gestured for him to stop talking.
"Before you go on with your explanation, did he happen to tell you to keep it a secret?" The bald man said in a worried tone as he was expecting an answer from the factory manager.
"Yes…" immediately the manager confirmed his suspicion, the bald man grabbed him by the neck.
"Then why tell me, are you out of your mind? Do you want to get all of us killed?" The bald man screamed in unbridled anger as he was squeezing the life out of the factory manager.
It was then that the bald man felt something was watching, so he turned to the ceiling where Blake and Castiel were.
"Shit!" Out of fear, Blake immediately opened a spatial tear that took them out of the factory and into the sewers.
'Thank the heavens that I didn't make that mistake.' The bald man let out a sigh of relief as he felt the feeling of being monitored was gone.
He wasn't afraid that the royal family was going to wipe them out because they were a gang, but because they didn't follow the rules.
This was because, if the royal family wanted to wipe out all the gangs, they would do so in a day. The only reason they were still existing was because of political reasons and hidden reasons only known to the royal family.
Unknown to the bald man, the fear of the strongest force in the empire made him think that there was a possibility that someone else was monitoring them.