Chapter 78: Massacre in the Rain

The sky was overcast with dark clouds, and the rain gradually intensified, becoming heavy and torrential. It fell with a sense of finality, as if determined to cleanse the world of its accumulated filth and dust.

Lin Yide, Silver Sword in hand and radiating murderous intent, strode purposefully towards the Marechaussee Phantom.

Braving the wind and rain, Lin Yide finally reached the entrance of the Marechaussee Phantom.

His body was soaked to the bone, every strand of hair, every inch of skin, relentlessly assaulted by the rain.

The drenched clothes clung to him like a second skin, and as he walked, the rainwater snaked along his footprints, forming a small stream.

The moment Lin Yide stepped into the Marechaussee Phantom's main hall, the previous clamor ceased, replaced by an eerie silence.

All eyes were fixed on him, their faces etched with shock and confusion.

"Yide, what exactly do you want?"

A member of the Marechaussee Phantom finally broke the suffocating silence, but his voice trembled noticeably.

Lin Yide did not answer immediately. His gaze, like icy blades, swept over everyone in the hall.

Then, slowly and coldly, he uttered a few words: "Annihilate the Marechaussee Phantom!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Lin Yide wasted no more time. The Silver Sword in his hand flashed like lightning, tearing through the air. With each glint of the blade, a member of the Marechaussee Phantom fell to the ground.

His swordsmanship was swift and precise, as if the Grim Reaper himself had descended, and no one could withstand him.

In a mere matter of seconds, nearly ten members of the Marechaussee Phantom lay in pools of blood, their life force gradually fading away.

Lin Yide surveyed the bodies scattered on the ground, a hint of undisguised disgust flashing in his eyes.

He was not a bloodthirsty man, but the actions of the Marechaussee Phantom had crossed his bottom line, forcing him to take such extreme measures.

In fact, Lin Yide had long suspected that the Marechaussee Phantom was secretly hindering the West Factory's investigation into the serial disappearances of young girls.

So, he had staged a play with Furina to ease the Marechaussee Phantom's interference with the West Factory.

However, the Marechaussee Phantom's audacity exceeded his expectations.

They not only openly released the murderer, Vacher, but also brutally murdered six innocent guards and even colluded with the Aqua Pura.

Lin Yide did not linger for a moment. He continued, Silver Sword in hand, advancing step by step from the ground floor towards the top floor.

He cut a path of carnage, and no Marechaussee Phantom member he encountered, whether in the stairwell or the corridors, was spared.

By the time Lin Yide reached the top floor, there was not a single person left standing in the entire Marechaussee Phantom building.

His only regret was that the main culprit, Tywin, was not there.

But it didn't matter; it just meant one more trip.

After the slaughter, Lin Yide returned to the main hall on the first floor.

He quietly brewed himself a cup of hot coffee, the rich aroma permeating the air, seemingly dispelling some of the bloodiness in the hall.

He took a gentle sip of the coffee, feeling the warmth spread from his mouth throughout his body.

Then, he retrieved a black umbrella from a corner, opened it, and stepped out into the pouring rain.

The rain pattered against the umbrella, like accompaniment to his actions.

Shortly after Lin Yide left, several Marechaussee Phantom agents who had been on missions outside entered the building.

They had intended to return to report on their mission, but when they saw the hellish scene before them, they screamed in terror.

The entire building had become a living hell, with blood and dismembered limbs everywhere.

They could not imagine what had happened there and could only stand there in a daze, allowing fear and shock to fill their minds.

…

Inside a magnificent and luxurious manor, the villa's living room was decorated elegantly and lavishly.

Expensive paintings hung on the walls, and exquisite furniture exuded an air of elegance and nobility.

But Tywin had no time to appreciate these things. He was pacing back and forth in the living room, his expression anxious, his brow furrowed tightly.

His heart was filled with a sense of inexplicable panic, as if some unspeakable disaster was about to befall him.

This intense unease prevented him from staying at the Marechaussee Phantom, so he had returned to his home early, hoping to find some comfort in familiar surroundings.

However, even in his luxurious living room, the unease in his heart grew stronger, as if an invisible force was constantly tugging at his nerves.

Tywin's wife, seeing her husband so anxious, could not help but feel upset.

She couldn't help but ask, "Tywin, what's wrong? Has something serious happened?"

Tywin stopped pacing and slowly calmed himself. "The West Factory is likely to catch the serial killer of young girls."

At this time, he still did not know what had happened at the Fleuve Cendre entrance and in the Marechaussee Phantom building.

"What?!" Tywin's wife exclaimed in shock. Of course, she understood what this meant and said, "Then did you send people from the Marechaussee Phantom to stop them?"

Tywin responded calmly, "I arranged for people to stop them as soon as possible. Our goal is to ensure that the West Factory cannot catch the murderer."

He paused slightly, his brow still furrowed. "However, I always feel that there will be some unforeseen changes."

"What kind of changes could there be?" Tywin's wife looked slightly relieved after hearing this. "I heard from Chiori that Furina had already broken up with Yide. How dare the current West Factory confront the Marechaussee Phantom?"

Hearing his wife's words, the worry in Tywin's heart eased slightly.

A sudden loud noise broke the silence in the villa. The door was kicked open, and a gust of cold wind mixed with rain blew in.

Lin Yide, Silver Sword in hand and covered in blood, walked in. He glanced at Tywin and his wife. "Long time no see, Duke Tywin. Your guards weren't very welcoming, so I killed them all."

His words were light, as if he were talking about the weather.

Tywin, after a brief moment of shock, came back to his senses. "Yide, have you gone mad? Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

Lin Yide simply smiled. "Of course, I know the consequences. The worst-case scenario is nothing more than life imprisonment.

But you know what? I've almost killed everyone in the Marechaussee Phantom. What difference does it make to kill a few more?"

Upon hearing these words, Tywin felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, completely engulfing him.

At the same time, Tywin's wife had already been so frightened that her legs were weak and she could not stand.

She trembled and clutched her husband's sleeve tightly, as if only in this way could she find a sense of security.

Tywin knew that he had no chance of survival, and his state of mind became surprisingly calm, displaying the composure and demeanor befitting a nobleman.

He stared at Lin Yide and asked in a deep voice, "Yide, I still don't understand why you are so determined to eliminate the nobles. You know, you and I are both of noble birth."

Lin Yide's lips curled slightly. "For experience points."

Tywin was stunned. He had expected Lin Yide to speak passionately about justice and fairness, so that he could mock him.

However, Lin Yide's "experience points" caught him off guard.

"What is that?" Tywin blurted out.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yide's silver sword flashed with a cold light, and Tywin's head flew into the air, blood spurting out like a fountain.

"If you have a chance to be reborn and transmigrate, maybe you'll know," Lin Yide said indifferently to Tywin's headless corpse.

Then, another bloody massacre ensued.

Throughout the manor, except for the innocent servants, all members of the Lannis family were killed, including Herbert, who had a long-standing feud with Lin Yide.

After finishing the massacre of the Lannis family, he did not stop but continued to the next noble's residence.

As he had said, he was destined to be imprisoned for life anyway.

Why not take this opportunity to eliminate more of the world's filth and return this land to a state of purity?