In the stillness of the late night, Furina was awakened by her butler, Sedene. She startled awake to the horrifying news of the incident at the Holsen Manor.
Without hesitation, she quickly donned formal attire, made slight adjustments to her appearance, and hurriedly set off for the manor.
After a journey of about half an hour, Furina finally arrived at the gates of Holsen Manor.
By this time, the Special Security Team had already collected the bodies from the ground and covered them with white cloths.
However, the heavy smell of blood still permeated the air, making it feel like a slaughterhouse.
Furina struggled to suppress the nausea rising within her. Her brow furrowed, but she maintained her characteristic elegance as she walked forward.
In the blink of an eye, she entered the bedroom, and the scene before her made her heart tremble. Several scantily clad young girls huddled together helplessly, their eyes filled with terror and confusion.
Beside the girls, Neuvillette, Tywin, and several high-ranking officials of the Fontaine government stood silently, each with a different expression.
Meanwhile, Lin Yide sat upright in a chair, his expression calm to the point of indifference, a stark contrast to the tense atmosphere around him.
And in a corner of the bedroom, Holsen was slumped on the ground in agony, a one-handed sword deeply embedded in his left leg. Blood dripped slowly down the blade, pooling on the floor in a shocking little puddle.
His groans echoed in the quiet bedroom, sounding particularly miserable.
Furina first went to the girls, offering them comfort with warm embraces and gentle words. Under her tender care, the girls' emotions gradually stabilized, and their mental state improved.
Immediately afterward, Furina arranged for members of the Gardes to take the girls back to the Palais Mermonia to ensure their safety and proper care.
This action deepened Tywin's already furrowed brow, as this matter should have been handled by the Special Security Team.
Now, with Furina assigning the task to the Gardes, it indicated that she was losing trust in the Special Security Team controlled by his son.
After the girls were taken away, it was time to deal with the main issue.
Tywin spoke first: "Lady Furina, Lord Neuvillette, this kind of case is undoubtedly a serious blow to our Fontaine. I strongly suggest that all related news be blocked immediately to prevent further deterioration of the situation.
If this matter spreads, it will become a huge disgrace for the entire Fontaine."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yide let out a cold laugh, full of sarcasm: "Chief Tywin, you really overestimate Holsen.
How could he represent the entire Fontaine? No, at most he can only represent your corrupt aristocratic class!
This outrageous case is the result of your and your incompetent son's constant protection and indulgence.
You are the culprits of this tragedy!"
Tywin became exasperated and quickly retorted: "These are baseless accusations! Without any foundation!"
However, Lin Yide slowly rose from his chair, stepping closer and closer, his eyes fixed on Tywin like sharp swords.
He said, word by word: "Then, please explain to me why such a horrifying case occurred?
A total of eight innocent girls, plus my daughter Lynette, making nine victims in all!
As the largest intelligence organization in Fontaine, Marechaussee Phantom, you have access to countless pieces of information and intelligence. Are you really saying you knew nothing about this?"
Under Lin Yide's powerful pressure, Tywin was momentarily speechless, unable to find a suitable reason to defend himself.
In any case, the Marechaussee Phantom had serious dereliction of duty, and the most serious problem was their collusion with the corrupt aristocracy.
Just then, Neuvillette spoke: "Now is not the time to dwell on the responsibility of the Marechaussee Phantom. Our primary task is to judge Holsen and seek justice for the victims."
Hearing Neuvillette's statement, Lin Yide reluctantly restrained his attack on Tywin.
After all, at this critical moment, Fontaine still needed to rely on the power of the Marechaussee Phantom.
Tywin gave Neuvillette a grateful look and solemnly promised: "Please rest assured, this case will be prosecuted by the Marechaussee Phantom. We will do our best to collect sufficient evidence to defend Fontaine's justice and fairness."
Lin Yide scoffed at his promise, giving Tywin a cold glance and sneering: "Tywin, your sanctimonious appearance is truly disgusting. Anyone who didn't know better would think you had nothing to do with this case!"
Tywin's face flushed red with anger at Lin Yide's words, and he responded furiously: "Yide, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will sue you for defamation!"
"Look, you're getting anxious again!" Lin Yide said with a mocking smile.
He stopped wasting words and walked straight to Holsen, who was groaning in pain in the corner.
Under Holsen's terrified and pained gaze, Lin Yide slowly squatted down, gripping the blunt sword embedded in Holsen's leg with both hands.
With Lin Yide's movements, the blunt sword was pulled out of Holsen's leg little by little, bringing with it a string of blood droplets that splattered on the floor, making a chilling sound.
Holsen's screams echoed in the bedroom, sending shivers down the spine.
However, Lin Yide's actions did not end there.
He suddenly swung the sword in his hand, and with lightning speed, slashed at Holsen's lower body.
After an even more heart-wrenching scream, a large pool of blood gushed out from under Holsen, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted from the pain.
After doing all this, Lin Yide stood up and sighed, shaking his head.
He coldly swept his gaze over everyone present, a mocking smile on his lips: "Fontaine's laws are truly trash. For scum like this, the most they'll get is life imprisonment."
Before the words were finished, he turned and left, not caring about the reactions of anyone present.
His figure disappeared at the bedroom door, leaving behind a deathly silence and the shocking bloodstains on the floor.