At the entrance of Fleuve Cendre, six West Factory guards in black uniforms stood rigidly, their eyes cold, the long swords in their hands glinting with a chilling light, clearly prepared to deal with any sudden situation.
They strictly enforced the blockade order, allowing no one to enter or leave Fleuve Cendre.
Not far away, in a shadowy corner, Vacher hid, cautiously peeking out to observe the West Factory guards.
His face was filled with shock and panic, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, revealing his inner tension and anxiety.
He never imagined that his first arrangement to have his men sell Sinthe would attract the ruthless West Factory.
If he hadn't been cautious and hadn't stayed in the same hotel as his subordinate, he would have been captured long ago.
He had to find a way to leave Fleuve Cendre as soon as possible, otherwise, it was only a matter of time before he was caught.
But now, the West Factory had sealed off all entrances and exits of Fleuve Cendre, making it almost impossible for him to leave quietly.
Just as Vacher was filled with despair, thinking he would be trapped in Fleuve Cendre and unable to escape, the situation suddenly took an unexpected turn.
A team of Marechaussee Phantom personnel forcibly broke into the Fleuve Cendre entrance. There were about fifty of them, and they were aggressive. As soon as they entered, they had a fierce argument with the West Factory guards.
Although there were only six West Factory guards, they did not make any concessions in the face of the Marechaussee Phantom personnel who far outnumbered them.
The conflict between the two sides quickly escalated, from the initial quarrel gradually evolving into a fierce fight.
Amidst the flashing of swords and the splattering of blood, the scene became increasingly chaotic and out of control.
Both the West Factory guards and the Marechaussee Phantom personnel were red-eyed. At this moment, they were completely immersed in the battle, no longer caring about anything else.
And in this chaotic situation, Vacher keenly sensed his opportunity.
Taking advantage of the fierce battle between the two sides, when they had no time to pay attention to him, he quickly and cautiously crossed the battlefield, and finally successfully slipped out of the Fleuve Cendre entrance.
Vacher walked out of Fleuve Cendre, raised his head to look at the gloomy sky still drizzling, and a crazy and ironic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
His laughter echoed in the empty street, seeming to carry a bit of desolation and self-deprecation.
Once, he was a kind-hearted and upright young man, but the trickery of fate made him suffer the greatest blow in his life - his beloved Vigneire, in an accident, was forever dissolved in the water and disappeared from his world.
Since then, he gradually transformed into a cold-blooded and ruthless murderer, and the awe of life and the constraints of morality disappeared from his heart.
But fate became particularly tolerant to him, even though he had committed all kinds of crimes, he was still able to get away with it and escape the sanctions of the law.
How ridiculous!
He lowered his eyes and quickly walked towards one of his secret strongholds, a hiding place he had carefully selected, enough for him to temporarily avoid the limelight and re-plan his future actions.
However, as he hurried on his way, he did not realize that there was a pair of eyes watching him like a shadow behind him.
…
Before long, Lin Yide led his men to the entrance of Fleuve Cendre.
The first thing that caught his eye was the six guards who had originally been guarding the gate. At this moment, they were all dead, their bodies lying in a pool of bright red blood.
The Marechaussee Phantom members who had caused all this were standing proudly in front of them, their faces full of provocation and disdain.
The Marechaussee Phantom members did not seem to take the arrival of the West Factory to heart. They still maintained their original formation, coldly watching the enemies opposite them.
Lin Yide walked calmly to the front of the Marechaussee Phantom members.
Those who knew him knew that this calm appearance hid great anger and danger, it was just the calm before the storm.
He slowly walked to the front of the Marechaussee Phantom members and asked in a cold tone: "Did you do this?"
The Marechaussee Phantom members seemed to be shocked by Lin Yide's aura, and for a moment, no one answered.
At this time, a serious-looking middle-aged man stood up. He was Karen, Tywin's deputy.
He straightened his back and stared at Lin Yide's eyes without fear, and replied: "We did it. These six guards hindered our Marechaussee Phantom's law enforcement."
"Karen, facing the imminent death, do you have any last words?" Lin Yide's voice was cold and majestic, every word revealed a strong killing intent, as if even the air was frozen at this moment, making people breathless.
At the same time, a white one-handed sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
As soon as this sword appeared, a dazzling light of dawn flashed across the sky, like the dawn of dawn, instantly illuminating the entire dim space.
After hearing this, Karen couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
He finally personally felt Lin Yide's chilling and terrifying aura, and finally understood why so many nobles would choose to bow down to the West Factory.
Although he was somewhat afraid, Karen still maintained his composure and confidence.
He took a deep breath, stared at Lin Yide, and said in a deep voice: "Yide, I advise you to think twice before you act.
In the past, you were able to act recklessly because you had the protection of Lord Furina, and no one dared to provoke you.
But now, Lord Furina has broken with you, and you no longer have her protection.
If you dare to act rashly, what awaits you will be the severe punishment of the law!"
Lin Yide asked expressionlessly: "Have you finished speaking?" His eyes revealed a stern chill.
Karen was shocked by his undisguised killing intent and couldn't help but take a step back.
The Marechaussee Phantom members behind him were even more terrified, and some of them were so weak in the legs that they could barely stand.
"Yide, you…you…don't mess around, I warn you…" Karen's face was tense, his voice trembling, trying to use words to deter Lin Yide.
However, before he could finish his words, Lin Yide's long sword had already pierced his heart like lightning.
Karen's eyes widened, his eyes filled with horror and unwillingness, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.
His body fell stiffly, and the other members of the Marechaussee Phantom were stunned by this sudden change, and for a moment, no one dared to step forward.
Lin Yide coldly pulled out his long sword, and a stream of bright red blood spurted out of Karen's chest, and the strong bloody smell spread in an instant.
Then, without any pause, he waved the Silver Sword in his hand and violently attacked the Marechaussee Phantom personnel in front of him.
His figure was as agile as a dragon, and the long sword flashed with a cold light, each wave taking away a fresh life.
His movements were swift and decisive, like a ruthless Grim Reaper reaping lives on the battlefield.
The Marechaussee Phantom personnel seemed so fragile under Lin Yide's sword, and no one could resist his fatal blow.
Fear and despair enveloped them, but they could not escape this cruel fate.
Just as Lin Yide was killing wildly and invincible, suddenly, a short blade, like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, quietly opened its fangs, and quickly and viciously stabbed towards his back!