"What is this…" Count Leinberd was staring at the hallway of his mansion in horror. After all, there were supposed to be many maids and butlers going around to take care of the hallway. But this time, all of them were gone.
Instead, there were countless bodies on the ground. Each of them had their own throat or body sliced, killing them as painlessly as possible.
The blood splattered on the wall, furniture, and carpet. The smell of the blood was so strong that it almost made him vomit.
He soon heard screams coming from all over the mansion.
"Aaaahhhh!"
"Noooo!!!"
Although he never paid that much attention to his workers, it was clear that those screams came from them. They were murdered mercilessly.
Seeing the tragedy that happened in his mansion, Count Leinberd couldn't help but fall down, wondering what he had done to incur this person's wrath.
He was a Count. Not many people dared to massacre his people, so the person he had offended must be extremely powerful.
However, he had been careful this whole time. So, he wondered who actually targeted him like this.
But before he could say something, a blade pierced through his heart.
"Gah!" Count Leinberd widened his eyes in shock, trying to figure out the situation. He looked at the blade before turning around, trying to see who had just killed him. But there was nothing he could find from the culprit.
The culprit was wearing a tight black cloth. Aside from the curve of her body and the purple eyes that locked into his eyes, he couldn't figure out who and why she did all this.
Count Leinberd tried to move his mouth, but the culprit had pulled out the blade, causing the blood to spurt out his heart.
The count could only drop to the ground and die without being able to figure out the situation.
A few minutes later, two people who wore similar outfits reached the hallway and saw the count.
"Hmm?!" They were stunned when they found out that the count had died.
"This is Count Leinberd. Who killed him?" One of the assassins gasped, trying to figure out why Count Leinberd died like this.
"We have been ordered to kidnap him alive and kill the rest of the people…" The other person panicked, thinking this matter wouldn't end well. "What should we do…"
"We have to find the person who killed Count Leinberd. After we finish, we shall gather at point B to find the culprit. I'm afraid that the situation is more complicated than we think."
The two assassins looked at each other. They didn't want this to happen, but since it had already happened, they had to figure out who killed him. After all, they had been trained for this, so they shouldn't make such a mistake.
If one of them incurred the wrath of their master, their life was basically forfeited. So, they had to find the culprit if they didn't want their master to blame all of them and eliminate everyone.
They brought the corpses with them and retreated to the rendezvous point.
There were a total of four people who carried out the massacre. Each of them was a Spirit Master.
Once they brought Count Leinberd's body in, all of them were startled.
"Why is he dead?"
"I should be the one asking that. We have been together since the start and found his corpse in the hallway. So, the culprit must be either of you!"
"What? We have been killing the people from the garden. We haven't even found him the whole time."
"Do you think you can lie just like that?"
"I should be the one to say that! You must be framing us."
When they were about to start their argument, someone suddenly opened their door.
They all turned around, trying to find out who dared to interrupt them. But the moment they saw that unique hair, they immediately dropped to the ground.
"Your Highness."
All of them fell on one knee while sweating. They knew that the moment the Third Prince saw the body, he would be furious.
Without raising their head, they could hear the rough breathing of the Third Prince.
He gritted his teeth before asking coldly, "Who killed him?"
None of them spoke. All of them were also confused about the situation. They were expert assassins, so they wouldn't mistake their target. Yet, the body was right before them.
The atmosphere in the room turned cold as the Third Prince released his killing intent.
"!!!" All of them suddenly felt a chill down their spine. The Third Prince was restraining his Spiritual Energy, but all of them were able to sense his strength. He was already beyond them or even the Spirit Master Level.
They knew that the moment he was angry, the Third Prince could kill them easily with his own hand.
"We don't know, Your Highness. When we were carrying the massacre, we stumbled upon his corpse. It seems that he hasn't died for too long, so there might be another person trying to kill him to keep the information."
Since no one was admitting their fault, they had to make up something in order to find a way to escape death.
The Third Prince wanted to get angry, but he couldn't deny that fact as well.
He knew that Marquis Walford was wary of Count Leinberd. He must have known about the fake book, so he must try to silence him and recover the real book.
"This…" The Third Prince gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to the mansion personally."
"Your Highness…" One of them tried to stop him, considering they had just carried out a massacre.
But the Third Prince was already too annoyed, so he just roared at them. "What? You incompetent bastards. If you are a bit more competent, you can kidnap him alive."
The Third Prince didn't care about their opinion and immediately headed to the mansion, trying to figure out the situation himself.
