The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1

The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 1 Dragon Dagger

"Old Fred, if you keep this up, you're going to end up dead in some woman's arms!"

Robin Ramsey remarked, eyeing the aging man in front of him.

Old Fred brushed off the lipstick smudges on his face, looking bewildered. He fished out a credit card and handed it over to Robin.

"Robin, this leopard-print card is packed with cash-there's a few trillion dollars on it!

"Plus, I own high-end properties in major cities worldwide. You can stay at any of them whenever you like.

"And lastly, here's a gift from me..." Old Fred began to say, but then he exclaimed, "Oops! Not that!"

He pulled out a piece of black lace lingerie from his belt, realizing it was the wrong item.

After a moment of fumbling, he finally produced a curious short dagger.

"This dragon dagger has been lost for fifty years. I'm giving it to you now. It's not just any dagger-it has the power to ...

"Uh, never mind. Someone will reach out to you at the right time. Just wait for them in Draconia.

"Robin, once you wrap up your engagement back home, just ...

"

Old Fred tried to continue, but four exceptionally attractive women with striking figures came down the stairs, ready to usher him away. "Old Fred, stop stalling! We're all dying to get going!"

"Don't worry. Your dedicated disciple is so skilled that even demons fear him. He'll be fine!"

"Ah!" Moments later, Old Fred's distressed cries echoed from the upstairs bedroom.

Robin glanced towards the second floor, shrugged, and slipped the leopard-print card into his wallet.

Leaving Old Fred's house, he hopped into a cab for the airport, examining the dragon dagger.

The dagger's intricate designs shimmered like a dragon exhaling mist and clouds, radiating a powerful aura. The golden scales glistened in the car's dim light.

After over twenty hours of flight, he landed in Harmonfield, Draconia.

coast was gently blanketed in the

quick check, he took a cab to the

mentioned that Robin's fiancée, Alice Miller, was part of a match arranged by

had spent many years with Old Fred, who had never spoken much

and mastered the art of combat under Old

Old Fred had taken him

shivers down the spines of all who heard their name-a figure feared across the

at the now-yellow engagement

wife will be like.

imagining what Alice might

cab

rolled down the window and took in the city lights, feeling an

sensed

focused forward, alert,

Crash!

screeching of brakes and a jarring metallic crash suddenly pierced

battered Porsche, wrecked in a collision, hurtled directly towards Robin's taxi with alarming

in terror, was

seized the steering wheel with one hand and yanked the handbrake with

direct collision with the two out-of-control vehicles, with a gap of less than a

Bang!

stillness was shattered

the barricades, four armed men emerged

of them brandished their weapons at the onlookers, while another dragged a wounded woman from the Porsche, pressing his gun to her

bald man, shouted to the

Bang!

shot rang out, striking the forehead of the bravest soul who

erupted into

ground, too terrified

observed the scene through the

cold glow of

wreckage cast a sinister shadow over

tall, striking figure was unmistakable, even though blood

exceptional beauty was evident, even

that moment, the robbers noticed Robin still sitting

car now! Hands on your head and get down!" one of

a detached smile, ignoring the armed men, and slowly rolled

his gaze on the hostage

"Let her go!"