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.

economic hub on the eastern coast was gently

a quick check, he took a cab to the Miller Group Building in the

had mentioned that Robin's fiancée, Alice Miller, was part of a match arranged by their grandfathers long ago, before either

had never spoken much about his own family

skills, and mastered the art of combat under Old

Fred had

shivers down the spines of all who heard their name-a figure feared across the globe, a true bringer of death. Moving like a shadow, this individual remained

now-yellow engagement

wonder what my future wife will be

ride imagining

minutes, the cab

down the window and took in the city lights, feeling an odd sense of

he sensed

was focused forward, alert,

Crash!

screeching of brakes and a jarring metallic crash

collision, hurtled directly towards Robin's taxi with alarming

taxi driver, frozen in terror, was unable

yanked the handbrake with

narrowly missed a direct collision with the two out-of-control vehicles, with a gap of

Bang!

a brief pause, the stillness was shattered

four armed men emerged

at the onlookers, while another dragged a wounded woman

bald man, shouted to the bystanders, "Get

Bang!

forehead of the bravest soul

crowd erupted into screams of

ground, too terrified

in the taxi, observed the scene through

of streetlights, snowflakes whirled

snow from the wreckage cast a sinister shadow over

figure was unmistakable, even though

exceptional beauty was evident, even in such a

that moment, the robbers noticed Robin still sitting in the

your head and get down!" one of the robbers shouted, aiming his

detached smile, ignoring the armed men,

fixed his gaze on the

"Let her go!"