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.

eastern coast was gently blanketed in the soft snowfall of the setting

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

Miller, was part of a match arranged by their grandfathers long ago,

Old Fred, who had never spoken much about his own family despite him asking many

developed his skills, and mastered the art

Old Fred had taken him to

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

at the now-yellow engagement contract, lost

what my future wife will be like.

spent the ride imagining what Alice might

cab arrived

window and took in the city lights, feeling

then he sensed an

focused forward,

Crash!

of brakes and a jarring metallic crash

hurtled directly

frozen in terror,

quickly seized the steering wheel with one hand and yanked the handbrake with the other, executing a sharp,

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

Bang!

the stillness was shattered by

armed

them brandished their weapons at the onlookers, while another dragged

bald man, shouted to the bystanders, "Get

Bang!

of the bravest soul who tried to

into screams of

too terrified to raise their

in the taxi, observed

glow of streetlights, snowflakes whirled

from the wreckage cast a sinister

striking figure was unmistakable, even though blood marred her elegant

evident, even in such a

noticed Robin still sitting

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

ignoring the armed men, and slowly rolled down

gaze

"Let her go!"