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.

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

check, he took a cab to the

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

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

developed his skills, and mastered the

had taken

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

the now-yellow

future wife will be like. Is she

imagining what Alice

the cab arrived

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

sensed an imminent danger

focused forward,

Crash!

and a jarring metallic crash suddenly

collision, hurtled directly towards

driver, frozen in

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

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

Bang!

a brief pause, the stillness was shattered by a

behind the barricades, four armed men emerged from a

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

man, shouted to

Bang!

forehead of the bravest soul who

crowd erupted into screams of

the ground, too terrified to

in the taxi, observed

glow of

snow from the wreckage cast a sinister shadow over the city

tall, striking figure was unmistakable, even though blood marred her

evident, even

moment, the robbers noticed Robin

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

smile, ignoring the armed men, and slowly

gaze on the hostage

"Let her go!"