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 soft snowfall of the setting

contract details. After a quick check, he took a cab to the Miller

was part of a match arranged by their grandfathers long ago, before either Robin or

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

medicine, developed his skills, and mastered the

Old Fred had

who heard their name-a figure feared across the globe, a true bringer

gazed at the now-yellow engagement contract,

will be like. Is she beautiful?

the ride imagining what Alice might look

cab arrived in

in the city lights, feeling an odd sense

he sensed

focused forward, alert, and

Crash!

jarring metallic crash suddenly pierced the quiet

a collision, hurtled directly

driver, frozen in terror, was unable

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

with the two out-of-control vehicles,

Bang!

brief pause, the stillness was shattered by

the barricades, four armed men

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

bald man, shouted to the bystanders,

Bang!

striking the forehead of the bravest soul

into

ground, too terrified to raise

in the taxi, observed the

of streetlights,

blood staining the snow from the wreckage cast

tall, striking figure was unmistakable, even though blood

evident, even in

robbers noticed Robin still

the car now! Hands on your head and get down!" one of the robbers shouted, aiming

the armed men, and slowly rolled down the

his gaze

"Let her go!"