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.

was gently blanketed in the soft snowfall

took a cab to the Miller Group Building in the heart

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

had never spoken much

had learned medicine, developed his skills, and mastered the

Old Fred had taken him to

welcomed a new force, one whose very presence sent 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 elusive, earning the codename

at the now-yellow engagement contract, lost in

my future wife will be like.

spent the ride imagining

minutes, the cab arrived in Harmonfield's

took in the city lights, feeling an

sensed an imminent danger

focused forward, alert,

Crash!

screeching of brakes and a jarring metallic crash

battered Porsche, wrecked in a collision, hurtled directly towards

in terror, was unable to

and yanked the handbrake

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

Bang!

pause, the stillness

four armed men emerged from a BMW

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

man, shouted to

Bang!

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

erupted into

hit the ground, too terrified to raise

in the taxi, observed the scene through the

of streetlights,

the wreckage cast a sinister shadow over the city

the dim light, the woman's tall, striking figure was unmistakable, even

was evident,

noticed Robin

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

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

his gaze on the hostage

"Let her go!"