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 blanketed in the soft snowfall of

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

part of a match

had spent many years with Old Fred, who had never

developed his skills, and mastered the art of combat

Fred had taken him to

force, one whose very presence sent shivers down the spines of all who heard their name-a

the now-yellow engagement contract, lost

my future wife will be like.

the ride imagining what Alice might

thirty minutes, the cab arrived in Harmonfield's

rolled down the window and took in the city lights, feeling

then he sensed an imminent

forward, alert, and

Crash!

of brakes and a jarring metallic crash suddenly

battered Porsche, wrecked in a collision, hurtled directly towards Robin's

taxi driver, frozen in terror, was unable

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

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

Bang!

brief pause, the stillness was shattered by

four armed men emerged from

dragged a wounded woman from the Porsche, pressing his

bald man, shouted to the bystanders, "Get

Bang!

of the bravest soul who tried to

erupted into screams

hit the ground, too terrified

in the taxi, observed the scene

the cold glow of streetlights, snowflakes

the snow from the wreckage

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

beauty was evident, even in such

noticed Robin still sitting in

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

the armed men, and slowly rolled down

fixed his gaze

"Let her go!"