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 setting

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

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

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

medicine, developed his skills, and mastered the art of combat

Old Fred had taken him to

who heard their name-a figure feared across the globe, a true bringer of death. Moving like a shadow, this individual remained elusive,

gazed at the now-yellow engagement contract, lost in

future wife will be like. Is

the ride imagining what

thirty minutes, the cab arrived in

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

then he sensed an imminent

was focused forward,

Crash!

screeching of brakes and a jarring metallic crash

collision, hurtled directly towards Robin's

taxi driver, frozen in terror, was unable to

steering wheel with one hand and yanked the handbrake

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

Bang!

pause, the stillness was shattered by a

barricades, four armed

dragged a wounded woman from the Porsche, pressing his gun to her

leader, a bald man, shouted

Bang!

the forehead of the bravest soul

into screams of

ground, too terrified to

observed the scene

the cold glow of streetlights, snowflakes whirled

the snow from the wreckage cast a sinister

the woman's tall, striking figure

beauty was evident, even

noticed Robin

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

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

gaze on

"Let her go!"