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.

gently blanketed in the soft snowfall

engagement contract details. After a quick check, he took a cab

Alice Miller, was part of a match arranged by their grandfathers long

had never

medicine, developed his skills, and mastered the art

had taken him to

the blood-soaked and chaotic mercenary battlefield welcomed a new force, one whose very presence sent shivers down the spines of all who heard

the now-yellow engagement contract, lost in

will be like. Is

imagining

the cab arrived in

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

then he sensed an imminent danger

was focused forward,

Crash!

and a jarring metallic crash suddenly pierced the

collision, hurtled directly towards Robin's taxi with alarming

frozen in terror, was

and yanked the handbrake with the other,

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

Bang!

a brief pause, the stillness was

barricades, four armed men emerged from a

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

shouted to the

Bang!

forehead of

crowd erupted into screams

hit the ground, too terrified

seated in the taxi, observed the scene through

glow of streetlights, snowflakes

blood staining the snow from the wreckage cast

figure was unmistakable, even though blood marred her elegant

evident, even

the robbers noticed

the car now! Hands on your head and get

smile, ignoring the armed men, and slowly

gaze on

"Let her go!"